Showing posts with label Hannah Elise. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hannah Elise. Show all posts

Saturday, May 16, 2015

i'm a small-town kinda girl // missing my hometown

     Last weekend I was able to go home to Goldendale for a very quick and spontaneous trip to see my bestie. The weather for my drive was amazing and that made me incredibly happy, because I was able to see The Gorge in it's entirety, and soak in lovely views of my mountain and the river. I had the window down the entire way up the Maryhill Grade, and was thrilled that it was windy! I guess it would seem strange to people who didn't grow up there that I love blustery, hard, strong winds. It's always windy back home and I grew up loving it.

    
      When I finally rolled into town I couldn't keep a silly, huge grin off my face.  It was thrilling and wonderful to drive past all my memories. Places I've visited a million times, to see the truck that's been parked in that same spot for over 5 years, the three blinking-red stop lights in town...  My dad's old store, and the sign that just says, "Hey Blue Eyes, who's your daddy?" The Christian Book store and the tiny grocery store we shopped at all the time. My "favorite" coffee shop that served ah-mazing hot chocolates for only 1.50. Flying past the adorable fabric store on the highway towards Hannah's
     I still haven't driven past our farm though. I'm not sure I'll ever be able to do that without being absolutely forced.  I miss everything about it, and my horse is buried there...
    I was so happy to be back. It sounds silly, but I really just wanted to drive all over town and soak in just being there. I love the slow, happy pace of the small farming town. The people waving at each other, and no rush and bustle. No traffic, or stoplights. No people honking or flipping you off. 
     Leaving again, after barely 24 hours was oh so hard. I was close to tears, (rare for me!) and about to have an emotional breakdown. I decided to run though the drive-thru to grab something to drink on my way out, and recognized one of my best-friends truck right in front of me. So I texted "I'm currently right behind you!!" and totally surprised my freind. The text I got back read only "WHAT?!?!" :) We parked and visited for awhile, and by the time I left I was feeling much better and cheered up. ;) That is one of my favoritest things about small towns; you run into people you know everywhere. And then I drove home and it was raining...

     Reading through what I wrote above, it kind of sounds like I'm complaining and whining, but I'm not really. It's just that sometimes you don't realize how much it hurts or how much you miss something/someone/somewhere until you see it/them again, and then it washes over you in a moment until you're drowning.

     I know my hometown isn't perfect. I mean, seriously, we had/have druggies everywhere, in fact several times in the last couple years we had a ton of SWAT teams making drug raids up in the hills. There aren't very many jobs, especially for younger people... Shopping is super limited... Gas is always more expensive... you can't hang out anywhere except the grocery store past about 6 o'clock in the evening. (I'm serious. Nothing's open.) Sometimes you got stuck behind a mini cattle herd... But despite all the flaws, I'm a small-town girl who misses her farming community. Even though it hurts like crazy, it's so good to go home once in awhile. 

Friday, December 5, 2014

17 Ways to Use Your Long Scarf // Guest Post

Hello there! I'm Hannah, the fashion and lifestyle blogger behind Dance A Real. I'm an eighteen-year-old weirdo who has several different personalities depending on whom I'm with, what I'm doing, and what hairstyle I'm wearing (not kidding on that one). I've known Becca (I call her Bex :)) for the majority of my life, but it wasn't until a couple years ago when we took driver's ed together that we became very good friends. She's awesome. And letting me guest post for her is just another testament to her awesomeness :)

I thought today I'd share with you a few--well, okay, seventeen--ways you can tie or use any long scarf you have in your wardrobe. (This is formatted as a single video, though I actually shot it in seventeen different sequences, which is why you see me coming forward and going backward so many times. ;))


Which was your favorite?

Saturday, September 6, 2014

autumn is a second spring // where every leaf is a flower - albert camus



this summer went by so fast, despite that it has been the "quietest" summer I can remember. we didn't have much going on, so I read. 42 books exactly since June 1st. I decided at the beginning of the year that this would be a year of much reading, because I have the time. I don't have a job currently, or college classes claiming all my time, so I set a relatively high goal for myself of 150 books. I just finished my 104th book late last night, and am 70% done with my challenge. 





I went on a road trip with some of my favoritest people on earth, (including this AMAZING person, she's in the gorgeous blue dress. ;)) and we got to play on the beach a little, and spend a lot of time being girls. :)

my brother trapped his second American Kestrel Falcon, (he is currently an apprentice falconer.) This is Odin, and his is gorgeous, fun to watch, and also insanely adorable when he puffs all his feathers out so that he looks like a super fat little robin. Kestrels are the smallest falcons in the US, and Odin is pretty tiny. Don't let that fool you, he is still perfectly capable of hunting and holding his own. 


