Ummm, I guess that would be me- according to Julie:-)
This week hasn't been busy, but it hasn't been not boring either (what exactly is the right word to use for the opposite of busy?). I have settled nicely into a routine that goes something like this- sleep, work, sleep, work, sleep, wor.... you get the point. I am 3weeks into my month of insane overtime and can feel it! When describing what it was like to work night shift to Julie, she said- "oh, like being jet lagged." That is exactly what I feel like 95% of the time. I have officially become a night shift person. I have a really hard time sleeping at night on my days off, and have no energy when I force myself to be awake during the day. Thankfully I'm at the start of a four day weekend and feel like I have just received a "get out of jail free" card, (or at least a weekend pass) to get as much stuff done as possible.

I got a surprise call from my Uncle Phil today. Phil is my uncle who resides in Africa. He and my Aunt Becky were in PA for the day and wondered if I had spare time to see them. I just saw Phil about a month ago but haven't seen Becky since they left for Africa last November. It was soooo last minute and I didn't know if I could squeeze it into my day. Not that I didn't want to see them, but I had a long "to do" list for the day and driving an hour each way to see them wasn't on it. I went and was glad I did. I love spending time with them (those of you who know them understand why), even if it is just a few hours with a last minute request. Becky told me that being heavy in Rwanda is beautiful (I think I may have found a new home:-). She was leaving a hotel gym where she works out and someone said "My, you are big aren't you." A comment like that would have crushed me, but to Rwandan nationals, the more weight you carry, the more attractive you are simply because it means that you can afford food (another true story- if "baby got back" thats all that matters). Of course, my desire to go to Africa is only stronger. And after looking at the pictures, I may just bring back a brewd (sp?) of Rwandan children when I go.
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Hooray! I love blog updates!
Hope I get to meet your sister when she's here. Will she be bound to the camp the whole time she's working there, or could we plan a trip to the Jigger Shop in Gretna for ice cream--hey, just helping you be beautiful in Rowanda--and a visit with Sis? That would be fun! And we love Mt. Gretna. What a beautiful place.
I'm glad your sacrificing the beach and the Cuban food to be here...you're one of the highlights of my last few months!
Love,
Me
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