Manda and YouTube . . . her (*cough* our) most recent addiction . . .


A Pretty Pixi Friend Of Mine . . .


My Favourite Veggie . . .


Nestle . . .


Souvi . . .

(Manda's new camera... Souvi- short for Souvenir, which, in French, means 'In Memory Of'... Prosper.  May he Rest In Peace.)

People playing VolleyBall . . .


People keeping up a reputation . . .


Hannah and New Hair . . .

(Courtesy of Hamanda Bathroom Salon®)

Mr. and Mrs. A in front of the building in which they first became acquainted . . .

(It's all mirrors... what you see behind them is what's actually in front of them.  You probably could have easily figured that out if you had looked close enough... in between their heads appears another.  But instead of a face, you see a camera.  Obviously, I wouldn't have been able to take this picture if I were standing *behind* them... )

Manda and A Wall . . .


Hannah and A Wall . . .


Manda and Hannah in the Mirrors . . .

(Rather dirty mirrors, I must say...)

Random Pigeon . . .

(His name is Hermy.  I chased Hermy around until he took flight... I was satisfied with the result. )

Souvi and Ophelia, Manda and Hannah . . .

(Ophelia means 'to help'.)

Thus far, April has been a pretty predictable, uneventful month.  The cows are still mooing, the hens are still clucking and laying, and roosters are still crowing (albeit at all the wrong hours of the day and night... perhaps Weatherford is really a secret asylum for dysfunctional roosters.  Or maybe it's genetic...  Maybe both), Manda still writes and memorizes speeches in three days, Mrs. A still manages to lose her glasses ontop of her head and not die of panic, Mr. A still makes sure every speck of dirt is off the kitchen floor before anyone goes to bed, Paul is... well, still Paul, Belle (dog #1) still chases the car when we leave, Olsie is still the humble dog (#2) who thinks herself unworthy of our affection, Yvette (dog #3) still doesn't care that the world around her, or anything for that matter, still exists, Sammy (Cat #1) is still Mrs. A's Queen Of Sheeba, Goober (cat #2) still thinks he's a panther, and Issac is still the kitty (#3) version of Winnie the Pooh... you get the picture.  Life still goes on.

It will all change soon, however... in 5 days, it begins.  The April Birthdays.



Oh... and for Paul, it all begins today.



His teeth are brace-free.

Monday, there was snow in the forcast . . .

This was the [pathetic] result.


Three days later, sunshine was in the forcast.

















Yeeeah... the meteorologists must be on something.









(Ali's amazing outfit...)



















I attempted to go for a walk to get better pictures, but the result was only foggy pictures, a wet camera, and a very cold Hannah.  That was definitely not good for my cold... *sniff*

It's still coming down hard!  My goodness, it's absolutely lovely.   We must have at least 2 - 3 inches of snow now.

*sighs*  Off to enjoy the day and the weather... cheerio!

Whatever . . .

*EDIT*

I was cleaning a certain boys bathroom at the Hurd house.  No, it's not Micah's. *proud smile*  He keeps his stuff in a nice, quaint little bag.  (They don't keep it in the sink, I just had it there for a time so I could clean off the shelf it lives on.)

Pictures of Christmas week...

Saturday Evening:

Throughout this post, you'll find that Wesley is rather talented
when it comes to making blonde facial expressions. It's remarkable.






Chef John and Charlotte were so gracious as to grace us with their presence for the evening . . .


Off to see a movie . . . *smile*


Sunday Morning (THE morning . . .)

(He could hardly stop talking!  Good grief... )


It was really cold . . .


Sunday afternoon~ Wesley and Rachel:


   
Rachel's a Saint. *grin*


Sunday Evening~ Lessons and Carols:




  



(She's really too cute for her own good... )


Supper with Wesley and Rachel afterwards:




 



*inserts non-existent picture of Hannah and Micah here*

Darn it.  Ah well... onward ho!

Christmas Eve:

Fun with CMFM hats and leetle boys, and one big boy . . .






We went into town to run some errands wearing our hats. 
(We being myself, Micah, and our three chaperons.)




One of our chaperons... he does his job well.


 

I went to my Grandparents for a while that evening where I encountered certain other little people. . .



He [Isaiah] is my Dad incarnate . . .


She [Ellaina] is ridiculously adorable . . .


He [Josiah] was in denial of my presence all evening . . .


And Lydia is just . . . Lydia.  She'll be eight in May. *blinks repeatedly* 


(Two cousins out of the twenty two or three... and that's just first cousins.)

Cousin Katie . . .


Cousin Jordan . . .


And the rest were everywhere, but at the same time nowhere to be found.  Not for pictures anyhow.

