WE ARE THE LEAST LONLIEST GIRLS IN THE T-HOUSE

WE ARE THE HAPPIEST GIRLS IN THE T-HOUSE!
This morning Becky Boxes, Peter Pan Cozad and I made the executive decision to take a mental health day and stay in Maseru, even though we were supposed to head back to our respective homes so we can get back to the wonderful world of working in Lesotho. Lying in the bliss of our bunkbeds, making innappropriatly early text messages, Becky Boxes made the wise exclamation that, since she had a sheet, two blankets, and a sweatshirt on that she was "the warmest girl in the t-house!"
So. Yes. Today we are the happiest girls in Lesotho. We got to head into a border South Africa town for a little civilization lovin fun, complete with watching some innapropriate Boer family putting their naked baby in a bird bath and taking Anne Gedes snapshots of the winy little yeasty. The baby kept trying to crawl out but they kept shoving it back in the fountain. I laughed, I cried, I cursed Anne Gedes eternal soul into the river Styx... like the band. All in all it was a blissfull day. My stomach is still whistling dixie with the glories of a sandwich I like to call the Wheezy and Boxes Special Surprise which includes a combination of the following: bread and butter pickles, honey mustard dressing, strawberry jam, feta cheese, feta cheese flavored pringles, spinach, and a dash of love.
Its amazing. Kind of like a movie theatre.
Did I mention that I have a cross-eyed cat named Ringo? He is a terrorist. He sleeps in my sleeping bag with me, and a recent discovery is that hes emparted on me some hungry flesh loving friends known as fleas. Fugde crackers. I feed him oatmeal and he eats like a banchee. I originally got him to violently murder the terrorist mice that ate my thermals and brutally masacred Rhett Butler to make their nest, but I am thinking that having a cross eyed cat might be worse than having holes in all my clothes.
I dont know.
I head back home tomorow morning, and in less than TWO WEEKS kaitlyn and dr. john will be here. i CANNOT wait. But i will wait.
Ten Things to Quicken the Heart.
10) Unopen wedding presents almost stolen by Wheezy, Boxes, and Peter Pan
9) Being the warmest girl in the t house
8) Heads
7) Naked babies in fountains with garland in their hair
6) Seeing a springbock in the wild with the ambassadors possee and Bexxxy making the comment "oh yeah... we see those all the time. On menu's in South Africa."
5) Ninja Baths
4) Thaba Tseka pickle parties
3) Impending Empire Records bliss
2) Social Terrorism aka Victoria pretty much every night we go out
1) RICH AND NANCY CARLSON

LOVE AND MISS YOU ALL.
ardently.