Here is Rachel and her best friend
The loot. Kids don't care whether it's easter or not--they don't need an excuse to "hunt" for candy filled eggs. I say "hunt" because other these weeds growing next the the fence, the field is a dirt lot--so the eggs were more scattered than "hidden", I guess now that I think about it that is the same way it was for me when I was their age. It is once they get a little older, to keep them into it--you have to make it a little more challenging and actually hide them.

The other thing I have been busy with was putting together a Blurb book for my friend about her 2 years in Chinle. I did it for partly selfish reasons...but I don't think she minds :) I knew I wanted to put together a Chinle book for myself (similar to my Boston book), and volunteering to do it for her forced me to get it together by a deadline. Now all I will have to do is delete some of her family pictures and add mine in, plus all the pics from being here an extra year before her, then add in the pics from the next few months --and Voila! My Chinle book will be done too. Click on the link above to see a preview.
Since completing this, I have been in the "moving" mindset, and I have had to keep telling myself that I don't get to move on Tuesday--only she does. :( I still have two months to go, I still have to go to class, and do homework, and buy groceries, etc. Lame. But although my mind is ready to checkout --I still need to stick it out for a while longer. The up-side is when you are in the "moving midset" it is like you are wearing the "good-time goggles" Let me explain. When you know you are about to move--you start reminiscing, and remembering all the good times, and forgetting most of the bad times. Being happy about all the good friends you have, all of the fun things you have been able to do, and somehow forgetting for a little while all of the annoyances and crappy times. So it is nice that I am in this mood a few months before I am moving while I have a chance to enjoy it...that is..if the wind ever stops.
I say most bad times, because it is hard to forget all of the bad times while we are in the middle of the miserable dust storm season.
You see, it's not only miserable outside, but the dust is constantly making it's way inside as well. Of course, through the front door when you have to open it, but also through all of these windows--mind you --never opened, but the dust just comes through any crack/seams. So it collects here, but it also makes its way over to all of your picture frames, tables, tv, etc. lame.












































1 comment:
hey, two months is nothin!
congratulations on having real actual plans now. waiting and wondering is always so stressful.
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