Another Year Over...ish

I come to my blog on my sister's laptop today. Yes, Jenni, John, Hunter, and Emmi are here. They have been here for about a week now, having come down for Christmas. I don't know what I am going to do when they leave on this coming Saturday. My niece and nephew are adorable, John is funny and vexing, and Jenni...is my sister. I love her to death. I doubt that, after school resumes, I will have much time to dwell on their absence. But, the point is, I am glad that they are here.
Christmas was wonderful. Jenni was feeling under the weather (dreadful invalid and all that), but we managed. Everyone got a good haul. The kids had a good time. I had a good time. Everyone was suprised by their gifts, which is important in this family. We have a thing with being suprised with gifts. Dad managed to control his grumpiness, probably because we had company. A good Christmas. My gifts included such things as Jane Austen PJs (squeee!), a Barnes and Noble gift card (squeee!) and a new fantabulous orange watch (squeeee!). I hope that, if you celebrate it, you had an awesome Christmas, readers.
My Grandma sent me money for Christmas, and with it I purchased Pride and Prejudice and Zombies. It was actually pretty good. I mean, for a parody. Mr. Bennet and Mr. Darcy actually insulted the women irritating them, there were lots of zombies, and ninjas, and Wickham got his in a spectacular way. It was good in an over-the-top way. I like it. But I do understand how purists would feel about it. You know, *zombies* in JANE AUSTEN's BEST WORK?!?!?! (arguably). I guess that you need to have a special sort of humor to tolerate such works. I am extremely interested now in finding Mansfield Park and Mummies. I have always held a fondness for Ancient Egypt, so the prospect seems quite delightful. ;)
Speaking of new Jane Austen, have you heard about the new BBC Emma movie that is coming out? I am very eager for that as well. I have great hopes for it, and my friend Katie and I plan on (somehow) watching it together.
When school resumes, I shall be beginning my last semester of schooling. Normal schooling, anyway, not counting college. Celebrate!!!! >confetti, balloons, obnoxious noise-makers, and cupcakes galore< Just think, I am graduating from high school. And then, two months later, I will be turning 18. Wow. It seems freaky to me. I am growing up. After a fashion. I don't know how I am going to get used to it. But, it seems like I shall get used to it, eventually.
I think I should close. We are planning a girls' day out today. Yay! I love when we have girls' day out-s. Farewell, dear readers. Enjoy the beginning of this New Year. 2010. How odd that looks and sounds! May it be a good year for all of us.
Adieu!

Novembers.

Well, here I am again, gentle readers. Somewhat into my last year of high school, settling nicely into my new home, and otherwise doing quite well.
Most things are the same, really. Still get up, do school, take care of the dog and the chores, fight with my dad, have fun with my mom. Readreadreadread tons of books. But now, as I am sitting here writing in this, my blog, and with you, my own readers, I feel a sort of nostalgia. God knows tisn't for being back in Illinois in that Life-Sucking House Trap. No. Never. Even though, my totally Goody-Goody girl side comes out saying, 'Oh, it wasn't that bad!'. And it may not have been. But I digress. Or maybe I can't digress because I never really had a point in the first place. Ah well. I did expect the missing of Jenni, and John, and Hunter, and Emmi, but at least they can come for Christmas. For two weeks. >extremely happy dance<
I find that tonight, I am filled with November thoughts. November is usually associated with sadness and time passing, the cold and the meloncholy. The depressing prequel to the heady gaity of December. I don't think of November that way. It, weirdly, reminds me of Wuthering Heights, for some reason. You know, the windswept, desolate moors, with the grey colors and the dusky purple-gray of the heather. A depressing romance about all-consuming love and the slow decay of being trapped in time. That is November for me. Except I get crunchy, windswept leaves instead of heather. But I don't mind the 'desolate-ness' of this month. I know, kinda weird.
Anyway, after that lengthy and just a little pointless rabbit-trail, my point: November thoughts. I am sure you have them too. The thoughts that are slightly depressing and homesick, even if you are home. I am rather filled with them tonight. I am not explaining them very well. Perhaps a subject change?
So, news. I have recently visited 2(two) of my city's public libraries. The very large, very posh, very grand G-ville Library, and the small, cozy local library. The G-ville library was, as I mentioned, very posh. It was *huge*. I could have lost myself for hours in the bookshelves and still look at new choices. I liked it. The librarians (isn't that a female term? what about the male ones? Are they librarions?) seemed rather stressed out and harried, though. Anyway, we got our cards (my mother had to come in and sign for it for us. Something about she is responsible for all our materials. Ridiculous, I say. Not to mention making the teenage populace feel like toddlers and insects.), and some books (of course) and said that all in all, twas a very enjoyable trip, and we wouldn't say nay to knowing it better. Except for the fact that we had to pay for parking!!!! I KNOW! HOW snobby is THAT? Making the hapless taxpayers have to PAY to recieve the books that are their link to LITERARY GREATNESS?!?! Scandalous.
Anyway, when our books had to get back, we decided to visit our local branch, because twas more convenient. Well, tis only 6 or 7 minutes away >beams beautifically<. That is always a plus. It is a pleasant, library-ish building. When we pulled up, Mom said that we wouldn't like it, because it looked small. We went in anyway, of course. And what a diamond in the rough it was! It was *tiiiiiiineeeee*. But twas so comfortable! So cozy! I got a large stack of books. And the librarians/librarions! They were so relaxed and affable! We are quite fond of it. So, all in all, we have 2(two) very pleasant libraries to visit.
My latest activity of usefulness is writing HP fanfiction. I am writing a novel/novella. Yay! It is on harrypotterfanfiction.net. My username is Writrchick. The story is called (this is a pretty lame title, but twas the best I could do.) To Catch A...Sibling??? I know, sucky title. It is also my NaNoWriMo project. Thus far I have about 7000 words on it. (a big thing for me). I think I somewhat despair at reaching 50,000 words. Oh well. I shall do my best, and see what comes of it. Anyway, if you like that kind of thing, go check it out. :D
Let's see. Music. Colbie Caillat. Love her. Mourning Tree by Leave's Eyes. Memories by Within Temptation. Ever Fallen in Love by Thea Gilmore. Forever by Chris Brown.
I must go. Farewell, dear ones! I hope to write soon. Take care of yourselves in the oncoming winter chill.
Lots of Love!

