oh death, where is thy sting?
oh grave, where is thy victory?

you are all in my prayers.

i’m here in williamsburg.

so i like to do things a little backwards. we played two rounds — the first with blue cards (easy) and the second with red (hard).

i got my team 1 point with the blue cards and then 10 with the red.

if only i had gotten “bat!”

: )

Thanksgiving Day is drawing to a close and the Christmas season is now upon us. it feels like christmas around here — all day i had the tune, “White Christmas” running through my head because of the beatiful and graceful snowflakes that were coming down and decorating the outdoors. yes, i thought it was very pretty, but i was content to sit indoors on the couch all afternoon and enjoy it from the living room windows.

i set the table tonight. i counted the plates, folded the napkins, and realized again that i really am one of the oldest niece or nephew’s here this week. it’s all very strange and a weird twist in my world.

i was sitting here in the basement last night, watching some lame movie with j. lo, and my brother walked down. i immediately forgot about the movie (which wasn’t hard to do) and we sat and caught up. it’s only been two months since i’ve seen him and yet with all that we had to talk about, i felt like it had been forever. i love seeing him and wish that he wasn’t so far away.

it was a lovely day. i love my family. i love my extended family. i love sitting next to my nephew at dinner and goofing off with him. i love eating a bagel and watching the parade while the sinclair women are moving about the kitchen busily preparing for the big dinner. i love watching Charlie Brown’s Christmas with cousins and siblings (although i hate how everyone is so mean to charlie brown… jamie and i decided that he’s our favorite.). i love hearing about the tennis tournament and hearing the all too confident comments coming from my brother. i love being able to memorize each moment and trying my hardest not to rush anything. i love sleeping in (10:15). i love quoting lines from movies and laughing with my siblings. i loved the turkey (i don’t usually love it, but it was really good today). and i really love my Jesus.

i missed my carina, danica, and ryan today. christmas… we’ll all be together.

and to all you Pittsburgh people who want shots of brietta’s tummy: we’re working on it. hopefully soon we’ll have a few up. it’s just rather hard when you’re not at home.

there’s something about this entry that i just really hate, but figured it’d have to do… oh well.

lovely sisters.

i shall be gone for a bit. enjoy the break. : )

yes, this would be me stalling some more. i should be doing laundry and thinking about what to pack for vacation. but who likes to pack for a week and a half? i have a hard enough time picking clothes out the night before, let alone a week before. i guess this shows my indecisiveness in the small issues of life.

unfortunately, my talent for being the most indecisive person you know doesn’t stop when “big” things come along. it just gets worse.

i don’t think i’ve ever really made a decision for myself. someone has always helped me along and i like that. i like to be told what to do — i don’t like to be the one telling. i realized today that i’ve been waiting for the Lord to tell me, in a very clear way (“no” or “yes”), what i should do in a few different areas. i just don’t think He’s going to work like that right now. why doesn’t He go along with what i want? everyone else does! it’d make my job much easier if He would just come (it wouldn’t even have to be Him — Gabriel would do.) and let me know what He has planned for the next 50 years of my life and what decisions i should make right now that will prepare me for all that’s to come.

i hate this. i would not wish all that i’m going through on anyone else.

and i burnt (or is it “burned”) my tongue last night on my hot chocolate and it’s making me all the more miserable.

guess i’ll go pack. i think my dear mumsie ended up doing all the washing of my laundry, now i have to put it all in a bag. i tell ya, my life is hard. : )

Happy Thanksgiving.

did you want to buy me something for christmas?

i want the book, Daddy-Long-Legs. and perhaps the sequel, Dear Enemy.

or maybe just money that i can put towards the piano i bought yesterday. : )

it’s snowing outside. big fluffy snowflakes — my favorite kind.

it doesn’t seem that cold outside. it’s actually pretty (yes, i just said it) and as i walked out to the car tonight i felt like it was a bit from a movie. you know, one of those great ones.

obviously, i have a one-track mind. : )

“you need quiet while a hot dog is singing?!”

“like anyone can even know that.”

“we usually used logs.”

“just think of it as you’re being let go, that your life’s going in a different direction, that your body’s part of a permanent outplacement.”

“this place is a tomb. i’m going to the nut shop where it’s fun.

“once upon a time, on the north shore of Long Island, not far from New York, there was a very very large mansion, almost a castle, where there lived a family by the name of Larrabee.”

“In vain have I struggled, it will not do. You must allow me to tell you how ardently I admire and love you.”

ah… some favorite’s.

we went to a ballet last night. three of the darling sinclair children were in it and we were very proud of them.

we actually have a video clip of merrick prancing around (he was a reindeer) after the show, but all you can hear is me laughing in the backround and that just gets really old really fast, so no video clip. why didn’t someone just tell me to shut-up? : )

i do have pictures though. it was fun. our lovely kids (and friends).