A Million Scary Things in my Bathroom

 (Here’s a poem I wrote today. It’s not entirely descriptive of our bathroom, but comes pretty close!)   A Million Scary Things in my Bathroom Spiders behind my towel Leeches on the floor Lizards in the rafters Termites in the door Ant nest on the wall Water that is brown Critters on the rooftop Mosquitoes […]

Read More… from A Million Scary Things in my Bathroom

Childhood Memories, Neighborhood Games.

One of the most vivid childhood memories that I have is what I’ll call ‘neighborhood games.’ This is actually not one single memory, but a collection of several memories I have about my neighborhood and the games we used to play. I grew up in a small town, and like a lot of small towns […]

Read More… from Childhood Memories, Neighborhood Games.

You Know You Live in Indonesia When. . .

Indonesia is definitely a different place. Here are some of the highlights that I’ve noticed and jotted down. You know you live in indonesia when. .  . You come prepared to the bathroom with Kleenex in your pocket. Toilet paper is rare. There aren’t any recycle bins. The closest thing to a recycling bin is […]

Read More… from You Know You Live in Indonesia When. . .

Asians Rule the World at Dance Dance Revolution

So I was at the mall today with Eli. We were walking around giving Kim a much needed break. I thought if I took the baby and walked around she could have a little alone time. She’s with Eli pretty much 24/7 so giving her time to check Facebook, surf the web, and just relax […]

Read More… from Asians Rule the World at Dance Dance Revolution

“I have perceived balmy with aura on you!” -Indonesian t-shirts

Gotta love Indonesian t-shirts. In their vain attempts to be ‘cool’ they oftentimes try to put English writing or text on the front. Just the simple fact that it has English writing means that the wearer is ‘hip’, ‘worldly’, and maybe even rich. It makes them look American. But you just gotta love their attempts […]

Read More… from “I have perceived balmy with aura on you!” -Indonesian t-shirts

Phase One, Get on the Right Plane

The long journey back has begun. We’re sitting at the Jakarta international terminal waiting to check in for our first long flight. Nothing but a lot of empty time in front of us. Not really empty though- we actually look forward to this part of the journey, when everything is taken care of and we […]

Read More… from Phase One, Get on the Right Plane

“They’re all staring at us. . . I wonder if I should say something.”

This is the thought that ran through my head as Kim and I were out on our walk this morning. The best time to walk is in the morning around 7am. Any later in the day and the sun comes out and heats everything up. Yes, even at 8am in the morning it’s too hot […]

Read More… from “They’re all staring at us. . . I wonder if I should say something.”

Confusing Moments, War with Duck

A couple of unique things happened this week. Sometimes I don’t know what’s weird anymore. All my wires are criss-crossed, my point of reference has definitely shifted eastward! This week a boy who I didn’t recognize was knocking on our front door. So I open the door and he has a package of rice porridge […]

Read More… from Confusing Moments, War with Duck