Home Again Home Again....

Hello, my loverly readers! I return from beyond the vast distances of space and internet to write to you once more!
Seriously, I feel like I have returned from beyond a vast distance. Since I last wrote, I have dealt with normal family issues (Return Episode of Jenni-the-Invalid {lol, sorry, hun, couldn't resist} and other familial stuff), a frickin MOVE! that featured the Bog Beings from Outer Space, settling into the new house (Canaan, or the Promised Land, to those who know their Bible), and starting school (senior year WOOOOOOOOOOT!) Gah. Nevertheless, I return. That is the important thing.
So, to begin with, I shall recount for you the perilous story of Hannah and the Bog Beings from Outer Space, or Death in a Crypt. O_o It all started when some people came to look at our house. Okay, typical enough. Until Twoo Wuv, or True Love, set in. Yes, those people fell in love with our house. And guess what?!?! Miracle of miracles, they put in an offer that was actually an offer and stayed put! Bliss reigned in the kingdom for about a month. Vague stirring beneath the earth were felt, but nothing was thought of them except by the philophers and scientists. Finally, the eve of that most blessed Event, the move, was upon them, and they were settling in last minute preparations for the Event. But woe! Alas! At the last minute, on the very eve of the Event, the phone rang. The deal could not go through. The Bog Beings had burst forth, complete with their King, who had not completed his taxes for the past two years. The house was unsold. Great Sorrow fell upon us, and great stress, as the phone continued to ring. The Bog Beings, hell-bent upon their nefarious plot, dilly-dallyed, giving us hope and then squashing it flat. Such was the stress that my Mother had something happen with pains in her chest and she had to go to the hospital. (Seriously, THAT was an experience and a half. Hope that never happens again. I swear. It was awful. Thankfully, it was only for one night and she is still strong and kicking. :})
Anyway, after an abominably long period of reign by the Bog Beings, their plot gloriously failed! And the deal went through. We were really moving. We quickly crossed the state line before the Bog Beings could regroup, and here we are, safely installed in Canaan. And besides a few skirmishes on the border, we have been very well.
How do I like my house? Oh, I am very fond of it. In fact, I think I love it. It is homey and cozy, has creaky wood floors, a fireplace, built-in bookshelves, and my sister and I get the entire lower level (like a one bedroom apartment) to ourselves. No, we aren't sharing a room (thank God). But we shall put up a wall for Sarah's privacy. But I do love the house. I am glad that I do, and that it seems like home so quickly. I think that we shall all be happy here. Dad should be, with his big yard (with many mature trees, which I love. You can actually here them singing right in our yard) and the riding lawn mower that the previous owners were so good as to leave. He drives it like a true Northerner, however, not slowly and sedately, but fast, like a Chicagoan. (spelling?) Mothers should be, with the homey aspect and the fact that we can actually settle, and not focus on selling. Sarah should be, with her corner of the lower level decorated precisely towards her liking (private, secluded, and cave-like). And I know I shall be happy here. The mature trees and the bench swing beneath the one closest to the house. The lower level. The girly sitting room that is precisely that--GIRLY. Meaning, Dad has his own...elsewhere. The fireplace. The creaky wood floors...now I am repeating myself. But in any case, we are doing well here.
Hmmm...have I really read anything? Well, I into Harry Potter at the moment. Again. I also have the pleasure of reading Sense and Sensibility and Sea Monsters. Sarah gags everytime I mention it, but there it is. And yes, you read the title right. And Sea Monsters. It is basically, like the famed Pride and Prejudice and Zombies (which I really *must* read), the Jane Austen story combined zombies, or in this case, Sea Monsters. I didn't know how I would like it, seeing as I truly love the original novels, but I think of it as very like yet very unlike fanfiction. It has all of her lines and story plot, just with the added hilarity of those nautical menaces. I am just at the part where SPOILER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Willoughby leaves SPOILER ENDED!!!!!!!!!!, but it is very good so far. I would recommend it to all my aquaintance. Even Sarah, who considers it an abomination. Oh well. >impish grin<
Songs? Need by Hana Pestle. I loooooooooooooove it. You must listen to it directly. I insist. Go. Now. On youtube. Quickly. I plan on buying it with my birthday money.
OOOOOH! That is what else happened! My birthday!!! Your authoress is officially 17. Go me!!! Yay! >confetti throwing< Basically, I got Mario Kart Wii game and money. Sweet. :D
Anyhoo, what else was I doing? Oh yeah, entertainment. Oh! Any one seen Vampire Diaries??? Huh? Huh?? Don't deny it! Anyway, I love it. I think it is good. Especially Stefan....>dreamy sigh< (Oh my word, that happened literally as I was writing it! That is a slightly freakish fangirly thing of me to do! Oh well.) But I do like it. I think that you should watch it. If you have read Twilight than it looks a little like fanfiction, which I don't think it actually can be because I think Vampire Diaries is based on a book series of the same name which came out before Twilight, but in any case I find it enjoyable. Go watch it.
Can I think of anything else? Not in particular. So I should sign off. I am going to call my best friend Katie in a few minutes...so....
Adiue, fair ones! Enjoy school! Protect yourself against the pig flu or whatever it is called! Fairwell.

Summer Fun!!!

