(Strangely enough, the only prevalent thought here is 'I'm surprised she isn't trying to eat the furniture.' *headdesk*)
Her ears were warm and floppy. Just thought I'd share that with you. XD
On a different note, I bought these cute boots for $3. I love 'em to death.
I need to figure out more natural things to do with my hands while having pictures taken... *facepalm*
(But I can never forget the burrower beetles in the barn. *shudders* They looked and sounded like HUGE bumblebees, and they kept trying to dive-bomb my head. Despite repeated assurance that they can't sting I don't think I ever stopped ducking when they buzzed around me.)
Oh well. They're dangly and they make me happy--that's all that matters. XD
We spent a couple of hours (at the very least) at his house, but by golly it was interesting.
...yikes, I just went into a whole musical digression there. XD Someday perhaps I'll expound a bit better on the whole Jew's harp thing...maybe.
(On a totally random note: isn't it funny how things that appear totally 'normal' to oneself can be totally foreign and unexpected to the next person? Just sayin'.)
Actually, since Olivia took the picture shouldn't it be HER self-portrait, with me being the extra person? I dunno...I think about these things too much. XD
Another random story: the Stone's used to have a son/brother named Isaac too. I say 'used' because he died almost three years ago in a motorcycle accident...but their pet name for their brother was 'I-yack' because when the girls were little they couldn't pronounce the 'S'. So they call THIS Isaac, my brother, 'I-yack' too. I thought it was funny. XD
So, a couple of hours and $200-worth of books later (that's just mine, not counting the others) we made our way back to the house and watched: 'Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom'!!
*dun dun dun*
^^That was my attempt to sound dramatic. Tell me if I actually did or not. XD
Anyway. Watching the 'Indiana Jones' series with the Stone girls proved to be highly entertaining--they scream, loudly, at every unexpected/scary development. It was hysterical. :D
When I was younger, the 'Temple of Doom' used to absolutely terrify me. But watching it as an adult (...as an adult? Did I just say that? *sweatdrop*) I find that I must be 'hardened' to violence and gross things because I didn't get scared and was mostly concerned with how they did the special effects. Maybe I'll be a special-effects-person for films someday. XD
(Actually, I probably won't. But I can dream, I suppose.)
Thus ends Day 4--tune in tomorrow for Day 5! :D