can I order the potatoes as a side dish?

Last published on November 9. Well, it appears that was quite some time ago. Sheesh, Nadine... get a move on.

The end of semester is coming and I think it's at this point that I start to become antsy. Classes are coming to a close, last minute assignments are stacked up. The pile has been rifled through a few times but not much has been actually thought through or completed (or handed in yet, for that matter... with due dates fast approaching!). Somehow I managed to gain a sense of distance from the me that is supposed to be studying like a fanatic and I've encapsulated that 'me' and subsequently ignored it. Bad news? Possibly, but I'm also enjoying these last days, at the end, despite the workload that gets slowly heavier as each date of doom comes nearer.

In other news, I'll be home for Christmas. For real.

huh.

Sometimes I wonder if God is silent...
but then I think I just don't speak his language very well.

it's coming.

this is what it looked like two weeks ago.

now, there's snow on the ground.

Christmas is coming.

some days i miss home.

Life is moving along, seemingly at breakneck speed. My shoes are getting worn out from trying to slow it down.

There are several thoughts in my head, but none that are willing to escape. I suppose they'll stay in there then, at least for a little while. Maybe that's where they belong.
Recent conversation has made me think, I'm not sure if it's in a good way, it's just thought. Thought that goes in ovals.

Some days I just miss home.


But hey, chin up, mister! Don't fret and just live.
Give it up, don't carry the burden yourself, give it up, give it up.

manicures and pedicures.

So. No more working at the greenhouse.

Seems a little sad and strange, actually.

But I can't lie that I am excited to move on and learn new things from new places. We'll see if I can stick to it next summer... I'm hoping so. I think it will be good for me to scout out new things to do.

My sister is getting married tomorrow and I confess I'm not quite prepared for it. It seems odd and exciting all at once and I'm not sure how to handle it. T-rev is great though, so I can't complain in the least to the addition he's making to our family.

In other news, I'm still trying to figure out where God's pointing me as far as school goes for next year. I despise decision making but I have been and I am going to be doing a lot of it. But, I guess that's okay with me.

Well, I know what I'm doing this summer.

legwarmers, perchance?

Bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeegh.

I'm tired. Just thought I'd let you know.


God's providence has been on my mind lately. It's a hard concept for me. I have far too many question about it. I desire to have answers but so often it seems like they aren't there. Time spent in prayer and study is needed.

how lovely!

Well, my parents are coming to visit. Today.
Needless to say, I am beyond stoked. I, quite honestly, can't wait to see them.

I think that's all that needs to be said. Mmm hmmmmmm.


auf wiedersehen, mein leibes.

please?

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the Lord of the Rings has been on my mind and in my hands.

Well, dear ones, I'm gone, or back as the case may be. I either miss you or am excited to be with you. I will either see you soon, or not for a few months. But, in either case, in either case, I find that I am glad that you exist, whoever you are. Not because I can see you, or avoid seeing you for some time, but because you mean something to me and in some way, you have helped me get here, looking on the coming year in the way that I do.

I find that there are things to look forward to coming in this year and that delights me. I find that there are things to regret in the past year and that saddens me. But I find also that in all of those things, past and to come, there are constants and comforts. Many of them are the people that I love and that love me. But one, the central one, the one that really matters? Why, he's been there from the start of all things, not just of me. And maybe that is what makes him glorious. I am glad that he steps with me into the mystery before me, for otherwise I step alone. There is a journey before me and yes, there are those who have walked with me and those whom I have left behind and those who continue to walk with me and there are those who will walk with me that I do not yet know. But there is only one who has walked with me from the start of this journey and walks with me now and will walk with me till the end. Maybe this is a cliche way to speak of him, but that does not make him any less real to me. God is my guide and he does walk with me on my journey. And even though it frightens me sometimes that he walks so close beside me, he doesn't fail to indicate every hole into which I may fall or every root over which I may trip, whether or not I concede to listen to him and take subsequent caution while walking.