God Bless Summer, Amen? >echo-y 'amen!'<
Well, school is done, no responsiblilities on that score. And this week, Dad is on vacation, so that just means it is a little quieter in the house. (Nothing against Dad, but it is a well known fact that he is one of the loudest people in the Midwest). Though, we haven't been able to enjoy it to its full delights. My sister went into the hospital again. If you know her, you know she has a very sickly constitution, poor soul. It causes her no end of aggravation. So, we have been watching her kids the last week. Thankfully, they are good kids. And double thankfully, she came home tonight! >throws confetti--has been a long time since I have done that--throws more confetti< All in all, she looks okay. I have seen her looking worse. She and the kids are spending tomorrow over here because she can't be by herself and John (her husband) has to go to work...But we also get Elizabeth (my sister-in-law)'s kids tomorrow. And they are a *tiny* bit rambunctious. So we will have all of them over tomorrow. Whew!!!!! It has been a hard week, for my Mom especially. Poor thing.
Oh Lord. Ma is watching this movie where this plane full of convicts went down and landed in water and the water is rising and they are racing to get all the people off the plane...I can't handle being stuck underwater. *Cannot* handle it. This isn't overtly common knowledge, but when I went to camp, I took this swim test for points or something, and...I flunked. The lifeguard had to come and take me to the little shore. I was humiliated, but thankfully, I was able to laugh it off. I can now relate it to my sisters and mother with great sport. Oh well. Just thought I'd mention that.
I went to my first movie last Friday. I know, I know, '16 years old and ya've never gone to a movie???'. Well, we are very sheltered here!!! ;) Anyway, we saw Terminator: Salvation. It was pretty good, but not the kind I want to do a review on. I kept laughing when the little motorcycle robot thing did cool tricks and/or when stuff did big explosions. Those parts rocked. So, anyway, Mom and Sarah and I are probably going to see the new Star Trek on Friday. If someone has seen it and wants to tell me how it is, they are most welcome. I would enjoy it. We wish it was July or November, though. Then we could see the new Harry Potter movie or the new Twilight movie. Ah well. My birthday is in August, maybe we can see the HP one then...but don't tell Dad. He saw something about Daniel Radcliffe and a nude scene on Broadway and he blew his top and began his anti-Harry Potter campaign. We shall see what we shall see.
Ya know, all though this week has been reallyreallyreally...hectic, I am loving summer. The whole thing about no school for about 3 months is awesome. Plus, I am a senior!!! Oh my word!!! I remember first getting into youth group at church, in 7th grade, and I remember looking at the seniors then and thinking about how grown-up and pretty those girls were...and now *I* am a senior. !!!!! It is beyond belief. I don't feel grown-up and pretty. I feel about the same I did back then, except less boy crazy (boy, was I a brainless wonder back then!!! 7th grade shouldn't be allowed) and maybe a little smarter and mature. A *very* little. But that is it! No great epiphany about my adult -life-nearness, no massive shot of confidence shot through my veins, no sudden sexy 'Look out world, I am a senior!' thing. Just Hannah, working her way through her life one day at a time. I have only one year left home before I go to college. College! I am looking forward to it of course, but still! College! That is huge! Me, at college. I can't believe it. So I won't think about it yet. :D
