Last Tuesday. But first let me explain the state I was in before what happened. I had been sick with the flu a few days, starting to feel a bit better, but still weak and sometimes feverish, sometimes flu brained=spacey. Also, I was not taking my required prescribed medication for clinical depression...why would I do that? I was trying to save some shillings. My scrip costs us about $125/ month here, thanks to the available Indian generic, however, $125 is still a lot when you have not had your medical insurance company reimburse any of your medications this year so far and it seems to be coming out of pocket, for the time being, and you're trying to save as much as possible for the time being in order to have LOTS of fun when Mom and Dad visit the end of November. This is a silly argument, and I now know my little experiment to see "if I actually still need it, anyway" failed miserably. It was a rotten week and a rotten day. I had agreed with a vendor to pick up 50 pictures made from Banana tree bark to send to the US for Christmas gifts. He would only be at the westgate shopping center that Tuesday (a traveling craft/ artisans' market). I had asked him to make these 50 pictures, and had already delayed pick up one time. So, I sallied forth with Jerry's gps (global positioning system) to enable me to easily arrive at this shopping center which is rather complicated to get to in my estimation. Sadly, Betty, our gps, was having difficulty connecting to satellites, so I had to travel mostly from memory, which you will remember is somewhat compromised due to flu...but the artist has been calling all day to find if I'm still coming with his windfall. Because of traffic, I can't get into the left lane I need to be in to turn, so have to go around, in the process, I find a pretty sad road I choose to shortcut across, and follow van in front of me who seems to be maneuvering around the rain filled holes in the road rather well. I follow him up to turn onto the main road I was supposed to be on anyway. Off he goes. Off I try to go, but am held back, by, I assume, a curb. I give it gas, rock back and forth, it's a no go. By now, a handful of Kenyan men walking by have stopped to watch the mzungu (term used for us westerners here). I decide to take a peek at this curb I'm stuck on. Wowie, wow, wow! (As Junie B. Jones would say). It IS a curb I am hung up on, but I am straddling a 4 foot wide cement culvert, my rear tire is hanging over it, useless, and my front tire has been punctured between the curb and culvert and is very flat. I am amazed I did not drive headlong into the thing and totally wreck the car. Now the handful of Kenyan men watching me and observing my handiwork is about ten or 15 guys. They offer to help, but expect payment (likely because I'm mzungu). I have no cash on me but 5 US dollars I was planning to exchange at the shopping center, as well as getting Kenyan shillings out of the atm. So, in Swahili, the men discuss the exchange rate for a US dollar to determine if this is reasonable payment. I get the gist of what they are saying, but am frustrated at my very small grasp of Swahili for a situation such as this! I get in the car and call Jerry, now maybe 20 guys crowded around the car. I'm not sure they are going to help. Jerry answers, I ask if he's busy and he says, "Yes." I find out later he is actually sitting in an airplane getting ready to take off to do one final test he must take before submitting his paperwork, finally, to receive his Kenyan Pilot's license. I instantly start bawling. Normally I am not a crier. In fact, I'll usually say, "It's just a fact. I don't cry." But the combination of the flu, my poor unmedicated chemically imbalanced brain, possibly having ruined the car, and being helpless in a crowd of strangers that could easily take advantage of me, well, I lost it!
Jerry said he was on his way.
In the meantime, the group of men picked up and moved the car out of and away from the ditch and changed my tire. I gave them the $5 and the change in my wallet. One guy in the crowd complained, several other guys assured me it was fine and to not worry. Thanks God, for those kindly guys!
I hobbled over to the shopping center, I was only about a mile away. I pulled into the parking garage and bawled. When I saw Jerry I bawled again.
He bought mea latte at a coffee shop and went and found the guy to get the pictures from. He bought pizza for dinner and drove home with me, leaving the motorcycle in the parking garage. What a guy! He only looked at the damage after all that and didn't seem particularly annoyed. I love this man!
oh and btw, to any close friends, family or medical professionals reading this, I will never voluntarily be without my meds again, lesson learned. :) Thank you, God for meds!
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Just so you know...
