New Look!

 Yep! I got a new do! Much shorter layers and a little more volume. It'll look better in the morning when I shower and style it the way I like, though. :) I LOVE the layers! I think it makes me look older, especially from a profile view:

...Life Is Good

Always Fighting,
-Han

Is It Just Me.....

...or does that dog look a lot like Pooh-Bear? =D
Well....dad decided on a name. *Sniff*....Dillon. 
Oh well. Thus it was written, thus it was done. I shall have my vengeance and name the next animal that comes our way...>:D

We've been doing some HUGE cleaning today! I woke up this morning and randomly went, "Mom, let's make this a cleaning day!"
Hopefully some friends of ours will be coming up in July to stay a few days - and I did NOT want those devilish little dust-bunnies that hide under our furniture to sneak out at night and strangle them! When I say cleaning, I mean cleaning. Vacuuming the base-boards cleaning. Dusting the doors and fans cleaning. Washing every window cleaning. Scrubbing the kitchen floor on hands and knees cleaning. Straightening both decks and yard cleaning! And, as I type, mom's in the shower on her hands and knees defeating the dreaded Lord of Soap Scum!
....Needless to say, I'm tired. But, it's been nice cleaning. I like cleaning. It's...a hobby. =)

Oh well. Now I must go and tackle the Dirty Dish Duke that is waging a never ending battle in the kitchen. Then mom shall duel the Sticky Floor Master with her faithful weapon, the mop and rag.

Tootle-pip!
Always Fighting (the dirt, dust and drudge)
-Han

Crazy Dog

Well....we've done it again. Another member has been added to our ever-growing population of over-fed, luxury lived animals.

This time, he comes from the animal shelter. He's a Great Pyrenees mix, smaller than Marshall, and is lame in his front right leg. Apparently, before he arrived at the shelter, he had been shot in the leg; it doesn't hurt him, but he just won't use it.
But BOY can that dog run! He takes off like a bullet! He's two years old and very hyper.

 Mom and I had gone to look at him a week or so ago, and really liked him. We tried talking dad into it, and at first he said no, but then yesterday, he, Nathan and I went to look at him. Needless to say....we bought him. :) He's so cute! We're still trying to pick a name for him. THEY want to name him Dillon....o.0
I don't like it....
Anything but DILLON!!! 
Here's the rest of the list that they could choose from....

Vick
Dex
Ace
Dartanian (Dart for short)
Stunt
Buck (Rebekah's favorite)
Kirk

Personally, I like Vick and Ace. It just....suits him. =)
Oh well....we'll see what happens. They want to name him Dillon because we already have a Marshall, and the reason being from an old Western TV series called "Gunsmoke", where the marshal's name was....Marshal Dillon. :P
I'd rather name him something with a ring to it!

Anyway, enjoy the pictures!

Always Fighting,
-Han

Friends

Romans 8:28

"And we know that God causes all things to work together for good to those who love God, to those who are called according to His purpose."

...all things

A Little Bit of This and a Little Bit of That....

My Big Boy is growing up....
He's now eating grain - LOTS, of grain. ^.^
The weaning is going well; I think he's getting used to being separated from Belle, bless his heart. (It's sad to watch your little boy grow up, you know!)

Anyway. I can now play several songs in my piano book - in TWO lessons! My teacher is very surprised at how fast I learn, not to brag, and he said that his other students learn about one song a lesson...I learned six. I'm not trying to brag, here...I just thought that it's totally amazing how God gave me the gift to play by ear AND learn so fast! I'm already half way through the book in two lessons! =D =D =D

It's cold and gray outside right now; the wind is blowing. My hands are freezing. I wish for spring, spring SPRING! 0.0 Winter drags on and on and drags you with it! Oh dear.....

Also, guess what? Tomorrow will have been ONE YEAR since my surgery! I can't believe it! Already?! The clock goes on as ever....
God was so good to me through that. I wasn't scared. (In fact, do you want to know what I was thinking? "Oh, this'll be great experience for my writing skills! I can now accurately put my character through surgery! YES!") No joke. That's what I was thinking! Kind of crazy, I'll admit - but that's what I am, after all. :)
Now I'm healthy and, as always, kickin'. =D 

The verse we're learning for memorization now is John 15:7:
"If you abide in Me, and My word abides in you, ask whatever you wish, and it will be done for you."
A very good verse to reflect on. Does God's word abide in me? Do I abide in Him?

