Ever wondered what the inside of an alien spaceship looks like? I'll be happy to explain!

Just kidding, that was just another of my lame attempts at humor (I get it from my dad.) No I have not vanished from the face of the planet, no I was not in the hospital, no I was not kidnapped, no I was not abducted by aliens, no I did not jump into a volcano, no the clutter in my room did not come alive and eat me, no I did not become a nun, no I did not break my neck falling on all the stupid ICE...........you get the point. The fact of the matter is: I got grounded. Yes, me, mature, grown-up, respectful, me (ha!). And no I'm not going to tell you why. Ok, maybe I am. Nah, I'll leave it to your imagination. But rest assured, it was nothing serious.

Anywho, a few more random thoughts and pieces of slightly pointless information. I seriously could write a post of random thoughts every day and not run out of randomness........

So, Easter is right around the corner. I'm so excited, I just love it when the snow is gone and the earth is waking up, and flowers are about to bloom, and robins are singing, and the sun shines down like an old friend..........
HAHAHAHA!!!!! WHATEVER! LIKE EASTER IN IDAHO IS ACTUALLY LIKE THAT!?! Let me give you an example. It. Snowed. Four. Inches. Yesterday. We. Still. Have. Snow. A. Foot. And. A. Half. Deep. (Just typing this is making me feel sick.) Another example: I wake up and think that maybe if I ignore winter it will just go away. So, I get dressed in my favorite cowgirl shirt with the sleeves rolled up, and my jean capris, and my white sparkly flip-flops. I go out to feed my chickens. I freeze, catch pneumonia, and die. (Ok, so I only mostly died.) I change into long jeans and sandals with a tee shirt. I turn into a shivering ball of blue mush. Then (after some chocolate and coming to terms with reality) I change into my pink hoodie and jeans and pink and brown skaters. My shivers subside and I can feel my toes again, but my lips remain blue. Winter just give it up! Please!

So I'm really trying to decide what to cut out of my schedule, because obviously it's gotten out of hand. It's so hard though........I just can't make up my mind what to drop. Grrr.

My seminary teacher's name is Brother Horseley. He's from Wyoming. So far it's been a good class. I've even stayed awake. :)

While we're on the subject, I'll you about one of my big pet peeves. I really hate it when someone says WyomING. NO NO NO! It's Wyoming! You have to let the "ing" sort of fade off, unless of course you want to sound like you're from somewhere foreign, like Michigan. Also never, ever say BoiZe. It's spelled with an "s" NOT a "z". Sheesh.

Big announcement: I have my own room!!!! For the first time in fourteen years! Hannah now shares with Christopher. I owe it all to my amazing skills with persuasive essays. (Yes, I wrote a persuasive essay to my parents.)

Right now I'm wearing a brown sweater with a hood, white pajama pants with pink polka dots, black ballet flats, and my pirate-y looking small silver hoops (I considered only wearing one, but......). I think it could catch on.

If you are at all interested, I got 98/100 in violin festival, and 99/100 in piano festival. I'm pretty happy.

I've really missed you guys from Bloggerville, and I hope you missed me too. I'm glad to be back.

I need to sleep. Now. (This time change has screwed me up big time.)