I'm back with style.

So I recently took a break from the whole blogging experience, but I have found inspiration! I just downloaded all of my pictures from Christmas. I know it is february! I just havent gotten around to it ok! Well in these pictures were "model" shots of my bros. I can not help but post them on the internet because 1) it shows how precious these boys are 2) this happens all the time at my house  3) I posted one of these on facebook and tagged my brother and he deleted it and then sent me a text "i dont want babes to see that". So as an older sister I must post these future models pictures because when they become famous I will be thanked for taking their first candid photos! Enjoy

This is really just precious. I title this one Love.

I don't really know what his eyes are telling me, but I am scared!

"Oh, why hey ladies"

Personal Favorite: Sexy Can I?

"I am smart"

"Looks and brains. I know people want to be me"

I love him

Ladies get em' while you can. They are models and cook!

I just chill out but in an intense way. *cue dramatic eyes*

*dramatic eyes*

I really don't know what he is trying to advertise in this picture, but I am thinking that he wants the ladies to see is beautiful eyes. 

Woah woah woah these are normal boys. Sometimes they like to lay on the couch..... and look good

These are beautiful people. I am glad I have attractive brothers. I also don't understand why they wouldn't want these pictures posted. I mean ladies who would say no to these young men? 

WARNING: THEY ARE SINGLE. CATCH THEM WHILE YOU CAN!

Gateway to Computer Hell

Gateway computers suck! I am not even kidding. I have never felt so blessed to own a Mac. I pretty much am in love with Steve Jobs right now.

Why all this hate you wonder? Oh well, after spending a morning at church and at lunch ( this is a hilarious and very deserving post that is coming soon, but this computer problem is horrible). My grandma's computer was not working after she shut it down, and was mad at me because she thought that my ethernet cord somehow had to do with the demise of her computer. So for hours and hours (this is not an exaggeration) I tried to fix this stupid gateway computer. Gateway sucks - You can not call a technical support without buying it, and you the only option for help after the 2 year warranty is to talk to someone in India over a chat in which the merely foreword the same thing you looked at on the website. It was no help at all and very disappointing.

                                                              "Problem of the Day"

So I am pretty sure it was a harddrive problem or something. My grandma the whole time was telling me that she does this all the time and it never does this. Then she goes on to tell me that her computer is brand new and top of the line  therefore it should not be breaking (she got this computer 3 years ago). So after hours and hours I gave up.

Then my grandma goes to turn it on and it starts to freaking work. Yes, we had to reload all of windows and all her programs were erased and her computer is now running on bios and not the harddrive, but she got it to work. HOW DID THIS HAPPEN? I HAD DONE THE EXACT SAME THINGS FOR HOURS AND HOURS AND THEN IT FINALLY WORKS!

All I know is that it is 2:20 am and I am just going to bed because once we got the computer going we couldn't get the computer to pick up wifi.  Once we plugged my ethernet cord so we could get internet We looked on HSN for a half-hour. Now I am trying to relax from this crazy day.

The bright-side of this day is....
1. I do have a hilarious story that will be told soon.
2. I learned blackzebra is the best password ever.
3. I have realized my love affair with Eduardo

                                         This is Eduardo. I love him. I am thankful for him.

Text From Last Night

From Mom, 12:18 am
"just finished watching a movie. let the dogs out. bubb is rolling in the snow. batter runs out in the snow and ran around the yard in the snow in his boxers. how old his he again"

1. I always appreciate that my mom's text messages are like morse code.
2. Why do my brothers like to just be in their boxers all the time?

Football Tickets Always Gets the Boys Talking

Drum Roll Please....
So this is officially my first post ever! I know crazy right? I have been wanting to start a blog for sometime but could not think of a topic that was truthfully worth my effort- this stuff kinda takes planning.

So this is how it all happened....
I was talking to my mother on the phone, which is an everyday occurrence,  ever since I left for college I am pretty sure she has testosterone overload because of my dad and two handsome brothers ( a woman can only endure a certain amount of UFC and conversation about chest hair and stuff, so in a way I feel bad to have left her in man-cave). But she suggested we write a book about our family after this long conversation...dont worry the story will be told (hint: it has to do with the title of this post). So then the brilliant idea popped into my head and i figured "THAT IS WHAT MY BLOG CAN BE ABOUT!" ( I was seriously that excited).

So this is my new blog about all the abnormal and weird things that happen in my family and my life in general. There are some rules (thanks to my mom, it is like I am living back in the house with a curfew and let me tell you it sucks, but I will respect her rules because I am obedient...) So the rules are that I don't mention my dad or brothers real names and I won't make my family look too crazy. These will be pretty easy, except the crazy part.

So my brothers have nicknames and I am going to call my dad, dad. My mom, mom. My brother who is 16 and is 2 years younger than me is going to be Batter (he got this nickname when he played t-ball and that is just too cute to pass up a name like that). My brother who is 14 and 4 years younger than me is going to be Gumby (this name came from a day this summer when he literally looked like Gumby because he was wearing all green. He for real is really skinny and looked like Gumby- it is the best nickname for him ever. ps. that is what he is under in my phone too)

Oh and....
shhhhhh...my mom is the only one in my family who knows about this so keep it a secret.

Football Tickets Always Gets the Boys Talking

I go to my grandma's house in 3 days and in one week I am going to see my family for the first time since August. I am pretty excited. I thought it would be really awesome to get tickets to the Border Showdown ( which if you dont know it is a football game against University of Missouri and University of Kansas). I got enough tickets for everyone in the family, but I had to wake up at 4 o'clock in the morning to get these tickets.

I waited and waited in the frigid temperatures until 7 o'clock when I then held in my hand 6 tickets for the 11th and 12th row. Awesome I know.

I call my mom at approximately 7:30 am and she goes "yaaaaaay I am so excited, 'dad' it is 12th row, did you hear me? 12th row. It is Hannah she got 12th row. yaaaaay i am so excited.bye" (Do you ever talk to someone on the phone like that? Half the time they are talking to someone else and your just chilling on the other end of the line, yeah it is rough.)

I then text my brothers, both of them.

Another drum roll please...
Batter texted me back! woah this never,ever, ever happens.....and it gets way better it was more than a "yea"! Ok this was for real a shocker. Batter is the kind of texter who seriously you will send a novel text message to and then he responds with a "yea". So this response was kinda a big deal. It might even go down as the longest conversation we have had since August.

Are you longing to know what this text message said....
"ill wear yellow  those are sweet seats to" 
ladies and gentleman we have beaten a record. This is amazing!

Gumby did not respond :*(

After taking a 2 hour nap that was practically heaven on earth,  I went to the bookstore to get my parents...get excited...matching t-shirts for the game! I feel like the best perk of a daughter going to a large university is the amazingly dorky matching mom/dad t-shirts. I cant wait to see them in pictures with these on. I love it for real!

So I called my dad about what size he needed and he told me but then out of no where he started having this conversation about grades, how I am doing, classes, ect.

This is my fathers parenting skill- wait until the last minute than parent all at once.  It is like when he dropped me off for college and had the drug, sex, alcohol, and miscellaneous talk all in one night. I dont really understand the concept of this but whatever works. So he is going on an all about school and my grades and all I can think in my head is "this would have been a really good talk like a month ago" but hey at least he is trying. Sometimes he just likes to save it all til the end and I am sure the football tickets really got him thinking about my academic excellence here at Mizzou....

I love my family and especially the boys in my family. I although don't miss the fake wrestling ring in the basement, gaming lingo, or their views on certain subjects, I can honestly say I am ready to see them.

I just hope they talk more in person than via text or the phone....