Dreams with no Boundaries

Cassie&Kenny

2012-02-16T22:31:00.000-07:00

An apple IN my eye!

2012-02-16T08:24:00.001-07:00

Am I going to die?

my right eye was looking real funky last night.

the left is only slightly red.

the good news, it's not as red this morning!

it looks like it got sunburned.

yes, you can sunburn your eyes.

and it was pretty sunny yesterday.

I hear banana peels help with such things.

but maybe it's stress

or lack of sleep

or maybe a parasite from swimming in a lake (wink wink Ellie)

Anyway, have a good Thursday.

Me and my right eye plan to.

Happy {LOVE} day!!

2012-02-14T08:39:00.001-07:00

Today I woke up at 5:30 am a little happier and loving-er.

or I like to think I did.

I wore a tie dye purple shirt and red shorts to soccer this morning.

and now a leopard sweater!

next, red scrubs.

Holidays are lovely.

and getting valentines in the mail is FANTASTIC!

If you look on the right ventricle you'll see a cute little note.

Thanks Alyssa for the Amore heart!

I was sent homemade valentines suckers! You're amazing Mel, Thank you!

Oh, and check out my cute earrings. They were a V-day gift to myself :)

And Samuel took these photos for me.

It's interesting to look at his BLOG and see how we edited them so differently.

If you missed out on getting a valentines from me, look what you missed out on!

and if you asked for one but haven't got it in the mail yet.... SURPRISE!!
Sorry that they might come late... I still love you not on V-day though :)

Today I'm planning on a V-day party for the oldies I care for. We'll be making and decorating sugar cookies. Can't wait! And then I have a steamy date with homework!

What are your plans?

Hope you have an a lovely Valentines day!

xoxo

Stud Alert.

2012-02-13T18:24:00.003-07:00

Sam Perkins is a Stud.

and soon to go on a mission!

and easy to take pictures of.

Model photos of him will come soon.

we just have to take them.

Sam is also a good photographer.

he took my the photos for my valentine.

Thanks Samuel.

check out his blog HERE.

Sundays.

2012-02-12T19:36:00.001-07:00

Growing up I always loved Sunday. I loved getting dressed up for church, sitting on the same pew with my family, or sitting on my Dads lap up on the stand, giggling in sunday school and young womens with Janessa, watching legacy or the occasional different sunday movie, long naps, roast and potatoes, family picnics, and really the full Sunday experience.

My junior year of high school I started working as a CNA. I worked Sundays and have ever since. When I first started I was only able to attend church every other week or less. The days I missed church I still felt edified from the elderly I was surrounded by and the service I was giving them. However, over time, I felt my mind set and heart changing. Missing church no longer felt like a big deal. It was just another day. Even though I always attended when I could, in my mind and heart attendance was more difficult. After realizing what was happening, I had to make a conscience effort to change my attitude with the help of the spirit whether I was working or not.

When I returned from Ethiopia the first time I went right back to work, Sundays included. Only this time, I went to church at 9am then went straight to work from 12:30- 8. Sundays felt painfully long. I would miss out on all sorts of family activities, a day to relax, and I would always be exhausted from staying up late Saturday night (which was no ones fault but my own). It didn't take long for me to start dreading Sunday. I tried to change my attitude and think of the people I was taking care of but it was still very hard. My Sabbath day just wasn't the same.

This year my Sunday work schedule has changed again. To be able to attend church every week I choose to attend my home ward in the afternoon (All of us employees originally had church in the morning). Now I get to work 6am to 12:30 and then rush to church. Unfortunately, I struggle staying awake in church and as happy as I should be these days. Last week I told myself I needed to change that. Today I stayed awake all through sacrament meeting and primary. I made an effort to smile more and talk to people I wouldn't normally talk to. And you know what? Today was a good Sunday. I felt the spirit stronger and uplifted more. The talks were more meaningful, the choir number was so beautiful, and primary was funner. It's a choice people. and If by now you're wondering why I still work on Sunday. Simply stated, I love the elderly I take care of and they still need help on Sunday.

I still love dressing up for church and I loved my outfit today. I follow and stalk a lot of fashion bloggers. It makes me want to post more of my wardrobe choices. Maybe just once a week. Oh, and don't you just love that skirt?? I thrifted it this week for $4. My beautiful necklace came from Ethiopia. I bought it literally off a women I saw at Market. My vest came from Ethiopia as well. It was hand crocheted by a women suffering from leprosy. She, along with others, use their handicraft to be able to provide for her family. oh, cool/nasty story. I haven't had/made time for a shower the last few days...gross. I can't make myself get up early enough to shower before work on Sundays and I don't have time after. So I was going to have to go to church today with a grease ball head. But, I didn't. Instead I put baby powder in it. And you can't even tell, can you??

Hope you had a fabulous Sunday too!

The SWEET and SOUR.

2012-02-11T17:07:00.001-07:00

I'm lovin' this whole sweet and sour concept. So much, in fact, that I find myself thinking, "This needs to go on the sweet list!" or "This is definitely sour material!" The problem is, I usually forget when I come to actually write it. Whateves.

Sour:
- Cold feet
-Working 8pm to 8 am and then going to classes and then taking a test. horrible combo.
-Tedious editing
-The almost part of putting the valentines in the mail. (see below)

Sweet:
- New clothes
-PUTTING THE VALENTINES IN THE MAIL... (almost)
-8hrs of sleep
-Down time
-Photoshoots
-Old people country dance adventures
-Wearing your pjs all Saturday.
-Lunch date with the 90 year old bf.
-Finishing Nursing applications

whoa, ELLIE....

2012-02-09T07:55:00.003-07:00

After conquering anatomy and physiology I'm pretty sure we deserve these pants.
like, I really want them.
and dang that is a good looking sartorius muscle, if we're speaking anatomically :)

if you haven't, you must.

2012-02-08T19:20:00.006-07:00

Today I finished creating my {super, amazing, CUTE} valentines.
I'll be honest, you're going to want one.
People, the stats show BIG numbers of page-views.
so just do yourself a favor, don't be shy,
and go HERE to make a comment
and you'll be getting snail mail before you know it!
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox

on a different note,
i'm convinced i'm more attracted to facial hair now that i see it next to never on campus.

The Sweet and Sour!

2012-02-03T22:45:00.001-07:00

SOUR:
-My Mom told me she wants me to get married this summer, like she's trying to get me out of the house or something??... Kate: Um, Mom, I'm not dating anyone. Mom: Minor detail. Kate: I think I need to DATE the guy for awhile. Mom: Okay, this fall then. oooooh boy.
-Sleeping in and rushing off to class. while sitting there I realized.... I wasn't wearing a bra. Awesome start to the day.
- Deciding to change up the scenery and go study at the PUBLIC library, I know really getting out there, only to have a group of noisy cub scouts gather at the table next to me.
- The groundhog saw his shadow! Punxsutawney Phil should have closed his eyes.
SWEET:
- Making and eating super yummy Ethiopian food.
- Shaving both my legs and plucking my eyebrows! (This actually happened last week (HA!) but a big enough victory that it had to be noted.)
- Getting an awesome package in the mail. Thanks Ronelle for the book and letter!
- Training a baby chicken in psychology which really was just staring at a cute chick all class.
- Trying to find someone to work your Friday night shift then realizing you weren't actually scheduled.
- Not bombing a chemistry test.
- Having an adventure planned for Saturday night!

Happy LOVE month!

2012-02-01T19:05:00.003-07:00

Can I call this a love month when there is really only a love day?
I say I can.
I have no significant other.
Which for a lot of people ruins the holiday.
not me.
I like holidays too much for that.
Gives another reason to celebrate!
and there is a lot of things about life worth celebrating.
SO
to celebrate love day I'm making Valentines cards.
I've been scheming ideas.
AND
I'll send you one, if you want.
BUT
you have to leave a comment.
and probably your address.
or email it to me.
Don't be shy.

