Wittle Baby Bwuver!

Oh that Brian. My Baby Bwuver!

I decided that since I've mentioned my little brother so much I might introduce him.

This is Brian Albert. He's a very smart 11 year old. And very goofy! Whenever I try to get a nice picture of him, he always makes a face.

Brian is very, very high strung. It doesn't take much to get him angry, or to start screaming. I admit that in the past I found this as a source of amusement, but now it just hurts my ears.

Brian's also always been a smart aleck. I don't know where he gets it from...........

My Mother says he gets it from yours truly, but how can that be so? I've never said a sarcastic thing in my life.... Yeah that's a lie. He does get it from me. He's my new roommate, and so far we get along beautifully! I'm excited to teach and introduce him to my music. His education in that area is very sad.

We're very alike, Brian and I. We both love to read, we're both actors.

(I'm very proud to say he does get that from me!

He's been to all my plays, and he's told me he wants to go to acting classes! I was so excited to hear that, it just makes me happy to know I'm not the only Theatrical Fanatica in my family.

One thing that is very different about us, he likes video games. And I am on the verge of detesting them. I can play them, but not nearly as extensively as my baby brother. He loves them.

Well, now you've met Brian. He's a very sensitive boy, I intend to look out for him while he's at school.

Oh, how I love my baby bwuver!!

My New Home.

I think I'm going to like it here in Ririe, Idaho.

It's a gorgeous place, even if it so po-dunky. I get to see this kind of thing every day!

I'm sure that once winter comes rolling around, I'm not going to like it here so much. But for now, I'm happy.

My brother and I finally have our own room, painted walls and everything. And it's already a mess. Mostly my fault, I went on a scavenger hunt for my CD's so I could burn a few Birthday discs for a friend, and there are open boxes all over my room as a result.

Speaking of burning CDs, it took me, literally, 4 hours to figure it out.

I sometimes really really hate technology. It makes me feel stupid all the time.

Random story for the day:

My little brother, Brian, is playing a video game, and I'm sitting in the room with him on the computer. And as boys usually do, he's talking to himself while playing. And as usual, being a girl,

I'm not really listening, until he says:

"And there's someone calling for help, but I don't care."

I stop. Look up. "Brian, you have to save them!"

He snorted and replies, "No, they can wait, I have to go to the store."

Ah, does this or does it not portray our society today?

Brian and I got a good laugh out of it, and thank goodness it was just a video game and of no real consequence. But how often do we see others, or even ourselves, look over someone elses needs to our own?

Past Events!

So, here's how things have played out for the last month or so.

I went to a family reunion right after saying goodbye to Washington...
Pictures will come later. Oh and another thing, my laptop broke.
Ok, maybe not broke but, it has a virus or something, so I can't use it for now.
This makes me very sad.

But moving on.
For the family reunion we stayed at this absolutely gorgeous Lake House. Right on the lake, across from this mountain, it was soo amazing. Every morning I'd get to see the most spectacular view. And the best sunsets. We also went to Silverwood Theme Park.
Pictures of that, also later.
My uncle brought his boat, and his water skiing stuff, and we had a blast. Not just a regular blast, but a huge kaa-BLOOEY blast. So much fun.

After the week ended, which was greeted with sadness, I assure you, my family packed up the car and we set out for home. I had a camp that was taking place the very next Monday, so it's a good thing we left Saturday morning, cuz an hour or so down the road, guess what happened?
If you guessed that our car's radiator blew and we got stuck on the side of the highway on a 90 degree day for
SEVEN HOURS...
You'd be right.
Misery, my friends. Utter misery. But lucky for me, we had broken down right on the side of a ski mountain. I decided to go on a walk. Or a hike, more like.
My poor little sister. She wanted to come along, thinking it would be maybe a leisurely stroll.
My poor poor sister. I really wish I had my pictures, they would add so much to the story but, everything's on my laptop.
Anyhoo.

So, we finally got home, after cramming all 10 of us in a mini-van, spending the night in an airport, and renting a car at 5 in the morning.
We made it home just in time for church.
Our luck is so great. No sarcasm there.

After church, I had to pack for EFY. Well, actually since I'd been living out of a suitcase for 2 months, all I had to do was take a few things out of the bag, and I was ready to go.
And EFY rolled around... It was a great week. I'll save the story for a different time, I feel like this blog is dragging on from the lack of pictures.
But one last thing.I got home from EFY, and found that I was moving. So I had to pack up everything I owned, and load it on a truck, and haul it all out here to
Ririe, Idaho.

A farmer's town.