7/18-7/19
So the past 2 days weren’t quite what I expected. I have not been at the hospital because surprise, surprise, no one will get in touch with me. So instead, I’ve been to town about 12 times in the past two days. We’ve also been without power and water up until this evening, so I’ve been incredibly pleasant to be around. A major turnaround tonight, though. Our power came back, so we were able to cook, and we watched ‘Role Models’ as our family movie. Yay for turnarounds! Tomorrow I’m going to the hospital to give away some clothes, and maybe track down the doctor I’m supposed to be working with.
Two awesome things from the past two days:
1. Uganda Aerobics. You go to the dance club, which during the week is a sauna/aerobics place. There are big burly men bouncing around yelling out random aerobics moves that are terrible for your back and feet, and the club DJ does the music. You also have to go into the sauna to pay, which is covered in gross men in towels sweating it out. It’s definitely an odd experience, but one of my favorites since I’ve been here.
2. The snack guy at the pool has a crush on me, and therefore, I get free Cokes. I have no shame, I like free stuff.
I’m thankful...
1. for flushing toilets, even if you have to haul a bucket of water from the house next door to pour into the toilet to make it flush.
2. for awesome pedicures. My feet feel clean for the first time since I’ve been here.
3. needless to say, for Uganda aerobics. We’re going again tomorrow night.
4. for awesome music to do aerobics to. I love Lady Gaga in Uganda.
5. for power. Please appreciate the consistency you have at home.
6. for pools. They are definitely good fun.
I’m so close I can taste it! Goodnight All!
Tuesday, July 19, 2011
Sunday, July 17, 2011
"Every stranger's face I see reminds me that I long to be homeward bound"
7/15-7/17
Week 8 has finally arrived! One week from today I will be on a plane. I know it will come quickly, but it doesn’t seem close enough for reality to have kicked in just yet. You all know that I’ve been ready to go home, but I’m starting to have mixed emotions about leaving. This weekend has been a good one, though. After the blood bank on Friday, I wrote some, got a facial, and watched Dani pack to go home. We bought ‘Burlesque‘ in town for $0.75 (I’m not sure it was even worth that), but we had a quiet goodbye night with dinner and a movie. The water was off for most of Friday, and I ran out of Internet time, and I just knew God was laughing at me since I decided to stay. I have noticed He’s a pretty big practical joker like that. Anyway, she left yesterday morning, and while I was sad to see her go, we still had a great day in town (I bought more Internet), at the pool, and at Peers. We introduced Tom to Peers last night, and we all had a lot of laughs, great chicken, and probably too many beers (as evidenced by our singing along and dancing to easy listening from the early 90s). Verity and I were almost giddy to be out after dark since we’ve avoided it for so long. I think we were all so worn out from yesterday, that not one of us wanted to do anything at all today. We did make it to the bakery for some lunchtime samosas, and we bought their version of pizza for dinner tonight, which wasn’t half bad. I almost forgot, I turned in my paper today! There’s still some major editing to be done, but I’m glad to have that off my mind for a few more days. I ended my day with some calls back home. My dad has been puny, and I’m glad I got to hear his voice, but I hope it will pass soon. For one thing, he needs to be ready for the beach next week, and for another, he’s a terrible patient. I do wish I was there to be his ‘nurse’ although he’s probably glad I’m not because I tend to be pretty mean as his nurse. Prayers for both parents are needed, for Dad’s health and Mom’s patience, but also because Ashley’s air conditioner is broken and she and the dogs are moving in tonight, as well. At this point, I’m kind of glad to have not shown up and added to the chaos. I still miss the madness, though.
I’m thankful...
1. for new friends that I’ve made. I’m already planning for Dani and Verity to come visit next summer. Verity saw a scene of a baseball game on Sex and the City, and I promised I’d introduce her to the greatest sport with the greatest hot dogs ever.
2. for the ability to now laugh when the water shuts off.
3. for clean dishes. There are dirty ones in the sink currently, which drives me crazy, but the water is off again. What can you do?
4. for Internet dates. I got to get dressed up and talk to a nice guy back home for awhile, and it made my day.
5. for peanut butter Oreos. It’s a whole new love that I’ve discovered.
6. for Friday Night Lights. It’s a great show, and I picked it up in town so Tom could have a boy show to watch with us. I don’t think Texas translates well over here, though. Still love me some Tim Riggins.
