December 19, 2009

• Where are the pictures?

  The pictures are lost, with the cable for my camera, inside one of two trunks filled with Christmas goodies and Rachel’s necessities…somewhere between Sao Paulo and home.

   

  oh.

   

  I had a good trip. the first flight my seat was 20F. F means i got the window seat. score. i’d get to see the sunset in the sky. or not. the lil girl next to me screamed she wanted the window seat until i decided pacification was better than teaching her a lesson. I missed the sunset because the lil girl then shut the window and spent the time losing two front teeth and filling up all of our barf bags.

  The second flight was long and they kept giving me more drinks. which i drank. i had the window seat, and the guy next to me was sleeping. i managed to jump OVER him to get to the bathroom. in a skirt. i hadn’t planned how i was going to jump back. but he woke up anyways. yummy flight food, by the way.

  My bags didn’t show up, but the nice man gave me candy. i felt better after i had double bubble gum in my mouth. i like traveling.

  Then all the lil stuff of being back in the country. everyone looks freaky familiar. like i am SURE i’ve seen them in the airport before. everyone is so…white. or so many of them are. and nice toilet paper. it is nice to have that again. and listening in on other people’s conversations. i tend to tune out Portuguese. not English. i never remember how naturally nosey i am.

  Taco Bell. yeah. with my family. who brought me a coat and shoes at the airport. i was the one still wearing flip-flops. coming home…is nice. finding some things don’t change. a lot of things. especially since my mom doesn’t like to throw things away.

  Thursday night was boxing/karate championships at our church. (yes, we have the greatest coolest church ever). My last boxing experience was in…April? i think. i took some classes. i got as far as the 1,2,3. i didn’t really master the 1,2,3,4 yet. but they asked if i wanted a shot and you can’t say no to that. Melanie went easy on me, i am pretty sure.

  i learned why boxers don’t have bangs. we had to stop three times because my hair was in my face. i learned i need to cut the back off the mouthguard or i gag. Three minutes felt like eternity. Melanie is much taller than me. i couldn’t reach her face very well. i just went at whatever i could get to. and was sure she got more punches in. until the referee grabbed my hand and lifted it. i won.

  good experience.

  so. i am waiting for my bags. decorating the Christmas tree with my family. Watching “Muppet Christmas Carol”. buying necessities. watching the snow fall. seeing John’s magic tricks. driving my car. seeing Anna and Donovan’s apartment. going to Peoria for the weekend.

  happy life. i do got it good, don’t i?

  except for cold fingers on the keyboard.

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