Much LOVE,
Kate

P.s I might even send you candy if you start following me... maybe.

The Sweet and Sour!

2012-01-30T21:42:00.001-07:00

SOUR:
- Over the past month I've been having bad stomach pain. A sharp pain that shoots through my gut, usually after I eat. I've experienced it before, when I first got in Ethiopia. I half joke that I have a parasite. Yesterday I watched a nasty video of a little girl having worms surgically removed from her intestine. Today I read up on symptoms... Maybe I should go to the doctor.
- Having a little nephew empty a tub of gel on your mirror and bed and you can't even get mad because he looks so cute with the other half in his hair.
-My Mother went to warm AZ and I'm stuck in cold Rexburg. Batam Biiird!
-Walking out of the house reguarly for the day looking like you "just got hit by a bus." hotttttie.
-Having 4 test one week then 3 the next. Can't a girl catch a break??
- Waking up at 5:30 am four days a week.
- Realizing there is not enough time in the day to complete everything that has to be done.
-Having a malfunction with photoshop while needing to edit an entire engagement session. (Don't worry, Cassie and Kenny, it's all fixed now!)

SWEET:
- Sunday night Alyssa and I made an ingera start. Which triggered the coolest dream that night!... I was back in Ethiopia AND speaking in Amharic!! This is a sign I need to go back, right?
- Making delicious veggie couscous, green salad, and salmon for the Father.
-Getting a free download of a Joshua James song.
- Actually getting homework done on time. Can I get a hooraww!
- Talking with my amazing Ethiopian Family on skype even when some can only speak 5 words in English.
- Receiving thank-you notes.
-Feeling the spirit while being remind of the importance of our choices at church this Sunday.
- Going to bed at 10 pm.
-Making a wish on a shooting star soaking in the hot tub.
-Hearing "the dumbest song you ever heard" sung by a 90 year old. The video won't upload, sorry.

...flashback...(massive adventure/partying update in photos)

2012-01-27T21:53:00.001-07:00

Lets start here.

During Christmas break I got together with all these lovely gals.

We reminisced, giggled, caught up, laughed, and ICE SKATED, like pros I might add.

After some good warming up, we decided it was time to pull out our stunts!

It didn't end well.

We're awesome.

Next stop, New Years Eve.

Ellie and I got our shop on.

We got some sweet deals, like always.

We even ate on a budget! and I just love corn dogs.

The partying didn't end with corn dogs...

Us (yelling outside): HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

Neighbor: YOU'RE 3 MINUTES LATE.

Us: whatever as we continued to dance it up.

Janessa and Chloe got pretty close.

And the lovely Tristen put a hair wrap in for me

sadly, it fell out this week. :(

Oh, I went blonde.

And Chloe went brown.

AND THEN, Cassie called us with news... she got ENGAGED!!

So, of course we had to go see her.
We all had different reactions to it...

"AHH, I"M ENGAGED" dancing occurred.

Ellie and I had New years toasts!

oh, working at 6am new years morning was not the funnest thing.

ENGAGEMENT PARTY!

FOOD and the HOT TUB were wonderful.

Did our nails and watched vampire diaries. In my opinion, they looked great.

This is big news: I am now sporting a rockin' pony tail!!

sure I have a million bobby pins in but a pony tail is a pony tail, right?

Hot pool adventure!

What started as a big group ended up only being me and Sam.

and we loved it.

We explored a ghost town and got frozen feet.

saw wildlife.

Hike to gold bug hot springs on a beautiful sunny day and soaked.

then froze hiking back all wet.

but not really.

Then we got stuck in Leadore with no gas... gas station was closed at 6. They still have pumps without a credit card machine?? yes, yes they do. Thanks Aunt Susan and Uncle Steve for saving us!!

Life is good.

Notes to self...

2012-01-22T21:50:00.000-07:00

1. Try not to fall asleep in primary ever again. responsible teacher right here.
2. Keep going on dates with 90 year olds.

3. Don't fall asleep for 2 1/2 hours when it is 5 PM.

4. Go ice fishing this winter.

5. Manage time better.

6. Remember this:

“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”

Thanks Mark Twain.

7. You really are a good shopper. (2 dresses, skirt, tank, 2 belts, and 4 shirts. all for $40)

8. Get more sleep. 5 hours a night is (obviously) not cutting it.

9. Make injera this weekend.

10. Don't blog so much about your sleeping habits and instead get the blog caught up or at least do your homework.

A Uncle, Aunt, and Cousins.

2012-01-21T23:22:00.000-07:00

On a cold windy day,

2012-01-19T22:05:00.004-07:00

besides doing awesome on a chemistry test, what could be better?

The necessities for studying!

2012-01-18T17:36:00.000-07:00

To my faithful blog readers (aka: Mom) sorry I've been so MIA.

Life can get so busy.(school, work, family, and of course adventures.)

I have oodles to tell you about.

and I will, just not now.

now I will share my secrets to successful (hopefully) study sessions...

I may or may not be sharing these simply because I'm sick of studying.

oh well.

First: The trusty lucky sham rock head band that is sure to make everything stick in your brain!

Second: Purple spandex and Dad's church socks. Comfort is a must.

Third: A great big stack of note cards, a pencil with a good eraser, and calculator (depending on the subject of course)

Fourth: and probably my favorite... Tea! Licorice flavor is WAY better then it sounds. Keeps your insides all warm and happy.

Fifth: Of course, good tunes. Joshua Radin is always an excellent choice.

Now, lets pray I can pass this chemistry test...

This is what Ellie looks like when I dress her from MY closet....

2012-01-04T21:16:00.001-07:00

Amazing Right?

I'm usually not a big fan of winter shoots but I've done several lately for people and i'm loving it.

maybe it's the fact that there is hardly any snow.

Tis the season for family photos!

2011-12-28T11:54:00.002-07:00

All 19 of us together!

Mother&Father

Carlos&Karen&Joshua&Jonas&Charlotte

Kayla May

Wesley&Alyssa&Mubarek&Mesafinet&Damitu&Tofic&Gutama&Everett

Lydia&Phillip

Kate&Tramp

I really like the silly one. I want it printed big...still trying to convince the Mother.

Love my family.

This one time I got a text that made my whole day...

2011-12-27T11:17:00.002-07:00

Losing my new bight red lip stick

and

a bunch of photo files from Ethiopia did NOT make my day.

but somehow, life is still good.

Two in One.

2011-12-24T21:04:00.005-07:00

Over the last week I've been writing "The final day in Ethiopia" post. Needless to say, it hasn't been that easy to sum up so I've just kind of put it off. Today I thought I would sit down and write a Christmas post instead. Being in Ethiopia I missed out on all of the pre-celebrations and many traditions to Christmas. It wasn't until I landed in Amsterdam and saw an airport covered in Christmas decor and trees that it really hit me that it was almost Christmas and that I was going home. When I got home I felt like I had missed out on so much. How could I get in the holiday spirit if I didn't do all the partying before hand? And then I started reading the start of my "Last day in Ethiopia" post....

My last day in Ethiopia was hard. I knew the day would come from the beginning, counted down the days, watched the days become smaller and smaller and yet the final day was still painful to face. After all, I wasn't just leaving Ethiopia but people I deeply love. People who made a difference to me. When I walked away from the hospital and Tarikua (A beautiful disabled baby girl who was abandoned at the hospital and was placed in a government orphanage. She stole my heart.) for the last time my heart physically hurt and tears ran down my cheeks. But that wasn't the end. Then there was Jason, his boys, Mesgana, my Ethiopian family, and close friends. All people I love. By the time I got to the airport that night, I was sure my heart would burst. In fact, after I gave my last hugs at the airport, when I turned with my bags to check in, I couldn't even turn back around to give a final wave, it just hurt too bad.

