Sorry I have not posted since some time around 558 B.C. I think y'all are all use to my spasmodic posting by now, but I am sorry anyway! Below are the pictures from our trip to Dallas in May, hopefully there will be more post soon to come that might bring this poor neglected blog up to date!
Visiting the E. Family!
Savannah and our one and only Lil' Wrangler Joel!
Lauren, as beautiful as ever! :)
While we were up there we introduced The E. Family to Imaginiff.
Smiling Rebecca
Rebecca and I playing imaginiff
Savannah and Lauren playing Imaginiff and Savannah taking the above pictures.
Nathan helping fold laundry
The boys playing the infernal "Babylon X-box of death" as it has been lovingly named. After hours of hearing, "all the noise, noise, noise, noise" preceding from the before mentioned contraption; Lauren and I thought it might be a good idea to found the first X-box temperance society! :)
Ladies in the kitchen.
Rebecca serving sandwiches as Lauren sets the table.
Enough food for an army was needed to feed all of us.
Sweet Rebecca
Nathan rough housing with Robert
Savannah and her Guitar
The Gents playing basketball
while the ladies inside give a sigh of relief that they temporarily don't have to talk over the X-box!
A trip to the museum
The 19th and 21st Century collide!
Styling Belles
Much to our younger sisters' horror (they did not want to be embarrassed by association) Lauren and I went all out in our costumes to go to the Texas Civil War Museum in Fort Worth.
On the way to the museum
Such darling little chipmunk cheeks!
Pretty hair
Sweet Caroline
When we reached the museum we watched a really good 30 minute video on Texas' part in the War between the States. I wish they had it on YouTube so I could post it!
Calvin and I intently staring into the contents of the glass, a bit like children at a toy shop!
Some rather old but hansom uniforms!
I was surprised how small people were back in the eighteen hundreds. Most of the uniforms looked like they were for over grown boys today!
Here we have several of Gen. J.E.B Stuart's personal belongings. Spurs, watch, and even a lock of hair his wife took.
"Jine the Cavelry!"
Caroline
The museum was just full of Uniforms, guns, sabers, and nick-nacks and curiosities of every description!
A Keppie
The personal belongings of Charles W. Marshal
Necessary Accouterments
Bugles, Drums, and Fifes, Galore!
Fascinated and interested in something
Dragoon Sabers
An interesting fact about Terrie's Texas Rangers is that unlike most Cavalry units they rarely used sabers at all. They were generally armed with short rifles, shot guns, and multiple sixshooters a piece, and they made it their habit not to let the enemy get close enough to have to use sabers in hand to hand combat.
Soldiers' Bibles
Lauren and Johanna
Rebecca and Savannah
The Stars and Bars
Savannah
Here we GRITS are standing in front of a piano that was bought by Jefferson Davis for his niece.
This dress looks like it jumped right out of one of Augusta Jane Evans' novels!
The museum had a whole room full of dresses from the late nineteenth century.
Here Savannah told Lauren and I to look glum like all the ladies in the old pictures!
That's a little better!
Here Rebecca and I are shamelessly waltzing in the museum! Lauren and I of course started it and poor Rebecca was corrupted by our influence!
"They have arms and legs enough between them, and are the silliest girls in all England"
Mr. Bennet
Out side the museum
Our southern Mansion!
All good things must come to an end, and tis time to say goodbye again.
Adios Amigas!
Till next time!
62 comments:
Love the pictures!!! : )
lots of fun!!!!
HA! You are funny Johanna!
I'm going to say rather shamelessly that I enjoyed the post - and it was all about you and me, and the others. Tee, hee, hee. There's nothing like reading about oneself and the fun one had. We are rather silly aren't we? Dancing in the museum and all. It just seemed soo natural, we couldn't help ourselves. Which is worse, a museum or an airport restroom? I'm not sure. But it sure felt more elegant in the museum, surrounded by century old ball gowns and uniforms, opposed to - well - we won't go there.
It was wonderful spending time with ya'll! I hope we can come back down in a couple months...
Love,
Lauren Ashley
Thanks for commenting everyone, glad you enjoyed the post! I will hopefully get more post done soon to update the blog to the present. :)
Wow!That is a lot to confess to on the world wide web Lauren! A little embarrassing I must say! The museum was certainly better of course, we didn't get caught for one and I need not point the other obvious reasons! (we were rather strange little girls!)
Well I much prefer this post to the one that has maintained the top spot on your blog for the last 4 months, even though It has far to little of the real interesting part of the Museum, for instance, it might have been nice if some of those flags were identified. I know one of them was carried by the 4th Texas, and another by the 1st Texas, I believe. Anyhow you could at least have put up one of those fantastic quotes from Robert E. Lee about the Texas Brigade.
Dancing is way over rated, and in an airport? Great Scot!
John Calvin
I thought everyone already knew about the airport restroom thing! Everyone that we would care if they knew anyways. Apparently not. Oh well.
(Its been a family joke for years, but then, several talkative little sisters were watching the promenade down the hall, past the stalls, into diaper changing stations, around the sinks, and under the noses of astonished airport travelers - and THEY thought Texas had finally been civilized with proper reconstructed young ladies! We're probably responsable for the rewriting of Texas tourist guides! What a thing to have on ones consciousness. There, if it was a secret its all out now, though I probably embellished it with my super powerful overly imaginative memory drive.)
Okay, I'm opening my eyes a crack to see if anyone is amused. No? Okay, I'm about done. Time to come out from beneath the orange glow of the fluorescent attention lamp Lauren Lizards like to bask under when a crazy mood hits them. Did you know if you rub a piece of yarn between my teeth I squeak? Bad Lauren, bad lizard. Stop talking, I can't stop! My alter ego is fighting, errrr, desperately! for the key-b-boar-d-d! AHHHH!
Sorry. Its me. I'm in control again. I actually have this thing to see how long I can keep a post, or comment, going, and it still be interesting. Was this interesting? On a scale of 1-10 what do yo give it? Or you can completely ignore this comment choosing to believe that someone else, someone really nutso, like, ummm, E.T., or that strange girl going by the name of "savvy girl", has hijacked my computer, stole my password, tied me hand and foot to the garbage disposal unit under the sink, and is trying to ruin my good reputation by posting this in my name!
Can you believe this is the girl who is conducting a series of posts on the great William Bradford? Poor man.
L.E.
I think I just made a record of the most comments deleted on a single post before!
Wow! What did I miss out on? It looks like world war three must have happened on your blog Johanna! I wonder what I missed.
Do you have any idea what happened? I can't imagine who would do this to you! What an inconsiderate person. Wait till I get my hands on them...
Love from devoted friend,
Lauren
"your devoted friend", I accidentally left out the 'your" part.
Wow, I hate to think that my remark about the airport triggered that! I most certainly would not want to claim responsibility in any way for that!
Who was responsible indeed! I am sure you could figure it out if you though about it long enough.
Though it was somewhat amusing to see how a usually sane person can completely lose it. They have my pity.
John Calvin
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