Yesterday our next door neighbor kindly informed me that his maid had spotted a "rather large"snake in their yard and he thought they had scared into our yard. Lovely. He didn't know what kind, just that it was "rather large". He said he was going to get some of the gate guards to help him try and get it out. So, not knowing what we're looking for, I informed the kids and wisely headed, my househelper, Truphena's advice to close the doors so it doesn't come inside (yikes, I hadn't even thought of that, THANK GOD she was here! We usually leave our doors open most all the time for breeze...we're on the equator here, you'll remember, no fall weather now) I also put our dog outside to perform his guardly duties and hopefully alert us if he discovered the snake in question. I'm not deathly afraid of snakes, though I would likely not choose one as a pet....but here the poisonous snake possibilities are many: puff adder, mamba -green or black, even cobras in the desert regions. Several minutes later, we were trying to carry on with home schooling, but were overwhelmed with smokiness. Smoke is normal....lots of neighbors cook on charcoal stoves just outside their kitchens. This was no charcoal fire. They were burning paper and lots of it, blowing right in our front windows (and not wafting very quickly out the back windows) they were trying to smoke the snake out, but they were about to smoke us out as we weighed going outside and facing a snake or staying in coughing. I got our our rotating fan and it made breathing and schoolwork manageable again. But I thought about our neighbors and the guards trying to smoke out the snake at our fence line, I imagined they might smoke him out, but probably into our yard and not into their waiting trap. That was yesterday, still no sign of the snake. Pray it's just a garden snake!
Wednesday, November 04, 2009
The Prayer of a Four-Year Old
Lately Isaiah's been volunteering to pray at dinner and bedtime and we love it! Not just because of his willingness to talk to our Big Daddy, but how he does it... with eyes apparently squeezed shut, but if you look close you can see his eyes- a little sliver, and he holds his fingers up by his eyes, as if to keep himself from peeking. He even scrunches hi nose up. We'll get a pic someday when we can figure out how to snap a pic and maintain reverence in the prayer :) Here's a sample:
Deah Gahd,
Thank you for Gahd and mommy, daddy and my seestahs, and Keely[our dog, Kilimanjaro, we call Kili] and Caspian [our kitten]. Thank you for Mommy feel better and daddy pass he test. Amen (Big Grin)
Mommy was still sick and Dad had not yet passed his test, but he prays in such faith! Or just can't get his tenses right :) While we know the latter is true, we still love it when he prays because of the former.
My Perfect Iced Tea
Boil about 4c. water and pour onto one decaf constant comment tea bag and two decaf black tea bags. Let steep. Add two serving spoon size spoons of Splenda. Pour into 2 liter bottle and fill with cold water. Shake it up good (with lid on :) enjoy!
OR if you happen to live in Kenya and can't find constant comment tea or decaf black tea...
Boil about 4c. water. Grate the peel off an orange and lay out on a plate to dry. Eat the orange while still juicy and don't wait 4 days to try and eat the thing like I may or may not have done once. Put three black tea bags (sorry, no decaf....just be sure and drink real water throughout the day :) in saucepan with a sprinkle of grated orange peel, a few cinnamon stick pieces, a dash of ground cloves, a dash of tropical heat tea masala (spice we can get here, but you sad schmucks in the US likely cannot, ha!) By now your water has probably cooled, so go again, THEN pour it over your tea and steep. Add two serving size spoon fulls of Splenda while your Splenda stash holds out. Pour into 2 liter bottle. Add cold filtered water. Shake it up good, with the lid on. Enjoy :)
OR if you happen to live in Kenya and can't find constant comment tea or decaf black tea...
Boil about 4c. water. Grate the peel off an orange and lay out on a plate to dry. Eat the orange while still juicy and don't wait 4 days to try and eat the thing like I may or may not have done once. Put three black tea bags (sorry, no decaf....just be sure and drink real water throughout the day :) in saucepan with a sprinkle of grated orange peel, a few cinnamon stick pieces, a dash of ground cloves, a dash of tropical heat tea masala (spice we can get here, but you sad schmucks in the US likely cannot, ha!) By now your water has probably cooled, so go again, THEN pour it over your tea and steep. Add two serving size spoon fulls of Splenda while your Splenda stash holds out. Pour into 2 liter bottle. Add cold filtered water. Shake it up good, with the lid on. Enjoy :)
Tuesday, November 03, 2009
"It is very kind to send us food, but this is Africa and we are used to being hungry..."
Sorry, my first post in months I meant it to be a little more lighthearted....but Sudan has been on my heart for years, and is much of the reason we choose to live and work here in Africa. In fact, I had a dream I lived in Darfur with my children -before I even knew where Darfur was. This dream occurred years before we planned to live in Kenya in order to somehow help the people of Sudan
As the time draws near for the first vote in 24 years in Sudan and a referendum for the independence of Southern Sudan is proposed....almost all I talk to who have recently been in Sudan believe war is imminent.
