Lydia just said to me,
"If I ever see a bear holding a gun, I better come and tell Daddy and he will take care of it."
I'm glad she knows what to do in an emergency situation like that. Its good advice; if you ever see a bear holding a gun, you probably should go tell your daddy too.
Only two more days of training left! This training has been a huge blessing to us. Raising support up till now (though we've only been at it a short time) has been hard. We dreaded it and viewed it as a burden. But our training has changed our perspective and our attitude and we are now excited to "graduate" from our course and start meeting with people and re-connecting with old friends.
When I logged into my blog account today, out of habit I put in my username and password that I use for my email instead of what I use for my blog. It worked-except it logged me into a blog that I had started over 5 years ago and had forgotten about! I vaguely remember making it but there were only two posts, so I must have lost interest early on or something. I don't remember why I stopped.
I copied and pasted the two posts here so you can enjoy them. They are just silly stories but it was fun for me to read and remember. At the time we were living in the Dominican Republic and Lucy was a baby.
Thursday, November 17, 2005
Life of a Sloth
On Monday morning I was getting ready for work and blow drying my hair when something went amuck. The lights all dimmed and there was a buzzing sound coming from our inverter. So I turned off the blow dryer and left the room, coming back a few minutes later to find the room filled with smoke and a wretched smell. I don’t know how this happened, but apparently I fried the inverter, maybe there was a bit of a fire or something but anyway the caulk (don’t have a clue what the caulk is but that’s what I was told) was entirely melted. Moving on with my story, the house cleared of smoke but left behind a very bad chemical smell concentrated in our bedroom. So we simply moved out into the living room. Now if you’ve ever been to my house you know that our living room is about the size of our bed, so basically our living room is now a bed.
This is the greatest thing ever!!! We’ve been having a grand old time. For example, yesterday, Dan’s day off. It was one of those cold, rainy, misty days. Woke up, played with Lucy in “the living room”, then stayed in “the living room” and watched a movie. Then Dan went to the pool for a little while to teach a potential kayaking partner how to kayak, Lucy played and I picked up the house and made “the living room”. Then, we made a big French toast breakfast and ate it in “the living room”. Dan took a short nap in “the living room” while I read, then we watched another movie-you know where. Afterwards, I gave Lucy her dinner, bath and put her to bed. Then we made a fabulous dinner (Tomato and fresh basil over chicken, cheese and Ranch dressing on homemade French bread) and ate it in “the living room” –followed by yet another movie. Then we didn’t even have to get up to go to bed, we just fell asleep in the living room. Have you ever heard of a more blissful day?
High of the Day: About mid-day, hanging out with Dan watching Chicken Run and eating buttered popcorn.
Low of the Day: My French Bread didn't rise as well as it should have. (Its a hard knock life.)
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
Subway comes to town
A dream came true today. Subway came to Jarabacoa. It was only for a brief moment, but a sweet moment it was. One of the families here owns a Subway in the States, and when they last went home, they brought back with them a cooler full of Subway bread dough, meats, cheeses, toppings and sauces-everything needed to make Subway sandwiches.. Then we had a “beautify the campus” day which ended with a Subway lunch for everyone. Lucy and I helped paint the kitchen, and when that was done we cleaned and organized the laundry room. Lucy assisted by trying to eat all of the dirt and junk that I swept into piles so that I wouldn’t have to sweep them into a dustpan. What a helper that girl is. For lunch I had a most scrumptious BMT Sandwich with everything on it, topped with my favorite Smoky Chipotle sauce. Life is good.
High of the Day: The first bite of my blessed sandwich.
Low of the Day: Getting into line for seconds just as the last piece of bread was taken by the person in line in front of me.