grey day.

i'd like to write a lot, but i don't really know what to include yet. plans keep seeming to change at the last minute, so i shan't inform you, dear reader, of my future plans beyond two for today: enjoying a day off, and doing my laundry. :)

we celebrated thanksgiving yesterday! it was a day late to american standards, but thoroughly worth the wait. i had been home with a sore throat and hoarse voice for wednesday and thursday, but by friday morning was feeling up to the challenge of cooking thanksgiving dinner for 80 people with inga-lill [the mastermind] and karen [her handy side-kick]. we sure had fun- karen and i took great delight in carving that turkey with the "power-saw" electric knife. i also was given charge over the green bean casserole [yay hotdish!] and the yams. cooking at the Bible College has taught me several life lessons: pray a lot, be flexible, keep laughing, and pray some more. so we did, and it was great.

i am getting excited to head home for Christmas!!!!!!! i'm ready to see my beautiful snowy minnesota, my wonderful family, my cozy house, my warm bed... all the good stuff. the semester ends in only 2 weeks with graduation on the 11th December. there are Lots Of Things To Be Done before then.. but it'll all get done.

hoping to visit the Christmas Market soon here in Siegen, and maybe in Köln sometime too...

next week brings another adventure, of which you shall hear in due time!

AND last but certainly far from least- there's a candlelight service in one of the big churches in town tonight... and i want to go! hopefully we'll make it...

"If the Lord wills, we shall live and do this or that!" - James 4:15

it still hasn't snowed here yet! i'm hoping it'll snow tonight to make the day after Thanksgiving all the more magical. it could only be better if i were 6 years old all over again, at the Christmas tree farm in PA, riding up into the fields in a horse-drawn wagon, bundled up to the nines and finding The Perfect Tree up on the hillside.. then riding back down and sipping steaming hot apple cider in the pine-scented barn. those, my friends, were the good old days.

lots of love.