I'm looking forward to fall, with the beautiful colors, {hopefully} the crisp, gorgeous days, dressing in boots, sweaters and scarves, and drinking many cozy warm drinks. This fall will bring lots and lots of school, (this is my senior year,) and maybe a job, and lots more changes. I think this is the year of change for me. 


this is a super rambly post, but ya know, i'm kind of a super rambly person, so it works. :) so let's talk.. how was your summer? Any special memories or experiences? :)
xx,

Wednesday, July 9, 2014

l i s t s

*loving right now*
-cold brewed coffee
-wearing my maxi as a dress
-moby dick
-chocolate milkshakes
-sleep (it's not overrated)
-sense and sensibility
- rainymood.com and my yiruma pandora station playing at the same time.

~ ~ ~
Don't you know? Haven't you heard? Don't you understand the foundations of the earth?
God is enthroned above the earth, and those who live on it are like grasshoppers. 
He stretches out the sky like a canopy
and spreads it out like a tent to live in.
He makes rulers unimportant,
and makes earthly judges worth nothing.
Have have hardly been planted,

They have hardly been sown.

They have hardly taken root in the ground

Then he blows on them and they wither 
and a windstorm sweeps them away like straw.
"To whom, then, can you compare me? Who is my qual?" asks the Holy One
Look at the sky and see.
Who created these things?
Who brings out the stars one by one?
He calls them all by name.
Because of the greatness of his might and the strength of his power, 
not one of them is missing...
Don't you know? Haven't you heard? 
The eternal God, the Lord, the Creator of the ends of the earth,
does not grow tired or become weary.
His understanding is beyond reach.
He gives strength to those who are weak.
Even young people grow tired and become weary,
and young men will stumble and fall.
Yet the strength of those who wait with hope in the Lord will be renewed.
They will soar on wings like eagles
they will run and won't become weary
they will walk and won't grow tired.
Isaiah 40:21-26, 28-31

~ ~ ~

favorite quotes right now:

if the shoe fits... buy it in every color.
Unknown

If you live to be one hundred, I hope I live to be a hundred minus one day so I don't have to live without you.
Winne the Pooh

Adventure is OUT THERE!
Up.

Distance means so little when someone means so much.
Unknown
~ ~ ~
to do:
* finish the laundry
* 3 lessons of algebra
* clean my room... again.
* clean the girls bathroom
* get this post finished and up
* straighten my hair and apply make-up so I look presentable when my brother arrives later tonight. :)
*  finish the email that's been sitting in my drafts for days.
* SMILE MORE!!

/ / / \ \ \

     i.my brother is coming to visit tonight, and I'm excited. I haven't seen him in three months, and although this trip will be super short, it will be wonderful!! :)
ii. I've started making bouquets out of the various flowers and weeds around our yard. Some of them turn out better than others, but they are all colorful and brighten up our dining room table.
iii. it's been hot. i'm a cool weather girl, so it's been interesting trying to survive. lots of iced tea and iced coffee! and ice-cubes and ice-cubes in lemonade. and ice. :)
iv. this girl is one of my favorite peoples. so go check her out. she's pretty amazing.

xx,

Monday, May 13, 2013

in which I ramble for hours about my favorite books





Please be warned before starting to read this post:

This is a subject I can fully expound on, and I have, so please be warned before reading this, I wrote on and on and on, and this is crazy long. So please be sure to have enough time and a cup of tea/coffee handy, because you will need it. :P Or, your other option is to skim through some of them and find the titles that interest you. Personally, I would opt for the last option. ;)

Recently, a lovely sweet amazing girl (aka Hannah Elise,) who also happens to be one of my very favoritest people on earth, requested that I do a post on my top ten favorite books. Thank you so much Hannah for forcing me to make one of the hardest decisions of my life. It was awful. Trying to pick a favorite book, I have heard, is almost like picking a favorite child. So, favorite ten books, is like picking your favorite ten children in the world… Devastating, because it’s almost certain that you’ll leave out one of the best.  Ahem… anyway… :) (No, actually, she knew I was having huge inspiration leakage in my brain right now, and I wasn’t coming up with anything creative to post about, so she was trying to help. ;)  So without much more ado, I present a long post about books. Because I’m a bookworm and a writer. Welcome to my world. Enter only if you are willing to get lost in worlds that don’t really exist, and fall in love with fictional characters. You must also be willing to have your heart broken many times, and learn to return to your own world on occasion for necessary things like eating and sleeping and the occasionally housework.. Welcome to the world of Words and Manuscripts. Enjoy your stay, my friend.