I am really into Jane Austen now. I got my video-playing 30-ish brother to watch the 6 hour Pride and Prejudice. LoL. He watched all of it, though. Took him 3 days, but he did it! I am so proud of him. Now I have to watch a Tom Clancy based movie. I am *so* looking forward to it. >eye roll<. Oh well. At least he got some Jane Austen into him. It is bound to do him good. Next time, we will do Persuasion or Sense and Sensibility. Teeheehee.
Well, I have exhausted my mental capacities for electronic conversation for tonight. I will write soon, my loves. Take care! Don't get sun stroke!
Adieu.

Of Friends and Other Thoughts.

Hello, dearest readers. I hope that you are well.
Currently, my mother and youngest sister are sitting beside me and reading over my shoulder. Fond family. I had the outline of a most agreeable entry in my head, but it deserted me as soon as their eyes lit upon this formerly empty page. So, I shall have to muddle on as best I can.
Hmmm, where to begin? Nope, lost that thought. Let me begin again.
HELLOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! Hmph. Well, I reread Pride and Prejudice last week. If you haven't read it, you should do so with all haste. And now I am reading Sense and Sensibility again. Thus far, the Dashwood ladies have just entered the country of Devonshire and are meeting Sir John Middleton and Co. So, Jane Austen is my current reading material of choice.
Today was very beautiful, weather-wise. Warm and sunny and breezy. Very lovely.
Sarah and Mom are gone to bed. Now I can get down to the nitty-gritty. LoL.
I hope, my dear readers, that none of you are without that pleasure that is a best friend. Life is missing something when one doesn't have one. I am more fortunate than most in that I have 2, not counting my mother and sisters. Katie A. and Sara S. I think I will talk about them now.
I will begin with Sara S. because I knew her first. We've known each other since diaper-hood, but became best friends in about 6th grade. She is smart and funny and beautiful and sweet. Unfortunately, she lives in Vermont, so I haven't seen her in at least...well, since she moved away. Maybe she moved when we were in 6th grade, and we were best friends since 4th grade...either way, it matters not. She is my friend who has had a boyfriend, and so seems more worldly-wise to me. She also got her heart broke over that guy, but thankfully, she is better now. I love her to death.
Katie A. is my friend whom I think of as innocent. I have known her and been best friends with her since...before 7th grade, approx. when she moved here from Kansas or some such place. She is my friend who is a great reader, who loves Jane Austen and the Brontes and Georgette Heyer and other such things. She is also smart and funny and veryvery sweet and beautiful, but her beauty is more glamorous, like the actresses in the 40s and 50s. She is home-schooled, like myself. She moved away to Texas about 2 years ago. She has lived practically *everywhere*. She is my well-traveled friend, having been to England (lucky little squirt). She is my kind and generous friend, who likes to think well of people. (Sometimes. We gossip horribly sometimes, alas.) I also love her to death.
Now I am feeling nostalgic. >sniff<. Oh well. :D
What else is there to talk about? Haven't heard back from BJU officially, yet. I have had a couple of phone calls just as normal procedure, but nothing like an acceptance letter or a 'sorry, we don't want you in our college' letter. I hope something will come this week, but I don't know if my hopes will be fulfilled or crushed.
I think I must go. I want to look over my blog before I go to bed. Adiue, fair ones! Be well, and know that thou are loved.
Farewell. :D

Lost in Austen and Other Janeite Musings...

