I really hate New Year’s. Sure, I like the food (we usually have a party or go to our friends’ for a party and have yummy food) and the skits (we usually do skits for said parties) and the company (at said parties), but everybody always says dumb cliché things.
“Talk to you next year!”
“I won’t [...]
Cliché City
By Somewhat Popular Request
By somewhat popular request, here is a picture of me in my Scotch bonnet. (Click for larger image)
Bonny Scotch Lass
First of all, you have to know (in case you didn’t before) that our family has Scottish ancestry, and our last name originally was Scottish (the misspelling, which we use now–long story, is Irish). Scottish people have clans, complete with tartans, badges, war cries, etc. Beth and I are into Scottish stuff, so last time [...]
Next year
Next year we will be able to enact our own Nativity scene!
(Lord willing, Mom’s gonna have a baby in August or September!!)
Daisy Duke
Recently we acquired this new dog, which we named Daisy. Ben was absently watching out the computer room window towards the road, and he saw this car come up. Someone opened a door, kicked a dog out, and drove off. The poor dog looked lonely and forlorn, running around, confused. Mom had Ben go up [...]
In case you haven't noticed, my name is Anne, but in RL it's pronounced Annie. At this moment in time I happen to be 21 years old. Herein you will find: The rants, rambles, and otherwise uninteresting happenings in the life of...well, ME, you might say. 














