I enjoy rainy days. Today was full of thunder (a rare occurrence here) and intermittent downpours. I thoroughly enjoyed the majority of the day. I let myself buy all types of imported fruit today (strawberries, grapes, and BLUEBERRIES), so now I am listening to the rain on my tin roof, enjoying food that feels like home, and snuggling up in bed with a ton of good books. If any of you had been worried about me, this should make you feel much better. I'm also done taking antibiotics. Life is good.
Also, if you feel kinder than I do, you can pray for the two girls from the U.K. that are renting the other room in this house for two weeks. They were walking down an alley and a man got handsy with them. They are, understandably, a bit unsettled. I'm actually pretty frustrated by my own ambivalence toward their encounter. You can pray that I will stop comparing other people's "minor" trauma to things I count as real. It isn't a very pretty thing in my heart, and their terror is not something I should start quantifying and marginalizing.
Don't worry. I have been here longer than a week and I know better than to walk down an alley. I can't promise I'll be safe here (in fact, I can promise you that I'm not), but I can promise that I'm minimizing my risk as much as possible.
Random Thoughts:
- Strawberries here MUST come pre-sugared. They are divine.
- I got to talk to Allison S. on Skype today and it makes me look forward to Thanksgiving EVEN more.
- I miss bonfires. You should have one in honor of me ASAP and send pictures.
- Everyone should send me pictures though. I miss home. Nancy sent me HUNDREDS of pictures of her kids (Thank God for web albums) and she is therefore my favorite. I dare you to compete.
- Someone here called me a red head. mwah ha ha.
- I painted my nails today and have already chipped 4 of them. I'm a disaster. Working with tape and cling wrap right after painting my nails wasn't brilliant.
- If I ever put up an album called "Just me" or "Me bein' sexy lol" or "ME!!!!" or "pics I took of myself" (get the idea?) - just smack me, please. And mark it as offensive. No offense to anyone who has one of these? Actually, go ahead and take offense. Why are you doing this to us? One picture? Fine. An album? I feel awkward. Every time. You think you are beautiful and you want us to affirm that. We get it. One picture is fine.
- I now have a strong desire to post said album. Where did I put my camera...
:)
Bye now.
Also, if you feel kinder than I do, you can pray for the two girls from the U.K. that are renting the other room in this house for two weeks. They were walking down an alley and a man got handsy with them. They are, understandably, a bit unsettled. I'm actually pretty frustrated by my own ambivalence toward their encounter. You can pray that I will stop comparing other people's "minor" trauma to things I count as real. It isn't a very pretty thing in my heart, and their terror is not something I should start quantifying and marginalizing.
Don't worry. I have been here longer than a week and I know better than to walk down an alley. I can't promise I'll be safe here (in fact, I can promise you that I'm not), but I can promise that I'm minimizing my risk as much as possible.
Random Thoughts:
- Strawberries here MUST come pre-sugared. They are divine.
- I got to talk to Allison S. on Skype today and it makes me look forward to Thanksgiving EVEN more.
- I miss bonfires. You should have one in honor of me ASAP and send pictures.
- Everyone should send me pictures though. I miss home. Nancy sent me HUNDREDS of pictures of her kids (Thank God for web albums) and she is therefore my favorite. I dare you to compete.
- Someone here called me a red head. mwah ha ha.
- I painted my nails today and have already chipped 4 of them. I'm a disaster. Working with tape and cling wrap right after painting my nails wasn't brilliant.
- If I ever put up an album called "Just me" or "Me bein' sexy lol" or "ME!!!!" or "pics I took of myself" (get the idea?) - just smack me, please. And mark it as offensive. No offense to anyone who has one of these? Actually, go ahead and take offense. Why are you doing this to us? One picture? Fine. An album? I feel awkward. Every time. You think you are beautiful and you want us to affirm that. We get it. One picture is fine.
- I now have a strong desire to post said album. Where did I put my camera...
:)
Bye now.