I am incredibly thankful I returned to Ethiopia. I am thankful I was trusted and privileged to interact with the beautiful children at Mother Teresa's hospital. I am thankful for the love and simple joys of life the children showed me. I am thankful for Jason and his example of love and compassion. I am thankful for the boys of Yehiwot Raey and their inspiring strength. I am thankful for excited, sweet, and obnoxious strangers who would put a smile on my face just by saying hi to me. I am thankful for my Ethiopian family who truly made me part of their family and gave me more love then I deserve. I am thankful for dreams and the wonderful adventures and lessons they bring. I am thankful for God and his endless love and beautiful people, all across the world.

As I read through it, even though it wasn't finished, feelings and memories came flooding back to my heart and mind. And I realized, I may not be in the holiday spirit but now more then ever before I feel closer to Christ. Serving in Ethiopia taught me, strengthened me, and blessed me to give and receive of love. And that is what Christ's life was all about. In the spirit of Christmas, let us all celebrate and remember to give of love.

"Glory to God in the highest and on Earth peace, goodwill towards men."

Melkem Gena! (Merry Christmas in Amharic)

the weather has changed.

2011-12-22T22:59:00.004-07:00

DRASTICALLY.

I'm freezing.

I have to wear a scarf and coat almost all of the time.

sometimes even in the house.

It's a good thing I have a lot of cute scarves from Ethiopia to keep me warm all winter.

a beautiful arrangement of photos that make me ridiculously happy.

2011-12-20T00:45:00.002-07:00

The title is very true.

I took these photos the first time I went to Ethiopia.

my heart melts a little whenever I look at them.

I entered these bad boys into the State fair.

They all did extremely well.

And I received amazing compliments from the judge (Who happened to be Ryan Muirhead. Who happens to be one of the most amazing photographers. People, I have emails from him to prove it).

Sorry for the bragging but I'm pretty proud of them.

Anyway, They've been sitting in a pile in my room for a while.

way over due to be hung up

so... waaaaLA

Now I get to see Ethiopia everyday!

Such beautiful people.

I'm considering selling some of my prints. If you're interested, let me know.

and here are a few random photos of life being home...

After my first hot shower! It might have lasted a full 30 minutes and I loved each second of it.

This is jet lag people. I can't sleep at night here.

Hope you're having a good day or night, whichever it may be.

What have you seen today?

2011-12-06T03:13:00.010-07:00

This week marks the last full week I have in Ethiopia. I've noticed I've been paying attention to everything more closely. I've been more engaged instead of passive to things and others around me. Looking into peoples eyes, accepting more slobbery kisses, trying to memorize details and feelings as I walk the streets. My senses and heart seem to be extra tuned in. Experiencing the present moment is beautiful. I've been able to do more then just look around me but see instead. See the love a street women had for her small son as they sit and play with one another along the side of a busy rode. See ambitions and hopes as kids scattered away from school dressed in uniforms. See and feel pure love as young girls walked at my side offering to share their meager bread in outstretched hands. This week I've seen and been touch by the hearts around me. It makes me want to be better and give more. It has reminded me how amazing people are and that the human race is more alike than different. We may live in various environments, speak different languages and work assorted professions, but at our core, we are all the same. It does not matter whether we are wealthy or poor, old or young, ethnic or Caucasian. All of us just want to be loved, appreciated and heard. We all want to have family and friends to support us, good health, and laughter to enrich our lives. We all are sons and daughters of God. We all have value and goodness to offer. Bono once said, “Where you live shouldn't determine IF you live.” I've decided seeing is an important part of living. So as you read this think, what have you seen today? What can you see today?

There is a Fungus Among Us!

2011-11-28T02:17:00.008-07:00

More specifically, on my right arm.

Can you say, "Hello, Mr. Ring Worm!"

Considering the sickness and diseases I'm around, It's amazing that's all I've come down with.

Seriously.

Here is my arm in all it's glory...

For once I have fast-ish internet so I'm just doing a photo post...

This is the beautiful Mesgana and myself. We live together and let me tell you, we have a lot of fun.

Our guilty pleasure... Nutella!

Note: My hair is insanely long! It has grown like a weed.

Many have asked a lot of questions about my house... here's the grand tour! Sorry the pictures are all kind of mixed up.

To start off, this is inside the kitchen. Almost everything is cooked over the fire, including the injera.

On the left is the kitchen and cow barn. Right is the land lords family's home and gathering room. All the neighbors come here to enjoy.

Some of the houses in the compound.

This serves as the one and only sink and even the cow drinking hole.

This is Yinee, the land lord, cleaning out the cows barn. A pretty stinky job. Nonetheless, she is incredibly sweet and loving.

The master bathroom... oh wait...squat hole!

The shower. It is very very cold. I swear it will kill me one of these days. I'm a big pus and can only make myself shower twice a week. The pink door makes it a little better though.

One of the "family members" Fikray washing his clothes. Which, by the way, is a lot of work!

And finally, that is my room... where the door is open.

It's small and simple and I love it.

Oh, this is Boo Boo (Yinee's daugher). Isn't she the cutest little thing?

On to other things... this is Mesgana and her Fiancee Mobe. He is from Kenya and came to visit for a few days.

They are getting Married December 17th! We're all excited for them!

Just as I can't stop rain from falling, I realized I can't stop time from carrying me away. In a short few weeks my time in Ethiopia will be up. I am not ready to say goodbye again, especially to the people, but to the life style and rich culture as well. I love living in an inviting community, where you always ask to share food and drink,where you spend time greeting and joking rather than avoiding each other because of a busy schedule. I feel so blessed to be here. I'm preparing to come back to cold Idaho though!

Hi, my name is Kite.

2011-11-22T03:31:00.003-07:00

or Kete and sometimes Kity.

I always slaughter Ethiopian names, but the good news is,

Ethiopians can't pronounce my name either.

It makes me giggle.

Life just keeps getting better and better here.

That doesn't mean things don't go wrong or that I'm always comfortable.

but I've learned that it's okay to change your plans and get out of your comfort zone.

Time here has brought sweeter rewards.The children I spend my time with have touch my heart so deeply. It has been so fun to get to know them more. To remember their names, to have them come give me hugs and kisses as I walk in the gate, and to simply learn their likes and dislikes. I'm thankful for their examples.

The past couple weeks I've been a bit in shock.

I keep thinking to myself with disbeleive, "It's already November?!"

and then when I realized it's the THIRD week of November, I about die.

Where has the time gone?

I have been a bit slow realizing when Thanksgiving actually is.

Oh, THIS WEEK.

now that is just nuts.

I've been thinking of last years Thanksgiving, I celebrated it in Ethiopia too.

You can read about it here and here.

It was quite the adventure.

I can't wait to find out what this Thanksgiving will bring.

To get in the mindset of Thanksgiving I've been reading some conference talks on gratitude. What inspiring leaders we have. One of my favorite quotes came out of a talk from our Prophet Thomas S. Monson, The Divine Gift of Gratitude. He quotes Josheph S. Smith--

“The grateful man sees so much in the world to be thankful for, and with him the good outweighs the evil. Love overpowers jealousy, and light drives darkness out of his life. Pride destroys our gratitude and sets up selfishness in its place. How much happier we are in the presence of a grateful and loving soul, and how careful we should be to cultivate, through the medium of a prayerful life, a thankful attitude toward God and man!”