So, hello, all! I recently watched this movie, titled Lost in Austen. I liked it *so* much that I decided to do a review on it! Yayness!

To begin:

Amanda Price is this single chick living in modern London. She is unsatisfied with her life and has a nice obsession for Pride and Prejudice. But, suprise-suprise! One day she finds Elizabeth Bennet in her bathroom, and she somehow gets sent back to live in the Great Novel itself. Much hilarity and odd moments ensue. It has some weird twists and some odd twists, but the conclusion is just what I thought it should be. A very excellent movie.

Starring Jemima Rooper as Amanda Price and Elliot Cowen as Mr. Darcy. Actually, this is a TV mini-series of four parts, and I don't quite know the time length. Suffice it to say, when I got it from Netflix, it was on one DVD disc and was about 2 and a half hours long.

I thought it a most delightful viewage.

And now, to conclude this review, I have....PICCIES!!!!!!!!! YAYAYAYAYAYAYAYAAAAAY!!!

The general cover for the movie.

Fangirl on the Sly! LoL.

Amanda and Elizabeth Bennet meet.

The Bennet Ladies. Some of them, anyway.

Mr. Bingley, who may be capable of more angst than you would think.

Mr. Collins. I want to gag. If I ever see this person walking down the street, I will have to laugh, gag, choke, and run away. Poor soul, yet I can feel no pity for him.

Mr. Darcy. He could be handsomer, but I confess, he is not bad to look at at all. :D He also has some smoldering moments in the movie, which I cannot find fault with. >girlish giggle<

A very cute Mr. Wickham, who may not be so dastardly as was formerly known.....(oooo-OOOOOOOO-oooooh!!!!)
Miss Bingley. She has a strange secret under her sleeve...but she is still a witch, just the same.

Amanda and Mr. Darcy.

An awkward party at Lady Catherine's. She is suprisingly fond of gambling, that Lady Catherine De Bourgh.

GAH!!! Wet Darcy!!! But, let us not forget the Original Wet Darcy...

Aaaaaaah!!!!!! Darcy!!!! >girlish sigh<

A now thoroughly Modern Elizabeth Bennet.

Tinky-Winky!!! One of the funny parts of the show. Be sure to watch! (Look! They got a free commercial!)

A Kiss...but is it of passion or of goodbye?!?!

And yet, A Happy Ending!!!!

There! My first review is finished! Now, all I have left to do is publish this and go put the movie back on my Netflix list....

Farewell, my ducks! Know that I love thee!
Adiue.

Just an O-O-O-O-Ordinary Day....

Hello, my duckies! How are you? I hope that you are well and loved.

Guess what? I got a hair cut! 'So what?' you may say. Well, tis an especially exciting since I went from having mid-back length hair to....this!

Bah, this pic thing is retarded. But yes, I have that hair! Except my sides are even and just long enough to tuck behind my ears. And the back is shorter, short enough to be spiky. I LOVE SPIKY!!!! >giggle<>

We are currently sitting and watching an episode of "Legend of the Seeker". Tis a slightly corny show that we like despite it's...corniness. This episode is about the evil flesh-eating monster that was really the king who was protecting his kingdom but got killed and he had killed his queen as the monster so the throne was taken up by his daughter and the evil kingdom of D'Hara will invade and take over the kingdom unless the monster was alive and now that it is dead they have to keep pretending that the monster is alive and...tis just a mess. But they will make sure that it will turn out all right in the end. Of course they will. This is, after all, Television.

Did I tell yall that I really love Taylor Swift's Love Story? I do. She is awesome, at least with that song. I don't know any of her other songs. I have one of her CDs on hold at the library, but I am thus far at least 100th on the list. Go figure.

Saw the Twi movie. Don't tell anyone. Twas good, but I love the book better.

Anything else exciting? School ends in a couple of weeks. I have a job lined up for the summer being a mother's helper for my sister Jenni. I *am* excited about that. I will get a regular income, and Mom is taking half for college expenses. The regular income part is good for keeping up my *new* haircut. :D So all in all, that is a good thing.

