6 Things I Did Not Do

It’s Saturday, and we’re not at kid’s club. It’s a holiday today: Children’s Day. “And what is Children’s Day?” you might ask. Well, apart from giving your children gift bags full of candies and chocolate and lots of balloons and little girls in fancy dresses running around, I’m not sure what all is involved. So…

Evening in Ulaanbaatar

Day starts to end. The sky a pasty pink, the bus quiet save for for a toddler’s chatter entertaining weary, content faces . Stepping o’er feathers watching summer clothes and heels tap tap tap in tune with the lines you skip over on the sidewalk. Smells change with every other pace – savoury sweet still…

In Which this girl Gets Off Topic

Exactly 20 sleeps left until I get on an airplane and fly back in time. Seasoned travellers will scoff at my excitement of arriving in Canada a few hours before I left Ulaan Bataar, but think about it: Getting in a big metal machine that flies, sitting in a chair for less than a day…

Photo Friday: Up

Meet two of my favourite foster kids: How to describe? Well, they share a wide streak of stubborn, but are definitely two different peas in a pod. The little lady is studious, clever, and definitely has the older sister dictator role down pat. And Bobby? Bobby is BOY, written all over! Here, she was reading…

New and Improved! A Skype Date Revisited.

What could be better reason to stay up a wee bit later than usual to skype a classroom of eager seven students from your old school? One of my highlights last week was just such a thing! The year I was in grade 12 I had the opportunity to be the teacher’s assistant for many…

Green

I’m going through a min-culture shock – it’s happening all over the city! I honestly don’t recognize places anymore… the landscape is changing. I can hardly comprehend. It’s like another world, amidst the blue and grey and brown and white I am so used to. Green. Here’s your proof! After uploading some late pictures on…

Missionaries go to baby showers too.

A phrase I’ve often heard from my momma’s lips is “new normal.” Nobody knows the definition of normal – it’s one of those things that is what you make it (Life lesson #63), so you’d better get used to the idea. Everyone’s ‘normal’ is different and though our lives in UB are indeed unique, I…

When 54 Weeks turns to What Next?

I was tempted to start this post with the typical statement “It’s hard to believe our time here is almost over…” But let’s be honest: It’s not. Days, months, years, all that. Change comes. One season following another. (Name that song!) It’s not like we didn’t see it coming… We fly to Canada on June…

Apologies

The perfectionist in me has come out again. The perfectionist, the introvert, the observer, contemplator, the chewer-on-many-things. By looking at this blog it would seem I have had not much to say the last few weeks, but the opposite is indeed true: I have too much. I want to share. converse. enlighten. suggest. exclaim. describe….

Photo Fraturday – A Mini Contest

I was hoping the 15 hours I have on living in the future would give me the grace I needed to get this posted on Friday. It didn’t happen. So now as my Saturday ends and many of yours begins, here is the photo of the week – complete with a contest of it’s own!…

Field Day

The sun is hot and we are all sticky with sweat – behind the knees, in the creases of my elbows, and the sun beats at the back of my neck. The warm wind doesn’t cool so much as cover everyone with a layer of dust that is the cherry on top to the already…