Junk Food

Sophie’s comment yesterday was, “You know, having parents is better than having owies.” Tis true girlie! Then she started talking about how much she misses Wisconsin hot dogs. They have “hot dogs “ here-they are called chicken sausages. Not the same. Yesterday I went to the pasar (market) to get a few things and found an Indonesian lady at the same veggie stand as me that could speak a little bit of English. So she was “helping” me get what I needed and telling people that I was her cousin.
I spent some time on Sunday talking to two girls whose parents work in a village in Indonesia. They were talking about how a few years ago when they first went to the village everyone was walking around naked or with gourds or bark skirts. Then they left for a year to the States and when they came back the villagers had clothes. Apparently, some of the young men found out that there was a trading post down “South” where they could trade for clothes. Not knowing that much about clothes though they were trying to make them work with their life. The ladies were walking around with the bras on backward and cut holes in the front of the T- shirts so they could still nurse their babies. They are trying to be like the Westeners and the Indonesians at the same time.
Talent night went really well. There was so much participation and variety. The night was full of laughter and fun. For our kids half the fun was that Mommy let them have junk. They stocked up on popcorn, and Starburst and M&M’s. I think they had their quota for a few months.
This week is full of excitement. The kids have a half day on Wednesday and then no school Friday and Monday for Easter. The Senior class will leave on Friday to fly to Bali for 8 days for their class trip. I know it will be great. They have been working hard to raise enough money to pay for everything and they did it. That was one of the reason for buying all that junk food at Talent Night. The money went to the Senior class.
We have had some boiling days here lately. It was over 100 in the shade last week. Emma can’t wait till she can wear a sweatshirt again. She keeps asking when it is going to get cooler.
I know you are anxious for the spring and I have heard that the grass is starting to poke through there. YEAH! That is such a fun time of year. Enjoy it.
Lots of love-Rachel