I have been studying up on the Sudanese civil war to understand their history. Right now I'm reading Emma's War by Deborah Scroggins. What are your suggestions for further reading?
Last week my husband flew into Sudan for the first time since we've been here in Africa, and he will much more once his Kenyan pilot's license is granted(remember, TIA, This Is Africa, everything takes a long time.)...so to me, my husband and our co-workers, this is important. But I don't pretend that OUR family is making some great sacrifice. We do not live in Sudan and our children do not have pictures to draw, like Aisha does...
"It is very kind to send us food, but this is Africa and we are used to being hungry. What I ask is that you please take the guns away from the people who are killing us." -Aisha, a child in the Darfur region of Sudan, who was eight years old when her village was attacked.
The International Criminal Court is accepting supporting evidence of children's drawings of the alleged crimes committed in Darfur.
Here's the story and the kids' drawings
Monday, June 22, 2009
Electronics everywhere tremble at my name!!
Lots of aspects of life in Nairobi are different in the states, most of them I take in stride...traffic, bars on the window, sounds, food, weather all remind me of living in Costa Rica. Even driving on the left side of the road, I've found, surprisingly, to not be too big a deal....but the electricity, and the change from 110v
in the US to 220v
here has proved to be a thorn in my flesh!!!
You would think it would be obvious....the appliances we brought from the US have a different plug then the wall outlets. But there are adapters that make 110v plugs work here, for those things like laptops and portable dvd players that can often run on both, it’s all good. BUT for all the other stuff, we must use a transformer.
Not long after we got into our new house, I borrowed a neighbor’s US vacuum cleaner to vacuum the one swath of carpet we had that the broom was just not doing the trick on. She warned me, “It’s a US vacuum, so you’ll need to use a transformer. Adapters and transformers do not look or sound the same, yet I though she said adapter.
A burned smelling growling minute later, I realize I need a transformer. 
I use the transformer but the damage is already done. I bemoan my naivete to Jerry and the fact it will cost us a new vacuum to our friends. They refuse to let us get them a new one, too nice.I don’t dare ask to borrow another electronic! One would think the vacuum would have been sufficient to teach me all about voltage in Kenya.
Much to the kids’ delight, household items we shipped via slow boat to Kenya back in January have just arrived, with a few US appliances! I’ve already told Olivia to plug in the charger to a remote control car in the wrong power strip and now it’s on Jerry’s stack of stuff to try and fix. Then, in trying to set up a tape deck for Olivia to listen to, that has belonged to Jerry since high school, that he insisted on bringing because it can run on 110 OR 220, I told Olivia to just plug it with the adapter. Funny noise. Burned Smell. I forgot Jerry said you had to flip a switch on the back BEFORE it would run on 220.!!!! I have promised to consult Jerry now before I plug ANYTHING ELSE in!!!
I always say electronics have an attitude problem when it comes to me. Maybe they are just afraid.
in the US to 220v
here has proved to be a thorn in my flesh!!!You would think it would be obvious....the appliances we brought from the US have a different plug then the wall outlets. But there are adapters that make 110v plugs work here, for those things like laptops and portable dvd players that can often run on both, it’s all good. BUT for all the other stuff, we must use a transformer.
Not long after we got into our new house, I borrowed a neighbor’s US vacuum cleaner to vacuum the one swath of carpet we had that the broom was just not doing the trick on. She warned me, “It’s a US vacuum, so you’ll need to use a transformer. Adapters and transformers do not look or sound the same, yet I though she said adapter.
A burned smelling growling minute later, I realize I need a transformer. 
I use the transformer but the damage is already done. I bemoan my naivete to Jerry and the fact it will cost us a new vacuum to our friends. They refuse to let us get them a new one, too nice.I don’t dare ask to borrow another electronic! One would think the vacuum would have been sufficient to teach me all about voltage in Kenya.Much to the kids’ delight, household items we shipped via slow boat to Kenya back in January have just arrived, with a few US appliances! I’ve already told Olivia to plug in the charger to a remote control car in the wrong power strip and now it’s on Jerry’s stack of stuff to try and fix. Then, in trying to set up a tape deck for Olivia to listen to, that has belonged to Jerry since high school, that he insisted on bringing because it can run on 110 OR 220, I told Olivia to just plug it with the adapter. Funny noise. Burned Smell. I forgot Jerry said you had to flip a switch on the back BEFORE it would run on 220.!!!! I have promised to consult Jerry now before I plug ANYTHING ELSE in!!!