 

And then there's Ali . . .


Back out to Weatherford . . . [yay!]

As you can see, still playing around with our snazzy head wearage . . .


To bed soon after . . .

Christmas:

I didn't get any pictures from Christmas morning, as we were all too busy running around trying to find our stockings, opening presents, and chasing people around with Nerf guns.  We had a nice relaxing Christmas afternoon, and that evening a certain couple arrived and we went caroling.  After we returned from our outing, we had another stream of gift giving with Santa and Mrs. Claus which I did manage to get a few shots of:

Shay-- err, I mean, Santa . . .




Mr. and Mrs . . .















 









(By the by, I'm sporting my gift... those really awesome beads. *nods*)


I don't have any pictures from Wednesday, unfortunately... I was just a little distracted.  Things quieted down some, Grandparents came over, we played games, listened to music, worked on a puzzle, and other such like things.  That afternoon Micah, Melody, Linds, Shayne and myself took Grandma Bettie home, and after that went to Dairy Queen for blizzards.  After an adventuous ride home, we went out to the apartment to watch (or attempt to watch) and episode of "The Office".  We ran into some technical difficulties, and after some time of trying to cope with incompetent computers and choppy internet connections, we  went inside, ate supper, and visited.

Thursday Shayne and Linds left, and we all slept in a bit.  Micah and I spent the afternoon looking through my really spiffy quote book he gave me for Christmas:

(The middle one . . .)


He did a real good job. *pleased*


The other two books you see pictured were also gifts from him, but they weren't bestowed to me on Christmas.  Later you'll read mention of a trip to Barnes and Noble . . . what you'll not read of is the insistence of a certain generous young man in the purchase of said books. (Oops, I guess you just did...)  The top is a new journal, and the bottom is obvious.  It's also lovely. *smile of contentment*

While I'm at it, this is one other thing I received . . .


Later that afternoon, we all piled in to go see "Enchanted".  On our way into town, we say a strangely familiar face pass in a familiar white car, and it hit me... "THAT'S CHRISTINE!" I had completely forgotten she was coming, so we called her up and told her to turn around, and she came with us to the movie.  It was all so conveniently timed.  After the movie we went out to eat, and then headed home where Christine and I followed up with our tradition to stay up till ungodly hours of the night talking.

The next day [Friday] we had some Old Navy returns to make, and some other errands to run, so Micah, Christine, Evan and I  went into town around 11:30 and were out pretty much all day doing a various and sundry of things... we went to Old Navy, Ridgmar Mall, Fuzzy's Taco Shop, Downtown Ft. Worth.  We got a couple of pictures at the mall, but shortly after that my camera died.   And the world was very sad... *sighs*

Evan . . .
 









Saturday we met Rachel for a girls trip to Miss B's Antique shop . . . absolutely lovely little store.

(Christine and Rachel . . .)




Antique shops make ones photos look antique . . .


The Spartan worrior, The Typical, and The Lucy.
   

After we got home, Christine, Ali and I spent the rest of the afternoon and into the evening making pizza for supper.  (Thanks to Clarke for the fabulous pizza dough, by the by. )

Spent the rest of the evening reading and listening to music with Micah... shed a couple of tears.

My only photo from Sunday . . . *sniff*  The day before he left . . .


I spent Monday afternoon with him . . . we ran into town with Clarke and the little boys to buy ice cream and soda for floats, went home, created said floats, visited, ate supper, helped someone pack, and watched "A Charlie Brown Christmas" (yeah, we were a little behind... ).  Right before he left, Mrs. Hurd offered to give him a haircut . . .

 



Heh, I didn't think he had that much hair to cut... *coughs*




   



He left around 9:30 . . .

We played several games of hearts which was gads of fun, even if I was really bad. *grin*  I just apply my bowling theology to this as well... if you can't be the best, be the worst; that way you can be the best in that you are the very worst.  Whenever I'm bowling, I'm notorious for either srikes or zeros.  It's glorious fun.  And actually, I was THIRD in the end... Ali placed fourth.  But she was playing two games at one time... and she got first in the other game.

New Year came and went almost unnoticed... we gave eachother well wishes and kept on with whatever we were doing... reading, talking, or watching a movie.  It was different, but then again, many things were different this holiday season... too many to mention.  I'm sure I know what you all must be thinking was different for me, and you're right... but that was only one [big] thing.  It was a very relaxing evening/ morning... a good start to the new year.

And thus, my Christmas break ended . . .

That's all for now . . . must be running along.

Cheers!
-Hannah

And for those of you who were smart enough (or observant enough for that matter) to figure it out on your own... well, kudos to y'all.



We're courting.

Today.

His name is Micah.

I'm very happy.