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September, 2006

  1. what’s on my mind

    September 7, 2006 by louissa

    i want sergi’s pizza and some wings. i want chicken-pot-pie and some brownies. i want a turkey sandwhich (cut in half, thank you very much) and some salad on the side. i want some pasta with alfredo sauce and italian bread and butter. i want a piece of apple pie with a cup of coffee to make it just right. i want a new york plain bagel with philadelphia cream cheese (i know, i’m boring). i want tacos and those pumpkin cookies that are so very yummy. i want beef strogenoff made sinclair style with some ice cream afterwards. i want mexican casserole and the usual corn right by it. i want a hamburger and a cheese danish (not together). i want ice cream. i want soup. i want, i want, i want. i’d even settle for the wheat thins that usual sat on my desk here. but alas! after eating them for lunch for the past week and a half, the box has been emptied rather quickly and i had to toss it the other day. i can hardly wait for this hour to go by… before i can go home and get what i really want:

    food.

    my daddy’s got some fun family pictures.

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    *Edit

    during my walk home from work (i know, isn’t it lovely that i live so near to the place that i work?), i stopped at the library, the post office, and the bank. as the librarian scanned my card (because madrid is no so high-tech) she asked how much longer i have before i leave for germany. we chatted for a few minutes about that. a little bit later i handed some church banking over to the teller and she wanted to know if my sister had had her baby yet. i smiled and said no.

    i think living in a small town is so much fun.

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    *Edit #2

    you should all go here and check out my song.  it’s pretty sweet.


  2. two weeks

    September 5, 2006 by louissa

    14 days.

    and i must confess, i’ve never felt so young.

    a few of my favorite little people:


    “make a silly face!”


    our sanguine girl.


    our soft chubby baby.

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    her birthday is tomorrow. twenty-four, married for five years (this october), and has three children. she’s amazing and i love her so much.


  3. tired=odd post

    September 4, 2006 by louissa

    i do believe i woke up exhausted. that meant that i woke up on the wrong side of the bed and tried hard all day to change that. what happened to me being so easy going?

    something that always lifts my spirits is wearing new clothes. i recently was given a pair of jeans that look brand new and fit better than any pair of jeans i’ve bought over the past few years. funny how that works.

    i’ll have visitors in october. i know, you’re surprised i’m so popular. i’m flying half-way around the world and i already have plans that include people coming to see yours truly. okay, so it helps that they’re already living in that corner of the world.

    there are some things you don’t see very often. one would be her barefoot and in the kitchen.

    a few more pictures here.


  4. in an afternoon

    September 2, 2006 by louissa

    it was just us — her and me. me and her — sitting on two leather armchairs, watching the pretty girls in their silly shorts flirt with the tall boys with lacrosse sticks in the rain (the students are back in town), while we talked about everything. we talked about dance and how we miss it. we talked about classes and being in college (something neither of us have experienced). we talked about how we had grown up in some aspects but never would fully until the right time came. we talked about what everyone else talks about and how incorrect some things are. we talked about driving and stereotyping the sinclair girls. we talked about rainy days and melancholy love songs. we talked about her new group of friends and my upcoming trip. we talked about pregnant moms and little girls with the middle name, Elaine. and i’m sure we talked about more.

    i remembered what we used to talk about… we were going to travel together. the west would be first, europe second. we’d be old maids — or if we were married, our husbands would be wealthy and the four of us would travel together. i’m off to europe. i’m not an old maid (yet), i’m not married and i’m going alone. i guess it’s true — life doesn’t always go as you plan.

    but since we’re so into stereotyping…

    i’m a sinclair girl. and since i’m that, i drive stick shift.

    and i only stalled twice today.