7. for finishing papers. It’s always a good feeling.
8. for allowing myself the luxury of thinking about next week.
9. for another evening cool enough for a jacket. It feels amazing out right now.
Love you all!
Week 8 has finally arrived! One week from today I will be on a plane. I know it will come quickly, but it doesn’t seem close enough for reality to have kicked in just yet. You all know that I’ve been ready to go home, but I’m starting to have mixed emotions about leaving. This weekend has been a good one, though. After the blood bank on Friday, I wrote some, got a facial, and watched Dani pack to go home. We bought ‘Burlesque‘ in town for $0.75 (I’m not sure it was even worth that), but we had a quiet goodbye night with dinner and a movie. The water was off for most of Friday, and I ran out of Internet time, and I just knew God was laughing at me since I decided to stay. I have noticed He’s a pretty big practical joker like that. Anyway, she left yesterday morning, and while I was sad to see her go, we still had a great day in town (I bought more Internet), at the pool, and at Peers. We introduced Tom to Peers last night, and we all had a lot of laughs, great chicken, and probably too many beers (as evidenced by our singing along and dancing to easy listening from the early 90s). Verity and I were almost giddy to be out after dark since we’ve avoided it for so long. I think we were all so worn out from yesterday, that not one of us wanted to do anything at all today. We did make it to the bakery for some lunchtime samosas, and we bought their version of pizza for dinner tonight, which wasn’t half bad. I almost forgot, I turned in my paper today! There’s still some major editing to be done, but I’m glad to have that off my mind for a few more days. I ended my day with some calls back home. My dad has been puny, and I’m glad I got to hear his voice, but I hope it will pass soon. For one thing, he needs to be ready for the beach next week, and for another, he’s a terrible patient. I do wish I was there to be his ‘nurse’ although he’s probably glad I’m not because I tend to be pretty mean as his nurse. Prayers for both parents are needed, for Dad’s health and Mom’s patience, but also because Ashley’s air conditioner is broken and she and the dogs are moving in tonight, as well. At this point, I’m kind of glad to have not shown up and added to the chaos. I still miss the madness, though.
I’m thankful...
1. for new friends that I’ve made. I’m already planning for Dani and Verity to come visit next summer. Verity saw a scene of a baseball game on Sex and the City, and I promised I’d introduce her to the greatest sport with the greatest hot dogs ever.
2. for the ability to now laugh when the water shuts off.
3. for clean dishes. There are dirty ones in the sink currently, which drives me crazy, but the water is off again. What can you do?
4. for Internet dates. I got to get dressed up and talk to a nice guy back home for awhile, and it made my day.
5. for peanut butter Oreos. It’s a whole new love that I’ve discovered.
6. for Friday Night Lights. It’s a great show, and I picked it up in town so Tom could have a boy show to watch with us. I don’t think Texas translates well over here, though. Still love me some Tim Riggins.
7. for finishing papers. It’s always a good feeling.
8. for allowing myself the luxury of thinking about next week.
9. for another evening cool enough for a jacket. It feels amazing out right now.
Love you all!
Friday, July 15, 2011
"Catch a falling star and put it in your pocket"
7/14/11
Blood Bank success! I found the place, I didn’t faint, I’m currently not iron deficient, and I’m back home safely only about an hour and a half later. They disinfected everything to my satisfaction, I bled quickly, she got my vein on the first try, and I got a cold Coke afterwards. No excuses anybody else! If I can do it in Uganda, you can definitely handle it at home. The only downside was the scale, which confirmed my fear that I have indeed gained 6 pounds here. I think my family will be pleased to hear that I made up for the weight I lost last year. I am less pleased :)
So yesterday. I’m getting worse about doing this the day of. I wrote a little in the morning, and then Tom and I wandered into town for lunch and groceries. I feel better now that he knows where things are and can find his way from here on out. This kid is only 20, so between him and 22 year old Dani, I kind of feel like a camp counselor again. Dani and Verity met us there later, and we hit all of the highlights-the bakery, the DVD library, and the gas station that sells pineapple Fanta. Dr. Alex called to check in, and it was good to hear from him. He’s become a dear friend, and I’ll miss him a lot, but I’m hoping we’ll be able to visit each other when he’s in Boston for school. For dinner, we met up with several of the hospital staff to take Dani out for her farewell party since she leaves Saturday. It was a fun night at The Lord’s Bar (kid you not), and we had good food (goat roasted on a stick, Uganda’s version of salsa, and chapati), good beer, and good conversation under the stars. It was a beautiful night with a full moon (which is less scary when I don’t have to work), and my first ever shooting star.