     Ahh, books. They become friends when yours are all busy with growing up and life in general, comforting when you’re sad, calming when you’re angry, real when you need an escape, painkillers when you just want to scream. Everything about a book is special, mesmerizing and captivating; from the particular smell that always accompanies opening a book, to the way the pages sound as you turn them. Books are beautiful. (Unless it’s Twilight or some other disgusting story that someone with a very sick mind thought up. Then it doesn’t deserve the title of Book. My very humblest apologies to those of you reading this who actually likes those and other books like them. I am extremely blunt about my opinions when it comes to stupid things, especially movies and books. If someone is going to go to all the trouble of writing a book, editing and publishing it, I believe that it should be worth reading. Not worthless trash. There’s my opinion. I rest my case. J )


     I have no idea how many hundreds and hundreds of books I have read over the last ten or so years since my mama taught me to read. I do know that I have always burned through books at a ridiculous rate, and that sometimes, my parents took away reading for punishment, because that’s what hurt the most.
     I started this year by making a 103 in 2013 list, and one of the things on the list was to keep a list of every single book I read during 2013. haha hahahahaha. Sorry. It’s just that, me even thinking that would be possible is funny.  It was impossible, and I knew that when I wrote it on the list, but I was dreaming big. Really big.  WAY TO BIG. J  Besides, if my mom were to know that I read 500 books or something in 2013, I think she might faint. And that would probably not be a good thing. So, I shall not keep a reading list of all the books I have read this year.
     Instead, I love to buy my favorites, so that I can go back and reread and reread the books that deserve my affection.
    
     So… I hate that word. I tend to use it all the time to move on to a new topic, and every time I use it, it drives me insane. I need to sit down and actually figure out a better way to move on, so that I don’t have to use so anymore… J
Behold, I present, in no particular order, and completely unable to say which is best, my list of 10 favorite books. Hannah, you must understand how grueling and complicated this assignment has been. Be warned, I am going to try to think of something equally hard for you. *evil laugh*

10. Little Women.- Louisa May Alcott
     Just where does one start with this master piece? How does one go about summarizing in a few sentences or paragraphs one of the most amazing works of literature of all time, not to mention one of the best loved books as well. Louisa May Alcott must have been a very interesting woman, and I would have dearly loved to meet her and her family. I wonder what the real Meg, Jo, Beth and Amy were like. Jo is such a real character, one you can identify with and I suppose that is why people love her so much. She has problems, faults, and she does the most ridiculous things, but through it all, she doesn’t lose sight of herself, who she really is. She is always doing most unexpected things, saying something awful (Christopher Columbus!!), and writing about things she has no idea about. And she never seems to be able to grow up at all. And then she had to go and turn down Laurie and marry the Professor. Honestly, that breaks my heart every time I read the story, even though I know I should love him. I just have issues with young girls marrying old guys, you know? It always creeps me out. But other than that, this books simply delicious, and I cannot tell you how many times I have read it. All the way through, and bits and pieces here and there when I am in the mood for something in particular. Jo is truly one of my bestest friends. And Laurie. Let’s just say that I will never get over Laurie, not if I live until I’m 102. J



9. They Love To Laugh – Katherine Worth
     This book has always been one of my favorites, and my mom’s too. I think she reads it once a year, (or so.J) and I read it typically twice, and then read my favorite parts all the time. It’s a simple book, not at all like Dickens, or Dumas’s work, but the sweetness of the story pulls you into itself, and you find yourself emotionally attached to the sixteen-year-old orphan and the sweet Quaker doctor and his family who takes her in as a daughter. You find your heart breaking into pieces when Martitia believes her love is lost on a man who could never love her, and finds herself the cause of Doctor David’s financial problems, although he would never dream of telling her that. And then on top of it all, oldest brother, Jonathan, is in love with the perfect, (but big nosed) Quaker in the closest bigger city. The woman who can do everything and never seems to make a mistake. And, to top it off, she can talk politics with the best of them. You find yourself chuckling at the Feast of the Dog, and the boys who never seem to cease to tease her.    
     This book is sweet, simple and captivating.


