I just posted for my 2 African nieces. Visit their sites at Vicki’s Site & Kelly’s Site. Keep your eye on my SIL JoAnn’s Site. They were in Liberia with us and she’ll probably beat me at getting her pics on xanga.

Oh, yeah, my bed felt really awesome last night. After traveling for close to 36 hours, a shower and 10 hours of sleep fit the bill. I went to work today and actually was not all that tired. I’m beginning to feel it now, though, so it’s bedtime for me just shortly. Afterall, in Liberia it is already 1:50 am and that’s late even for a night owl.

I did have at least one dream last night. For some reason I was asked to be in the bridal party at a wedding at Liberia Mennonite Church. I didn’t find out until the day of the wedding and miraculously the bride had sewn a dress for me that miraculously fit. I was frustrated though because I couldn’t find my shoes, though. Odd dream.

 

 

I’m home!

Photos, commentaries and such-like to follow in the days to come.

 

 

Packed. Almost ready to walk out the door. Pray for me if you think about me.  I plan to be gone for 2 weeks

visiting my sis and her family in Liberia!

Adios!

It did indeed rain today, which brings me to the question, what rained? We say “it” rained but what is “it”? Ah, too much thinking. It (whatever it is) rained cats, dogs, and shopping bags. I got blown all over Savannah but not one word of complaint did you hear from me. My hair-do by the end of the day was a hair-don’t, giving evidence that wind + rain = curly mess.

I imagine the plants in this area are going through a weather shock. They probably recoiled in uncertainty when the first drops of rain dared to wet them after so many months of dryness. One dog I saw looked like he had lost his best friend, so wet and forlorn was he.

Well, it’s time to hit the hay but gotta say

Thank you, Lord, for the rain!!!!!

It hit me like a ton of proverbial bricks. I woke up at 3 on Tuesday morning feeling like there a war going on in my stomach. First thought was food poisoning but I ruled that out. To put it delicately, the next 5 hours were like The Colon Cleanse Part 2.

For the first time in many years I called in sick. Since I am getting ready to leave on a Big Trip I needed to use my time wisely, even if I was sick, so I managed to sew a skirt between naps.Who would’ve thought that I could sleep for hours throughout the day and still sleep the next night?

I had a fitful night of sleep, between a nearly full moon and slight fever off and on throughout the night. I awoke on Wednesday feeling like a limp rag but with nothing worse than a headache that Advil could handle. PTL it was only a short version of the flu and I’m back on par again.

In other news, would you look at this beautiful sight:

It may just actually rain here this weekend. Things are quite parched in this neck of the woods. Mama was going through her diary recently and discovered the last decent rain we had was the beginning of March. When it rains again I will be happy to do a rain dance. In fact, I plan on going to Savannah Saturday and I really don’t mind getting drenched. Happy thought, indeed!

Countdown to departure: 5 more dark naps (as Jasmine calls them)