History lesson

I wasn’t ever very good with history. My brother was.  He was a history major in college.  Blech is what I thought about that.  That seemed like torture to me, but then again, I picked chemistry as my major.  Who woulda thought with where I am today? Anyhow,...

Coping mechanisms

We try to make believe like we live in a 1st world country here. But we don’t. It’s a 3rd world country, and at times, that is quite apparent. I thought tonight as I was doing the dishes, “Wow, I’m not even bothered by that cricket coming out...

One stop shopping

This is a short post, but I had to share my horror or perhaps laughter??? My house help Esther asked if we could stop on the way to her house at the dentist so she could get some medicine for her son who just had a tooth extracted. I waited in the car while she ran...

We’ve Got Mail!

One of my small pleasures in life has always been checking the mail. I don’t know what it is. It doesn’t really matter what the mail is, even bills are a thrill to receive. Ian has learned this about me and happily leaves the mail for me to collect every...

Gangsta Guns

Ian and I were invited to a party celebrating the birthday of a NGO (Non-governmental Organization) Director this last weekend.  Our first evening out…without the kids.   We were both excited for the break.  We love our kids and all, but sometimes you need adult...