8. October Baby – Eric Wilson
     This is a recent favorite book. I watched the movie first, and when I found out that there was a book out as well, I knew it would be fantastic. Everything about the book is amazing, and honestly, if you’ve watched the movie and like it, read the book. There is so much more there. They explain the back-story more, and there’s more emotion, (if that’s possible. The movie is pretty emotional! J), and it is very well written. I don’t read many modern books, because it is just really hard to find good, clean, well written books that aren’t corny, (excuse the ridiculous word, please!), and are worth reading. Most modern writers are writing junk, because that’s what people are willing to spend time reading, and their books fall into the Twilight section. (See paragraph two of this article, line ___. J)
     Everything about Hannah is down to earth and real. She’s hurting, angry, confused and stubborn. And in love. And one of the things I love most about this book, that in the end, she finds herself; the real person she is and is supposed to be. She realizes that life is beautiful, even through all the pain and confusion. And she learns to let go. That’s what I love about October Baby. That and Jason + Truman. They’re both pretty cool, peeps.

7. Jane Eyre – Charlotte Brontë
     Jane. Sweet, honest, innocent Jane. And hurting, forceful, broken-hearted Mr. Rochester. They’re the perfect couple, once you get to know them (and the lunatic wife dies of course.). My mom doesn’t like this book, because she says it’s creepy, but I haven’t ever noticed the creepiness. (Let me know your opinion on that subject, yes?) I love when writers allow you to feel the pain, and confusion and heartache along with the character. Because that means that they are a wonderful writer, gifted and excellent at what they do. (A Side Note: I have had some disappointments with Charlotte and some of her other books. I don’t think she wrote as well with some of her stories, and she was a little predictable as well, but still excellent with some of her work.) Jane is just the sort of person I fancy I am. An introvert, not breathtaking gorgeous (haha), a bookworm, simple, and capable of loving deeply. J Yes, Jane and I get along just lovely.


6. Christy – Catherine Marshall.
     Christy. You want to know why I love this book so much? Because it’s so beautiful, I suppose. No, not the cover or pages, my copy is plain, and red (which is a color I don’t particularly love.) And the font is boring, and there aren’t any pictures or decorations at all. But it’s beautiful. The people, all of them, are beautiful and so raw. Fairlight Spencer, who delights in running off to the woods and finding the beautiful simple things, leaving dishes and laundry behind, because they just aren’t as important as the beauty that waits to be discovered. Dr. Neil McNeil. *Swoon*. The man who was sent to Scotland to follow his dream of Medicine, yet came back to help his backwoods people. The man who is complicated, blunt, and angry at God for taking his wife and child away, yet works tirelessly on the things he set out to do. Alice Henderson. The woman who has a right to hate, yet learned to forgive, and works tirelessly to bring help to the stubborn people who need it most, even the guilty. Christy Huddleston. The girl who gave up being a pampered rich girl in Ashville to teach school, at the age of nineteen, in a one room schoolhouse, with 69 students of all grades. The girl who begins to understand what it means to help people. The girl who is confused, and naive, and holds Alice on a pedestal. 
     Yes, this book is beautiful. And so thought provoking.
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5. The Harvester – Gene Stratton Porter
     Let me just state right here up front, that this book is breathtaking. And the way romance stories should be, not rubbish like Twilight and Nora Robertson books. (Refer to Paragraph 2 line ___ J) You have a man, David, who is a herbalist, a man who earns his living by gathering herbs and roots in the woods and dries them, and then sells them to druggist all over the country. (Pharmacists. Not druggies. J) This is his living, instead of normal things like accounting or farming, because he loves being able to help heal people. One night he has a dream. A girl, tall, with dark hair and amazing expressive eyes, comes to him, and gives him a kiss. Not your stupid average peck of a kiss, mind you, but a real, take your breath away sweet kiss. David, or Harvester, as he is called, realizes he must find her. Just a little while later, he sees her. But she is thin and sick looking. He loses her, and is unable to find out who she is and where she lives, but he starts to remodel his home, making it beautiful and fit for a bride. He spends extra time on her bedroom, making it the most beautiful thing you can imagine. He orders clothes and everything a girl could ever dream of, (now that he has seen her and knows approximately how tall and wide she is. :). He eventually found her, but she is scared, she can’t understand why this man would help her. Besides, her aunt is dying because she no longer has the will to live, and her uncle is angry and abusive. Harvester begins to help her, slowly and gently, making sure he doesn’t scare the 24-year-old girl.  Then her aunt dies, and she is left with an abusive Uncle, with no one to turn to, and very sick. David wants to help her, and having no other option, he asks her to wed him, explaining that he would have waited and courted her properly if there was any other way to keep her safe, but the wasn’t. He then explains that he will give her one year to fall in love with him, after marrying her, basically having her as an honored guest in his home. And if after that time she still does not love him, he will release her from her vows. Ruth agrees, having no other option to turn too. She is too sick to try to live on her own.
     I shant tell you any more of the story, because it really is too precious to sum up. But I will tell you that your heart will break, but that is what is wonderful about books, really.
     I just love this book. The raw emotions and sweetness.