I always say electronics have an attitude problem when it comes to me. Maybe they are just afraid.
Tuesday, May 05, 2009
What I was Made For
We are now searching for a church home in Nairobi (and would greatly appreciate your prayers in this endeavor!), and I can't wait 'til we find one so I can involved in teaching again!
I hope to someday volunteer at a national school here, but don't know how or when God will provide that ministry since he's called me to use these gifts to home school our own three children. I'm so grateful for the tastes of that fulfillment I felt in Machakos, and that -for a teacher- I'm ina land of boundless opportunity!
Pole Sana!
which means, "so sorry" in Swahili, for having written NOTHING here since arriving! Not that I've had a lack of potential material in our 3 1/2 months in Kenya....just a lack of energy trying to keep up with life and the family here and have enouigh left over for creative thinking at the end of th day!!! So I will now finally write some posts I've had waiting in the wings of my brain...and promise to do a better job keeping up here now that we're settled at home here in Nairobi!
Sunday, January 18, 2009
In Kenya!!!
(Sorry, this is the same post from our dust, heat and dreams blog, but I am super tired and jet lagged, dizzy.)
We made it! Early Sunday morning(Jan. 18) Kenya time we arrived after an unexpected stop in Cairo, Egypt to try and fix a water problem on the plane. An AIM AIR pilot met us in customs to help us through and welcome us! The airline misplaced one of our 15 checked bags, but they already knew about it, so we should have it in a day or so.
We are tired! We crossed eight time zones, so our bodies will need time to adjust to Kenya time. They say the best cure for jet lag is sleep, so benadryl helped us last night when the kids were jabbering...it was only 6pm in Indiana where we had left from, but 2 in the morning in Kenya!!
We are at a guest house for two days before we head off to orientation(henceforth to be referred to ABO, which stands for Africa Based Orientation in AIM circles) in Machakos, a couple hours southeast of here.
Grace is busy making friends already. Isaiah is a little overwhelmed with eyes easily tearing up when mom and dad are out of eyesight. Olivia's doing well so far(She did not faint or "freak out" in the plane or the airport as she predicted. Thank you for your prayers!), eager to explore the area, enjoying the flowers, weather and a surprise dvd copy of Prince Caspian I just produced to help pass the time while I slept this morning.
We are excited to finally be here! We thank God for His provision for preparing us to come and for safe travels!
We made it! Early Sunday morning(Jan. 18) Kenya time we arrived after an unexpected stop in Cairo, Egypt to try and fix a water problem on the plane. An AIM AIR pilot met us in customs to help us through and welcome us! The airline misplaced one of our 15 checked bags, but they already knew about it, so we should have it in a day or so.
We are tired! We crossed eight time zones, so our bodies will need time to adjust to Kenya time. They say the best cure for jet lag is sleep, so benadryl helped us last night when the kids were jabbering...it was only 6pm in Indiana where we had left from, but 2 in the morning in Kenya!!
We are at a guest house for two days before we head off to orientation(henceforth to be referred to ABO, which stands for Africa Based Orientation in AIM circles) in Machakos, a couple hours southeast of here.
Grace is busy making friends already. Isaiah is a little overwhelmed with eyes easily tearing up when mom and dad are out of eyesight. Olivia's doing well so far(She did not faint or "freak out" in the plane or the airport as she predicted. Thank you for your prayers!), eager to explore the area, enjoying the flowers, weather and a surprise dvd copy of Prince Caspian I just produced to help pass the time while I slept this morning.
We are excited to finally be here! We thank God for His provision for preparing us to come and for safe travels!
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
I Fly Out tomorrow for New York (gateway to Kenya for us)
But, I, of course, am procrastinating from doing the things one should be doing before leaving on that flight in the morning to move overseas like: washing clothes; weighing my suitcases once more just in case and making sure my carry-ons contain no sharp dangerous objects like deadly tweezers or terror inciting nail clippers; searching under every couch, in every drawer and other nooks and crannies for treasures my children have squirreled away somewhere here at mom and dad's; giving my children a bath; going to bed...but instead I adding the following to this blog:
Four Places I go over and over and over:
Starbucks- when I have a gift card!
