A Hannah Holiday
My favorite thing about Christmas is spending time with my niece and nephew. Everything is more entertaining when you have the comedy of four-year-old. EVERYTHING.
My favorite thing about Christmas is spending time with my niece and nephew. Everything is more entertaining when you have the comedy of four-year-old. EVERYTHING.
My brother, Ben, and I are in the country for the holidays. The country, in case you don’t know, is the most boring thing ever. When we complained to my mother about how bored we were she suggested we do her hair, go caroling to the neighboring cattle or read Christmas stories to one another.
Umm… no thanks.
Instead we opened a few presents. One of which was from my grandmother and contained a package of needles. I’m not really sure why, but it was fun nonetheless.
The needles resulted in all sorts of Nielson madness. Next year I’m asking for surgical tubing.
The last part of the video is by far the best–Ben always makes me laugh. His concentration in this video is remarkable, but not nearly as funny as the other.
I’m a lousy outdoorsman, or is that outdoorsgirl? Whatever it is, I’m LOUSY at it. Last night when trying to find a flashlight to take along on my Emigration Canyon adventure I realized the only flashlight I own is a Hello Kitty one that sings.
I would certainly make a worthless hippie, but I would make an excellent Japanese teenager.