cheese in a can pt 2.

so here's my second installment of "cheese in a can? really? in can?" which pretty much documents my experiences in the states.

hope you can understand some of it {there are some in-jokes} :)

endemames.
tater tots.
the best guacamole in the world, made by travis the waiter from flo.
chatting to travis the waiter from flo about chocolate coffee pinotage.
convincing travis the waiter from flo to visit sa, cape town and to go to diemersfontein wine estate.
tornado watch.
white chocolate martinis.
feeling like a real party animal {and then crashing in the couch within the first 5 mins of the movie "the tourist"}.
p90x. bear grylls does it, ok? that makes me feel super hardcore!
painting a room with great company.
stepping in paint {as in my whole foot}
deciding against old plans and withdrawing applications. now i really have no idea what's in store.
oversleeping.
easter sunday and baptist church in the mid-west. ummm…..
best skype call with my parents. it may have been a secret till now, but i have the coolest parents in the whole world. hands down.
2 miles of track walking and girl talking.
percolating cataclysmic perambulators {kerry, did i get this right?}
working out and having cool convos with mike the personal trainer.
crazy living room dancing to the best music ever.
burning 2000 calories {i seriously think it could have been that much}
glee!!!!!!!
3 hours at barnes & noble that felt like 15 mins. i love that place.
gifts for loved ones back home.
zumba with an instructor that once danced on broadway with juliet prowse. glen the zumba instructor is a hoot!
burger buns that are still fresh after 2 weeks. no mould. nada. ummm…..
lunch at erin's elementary school. it's rad, parents can meet their kids for lunch during the day.
american school cafeterias. just like the movies.
flash fried spinach.
crazy medusa hats.
office depot. my happy place.
pomegranate margaritas that will put hair on your chest.
diluting pomegranate margaritas with water and ice and anything else liquid.
ready-made scrambled egg mix in a carton. ummm…..
pensioners taking over the gym {it's amazing how many 90 year olds here are super active. i want to be like that when i'm older}
mike the trainer doing impersonations that almost made me wet my pants.
homemade chicken soup at panero bread.
wish lists.
mailing a mother's day card. it's on it's way...
iphone! eek! i will officially leave the real world for a life of phone adoration, apps and fatbooth.
fatbooth.
pandora internet radio.
messages from home at 2am rsa time.
messages from home at 2am usa time.
love.
tears.
hope.
flu.

and that's where i am right now :)

that's all
x

cheese in a can. really? in a can?

ok so i have been journalling, reflecting and observing a lot these past 7 days. so i am going to try give you my interpretation of my first week here in the states in 200 words or less {or just in bullet point format cause i don't feel like counting these words}

here we go…hope this makes sense...

teary-but-excited-for-new-adventure goodbyes
18 hour flight.
4 movies.
stiff legs.
3 hour lay over.
changing clothes.
being surprised and then confused by a self-flushing toilet. what the hell?
black people not speaking an african language.
starbucks.
2 hour flight to Springfield.
spilling coke. everywhere.
awesome fellow passenger {don't know his name}
2 hour convo about life and everything else.
tired.
happy hellos.
tired.
nausea.
trying to be a champion…but failing.
car sickness.
3 hours of awesome sleep, feeling human again.
homemade lasagna.
awesome catch up.
walmart.
wendys.
tornados.
target.
cheese in a can {really? in a can?}
erin climbing into my bed with ice cold feet.
awesome chats with a 7 year old.
"best buy" where a kindle is R900. no freaking way.
continuously multiplying by 7.
continuously thinking ahead 7 hours.
journalling.
totally blown away by generosity and hospitality.
feeling completely disconnected and far from home.
red robin hamburgers that taste just like steers burgers.
bottomless lemonade in a 1 litre cup. really? a 1 litre cup? no freaking way.
barbecuing.
laughing about sick random medical things and party hats.
laughing at my car sickness.
carharts.
skyping with family.
old navy.
toms.
sales guy saying the south african accent is sexy {after mistaking us for british people. nice comeback dude}
seeing black people for the first time in 4 days. crying with joy inside.
sample painting the media room.
barnes & noble.
rob bell's "love wins" and starbucks.
jay walking.
chick-fil-a.
deciding on no more fast food.
chicken noodle soup in a bread bowl {it's like bunny chow but with soup}
skyping with my awesome christy-friend for her birthday.
being completely confused by a water dispenser.
gin and tonic.
burlesque.
cancer centre.
handbag heaven.
nine west black heels for R250. no freaking way.
lindt chocolate.
PJ pants.
long convos about boys and man-boobs.
hamburgers and champagne.
making big decisions.
emails from home.
sermons from the ebc website.
missing the vibrancy and diversity of jhb, but not homesick.
thinking about next steps.
coffee and blogging with the sound of the rain.

week one = too freaking awesome.

that's all :)
x

joy in unexpected places

while i really am a control freak, i love spontaneity {i think because it makes me realise that not everything should be planned}. my whole day yesterday was spontaneous.

i'm feeling super fragile about a lot of things right now, my state of equilibrium has been rattled in many ways {which is a good lesson that i am still processing and will blog about soon}. but for now i really want to honour the sacredness and supportiveness of friends. i don't know if they will ever really know how much i value and appreciate them...how much sushi, being outside in the sun and chocolate macademia lattes really mean to me.

so, since you do RSS my blog {and yes, i am slowly figuring out these techie things} you will know who you are.
x