I think I have to go now. >sigh<>

Farewell. For now. >impish grin<

Of Shoes, and Ships, and Sealing Wax....

Hello, my dearests! How are you? I hope that you are well, and that you are strong in spirit, mind, body, spirit, soul, and heart-wise. How am I? Well, I am fantabulous, now that I am here.
I have found myself a new fondness for fairy tales. Not the Disney kind, (though you all *know* that I am *quite* fond of 'Beauty and the Beast'), but Irish stuff. Like, O.R. Melling. I recently discovered her. She is an excellent authoress. I like her Chronicles of Faerie (spelling?) series, which isn't lame like it sounds. And I like the Hallowmere series. (OH MY WORD CORRINE SHOULD TOTALLY GO WITH THE PRINCE!!!) Stuff like that.
Music? I still like Blackmore's Night. (The Circle. I love that song.) I still love Joshy and Hayley. I like some Dido. 'White Flag', 'Slide', 'Hunter'. Oh, and Hayley's 'Who Painted the Moon Black?' is awesome. I love it.
OOOOH!!! For books? Tamora Pierce. I am especially fond of her "The Immortals" quartet. You should totally check it out. Daine and Numair rock. And "Trickster's Choice" books. There are only two of those, instead of her usual four. But they are good too. But you should read all of the Tortall books if you want to get the full effect. There are about 4 series-es (???) of Tortall.

The Song of the Lioness quartet.
The Immortals quartet.
Protector of the Small quartet.
(And as far as I know...)
Trickster's Choice duet.

READ THEM!!!

Anyhoo, so, basically, I have been living off books for the past while. At least they were good books, for the most part. And it isn't like living off books is a bad thing. Not at all! But still.
Stink! I think that I have to go. I am having dinner at my sister Jenni's house, and tis time to grace the table. But I shall write sooner rather than later, my love(s). Be sure not to be damp in this somewhat inclement weather that will soon lead to flowers in May. (Lame ending, I know, but I am hungry! Give me a break!) >giggle<
Adiue! Know that I love thee!
Farewell.

Just Random Thoughts

So, it is the New Year now. Mazeltov!!! Sorry to my Russian readers that I flatter myself that I have. Wow, I am getting slap-happy. It is almost 8 o'clock now. Are you suprised that I am tired this early? Are you worrying for my health? Fond readers. >beams< No, tis just that my fam is watching my brother and sister-in-law's kids while they are out of town. For the week. Oi.
Not that they are bad kids!!!! It is just, they are really young and are really highly energized and one of them is sleeping in my room. But I love them. They have their cute moments. :D
So, anyway, after that scenic rabbit's trail, we come back to the original point. New Year. 2009. Does anyone else find that 2009 is more angular, more strict and stern than 2008? Look at them side by side. 2008 2009. See? 2008 seems somehow more forgiving. Maybe you are thinking "???. Why does this matter?". Maybe some of you get it.
Despite thinking that 2008 seems better than 2009, most ways, I am sooo glad to be rid of 2008. 2008 had some of the worst times of my life in it, and I am *not* being melodramatic. The other thing about 2009? It is crisper, sharper, and cleaner. It is all about the homey, sweet/sharp scent of lemon soap that you use to wash dishes or mop the floor with. It is all about making something new. A whole new year. Doesn't that thought invigorate you? Charge your blood with an electricity that pushes you to try something new? Or fix something in your life that desperately needed fixing? It does for me.
Do you think that love lasts forever? A dear friend of mine just learned that in some ways, it doesn't. And she is hurting really badly. And I might as well let you know that the married couples that I know hardly have idyllic relationships. Hahaha. That is somewhat of an understatement. Anyway, for such a romantic that you know all too well that I am, it is sad. I mean, I thought that...well, never mind what I thought. The think about this blog is that I blab way too much. Don't worry, darlings, it isn't you fault. It is me. To go off on another rabbit trail, I am an empathizer. I hear things and I actually get depressed. Tis a trifle lame, I know it! But that's how I am. Anyhoo, but I was just wondering about that.
Love. Eternal or Superficial? The World May Never Know.
>laughs< Otay, tis time for me to get off. Adieu, my loves! Don't catch cold! Be sure to wrap yourselves up properly when you go outside into the bitter cold! Or if you live where it is ever sunny, be sure to put on enough sunscreen! Be sure to remember that my love ever follows you in spirit!