President Monson continues "A grateful heart comes through expressing gratitude to our Heavenly Father for His blessings and to those around us for all they bring into our lives." I love the power in that profound sentence.

I'm thankful for you, Happy Thanksgiving!

Bridging the Language Barrier

2011-11-15T04:19:00.004-07:00

Living in a country where you don't speak the language, obviously, can be difficult and frustrating. I so wish I could communicate better with the wonderful people I am surrounded by but I can't, yet. With the gaping language barrier, I've found another "language," if you will. As I interact with others and especially the children at Mother Teresa's I've realized how loud our spirits can speak. It has been in the eyes and countenance's of the disabled I've truly felt I could understand and be understood. It has transfered a feeling to my heart and bridged the gap. The feeling grips so tightly I can scarce forget about it. Everything around me brings me back to that feeling like a bell, clanging loudly and forcefully. It makes me re-examine my life; leaving me shaking some moments, crying at others and laughing at still more. It is a feeling oddly hard to put to the back of my mind. It is a feeling that stays with me and tickles my conscience; one that keeps me up at night asking myself questions I don't have the answers to.

It is a feeling of love.

powerful and true.

intense,

and always needed,

for all.

I'm thankful for the changing feeling of love I've received and pray I can somehow spread it with others.

What an adventure life is!

2011-10-28T07:34:00.000-06:00

The feeling to return to Ethiopia has been on going since I returned to the States. I couldn't describe it. I knew it was crazy but real. Stepping off the plane and back into this country has felt so right. Even though my bags got left back in Amsterdam, the first couple days, I was beaming ear to ear to be back. I have to admit, the first two weeks was the time period I was most worried about. I thought, "I'm going to have to drag around a bunch of paranoid farengi's." But in actuality, it was a lot of fun. Seeing the country through new eyes and their reactions made me laugh. Here's some of the highlights...

We traveled down to Shashamane/ surrounding area- about 150 miles from the capital. All by public transportation, an adventure in itself. There we were able to spend time with the kiddo's family. They show such genuine and selfless love and are happy for the opportunity the kids were given. I feel so blessed to know them.

Mesafint's Father and myself

Mesafint's Dad brought photo's from when Mesafint was just a baby with his Mother. They are a beautiful family. For some reason I can't get them to rotate upright- sorry.

This is Mubarek, Damitu, Tofik, and Gutama's Brother and Sister.

They look so much like Mubarek and Damitu I think.

More family and friends.

Ronelle with cute kids. They either like to play with the farengi or are terrified of us.

We spent time at the Village of Hope- the orphanage the kids spent time in.

This is inside one of the domes Wes built for them.

Eating lots of Ethiopian food again!

Celese and Jim's first time having injera.

I was trying to buy mango's and ended up with this weird fruit instead. It was white and stringy on the inside with big pumpkin shaped seeds and tasted like pina colada. The best part was getting the limes, under my hand, for change.

Nati and me eating yummy tibs.

Behold, Ethiopian transportation...

Horse and donkey buggies

Mini Buses- Pack with people, stuff, and animals. If you look close you'll see the goats on top of the van on the left.
This is a Baja. I love riding in them.

And this is the crazy bus station. They have no schedule, organization, and the bus will only leave when it is completely full- which can take hours of waiting.

Me and Ronelle on a very bumpy ride. Even though public transportation is uncomfortable, a little scary, and extra long I kinda really love it.
Making friends and seeing the locals reaction to us on the buses makes it all worth it to me.

This Muslim man was so interesting to talk to. He even bought us corn.
On our travel we met up with Seid, a friend from the farm.

He brought Ronelle and I to his home to meet his family.

This is Seid and his father.
They fed us yummy porridge.

Going to homes and meeting families is one of my favorite things. I feel privleged to be invited to. They always treat us as royal guests and are honored that we care enough to visit them and their humble homes.

Seid's brother, me, Mother, Ronelle, and Sister.

Probably one of the most incredible and heartbreaking experiences of all was visiting the Prison and the man who attacked Wes. I was able to sit and talk with him, surrounded by all the other curious inmates. He is only 19 and still has 12 more years in jail. He was sincerely sorry for what he did, and expressed it several times. He had no intentions of hurting or killing Wes. He acted out of rage and that moment changed his and our lives forever. Sad really. He was grateful to hear Wes was okay and that he had forgiven him. It truly was an amazing experience.

Welcome to jail.

Back in Addis, we spent time with Jason and his boys. I'm lucky enough to spend my afternoons with them now. The boys are attempting to be my Amharic teachers. They are amazing kids with big hearts and dreams. It's humbling to see the selfless service Jason gives them.

I got to visit the Leprosy and TB hospital again! The victims of these disease are given the opportunity to sell their handy crafts in the hospitals gift shop for income. You can't help but walk away changed. They are all so happy despite their set backs and challenges. The next day we returned to bring them their photos we'd taken of them- loved seeing their faces light up at the surprise.

Weaving a rug.

Spinning cotton.

They can make some of the most beautiful things.

My Chaco tan line has increased by ten fold. Oh, and I have cool African men painted on my foot.

Enjoying delicious traditional food and dancing show.

We even got interview for Ethiopian TV. We're famous!... I tried to upload the video of me watching it here but the internet was too slow.

I took everyone to the Markato- the biggest market in Africa. I just love it there.

This women is selling in scents and spices.

I love being back in Ethiopia. I am now spending my days volunteering at a Mother Teresa Hospital in the morning and Yehiwot Raey (Meaning Vision of Life- Jason's boy program) in the afternoon. I'm moving in with a member from the branch here. She's about my age and extremely beautiful and kind. I'll have to blog more about that another time.

Love you all!

P.s Do you like the new name? I decided it was definitely time for a change.

My morning started early

2011-10-10T07:49:00.008-06:00

I got up at 3:45 am, unfortunately, I went to bed after 1. I took a long hot shower, knowing it might be one of my last for the next 2 months. After getting bags in the car, I was off and running. A quick stop at Walmart to grab the last minute things I still needed (A new external hard drive, mints, bug spray, jump drive, and a notebook) then it was straight to the IF airport. Checking into a small airport is the best... no lines. My parents gave me lasting words of advice, snapped a picture, and gave big hugs. Then I took a deep breath, navigated through security, gave a final wave, and up the escalator to the gates I went. After a short 40 min flight I find myself in Salt lake. I will board my next flight to Detroit, then it's Amsterdam, Sudan, and finally Ethiopia. It's a good thing I love airports. They are exciting. There is so much movement. There is anticipation. There is exhaustion, lots and lots of exhaustion. And most importantly, there is a diverse group of people. I can't help but wonder where people are from, where and why they are going. I'm sure my speculations are way off from the truth. I wonder if anyone would guess I'm from a small town in Idaho heading to Ethiopia alone all because I fell in love with the people there. I kind of doubt it. I can't wait to start this grand adventure in Ethiopia again. I can only imagine what is in store for me this time around. In the meantime, I'm going to go find some breakfast...

Hope your Monday is as great as mine!

.... 30 something hours later I arrived in Ethiopia

Bag-less and happy.

Overwhelming Gratitude.

2011-10-03T23:23:00.006-06:00

Tonight my body is exhausted and worn but my thoughts are far from sleep.

Lists and lists of to do's are racing through my mind.

worried and overwhelming thoughts are lingering.

and my excitement is bursting!

But leading the race is that of gratitude.

I feel so incredibly grateful for the opportunity I have to return to Ethiopia.

to be part of something bigger then just myself.

I'm thankful for the support, encouragement, and even the advice and caution I've received.

Tonight, at work, I was helping a 95 year old man get ready for bed.

We had this conversation:

Man: Can I talk to you like you're my daughter?