4. The Count of Monte Cristo. Alexander Dumas.
     I shall not go into all the details of this story, because it is 1,200+ pager, but I will tell you that if you ever want a very interesting revenge story with the cleverest plot changes and characters, than this book must be read!! I must say that I have only read it once. But because of its length, I am sure you will forgive me for adding it to my top favorites list. J It is strange, I’ll admit that, and perhaps the revenge is not exactly Christian-like or proper, but honestly who can blame Edmond, really. Who can be angry with him for the hate that fills his heart? No one can truly judge him, after all that he suffered.
     Please put this wonderful work on your reading list and enjoy it immensely. And get yourself lost in the world of Edmond, ‘kay?


3. Shepherd of the Hills – Harold Bell Wright.
     There’s actually a movie of this, and guess who stars as Young Matt? John Wayne. I have yet to see it, but I think John would fill the part perfectly of the Young Giant. Young Matt is huge and strong and caring, and he loves Sammy, the beautiful, extraordinary, tall woman. Just tall enough for Matt. Or, that’s what he thinks until Ollie Stewart (the slimy little city boy) comes along. ;) He isn’t worthy to touch the ground Sammy walks on, and Young Matt knows that, but for some reason she is engaged to the guy. But a shepherd, a very, very strange shepherd, makes his way into everybody’s lives, changing the way they think about things, and Sammy becomes his pupil… And I’m not going to say that everything turns out all right in the end. Because we have an entire gang of creepy guys, and two dads that don’t make it and leave their kids behind, and one of those children doesn’t live until the end of the book. But despite the sadness, this book is priceless. The story is stirring and rich.  They may be backwoods, but they are profound and full of love. This story truly is a masterpiece. I highly recommend all books by Harold Bell Wright. Shepherd of the Hills has a sequel, The Calling Of Dan Matthews, which I highly recommend as well, although not quite as highly as this book. My copy is 105 years old, and falling apart, but I will never get rid of it. It will be one I pass on to my kids. J


2. Emma- Jane Austen
     Again, where does one start with a book like this one? Emma is probably my favorite of Austen’s characters, out of the books I have read so far, because she is so very obviously flawed. She makes some terrible mistakes, but Knightly sticks with her through it all, coaching and scolding her the whole time. But through the book, Emma begins to see that her decisions bring problems, and her meddling hurts people. And she stops, because she changes. I really appreciate that Jane didn’t make Emma perfect in every way, and then get the amazing guy because she’s so perfect. Emma was wrong, and she realized it and she changed her behavior, which is more than I can say for other ones of Jane Austen’s characters. (Northanger Abby. *hint hint* ;)
     So I love Emma and I adore Knightly. Because he is so sweet and wonderful. And I don’t even mind the fact that he is quite a bit older than her even a little bit!!!


and 1. Little Dorrit- Charles Dickens
     Amy Dorrit is the perfect heroin. She is sweet, selfless, and sweet. And Arthur is another man whose difference in age with Amy I don’t mind a bit. He is to amazing. And I haven’t read the book in a while, or else I would really expound upon it, and unfortunately I don’t own it at this time. (Hopefully that shall be remedied soon!! J) But I love that her sweetness doesn’t change while she was in the prison taking care of her father, or when they finally had money and went to Europe and were rich people again. I also really love the different characters that Dickens uses to tie the story together. It gets sort of crazy when he introduces the three hundredth character that pertains in the end, (that may be a little exaggeration. ;) and when you get to the end of the book you understand everything perfectly and every single character makes sense and the book wouldn’t finish right if they hadn’t been there. Dickens was a very clever writer, very, very clever.


And so there you go, Hannah. J I must admit that this was exhausting and difficult and only took me over three hours, but I think it was worth it, because it helped me put down on paper (internet…whatever)  why I love books so much, and why I love certain books so much. So, (there’s that awful word again!) CONGRATULATIONS to anyone who actually made it all the way through. There should be a prize. J

     Now that I have rambled and rambled for hours about my favorite books, I am extremely curious what books my readers love and their reasons behind those books. I would love to read your comments about favorite authors and books. And you certainly don’t have to get quite into as many details as I did. I just couldn't help myself, you know?

     And while you’re commenting, does anybody have any modern authors to recommend, who are very clean, yet write well? I get burnt out reading the classics all the time, but have a lot of trouble finding any modern authors who are still clean. (I.E. people who talk in plain English all the time, and don’t go into as many details as Charles Dickens.J)

Okay, have a perfectly lovely day, my dears!!
xx,\