I’m Thankful...
1. for shooting stars. My only regret is that I couldn’t think of a wish fast enough.
2. for country music in Ugandan bars-this is one of my favorite trends here.
3. for finding g-nut sauce in town. I’m trying to figure out a good way to get this stuff back.
Much love!
Blood Bank success! I found the place, I didn’t faint, I’m currently not iron deficient, and I’m back home safely only about an hour and a half later. They disinfected everything to my satisfaction, I bled quickly, she got my vein on the first try, and I got a cold Coke afterwards. No excuses anybody else! If I can do it in Uganda, you can definitely handle it at home. The only downside was the scale, which confirmed my fear that I have indeed gained 6 pounds here. I think my family will be pleased to hear that I made up for the weight I lost last year. I am less pleased :)
So yesterday. I’m getting worse about doing this the day of. I wrote a little in the morning, and then Tom and I wandered into town for lunch and groceries. I feel better now that he knows where things are and can find his way from here on out. This kid is only 20, so between him and 22 year old Dani, I kind of feel like a camp counselor again. Dani and Verity met us there later, and we hit all of the highlights-the bakery, the DVD library, and the gas station that sells pineapple Fanta. Dr. Alex called to check in, and it was good to hear from him. He’s become a dear friend, and I’ll miss him a lot, but I’m hoping we’ll be able to visit each other when he’s in Boston for school. For dinner, we met up with several of the hospital staff to take Dani out for her farewell party since she leaves Saturday. It was a fun night at The Lord’s Bar (kid you not), and we had good food (goat roasted on a stick, Uganda’s version of salsa, and chapati), good beer, and good conversation under the stars. It was a beautiful night with a full moon (which is less scary when I don’t have to work), and my first ever shooting star.
I’m Thankful...
1. for shooting stars. My only regret is that I couldn’t think of a wish fast enough.
2. for country music in Ugandan bars-this is one of my favorite trends here.
3. for finding g-nut sauce in town. I’m trying to figure out a good way to get this stuff back.
Much love!
Thursday, July 14, 2011
You Can't Always Get What You Want
7/13/11
Yesterday was a pretty decent day. After several more discussions, I decided to stay for the second time in a day. I will be doing some stuff at the hospital in town next week, and I feel good about staying, although, I can’t believe I turned down a chance to go home sooner. I would always rather be there, but I can stick it out here. The water shut off for half a second last night (it came right back), and I had tiny pangs of regret (I yelled at my roommates “I gave up a chance to go home for this crap!”), but we all ended up laughing about that and other stuff, and it will be a fun last week and a half. We introduced Tom to the take out process of ordering food over the phone, repeating the order back and forth about 4 times in several different ways, and hoping for the best. In all honesty, as hard as it is for us to understand each other, they’ve never messed up an order. I highly recommend Sab’s Delivery if you’re ever in Mbarara.
I’m thankful...
1. for the chance to talk to Amy for the first time since I’ve been here. I miss the voices of my family, and I’ll be so glad when we’re all together at the beach. It’s been too long.
2. for finding a new walking route. It’s quieter with less traffic, and it makes me happy.
3. for the chance to slack off for a day. I didn’t touch my paper, and it was lovely, but I know I have to get back to it today.
Love you all!
Yesterday was a pretty decent day. After several more discussions, I decided to stay for the second time in a day. I will be doing some stuff at the hospital in town next week, and I feel good about staying, although, I can’t believe I turned down a chance to go home sooner. I would always rather be there, but I can stick it out here. The water shut off for half a second last night (it came right back), and I had tiny pangs of regret (I yelled at my roommates “I gave up a chance to go home for this crap!”), but we all ended up laughing about that and other stuff, and it will be a fun last week and a half. We introduced Tom to the take out process of ordering food over the phone, repeating the order back and forth about 4 times in several different ways, and hoping for the best. In all honesty, as hard as it is for us to understand each other, they’ve never messed up an order. I highly recommend Sab’s Delivery if you’re ever in Mbarara.
I’m thankful...