Me: Yeah, of course you can. Whats bothering you?

Man: I'm just worried.

Me: About what?

Man: You leaving the country. You know, men can't be trusted. You need to be really careful.

Me: (Speechless.)

The conversation went on for a time with him expressing his concern. I was stunned and touched. It made me step back and realize how much he and others care about me. It made me understand the endless questioning and apprehension I've received but simply endured and grumbled about from others. I'm so lucky to have such wonderful people in my life.

The awe of the amazing people in my life didn't stop there. I stumbled out from work to my car, thinking how tired I was and blah blah about me. I plopped into my car, grabbed the keys sitting in the cup holder, went to put them in the ignition when a note caught my attention. Resting against the speedometer was an enveloped labeled Kate Hill. Thoughts of who and what it could be started spinning through my mind. As I flipped the envelop over it read: "For the kids of Ethiopia." Inside was $100 dollars. Tears replaced my selfish thoughts and wondering. I'm not sure who you are or if you even read my silly blog but I want to sincerely thank you. Thank-you for being so selfless. Thank-you for supporting my dreams in Ethiopia. I really appreciate it and those in Ethiopia will too. I'm planning to purchase tooth brushes, tooth paste, soap, and other hygiene supplies with the money you donated.

A big thank-you to JoAnne Haws, her friends, and mother, for giving of there time to sew and donated items as well. You are making a difference to others.

Even though I have a million things to do... in only three days I'm going to enjoy them.

I am so blessed, thanks to all of you in my life.

seriously.

2011-10-03T23:03:00.003-06:00

I miss you.

but not your roommates obnoxious clocks.

Meow.

2011-09-30T14:01:00.002-06:00

a not rainy morning

2011-09-28T09:48:00.004-06:00

The morning started somewhat cloudy today. I feel as though the storm is hitting everything around me, but yet there aren't even rain clouds. I must admit it is a foreign feeling. The breeze is cool and the to do list is large, but it is just that ONE moment, that you can’t even begin to explain. And though you try, and you do try, none understand, though they pretend to. Such is the experience of today and all. There has been some wonderful experiences here. I'll miss it but I'm ready to leave.

Warning: we don't mess around.

2011-09-26T22:23:00.016-06:00

We take our photo shoots very seriously.

If these photos don't make me famous I don't know what will.

Oh and Ryan Muirhead, Please hire me.

I experimented with some grunge effects on this one.

It's weird but I like it.

It only takes one to make a ripple...

2011-09-19T23:45:00.012-06:00

"…We can to a certain extent change the world; we can work for the oasis, the little cell of joy and peace in a harried world. We can throw our pebble in the pond and be confident that its ever-widening circle will reach around the world." –Dorothy Day

I have a new adventure to declare.

I've written and rewritten this blog announcement.

but I can't figure out how to say it right.

A friend posted that quote on facebook.

I figured it was as good of spot to start as any.

I believe Dorothy Day.

and

I want to make a difference.

I want to design change.

and most importantly,

I want to create happiness.

thus,

(Drum roll please)

I'm returning to Ethiopia.

and it's not because change isn't needed here.

but rather,

Ethiopia needs me.

but most likely,

I need Ethiopia.

do I feel scared to go back?

yes.

actually, going back makes me feel a lot of things.

excitement.

nervousness.

uncertainty.

sadness.

happiness.

and yet,

it feels right.

I'm tossing my pebble in,

October 10th.

to help Wes&Alyssa's book author,

volunteer in..

hospitals

orphanages

and

other charity organizations.

until December 15th.

If you're interested:

I'm trying to collect art supplies to give to Where Love Is. (An organization helping street boys)

If you would like to contribute, please email me at- katehill8@hotmail.com

Any and ALL other donations are welcome as well.

After all, one pebble will make a ripple but many will make a splash.

on the bright side...

2011-09-08T22:27:00.004-06:00

I did a fun shoot with my pal, Janessa Brown.

was creative.

and I put my name on some of the pictures.

do they look better that way? :)

More to come.

sometimes being a dreamer sucks.

2011-09-08T21:59:00.003-06:00

Tonight I think I finally realized I should stop being wishful.

It's hard to make dreams work.

and it's painful when you know it never will.

but maybe I just dream too big,

who knows.

the fact is, reality always wins.

we one uped skype.

2011-08-31T20:10:00.011-06:00

When your BFF lives in a different state then you, you learn to cherish the times you have together. Ellie had a two week break. Needless to say, it beat skype and 3 hr phone calls. Adventures were had and memories made....

Late night, spur of the moment, I had Ellie cut my hair. It was probably one of the better late night decisions I've made.

She did a pretty good job :)

R mountain sunrise hike!

Though waking up before the crack of dawn was hard it was totally worth it. The sunrise was beautiful, the company was great, and the Cap'n Crunch was delicious.

Sometimes I like to be 7 years old and eat rainbow cake.

Ms. Betty Crocker at her best!

For your information, my cake looked better then Ellie's.

And yes, it tasted as good as it looks.

We draw with chalk and have dance parties in the middle of no where. We are so cool.

Probably one of the best 50 cent purchases we've ever had.

Making the swim cap look better then Michael Phelps.

Golf course+ swim caps+ sprinklers= my idea of a good time.

Until next time, skype will have to do.

A day NOT ruined

2011-08-31T19:51:00.003-06:00

Over a year ago, I got pulled over for the first time, on my way to work, going 76mph in a 65. I got off with a warning.

A month and a half ago, I think, I was racing to work through the back roads out of NO where a sheriff appears. I get pulled over. I was going 65 mph in a 50 mph zone. To make matters worse for me I didn't have my license AND my insurance had expired. Can you say HUGE ticket? I was positive I would get slammed hard. After telling me the price of the very expensive ticket, the cop says, "But I don't want to ruin your day. I'll just give you a warning today." Needless to say, I was very thankful.

Now to more recent events....

more specifically, yesterday.

I was talking to Ellie on the phone and going to drop off some pictures I took for a family when low and behold flashing lights appear behind me...

The cop comes up and asks me if I knew how fast I was going. Honestly, I had no idea. He bluntly informed me I was going 50mph in a 35 zone.... I was shocked, I wasn't even in a hurry! In that moment, I just knew I was about to get my first speeding ticket and yet, I DIDN'T.

and I feel like the luckiest person in the world.

It's no secret I have a heavy lead foot.

I'm going to try and ease up a bit.

there is no way I can get out of anymore tickets.

My sister made really cute kids...

2011-08-22T20:18:00.004-06:00

19 to do's for 19 days:

2011-08-09T23:03:00.000-06:00

in no particular order.

1. Hike the "R" mountain and watch the sun rise.

2. Make a rainbow cake.

3. eat a whole box of otter pops in a day.

4. volunteer.

5. TIE DYE

6. go to Rigby lake and eat Chinese.

7. Finger paint.

8. Go camping.

9. run, run, run.

10. Make a blanket.

11. Go to a rodeo.

12. make bubble art.

13. be crafty and make pillows.

14. Go boating!

15. Watch Soul Surfer.

16. Have a picnic.

17. Go to a chuckers game

18. eat at the taco bus on main street.

19. Make life epic.

"Why are you returning to THAT country?"

2011-07-12T15:56:00.007-06:00

A year ago today I stepped onto a plane.

Little did I know how much adventure was in store for me.

and now, I'm planning to step back onto that plane to go back.

It's surprising how vocal some people have been about what they think/feel about me returning to Ethiopia.

I've heard a number of (but not limited to): "You really need to finish school." "You've already been there." "But America is so much better." "It's really unsafe there." "THAT country and THOSE people have so many problems." "What makes you think that you can help them?" "Why don't you stay here to date and get married?" "That is NOT a good idea." "You're crazy."

