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.