So, I know that I just got back from a trip and that my last several posts were long rambling descriptions of that trip ( Read more... )

So, my parents got me a ceiling fan.

There's more to it than that, of course. It's really their ceiling fan because it's their house, but it's in my room, and they got it because I have a lot of trouble sleeping during the summer. When I'm relaxed, I generate a lot of body heat, which means that I get too hot really quickly at night. When I'm too ( Read more... )

It's Christmas Day! Happy Christmas ( Read more... )

Well, today was a mix of good and bad--we lost our Irish Wolfhound, Duncan (who had been sick for a while and today took a turn for the worst) and the house just isn't the same without him. But we know that he had a long (very long, for a wolfhound--almost ten years, so well over the average lifespan of six) and very good life, and was deeply ( Read more... )

This was the vow that my big brother spoke to his bride ( Read more... )

So, you may have noticed that my big brother got married recently. It was wonderful. It was a beautiful wedding--small (around fifty people, I think), but lovely. There were board games and Rock Band and a lot of people who truly love Brad and Cecilia. Cecilia looked amazing. Brad's hat had the ticket stub from their first date (Zombieland) ( Read more... )

Me: Travis, do you sit at home while I'm at work and come up with weird things to say and think 'maybe Charis will tweet this! and I will be famous on the internet ( Read more... )

Travis: Charis, it is just not worth it to wait out here to scare you when you come out of the bathroom.

Me (from inside the bathroom): No it isn't, and do you know why?

Travis: Because you take so long in there that I'll die of old age before you come out?

Me: Also because I will stab youTravis: Uh-huh, but you don't have a knife ( Read more... )

The things people say in this house:

Travis: That's not much blood for being cut in half.
Mom: If someone were cut in half there'd be a lot of blood.
Travis: Yeah, about a gallon.
Me: How do you know how much blood there would be?Mom: Because he's a smart boy ( Read more... )

So, Mel is all moved into her dorm room--I went to help set up, and despite the fact that it smells like a dorm (augh college flashback help!) it's really nice. It's big! There is and insane amount of storage! It makes my freshman dorm look like a poorly designed shoebox (which it was--a horrible cinder-block shoebox). So that's fine and dandy ( Read more... )