And I admit, some of them are viable reasons and sometimes I think I'm crazy too. I can usually smile and shake off the negative comments knowing how strongly I feel impressed to return. But lately they have piled up and been discouraging.

For others, but mostly for myself, I thought It would be helpful to quickly explain my reasoning.

I've always known I wanted to travel and help people internationally.

My first opportunity came when I got to go to Ethiopia.

It was the most amazing and hardest experience of my life.

It made me better.

My testimony was strengthened.

It forced me to grow, mature, and see things in a way I didn't know was possible.

I fell in love with the people and culture.

without a long explanation, that is why i'm returning.

to help people I love.

to serve, sweat, laugh, and cry with them.

to make a difference.

to them.

and me.

I'm not going into this naively.

I know what it is like there.

I know the challenges, dangers, and obstacles ahead.

But I also know the joy, happiness, gratification, and purpose it will bring.

and most importantly, I know I need to return.

and I can't wait.

the cutest kids on the block!

2011-07-11T17:19:00.006-06:00

Mostly I just want these two little tots to get married when they grow up.

HOT date.

2011-07-08T21:56:00.003-06:00

I love skype dates!

and Chloe.

Weekends are great.

2011-07-01T12:04:00.007-06:00

But three day weekends are wonderful.

Turns out, I love both.

I'm trying to get all my homework/tests/responsibilities done today so I can party all weekend long. busy busy busy. should I be blogging? no. but my brain is feeling fried and it's only noon. crap.

After I survive today my weekend is looking like this:

- Drive to Provo 5:30 am Saturday morning.

-Hang with the Stangers and laugh, giggle, meet, and play with animals here.

-Drive home Saturday night. Ellie in tow.

-Run at the golf course, party, draw with chalk, go bridge jumping (Ellie, we're doing it whether you like it or not.), have a sleepover.

- See my super cool friend mary at Albertsons late sat night :)

-Go to church, teach sunbeams, work 8 hours.

-Go camping after work and eat a whole box of otter pops.

-Watch the parade, go boating, and ooh and ahh watching the fireworks.

Jealous?

It's going to be a FABULOUS weekend.

What are you doing for the 4th?

P.s HAPPY CANADA DAY!

P.p.s Pinch and a punch it's the first of the month!

john&mandie&kiddos

2011-06-29T23:53:00.011-06:00

John, I'm a big fan of black&white... if your not just let me know and i can put them in color.

If there is anything else you want different let me know too.

I'll give you the rest Friday.

i wouldn't mind this outfit for the fourth...

2011-06-29T12:16:00.006-06:00

Summer Lovin'!

2011-06-28T16:53:00.004-06:00

i love summer.

the warm sunshine.

getting snow cones.

camping.

summer clothes.

sunglasses.

scooter gangs.

side walk chalk.

star gazing.

green grass.

bare feet.

rigby lake.

And Ellie this is for you. I did my make up again! Be proud. I've been mistaken as a man one too many times lately I guess.

Why?

2011-06-25T13:09:00.007-06:00

I took school off this past week.

and ventured to soccer camp... as a coach!

Wasn't I a player just over a year ago?

It was kind of strange being on the other side of it.

It made me miss playing and being part of the team.

My soccer experience was the best anyone could ever have.

I hope I can help these girls have the same experience and be a positive influence.

Camp was filled with lots of laughter, lots of soccer, lots of sun, lots of driving, and a lot of fun.

Us at the All-star game!

Since another coach, Corban, and I are still in school we left Tuesday after classes and met up with the team in Cedar City. We had about 14 hours in the car round trip. Needless to say, we had plenty of time to talk. On our way home, Corban said something that has had me thinking. He commented, "You talk about your dreams a lot." and I replied with, "They're important to me." Hes right, I do. Not only do I talk about them but I'm constantly thinking about them. Since then I've been asking myself, why? Why are they so important to me?

I've come to the conclusion it is because I want to have purpose in my life. If I had no idea where I want to go or what I want to do then how am I suppose to accomplish anything? My dreams and goals give me purpose. They give me something to work towards. They make me happy, they push, and strengthen me.

What if I hadn't dreamed, planned and gone to Ethiopia? It makes me shutter to think of Alyssa being alone through the horrific trial of Wes being attacked. or what would have happened to the kids If I wasn't there when Alyssa and Wes couldn't be. It was far from the dream I planned on, but in the end, was better. No doubt it tested me, made me grow, and strengthen me in ways I didn't know was possible. And now, it's made me dream even bigger. Ethiopia, here I come (in January)!

It's one thing to dream it's another to make it a reality. Goals take work and sometimes you fail trying to reach them. Failure only makes the success that much sweeter. One of the best things about goals, aside from doing them, is crossing them off your list. I always feel accomplished, no matter what the goal was.

I love that there is no limit to a goal. They can be anything ranging from, self-improvement, seemingly impossible, childhood dreams, spiritual goals, and everything in between.

Here are some of the recent goals I've added to my never ending bucket list:

- Run an ultra marathon with Ellie. Preferably THIS one.

- Make a beautiful sidewalk chalk master piece. I just bought a box of 52 so I'm ready!

- Have Ingrid (My adopted Swedish grandma) teach me to knit and then complete a project.

- Make someones day.

- Attend all the LDS temples in the world.

- Publish a photography book.

I love dreaming and making goals. I'm thankful they give me a sense of direction, a purpose, and can give a wonderful feeling of accomplishment.

Do you have a bucket list?

What are some of your goals?

Dear School,

2011-06-15T16:35:00.002-06:00

I hate your stinkin guts.

You make me vomit.

Your the scum between my toes!

Love,

Kate

It's a day to celebrate!

2011-05-03T08:26:00.006-06:00

Drumroll please....

Wes, Alyssa, and ALL 6 grubs are coming home!!

The trials up to this point makes the victory that much sweeter.

I can't wait to see them all together again.

They are flying home THIS week.

A day, week, year, lifetime, and eternity to celebrate as a family.

Everett (Almost 2!)

Gutama (9)

Tofik (11)

Beautiful Damitu (14)

Mesafinet (15)

Mubarek (15)

Wes&Alyssa&Everett in Dubai- Before they flew to the States and I flew back to Ethiopia.

This was the last time I saw them all together- Just before me and Wes flew to Dubai.

Let the party begin!

One week...

2011-04-30T17:54:00.004-06:00

Ellie has been gone one week.

It's strange to think that we only met ONE year ago.

It seems longer.

We've had so many good times together.

It was a hard goodbye.

Especially knowing I could be going too.

I hope I made the right decision.

We made our last week epic.

Canvas art, DI shopping, running adventures, photoshoot, ice cream and dancing:

I miss you.

[{Travels}]: aka Utah, Oregon, and Pocatello.

2011-04-23T10:21:00.008-06:00

April has been busy.

Really busy.

in a good way.

I survived my first semester of college!! so weird. Am I really THAT old??

Final projects and tests were stressful.

But somehow, the week of finals, I still managed to spend several days in Utah.

That Monday morning, I got up early, finished my final photography portfolio, skipped some classes and drove to Eden and met up wish some friends from Ethiopia- Mike and Julie Rhodes and Jason Burton.

Mike&Julie&Family:

I spent my first two weeks in Rome/Ethiopia with Mike, Julie and 2 of their kids and friends.

Julie and Mike are very loving and service orientated.

Undoubtedly, some of the most Christlike people I know.

They recently (in November) adopted Taye from Ethiopia.

Jason had taken him in from the streets and had been caring for him previously there.

Spending time with Taye and the Rhodes again was so much fun.

I love this family.