1. for the chance to talk to Amy for the first time since I’ve been here. I miss the voices of my family, and I’ll be so glad when we’re all together at the beach. It’s been too long.
2. for finding a new walking route. It’s quieter with less traffic, and it makes me happy.
3. for the chance to slack off for a day. I didn’t touch my paper, and it was lovely, but I know I have to get back to it today.
Love you all!
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Goodbye Yellow Brick Road
7/12/11
Only song title I could think of with goodbye in it. I should start with yesterday. My last day at the clinic was fairly uneventful. I brought in some snacks-cookies, ground nuts, something I couldn’t identify, but I assumed was good-and cards for the people at the clinic since it was my last day! After swapping many hugs and email addresses, I wrote for the rest of the day. Oh, almost forgot, Maureen gave me another dress yesterday, but wouldn’t let me pay for it. This one is another sundress, black with a little eyelet lace, and again, it made me so very happy.
Big news, one of the clinical trials that has been happening at the clinic has stopped and been redirected. I couldn’t figure out what the shouting and running was for, but then I found out that it means the drug they’re testing is so effective that they will no longer use placebos, and every person on study will get the drug. Basically, they’ve found a really good way to prevent transmission of HIV from one partner in a monogamous relationship to another. It’s a very big deal! I don’t know what that means for the bigger picture of cure, or if you’re having sex and are not married or monogamous. There’s promising talk of a vaccine, too, just FYI.
After all of that, Stephen drove me around for a looooong time last night to show me his family’s farm, and to meet some friends of his. It was very sweet of him, but I find Stephen a little harder to carry on a conversation with than some people, and I was just desperate to get home.
Little did I know that home now includes a male roommate. Tom is very kind, but it was a quick and shocking adjustment to sharing a bathroom, hanging underwear and bras up to dry, sitting properly in a skirt, and watching Sex and the City. And in case you’ve never heard this rant, I HATE sharing a bathroom with a boy. I love my brothers in law (where does the ‘s’ go in that one?), but my least favorite part of everyone home is sharing the bathroom with two boys. We are hoping we’ll make friends soon enough that he’ll go some places with us after dark, so we can enjoy the night life a little more.
I woke up this morning in a MOOD. I was wide awake at 6:30, the power was in and out, I was out of Coke (probably the biggest factor), and I woke up to several questions of if my supervisors are leaving, why should I stick around to do write a paper that I could easily do at home. I thought it was a fair point (one I didn’t really allow myself to think too hard about before), but 2 very important factors are in my way. 1. $1180. For $400 more, I could have just bought an entirely new plane ticket. I can’t fathom spending that much money for a difference of a week, no matter who’s paying or the infinite happiness going home would bring me. 2. I don’t want to leave Verity to fend for herself. Dani leaves us on Saturday, and I know she’s a big girl, and she’s lived alone in foreign countries before, but still. It would be that much harder for her, especially when we’ve made plans for our last week (and by plans I mean pool, facial, pedicure, etc.). So I’m staying (again). After a few tears with the Delta customer support people, I regrouped, the power returned, I took a decently hot shower, and I did laundry. God must be cracking up right now because the domestic chore of washing my underwear in a bucket (which I hope to never have to do again once I’m home) put me in a significantly better mood. Go figure.
Anyway, I’m Thankful...
1. for last days. Praise the Lord, it’s a big step out of the way.
2. for another dress. I’m quite pleased, and am so thankful for Maureen to take care of me in all kinds of ways.
3. for the beautiful garden Stephen’s friends had. It smelled a little like gardenias, but it was a different flower, and it might have been the prettiest yard I’ve ever seen. I have no idea how they pulled off watering a lawn in Africa. My only regret was it was dark, and I didn’t have a camera anyway.
4. for a random task to distract me from my self pity.
5. to know a reason for my constant hunger (even thought I think it’s kind of BS): apparently the preservatives in American food stay in your stomach longer than food without preservatives here. Too bad the calories stay in your stomach either way
6. for a friend who tried really hard to mail Diet Dr. Pepper to Uganda. Apparently it’s a lot harder than it sounds, but just the thought made my day.
Much love!
Only song title I could think of with goodbye in it. I should start with yesterday. My last day at the clinic was fairly uneventful. I brought in some snacks-cookies, ground nuts, something I couldn’t identify, but I assumed was good-and cards for the people at the clinic since it was my last day! After swapping many hugs and email addresses, I wrote for the rest of the day. Oh, almost forgot, Maureen gave me another dress yesterday, but wouldn’t let me pay for it. This one is another sundress, black with a little eyelet lace, and again, it made me so very happy.