Aldi- cheapest grocery store
Dollar Tree- cheapest store of random household and other nonsense item
Goodwill-cheap if you find a treasure!
Four Places I'd rather be right now:
1) in Kenya already
2) at Target with money
3) with my awesome husband (he and Isaiah are in Chicago waiting for an Amtrak train to take them to New York via Pennsylvania. The girls and I fly out tomorrow and arrive BEFORE Jerry and Isaiah in New York -the length we'll go to save a buck or hundreds- so that we can be briefed at AIM headquarters before we fly to Nairobi, Kenya in east Africa, our new home!)
4) in bed already done with the stuff I'm currently avoiding doing
Four (okay, 6) Places I like to Eat:
N&J Cafe- a delicious Mediterranean eatery in Wichita, KS, where we lived once upon a time
Rosti Pollo- in Costa Rica, a rotisseri chicken place with lots of other yummy Costa Rican foods!
Queen Sheba- Ethopian restaurant in Worthington, MN, where we lived once upon a time most recently
Taco Bell
Red Robin
Burger King
Four TV Shows I could watch over and over and over:
Psych
Monk
The Office
30 Rock
Four Places I go over and over and over:
Starbucks- when I have a gift card!
Aldi- cheapest grocery store
Dollar Tree- cheapest store of random household and other nonsense item
Goodwill-cheap if you find a treasure!
Four Places I'd rather be right now:
1) in Kenya already
2) at Target with money
3) with my awesome husband (he and Isaiah are in Chicago waiting for an Amtrak train to take them to New York via Pennsylvania. The girls and I fly out tomorrow and arrive BEFORE Jerry and Isaiah in New York -the length we'll go to save a buck or hundreds- so that we can be briefed at AIM headquarters before we fly to Nairobi, Kenya in east Africa, our new home!)
4) in bed already done with the stuff I'm currently avoiding doing
Four (okay, 6) Places I like to Eat:
N&J Cafe- a delicious Mediterranean eatery in Wichita, KS, where we lived once upon a time
Rosti Pollo- in Costa Rica, a rotisseri chicken place with lots of other yummy Costa Rican foods!
Queen Sheba- Ethopian restaurant in Worthington, MN, where we lived once upon a time most recently
Taco Bell
Red Robin
Burger King
Four TV Shows I could watch over and over and over:
Psych
Monk
The Office
30 Rock
Wednesday, January 07, 2009
Go time! No sweat.
Wowie wow wow! (That's what one of my favorite kids' book characters, Junie B. Jones, would say!) Just about a week 'til we fly across the big ol' pond Africa bound! I'm excited, and thrilled to see the culmination of years' worth of preparation...finally the dream we've worked toward is on the horizon! What an incredible journey!!!
I'm not nervous, apprehensive or worried about any of it....not the flight/train connections, not entertaining the kids on the long transatlantic flight, the jet lag when we get there, whether all our luggage will arrive and in what state. Maybe it's because both Jerry and I have made numerous overseas trips, we just don't seem too concerned about those details, praise God!
Well, AIM takes a lot of those details out of our hands, and if it's hands- no need to worry! They submitted our visa applications, purchased our airline tickets, transport us to the airport, arrange for our pick up in Nairobi and delivery to the mission guest house, our first stop to rest and get over jet lag (which, by the way, sounded to Grace like something awful, "jet lag! That sounds as bad as getting your blood drawn!" She's a trip! Ne'er a dull moment in this family!!
My only concern really is that Olivia will share Jerry's and my excitement at finally arriving in Kenya and drinking in all the sites and sounds of that rich and vibrant place! I pray she will make good friends fast. As I mentioned, I'm sure, I believe for her that will be the key to releasing her anxiety and embracing our new life in Africa.