Jason Burton:

First went to Ethiopia at 18, went back a year later, wanted to make a difference, eventually started an NGO helping street boys, he lives there permanently now, has made a BIG difference to so many- including me.

His total selflessness amazes me.

I hope to be more like that someday.

Seeing everyone made me miss Ethiopia even more.

(For you curious readers, I'm going back in January. Hopefully for 8 months-ish)

Lots of planning needs to start.

Anyway, loved catching up with Jason.

Not only did I get to catch up with Ethiopian pals but also my Grandparents.

The older I get, the more I realize the importance of family and those relationships.

I've learned to love and appreciate my grandparents.

Thanks for letting me stay again Grandma and Grandpa Hall!

After finishing off the remainder of finals week it was off to OREGON!

Sam and I flew off on Saturday. It was Sam's first time flying.

Needless to say, It made take off WAY more exciting.

I have been up and down the coast before but not since I was little so it was really fun to go back.

We stayed at the Seaside hostel. If you're ever in Seaside I would recommend staying there! It is so fun meeting and interacting with new people there.

The trip was pretty spontaneous. We spent a lot of time at the ocean- walking/talking, finding sand dollars, laughing, taking pictures, building sand creatures, and being crazy!

We rented bikes one day and cruised all around.

We also went on a beautiful 8mi hike.

Everything was so muddy and green.

This is the mountain that we hiked. It really was so beautiful.

I love nature.

Portland was an adventure too! We mostly just explored and rode the train. All in all, great spring break!

After flying to Boise on Friday and driving home the adventures didn't end...

My little soccer team I coach had a tournament in Pocatello.

Since it was Ellie's last Saturday (Before she moved to Provo) she got work off and came with me! We drove fast and jammed to music all the way down. Our first game went okay we lost 1-0. We had a long break before our next game so me and Ellie went shopping (Ellie is a shopaholic. no joke). Nonetheless, I did buy 3 shirts. Lunch was yummy too at 5 Guys. Hmm... game number 2 was just plain bad. We lost 6-0. We've had a lot to work on this week at practice. I'm teaching them all my amazing defense skills. We have a game today, we'll see if they follow in my ways.

Spiritual Pay Day.

2011-04-03T08:02:00.004-06:00

Happy to announce the Baptism of Tofik, Damitu, Mubarek, Mesafinet, and Gutama Haws on March 27, 2011! It was such a rewarding day for Alyssa and Wes. I wish I could have been there for it. I miss those grubs so darn much! The kids were so excited to be getting baptized into the Church and today they will be getting confirmed. They are one step closer to being a forever family.

The Elders that helped teach the kids are amazing! I was so impressed with both of them when I was in Ethiopia. On the left is Elder Mcklenin (Sp?) from South Africa. On the Right is Elder Scoresby From Kaysville Utah! He said he knows some of the Brady and Becky Family. Kenny is his first name, do any of you know him?? Grateful they were willing to serve a mission.

I have so much to blog about but no time...

2011-03-29T21:42:00.006-06:00

I take it as a good sign that i'm busy living my life rather then blogging about it.

In short:

1. I freakin' assisted a C section!! coolest thing ever? Yes.

2. I'm coaching a 12 year old travel soccer team. They go to Utah and such for tournaments. I question if I really have time for this but WHY NOT? plus I love soccer. I'll be helping to coach my good ol' high school team this fall too. and I'm really exited about it.

3. I'm going to Portland for spring break with Sam!! why? Because we can.

4. Wisdom teeth out today for the SECOND time. Who gets their wisdom teeth out twice?? I had 2 extra.

5. Registered for spring semester- woo. I'm SO excited for more school... it's ridiculous.

6. I think I'm going to be a track trainer for Special Olympics. This is another thing I question if I have time for. I hope I can!!... and still keep my grades up.

7. I'm attached to the sweet old people I work with. I cut my hours to only working weekends now. I know they are sad...

8. I teach sunbeams on Sundays. They are so cute and super full of energy.

9. A couple Saturdays ago I spent it with Melvin. We drove to Ashton and ate at Big Juds. Then I drove him up to his cabin in Island Park- He wanted to check on it. He told me stories and we laughed and had such a great day. On our way home we got ice cream. Going from driving his car (2011 Toyota Camry) to mine (1995 Ford Escort) makes me really want a new car! Not to mention mine is dying.. literally.

10. Ellie and I have gotten in the habit of running at the golf course... barefoot. We are in denial about the seasons. It's proven to be very painful to run without shoes on when there is snow on the ground. Running makes me happy. Being with Ellie makes me happy. I would be even more happy if it was summer and the grass we run on was actually green and dry and not snow covered. All in all, it's a good combination though. Ellie is leaving in 3 weeks. I am so sad.

11. I love my friends. We got to all get together and have a ABC night. twas a blast.

11. It's finals/ huge projects due time. Needless to say I'm a little stressed. "I think I can, I think I can, I think I can..."

Kid-tervention!

2011-03-20T12:54:00.004-06:00

I've had a rough transition coming back to the States... to say the least.

Growing up, making decisions, feeling lost, and wondering what to do with my life have all played a toll on me.

I've cried over it, prayed over it, and been depressed over it. Me and Ellie both applied to BYU, we both got in to BYU, but only one of us was sure about BYU.

In the end, we both made different decisions regarding BYU.

Ellie is moving away in three weeks and I am staying at BYUI.

Making the choice to stay in Rexburg was unbelievably tough.

I didn't want to stay.

But in the end I've decided to sacrive my college experience for my dreams.

I feel drawn, pulled, and needed in Ethiopia.

It is where I want to be.

It is where I feel my purpose is.

Staying at BYUI is significantly less expensive which will guarantee me a quicker return to Africa.

It is worth it to me.

Ellie has helped me through all the stress and uncertainty.

She even intervened, and surprised me, with a kid-tervention!

It was full of rituals (face paint, night kite flying, blowing out candles, blind-folded).

An oath was made to still be a kid.

to live in the moment.

to appreciate life.

to be happy.

Um, don't ask me why I look so... HOT. It comes natural.

happy birthday... McKENNA!!

2011-03-17T09:04:00.004-06:00

This alone is probably why we are friends:

Thanks for blog stalking me :)

HAPPY BIRTHDAY.

Mug shots?

2011-03-01T20:46:00.012-07:00

I tried my eye/finger at street photography. I was a little hesitant to ask strangers but, surprisingly, most people were willing to get their picture taken. I thought it was really fun and I'm pleased with the images. I will be doing this again.

This is actually my Grandpa Hall, I took it last weekend when I was in Utah.

Ellie is always a good model/ good sport for my photography. She was my moral support for this shoot.

Grandpa Hall

Would you let a stranger on the street take your picture?

Which one is your favorite?

Happy {late} Birthday Ellie...

2011-02-24T14:36:00.011-07:00

As you know, I love birthdays.

Ellie, It's just plain sad that you don't.

Love or hate, it is still your birthday today or in this case... a few days ago.

I think it's funny how different we are.

I love that when we go out you wear a blazer :) and I wear tie dye.

I love that you are organized so that I don't have to be.

If you didn't know this, I love your laugh- It's contagious.

I love that you are a perfect model. Even more then that, I love that you will always model for me...even after you get your wisdom teeth out.

We had the best summer together. I miss those nights.

I'm glad our friendship didn't end when I left for Ethiopia but grew instead.

Like it or not not, I'm thankful you put up with my love for old people- for hanging out with 89 year olds and going to senior citizen dances with me.

I'm SO happy we both got into BYU. But I hate that I have to make the decision of being left behind by my best friend or pushing for my Ethiopian dream.

You have made my life epic.

