a new year.

it’s the second day in the first month of this year.  this makes me think that i should be writing something intellectually stimulating about my resolutions for this year, what i’ve learned from this past year, and what i want to see in this coming season. 

but i’m not.

i will let you know that the Lord decided to have me swallow my pride today when by 9:30am i found myself sitting in a car realizing that by that point i had already managed to:

a.) sleep through my alarm (causing much stress as i tried to ready myself for my day in a few minutes)

b.) fall in the middle of a parking lot in front of three out-of-towners from the ridiculous ice and snow that currently surrounds us (causing a very sore hip for the rest of the day and… well, some pride that might have been embarrassed)

c.) having to admit that i don’t know my social security number (causing much surprise from those i was with and many questions as to how i’ve traveled abroad for a year, worked, filled out paperwork, opened my own bank account — all while having to look up the silly little number the government knows me by each time)

d.) not being able to get a car to go in reverse (causing more humiliation while i stood in the cold to watch a boy back up the said vehicle — sinclair girls are supposed to be as good as boys behind the wheel)

e.) being horrible in awkward situations (causing my friend to not be able to open a bank account because i didn’t suggest all the things i could have suggested because i get tongue-tied)

f.) and knowing i had to tell my Mumsie that i had messed up a situation and she would need to patch it up because she’s just that amazing (causing me to once again deal with my wounded pride since i don’t always know what i’m doing)

yes.  that was 9:30am.  we don’t really need to continue with the day.  you could be here for a very, very long time.

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since some of you aren’t as ridiculousy into facebook as i am, i stole a few pictures to post of our new years bash that happens here every year.  seriously, it was a marvelous evening.

two beautiful ladies.

the masquerade was so much fun!

dj natro

CRAZY PEOPLE!!!

even Spiderman showed up.  definitely the most creative outift.

nothin’ like a good electric slide.

Spidey might have come with the most creative outfit, but i had the sickest outift with these sweet shoes (no, this isn’t pride — i didn’t actually put my outfit together so i can say it).

: )

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5 Comments on "a new year."

  1. nancy
    02/01/2008 at 6:02 pm Permalink

    TYPO: “most sickest”??
    I think rather not.

    thanks for the pics.
    you all are so very cool.

  2. louissa
    02/01/2008 at 8:54 pm Permalink

    haha!! it’s fixed, nancy!

    just for you. : )

  3. -Nathan
    02/01/2008 at 10:45 pm Permalink

    *Sorry ’bout dragging you around all over the place this morning! My trip was not planned well, and yeah, lol. Take care and I’ll see you again soon. I did have a great time though, thank you for contributing to that!

    -N

  4. -Nathan
    02/01/2008 at 10:48 pm Permalink

    “Causing my friend to not be able to open a bank account” I wasn’t able to open a bank account because I am sloppy and still don’t have the right paperwork. I take full responsibility for that slip.

  5. Lexi
    03/01/2008 at 8:14 am Permalink

    oh louissa!

    i love you dear :)

    your shoes were by far the sickest on the dance floor ;)

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