We won't be "at home", in the home we'll be living in Nairobi at first. First couple days are at the guest house to decompress, then three weeks in Africa Based Orienation AIM provides to give us all the info. we need about Kenyan/ African culture, language learning (Swahili), and everything else we need to know to survive our first few months in Africa. We'll even get a personal "guide" to show us how to ride local public transport (which makes me chuckle....after countless buses and taxis in Costa Rica, I think I could handle whatever Nairobi can throw out us, but I'm glad AIM's got ALL the bases covered. After orientation, we spend 4 weeks with a Kenyan family to experience in person all we've learned about the culture, and more I'm sure! Please pray Grace can keep her opinions on food to herself!! It's hard for me to make a meal she will eat without complaints, so brand new cuisine makes us worry she'll embarass or hurt the feelings of our Kenyan hosts....we have of course discussed it all with her, but she has trouble holding back her emotions :)
FYI, a typical Kenyan meal would probably consist of: meat (beef or goat) or beans, sukuma wiki (“Sukuma wiki” is Swahili for “push the week.” Sukuma wiki is kale, cooked with fat, tomatoes, onions, salt, and beef flavoring. This is also a main food of East Africans because it is inexpensive and easy to grow. The locals can eat this many days in a row on very little money and it gets them through the week.) and ugali (Ugali is a main food of East Africans. It is made with maize flour and water and is cooked until the mixture is hard. It is served in large brick-shaped pieces and is usually eaten with meat, chicken, fish, or vegetables.
I know I've been writing sparsely on this blog, there has been lots to keep us busy as we prepare to move overseas, as you can imagine. After the first three months in Kenya, when we're finally into our rental house, I DO plan to write more and share all the new and "fun" adventures we're sure to have living in Nairobi, encountering big bugs, new foods, new neighbors and a host of other new challenges we haven't yet considered. Will let you know once we've arrived in Kenya! PLEASE pray for us and thank you for your friendship and encouragement all along the path of this journey!!
Breanna
I'm not nervous, apprehensive or worried about any of it....not the flight/train connections, not entertaining the kids on the long transatlantic flight, the jet lag when we get there, whether all our luggage will arrive and in what state. Maybe it's because both Jerry and I have made numerous overseas trips, we just don't seem too concerned about those details, praise God!
Well, AIM takes a lot of those details out of our hands, and if it's hands- no need to worry! They submitted our visa applications, purchased our airline tickets, transport us to the airport, arrange for our pick up in Nairobi and delivery to the mission guest house, our first stop to rest and get over jet lag (which, by the way, sounded to Grace like something awful, "jet lag! That sounds as bad as getting your blood drawn!" She's a trip! Ne'er a dull moment in this family!!
My only concern really is that Olivia will share Jerry's and my excitement at finally arriving in Kenya and drinking in all the sites and sounds of that rich and vibrant place! I pray she will make good friends fast. As I mentioned, I'm sure, I believe for her that will be the key to releasing her anxiety and embracing our new life in Africa.
We won't be "at home", in the home we'll be living in Nairobi at first. First couple days are at the guest house to decompress, then three weeks in Africa Based Orienation AIM provides to give us all the info. we need about Kenyan/ African culture, language learning (Swahili), and everything else we need to know to survive our first few months in Africa. We'll even get a personal "guide" to show us how to ride local public transport (which makes me chuckle....after countless buses and taxis in Costa Rica, I think I could handle whatever Nairobi can throw out us, but I'm glad AIM's got ALL the bases covered. After orientation, we spend 4 weeks with a Kenyan family to experience in person all we've learned about the culture, and more I'm sure! Please pray Grace can keep her opinions on food to herself!! It's hard for me to make a meal she will eat without complaints, so brand new cuisine makes us worry she'll embarass or hurt the feelings of our Kenyan hosts....we have of course discussed it all with her, but she has trouble holding back her emotions :)
FYI, a typical Kenyan meal would probably consist of: meat (beef or goat) or beans, sukuma wiki (“Sukuma wiki” is Swahili for “push the week.” Sukuma wiki is kale, cooked with fat, tomatoes, onions, salt, and beef flavoring. This is also a main food of East Africans because it is inexpensive and easy to grow. The locals can eat this many days in a row on very little money and it gets them through the week.) and ugali (Ugali is a main food of East Africans. It is made with maize flour and water and is cooked until the mixture is hard. It is served in large brick-shaped pieces and is usually eaten with meat, chicken, fish, or vegetables.
I know I've been writing sparsely on this blog, there has been lots to keep us busy as we prepare to move overseas, as you can imagine. After the first three months in Kenya, when we're finally into our rental house, I DO plan to write more and share all the new and "fun" adventures we're sure to have living in Nairobi, encountering big bugs, new foods, new neighbors and a host of other new challenges we haven't yet considered. Will let you know once we've arrived in Kenya! PLEASE pray for us and thank you for your friendship and encouragement all along the path of this journey!!
Breanna
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