Reader, this is Maryah. She says hello. "Hello!"
Here is where I would usually give a description of her, but that's not necessary because she's in my picture. If you don't know who's me and who's her, then I'm sorry, but I don't know you...meaning, you won't understand what I'm about to say next.
Here is where I would usually give a description of Maryah's [amazing] personality. But that's not necessary either, because: if you know me, you know her.
And that's my Maryah! Get used to her, because I will most likely mention her very, very much, as she's a very, very big and important part of my life. Not that she herself is big (HA, nooooo), she just occupies a very big part of my heart and life. So, now that we've been properly introduced, I shall proceed. Back to
I woke up at 6:20am because I was going to prayer meeting with my Mom. I love waking up early, by the way. By about 8:10am, I was sipping a creamsicle roobois tea with Maryah, standing outside of Heavenly Cup trying to let the warmth of the sun make up for the chilly wind. We actually didn't stay outside very long, because once our tea was finished, we started being silly with the empty cup and decided that it was too cold and we needed to throw away the cup. Poor thing...may it rest in peace.
We ended up sitting in a comfy armchair together (Heavenly Cup has quite a few of the comforts of home), reading many different parts of the Bible, from Job to Romans then Psalms to Samuel, while trying not to let a super adorable little boy and a rather noisy lady next to us be too much of a distraction. Presently, prayer meeting was over and my Mom was ready to leave with Maryah and me. We went to Wegmans for lunch--and a fantastic lunch it was, too--and then headed to the Rawleigh's house where we were to surprise a friend with a baby shower. Perhaps the best part of that great shower was playing with the many balloons with two sweet, little girls, trying to keep all ten of them in the air at once, and jumping over them all together, holding hands. Fun times. =)
Target was next (who doesn't like Target?), and there we splurged all our money on studded high heels and makeup. ACTUALLY, we walked around pretending to be shopping for sundresses. Which was way more fun. Even though we didn't buy them. But that's okay.
Once home, we fed my rabbits and Maryah held TobinButtons (my Netherland Dwarf and her favorite of the seven) for the first time. Then we went down to the creek. That was lots of fun, but then again, what isn't when I'm with Maryah??? We took pictures, carried Dulcie (my dog) over a few deep ditches, and considered making a very daring jump across the turbulent waters.
Yeahhh, we didn't do that. We deemed it unwise considering the fact that we were not being chased by a slave hunters and were not, in fact, in any danger of having our child being sold to said slave hunter, so were unlikely to have that special power and energy that is lent to only the most desperate. (I'm reading Uncle Tom's Cabin. Just so ya know.)
Bzzzzzzz. Bzzzzzzz. Our cell phone rang--it was Kirk, my little brother, calling us in to dinner. Yayyyyyy, we were hungry. (Hey, my dog is heavy--it was a workout!)
We had dinner--it was just as fantastic as lunch, in case you were wondering--and then did the dishes, and ate strawberries and pecans in melted chocolate, which, sadly, was not dark. Ah well. We ate plenty of carobs to make up for that.
And here we are! Tomorrow is Sunday, for those of you who don't know the days of the week, and we have to scurry now because there are more dishes to load up in the dishwasher. And, all the carobs are gone. Which means, we have to get up and do something to get our minds off of that sad fact...*Holly and Maryah peer sadly into the tiny carob container that now contains only teensy little crumbs*
On that happy note, we shall say adieu.
ADIEU!!!!!!!
~Holly and Maryah
