Sunday, January 31, 2010
Saturday, January 30, 2010
Marathon Shopping
Yesterday we went shopping in Tegucigalpa for some groceries and supplies for our new house. Tegucigalpa is the capitol of Honduras and has about 1 million people crammed into it. This was our opportunity to explore the city a little.
CT is very excited to find the fans.
Look at all those pinatas! And they're huge!
PK checks the list to see if crazy novelty neck ties are on it... they aren't.
CT is very excited to find the fans.
Look at all those pinatas! And they're huge!Our Shopping List:
- sheets
- pillows
- saucepans (x2)
- large pot
- skillet
- cookie sheet
- cake pan
- measuring spoons
- dish soap
- laundry soap
- mixer
- containers for sugar and flour
- ziploc bags
- bowls
- laundry basket
- cheese grater
- peanut butter
- cheese
- canned mushrooms (we had to really search for these)
- chicken noodle soup (in a dried powder form)
- tomato soup (nope, they don't have it)
- onion soup (in the dried powder form)
- cream of mushroom soup (in a dried powder form)
- brown sugar
- stewed tomatoes (the missionaries told me they didn't have these, but I managed to find them on the bottom shelf of a big grocery store).
- chili powder
- salt
- cereal
- pasta
- pasta sauce
- canned corn
- plastic wrap
- oatmeal (instant)
- foil
- tuna
- chips
- tator tots
- waffles
- syrup
- pancake mix
- macaroni & cheese
- cheddar cheese soup (we were told this wouldn't be found, but we did find it in a dried form)
- chicken broth (found in cubes)
- crackers
- muffin mix
- muffin pan
- hot dogs
- jelly
- spatula
Groceries we still need to get in Catacamas:
- milk
- eggs
- bread
- torillas
- lettuce
- catsup
- ground beef
- butter
- rice
- vegetable oil
- sugar
- flour
- tomato sauce
- beans
- pepper
- mustard
- potatoes
- soy sauce
- lunch meat (Honduran bologna)
- mayo
- roast
- pork chops
- apple juice
- fruit
Friday, January 22, 2010
A New Name for a New Year
Since I've put away my knitting, scrapbooking and stamping and I haven't posted a quote on this blog in forever...I've been thinking it's probably time for a new name for this blog. Of course, I am still a wife and mother....and crazy, but I just don't think the current moniker fits anymore.
When CT was born, PK and I had hours and hours of discussion (and argument) over the perfect name. It had to be classic, but current. It had to represent the kind of personality we envisioned our child to have, but it couldn't be too specific (I once knew a girl named Joy who dressed entirely in black, had a pierced nose and sulked constantly...it was a bit unnerving). Most importantly, we needed a name that did not sound like or rhyme with any dirty word or words that could possibly sound dirty in some context that a 10-year-old could conceive of. In addition, we avoided names that rhymed with synonoyms of "smelly" or "fat" (I'm forever scarred by the "Kelly Jelly Belly" taunts of second grade). We also eliminated any palindromes which are just a little bit creepy and after all that, there was only one name left. So, by process of eliminate, CT got his name (hehe, you thought I was going to spill it, didn't you?).
Yes, time for a new name...but what will it be? Stay tuned....
When CT was born, PK and I had hours and hours of discussion (and argument) over the perfect name. It had to be classic, but current. It had to represent the kind of personality we envisioned our child to have, but it couldn't be too specific (I once knew a girl named Joy who dressed entirely in black, had a pierced nose and sulked constantly...it was a bit unnerving). Most importantly, we needed a name that did not sound like or rhyme with any dirty word or words that could possibly sound dirty in some context that a 10-year-old could conceive of. In addition, we avoided names that rhymed with synonoyms of "smelly" or "fat" (I'm forever scarred by the "Kelly Jelly Belly" taunts of second grade). We also eliminated any palindromes which are just a little bit creepy and after all that, there was only one name left. So, by process of eliminate, CT got his name (hehe, you thought I was going to spill it, didn't you?).
Yes, time for a new name...but what will it be? Stay tuned....
Monday, January 11, 2010
Muchos Gracias!
When you do something completely bonkers, that's when you find out who your true friends are. They're there to help you rip your fingers apart after that infamous super-glue incident or to pick up the exploding root beer cans in the freezing parking lot when you drop an entire case. This weekend, I was reminded how lucky I am to have friends like this. My friends are there when the crazy becomes a reality and they are ready and willing to mosey down the road of KellyFaith chaos with me.
January 28...that's the day we head off for our adventures in Honduras. With only a few weeks to go, PK and I have hit panic mode. In response to my hysteria, our friends showed up this weekend with cupcakes and caulk guns in hand. They fixed my shower, packed my underwear and took away my garbage. Most importantly, they completely amazed me. Words cannot express the gratitude I have for these angels that swooped down on our house this weekend. I am strengthened and encouraged by them every day and I've never noticed until this moment how truly blessed I am to have them in my life.
Muchos gracias, mi amigos!
January 28...that's the day we head off for our adventures in Honduras. With only a few weeks to go, PK and I have hit panic mode. In response to my hysteria, our friends showed up this weekend with cupcakes and caulk guns in hand. They fixed my shower, packed my underwear and took away my garbage. Most importantly, they completely amazed me. Words cannot express the gratitude I have for these angels that swooped down on our house this weekend. I am strengthened and encouraged by them every day and I've never noticed until this moment how truly blessed I am to have them in my life.
Muchos gracias, mi amigos!
Monday, January 04, 2010
Worried about worrying
Someone told me this weekend that worrying means that you don't trust God to implement His plans. Great....Now I'm worried that I worry.
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