Anyway....I guess I'll leave now. If you'll notice all of the posts under the label "Randomness"...You can see I can't think of a theme. -.- I'm sorry about that. I'll try to, soon!

Always Fighting,
-Han

All the Pretty Little Ponies

I had posted this video up here a while back, and just had to post it again!
Horses. Are. Amazing....

Farm Life

Well....it's time to wean Max. Here we go, setting off on a new adventure.
It started with Belle having a swollen ankle this morning, oddly enough, and we had our farrier come over to look at her. She needs to be separated from the other for a few days so that Silkie won't boss her around. Then he said that it was time to wean Max, and this was the perfect time to do so. We're keeping Belle in the barn most of the day, not in the stall, but so that she can have quiet and walk around, while Max and Silkie stay outside. Then we switch them off, and at night, they all stay in their own stalls, including Max. It can take from two weeks to a month. It depends. So...Max goes through another stage of life. No more milk. =) He's standing outside the barn door with Silkie neighing at Belle, but I think that mare's happy to have him off of her for a while.

        I'll be working with Big Boy a lot more. Yeah - I'll probably get kicked and hurt..............but what's farm life about?
        I'll also be selling eggs! My chicks are laying 11+ a day! So that'll be my business, and Nathan's will be honey bees. We're going to get them in the Spring. Lots of honey bees! *can already see Pooh Bear wooing them to sleep - "Honey bee, Honey bee, honey bee in, the tree; rest now, your honey, is safe, tonight....."* =D I'm looking forward to it, I suppose. The buzzing....the stings....ouch. -.0
Oh well.


Last night I was sitting in the den, sketch pad in hand, pencil in the other, tapping paper. I didn't know what to draw. I just started sketching. Anything at all. It turned into this!

I really like this - though I have no idea what it's supposed to be! A wounded guy, for sure, seeing the red, but other than that, I've no idea! I love the "swooning" posture. It turned out so neat! I just.....like it. =)

Anyway. I guess I'll skip off and do something else.
Wish me well with my Big Boy!


Always Fighting,
-Han

This curious Little Lady was wandering over my desk last night - I had to get a picture of her!

This Says it All.....

In the Blink of an Eye

The soft aroma of coffee still hangs in the air - the fog's breath is frozen outside my window; over the radio strings of Classical music while the rain "pit-pat" against the door.  Cold damp air filters in, the lead gets short in my pencil.
Once again I glance outside, mind wandering out to anything except the math on my table. I thunk my head against the desk once again, mind wandering, spinning, wishing. Thoughts go 'round, 'round, 'round, never stopping. Again I remember how much I hate math. Again I wish for Spring. Again, again.
My mood is stressed with a bit too much drama spiced all throughout it. The "woe is me" type. I look back in the mirror above my desk, chewing on my pencil. I see, "Yeah.......I'm me". Sighing, putting pencil to math problem, I continue.

Last night, I was crying. A lot of things built up suddenly spilled out in the form of tears. At 9:00 at night, I was washing dishes, scrubbing, scrubbing away, watching my reflection in the dark window. Everyone else was asleep. I was praying, asking God why as more tears slipped. Suddenly, I got a sign. The power went out. Only for a split second. But, it was enough. First, light all around me, then........nothing. Black. Darkness. I realized then what it must be like to not have God, even for only a split second. Even when there's a storm raging in my life, it's not dark, even when we think it is. How horrible, horrible it must be for a non-Christian to go through a depressing time in their lives, and not have God. Even when we think it's bad, it's not, because God's there. Always. There was no apparent reason for the power going out so quick last night; the weather was fine. But it did..........and it did because God wanted to say, "Quit having a pity-party - you have Me, and this is what it would be like without Me." *blink*
That was what He said, and the message got across.
When God wants to say something, He will!




Always Fighting,
-Han