Big news, one of the clinical trials that has been happening at the clinic has stopped and been redirected. I couldn’t figure out what the shouting and running was for, but then I found out that it means the drug they’re testing is so effective that they will no longer use placebos, and every person on study will get the drug. Basically, they’ve found a really good way to prevent transmission of HIV from one partner in a monogamous relationship to another. It’s a very big deal! I don’t know what that means for the bigger picture of cure, or if you’re having sex and are not married or monogamous. There’s promising talk of a vaccine, too, just FYI.
After all of that, Stephen drove me around for a looooong time last night to show me his family’s farm, and to meet some friends of his. It was very sweet of him, but I find Stephen a little harder to carry on a conversation with than some people, and I was just desperate to get home.
Little did I know that home now includes a male roommate. Tom is very kind, but it was a quick and shocking adjustment to sharing a bathroom, hanging underwear and bras up to dry, sitting properly in a skirt, and watching Sex and the City. And in case you’ve never heard this rant, I HATE sharing a bathroom with a boy. I love my brothers in law (where does the ‘s’ go in that one?), but my least favorite part of everyone home is sharing the bathroom with two boys. We are hoping we’ll make friends soon enough that he’ll go some places with us after dark, so we can enjoy the night life a little more.
I woke up this morning in a MOOD. I was wide awake at 6:30, the power was in and out, I was out of Coke (probably the biggest factor), and I woke up to several questions of if my supervisors are leaving, why should I stick around to do write a paper that I could easily do at home. I thought it was a fair point (one I didn’t really allow myself to think too hard about before), but 2 very important factors are in my way. 1. $1180. For $400 more, I could have just bought an entirely new plane ticket. I can’t fathom spending that much money for a difference of a week, no matter who’s paying or the infinite happiness going home would bring me. 2. I don’t want to leave Verity to fend for herself. Dani leaves us on Saturday, and I know she’s a big girl, and she’s lived alone in foreign countries before, but still. It would be that much harder for her, especially when we’ve made plans for our last week (and by plans I mean pool, facial, pedicure, etc.). So I’m staying (again). After a few tears with the Delta customer support people, I regrouped, the power returned, I took a decently hot shower, and I did laundry. God must be cracking up right now because the domestic chore of washing my underwear in a bucket (which I hope to never have to do again once I’m home) put me in a significantly better mood. Go figure.
Anyway, I’m Thankful...
1. for last days. Praise the Lord, it’s a big step out of the way.
2. for another dress. I’m quite pleased, and am so thankful for Maureen to take care of me in all kinds of ways.
3. for the beautiful garden Stephen’s friends had. It smelled a little like gardenias, but it was a different flower, and it might have been the prettiest yard I’ve ever seen. I have no idea how they pulled off watering a lawn in Africa. My only regret was it was dark, and I didn’t have a camera anyway.
4. for a random task to distract me from my self pity.
5. to know a reason for my constant hunger (even thought I think it’s kind of BS): apparently the preservatives in American food stay in your stomach longer than food without preservatives here. Too bad the calories stay in your stomach either way
6. for a friend who tried really hard to mail Diet Dr. Pepper to Uganda. Apparently it’s a lot harder than it sounds, but just the thought made my day.
Much love!
Monday, July 11, 2011
7/11/11
Not much new to report from yesterday. I actually was very productive with my writing in the morning, and I ran some errands in town that were pretty painless. I had to find snacks to share with the clinic since this is my last day! Woo! Stephen and Alex will both be leaving tomorrow (Stephen's going to Rome, how come I didn't make that invite?), and so I came to say goodbye to everyone since I will be without a ride from here on out. I'm not sure how I feel about being in Mbarara only for the next couple of weeks, but I'm grateful to be one step closer to coming home. I feel like I will be visiting the pool a lot.
I'm thankful...
1. for the bakery in town. Coke and a cookie have become a ritual that gives me something to look forward to when I go in.
2. for long walks. Verity and I found a new road to walk on with less traffic so we can get some much needed exercise (the Cokes and cookies are adding up).
3. for productive mornings. I'm still the most distracted person when it comes to writing, but I managed yesterday.
