FOOD! GLORIOUS FOOD!

Lately,  Nick and I have been seeing tons of fast food commercials. From nice crisp fish sandwiches from Wendys to BK Breakfast shots. Normally, this wouldn't be torture but, watching these commercials makes our mouths water and our stomachs growl.  We have been in Grenada for exactly 66 days (but who's counting..this Nick here...I am!). Over the past months we have not had a decent fast food "meal". What Nick and I would give to have a nice greasy, nasty burger that has been sitting under a warming light for who knows how long, at least we could get our food pretty much on demand and it would taste pretty close to what you imagine it would be. In Grenada, I have been SO VERY disappointed in some restaurants that I would eat a burger off of the floor of McDonalds if that meant I could eat something so familiar and delicious. Even now as I write this blog I can almost taste the salty-fat saturated french fries dipped into my vanilla ice cream cone. So, for all you LUCKY people who have the luxury of going to a fast food restaurant remember the people in a far off country who would die to do just that.

Hasta la Vista

 As some of you may know, I got a hamster a couple months ago. I thought by getting a hamster it would "fix" my need of wanting a dog. AND, as most of you may know I DID get a dog, but a couple days later gave it back to the previous owner. (he was really mean and aggressive) SO now that I have "experimented" long enough with trying to own something other then a dog, I have decided to sell my hamster. It may sound like I'm not a loving, caring, compassionate person because I am. I just really don't feel like taking care of a hamster that doesn't really do anything. (yes, I knew hamsters couldn't fetch) I posted my hamster Miss "Snowyballs" (in the words of a 3 yr. old, Gabe) on the post. A few days have gone by and I was thinking I wasn't going to be able to sell her. Then hope arouse in the form of an e-mail asking if the hamster was still available. I was thrilled. I am now awaiting the e-mail from this person to see when they want to take her. All I have to say now is "hasta la vista hamster".

Not Ourselves

What would Kuulei look like if she decided to tatoo her face and do the punk look? What would I look like if I was a blue eyed surfer dude? What would I look like if I had gender identity disorder? Kuulei and I had a ball on mylifetime.com As you can see some of the images are quite disturbing. Funny enough, me with blue eyes I look a lot like my brother Jim! Anyway, the website is supposed to help women come up with a new look for themselves. They can upload a photo and change hairstyles, colors, make up, and accessories. Kuulei and I abused the software for our own humorous purposes but we were glad we could have a little fun. I am happy I look the way I look, I wouldn't want to change a thing. Oh and one more thing, I know I look freaky scary and I should never go drag again!