I'm working on my forward thinking.

I suppose I could blame my lack of posting on not having anything to say, but then I'd be lying. I just don't know which things to say and which things to hold inside. There are some things that are better off left unsaid and some things that ought to be shared with the world. My problem is distinguishing the two. I guess there should be no harm in filling you in on the events of my Christmas holiday.

Christmas went amazingly, actually. All of my gifts were lovely. Everyone was so gosh darn generous. I was spoiled rotten. *giggles* Thank-you. I don't remember the last time we had a Christmas go this smoothly. There were no crisises, no family feuds, and no burnt cookies. It was a general success! It's always nice to see everyone. I'm usually a lot more social at the Altenhofen Christmas than I am at the Brown Christmas, but I think I was just about evenly spread this year. Hooha. Plus, Uncle Darrell and I kicked some major butt at pitch. *thumbs up*

The sermon was great, too. It made you think a lot as to what the whole reason to the season was. Huzzah for Jesus! :) Although, I think I got another something totally different out of the sermon. I'll probably post that on the other blog, For His Glory.

--And this is the part where I'm not sure what to say.
So, I'm leaving, haha.

For now, this so counts. :)
God bless you all.

Happy belated Christmas!

P.S.--
Here's a song that's beautiful...

It's by Aaron Sprinkle and called Really Something. It fits me perfectly!

I'm working on my forward thinking
Working on my self control
Process this ugly mess
And figure out how to make it whole

Choke down a bus ride to the city
Chase it with a trip to the East Side
It seems like over time
I'll get so numb that I won't mind

Some days I actually forget
That this is really something
One look from you and that is it
This is really something
Being hard is hard so sick of it
This is really something good
This is really something good now

Go change the oil
Go get the tail light fixed
Go buy some groceries in the dark
The earth shakes, gets rearranged
And I've realize I've missed the mark

Some days I actually forget
That this is really something
One smile from you and that is it
This is really something
Being hard is hard so sick of it
This is really something good

Some days I actually forget
That this is really something
One smile from you and that is it
This is really something
Being hard is hard so sick of it
This is really something good
This is really something good now

<3<3<3