Much love!
Not much new to report from yesterday. I actually was very productive with my writing in the morning, and I ran some errands in town that were pretty painless. I had to find snacks to share with the clinic since this is my last day! Woo! Stephen and Alex will both be leaving tomorrow (Stephen's going to Rome, how come I didn't make that invite?), and so I came to say goodbye to everyone since I will be without a ride from here on out. I'm not sure how I feel about being in Mbarara only for the next couple of weeks, but I'm grateful to be one step closer to coming home. I feel like I will be visiting the pool a lot.
I'm thankful...
1. for the bakery in town. Coke and a cookie have become a ritual that gives me something to look forward to when I go in.
2. for long walks. Verity and I found a new road to walk on with less traffic so we can get some much needed exercise (the Cokes and cookies are adding up).
3. for productive mornings. I'm still the most distracted person when it comes to writing, but I managed yesterday.
Much love!
Sunday, July 10, 2011
"I'm everything I am because you loved me..."
7/9/11-7/10/11
No, I'm not getting mushy, that's just the song that was playing outside my window last night. It’s been a very quiet weekend. Dani and Verity went to the national park, and I watched the entire first season of How I Met Your Mother. Friday, I was thinking so much about what I was doing that I went a little overboard in not thinking about it at all. That’s what Mondays are for, anyway. For a whopping $30, I checked into a hotel down the street, and I enjoyed an overhead shower with warmish water, a clean room, and good food. I also enjoyed some fun conversation with a good friend back home. It was a little close to the street, though, so the sleep was not wonderful, but the shower was worth it. Today I ran a few errands, called Ashley for her birthday (she’s older than me and always will be!), and did not much else. All in all, I’d say quiet weekends with not much to do are incredibly underrated.
I’m thankful...
1. for junk food and DVDs. It felt a little like home for awhile.
2. for clean hair! I washed it several times to get all of the old shampoo out that I know our shower head misses. My head is less itchy now.
3. for cheesy love songs outside my window at 2 am. It really had been a long time since I’d heard that Celine Dion song, and now it’s on my ITunes.
4. for conversations back home. I miss home, and I’m so close, and I’m not wishing these 2 weeks away, but I am kind of hoping that they move quickly.
5. for getting used to not wearing make up. I put it on for the first time in a month yesterday, and it felt a little strange. Maybe I’ll feel better about going without it more often at home. No one here seems to notice, so why should anyone there, right?
6. for my sister, Ashley. She’s incredibly kind, extremely talkative, and loves animals (specifically dogs) more than is normal for any person. I love you, Elmira! I’m grateful that you were born, because otherwise, think of what Amy and I would look like :)
Goodnight All!
No, I'm not getting mushy, that's just the song that was playing outside my window last night. It’s been a very quiet weekend. Dani and Verity went to the national park, and I watched the entire first season of How I Met Your Mother. Friday, I was thinking so much about what I was doing that I went a little overboard in not thinking about it at all. That’s what Mondays are for, anyway. For a whopping $30, I checked into a hotel down the street, and I enjoyed an overhead shower with warmish water, a clean room, and good food. I also enjoyed some fun conversation with a good friend back home. It was a little close to the street, though, so the sleep was not wonderful, but the shower was worth it. Today I ran a few errands, called Ashley for her birthday (she’s older than me and always will be!), and did not much else. All in all, I’d say quiet weekends with not much to do are incredibly underrated.
I’m thankful...
1. for junk food and DVDs. It felt a little like home for awhile.
2. for clean hair! I washed it several times to get all of the old shampoo out that I know our shower head misses. My head is less itchy now.
3. for cheesy love songs outside my window at 2 am. It really had been a long time since I’d heard that Celine Dion song, and now it’s on my ITunes.
4. for conversations back home. I miss home, and I’m so close, and I’m not wishing these 2 weeks away, but I am kind of hoping that they move quickly.
5. for getting used to not wearing make up. I put it on for the first time in a month yesterday, and it felt a little strange. Maybe I’ll feel better about going without it more often at home. No one here seems to notice, so why should anyone there, right?
6. for my sister, Ashley. She’s incredibly kind, extremely talkative, and loves animals (specifically dogs) more than is normal for any person. I love you, Elmira! I’m grateful that you were born, because otherwise, think of what Amy and I would look like :)
Goodnight All!
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