Our friendship is so unlikely- we met the end of my senior year, I left for almost 6 months, and we are so different from one another. I'm so grateful that we did find each other and that we did become best friends.

Happy Birthday Ellie.

getting in touch with my inner cowgirl...

2011-02-23T20:00:00.004-07:00

The day actually came.

I started my artificial insemination class.

I pulled on my coveralls and rubber boots and out to the barn I went.

I'll spare you the dirty details.

In short, I hesitantly tugged on my shoulder high glove and tried to act tough through the ordeal.

I quickly realized this class is going to be hard.

"Darker then an inside of a cow" has a whole new meaning to me.

Locating reproductive parts inside of a cow and maneuvering things around is a lot harder then one might think.

The cowboys like to make jokes about "the nurse" but are very nice and helpful otherwise.

Sadly, the cutest one in there is married.

I probably will never think of a cow the same... and I probably will never smell the same either.

The things I have to do to be a cowgirl.

I took this the first day of my class. It seemed... fairly fitting.

Meet George...

2011-02-22T19:47:00.007-07:00

It's time to admit it...

there is someone in my life.

We've been seeing each other for a month now.

I study his structure, worry that I might forget a part of him, we've stuck it out through thick and thin, I spend day and night thinking about him, he even forgives me for calling him mean names.

This might be love right?

Meet George....

Aren't we cute together?

George is missing his proximal, middle and distal phalanx but I don't mind.

Having a corn dog dinner together... so romantic!

percentages.

2011-02-22T11:44:00.002-07:00

Test scores are back...

90% on anatomy lecture exam.

87% on the skeleton bones.

all in all, I'm happy.

just a few more test to go this week!

oh, by the way, I had a fabulous three day weekend.

will write about it soon with pictures.

This may be me attempting to study in the library...

2011-02-14T14:12:00.003-07:00

camera thingys built into computers are way too distracting.

Today.

2011-02-14T10:28:00.002-07:00

Today I have some goals that need to be accomplished.

1. Use time wisely.

2. Get an A on my anatomy test.

3. Review and master skull bones- including spelling.

4. Study arm, back, and finger bones.

5. "Get swept away by love".... actually that's what my Dove Chocolate just said.

mothers make the world go round.

2011-02-12T12:13:00.006-07:00

I don't know what I'd do without my Mom. She puts up with a lot; my crazy quirks, messy room, photo shoots, grumpy moods, and she does it all lovingly.

This past week, me and my Mom had a big misunderstanding, to say the least. Things were said, feelings were hurt, walls were built. Slowly they are coming down. Isn't it funny how we humans hold on to things. Cling and attach ourselves to life and situations that really don't matter. Life goes on. Ultimately, we will be happier if we can learn to just let go. It's a hard lesson to learn.

I'm grateful for my sweet Mother. For putting up with me, encouraging me, cheering me on, volunteering for photo shoots, giving advice, and being a close friend.

I love you Mom.

A Night Full of Senior Citizens.

2011-02-12T01:36:00.005-07:00

After having dinner and watching, "The Snow Ball Express" with Melvin (Our 89 year old friend we hang out with every Friday) Sam, Ellie and I ventured our way to Roberts to find a dance, knowing full well it was basically for senior citizens. My uncle, Bryant, has a friend that plays in the band that was putting it on. Thus, my parents and grandparents both came too. How fun it was to see them make their way around the dance floor. I even danced a few songs with my Dad and Bryant. It was refreshing to be part of something... uplifting, if you will. Almost unbelievable that a dance void of flashing lights, deafening music, and grinding still exists. I enjoyed watching these older people laughing, singing to the music, and dancing every song. Happiness and love still remains. I took the chance to snap away photos for an assignment focusing on motion. Truly, a priceless experience.

We are all ridiculously good dancers.

Dancing with my Pa, or at least trying to.

My cute parents tearing up the dance floor!

did and to do's.

2011-02-07T20:43:00.004-07:00

Yesterday: Church, take bridal photos?, worked, studied, pillow became wet, anger, and new walls.

Today: Endured a boring lab, was very productive studying in the library, stayed awake during Anat. lecture, trained 2 people at work, wished a lot, read chapter 4, memorize bones.

Tomorrow: Get ready for the day, be on time to class, take a test, splurge, get cancer, photoshoot, study leg and feet bones.

For the bird nerds...

2011-02-04T11:28:00.003-07:00

When I say "For the bird nerds" I mostly just mean Grandma and Sophie.

Enjoy this gem.

Good news!

2011-02-02T12:07:00.002-07:00

Today Is my 5/12 birthday.

I'm going to celebrate.

The groundhog DIDN'T see his shadow.

Hello early spring.

Already half way through the week.

I'm excited for Friday.

February 1st.

2011-02-01T12:05:00.001-07:00

PINCH and a PUNCH for the first of the month!

{NO} more one mores.

2011-01-27T23:33:00.010-07:00

There are {NO} more one mores!!

Going to that office one more time..

Getting that one more paper...

Having one more stamp...

Just getting that one more picture...

That one more signature...

The one more after one mores finally, paid off.

and now there are {No} mores.

The kids are officially adopted.

As time went by, the one mores did add up and end in a lot mores.

A lot more tears.

A lot more frustrations.

A lot more time separated from family.

But now with the {NO} mores a lot mores will add up too.

A lot more smiles.

A lot more patience.

A lot more trials.

A lot more gratitude.

and for Alyssa and Wes, a lot more kids.

but we couldn't be happier.

Stanger familia.

2011-01-27T22:34:00.005-07:00

Ellie being the amazing nice daughter she is decided to surprise her parents with pictures for their anniversary. And me being the amazing nice friend that I am, agreed to help.

The result?

THIS....

I have the most beautiful best friend EVER.

and Garrett has really squinty eyes.

I enjoy this family.

Nate.

They are models. Truly, they will be in a magazine now.

The children.

C.J.

Conner is a chunk and so cute.

J.J is very cute as well.

This may be my favorite picture.

Maybe I'm just hungry...

2011-01-26T16:38:00.003-07:00

Today I'm craving Ethiopian food.

In fact, my mouth is watering thinking about it.

If your extremely curious to know more about the food then go HERE.

And now that you have read about it, I'm guessing, you want to try it now.

so WaaaaaLAA...

HERE is a fairly authentic injera recipe.

and HERE is a variation to the recipe if you don't have teff.

Next, you need to make some sort of wot to go on top of your injera.

Go HERE for Dora wot.

HERE for Tibs

or just go to Ethiopia and get the full cultural experience.

Posting stuff. and a lot of Everett.

2011-01-22T16:18:00.011-07:00

I'm overwhelmed with the posts I want to post.

So I've decided to cover it all in one.

1. Lydia got married.

She has been a Montour for a whole month now.

I have SO many wedding pictures to edit.

Maybe in 3 months I'll finish them.

2. It was Christmas time.

Everett made it fun with his "ooohs" and "ahhhs" with every gift opened.

We also went sledding.

3. Coming home from the reception in Washington we had an adventure.

Highway closed + hotels full= sleeping in a gym.

I enjoyed the delay.

4. New years was fun.

Sticking with tradition we burned our Christmas trees.

and Everett ate snow and met his older twin.

5. I'm enrolled in artificial insemination.

poor cows, poor me.

6. Ellie & Kate.

We make life epic.

Having beach parties in the hot tub.

Star gazing and sledding on water beds.

Good times.

7. I got a nasty sore on my back.

My parents are convinced it's a bug, spider bite, or worms from Ethiopia.

Either way, it is looking better.

8. Everett.

He's the cutest little grub ever.

I miss him.

Alyssa and him flew back to Ethiopia this week.

Our house is too quiet.

How do you feel?

2011-01-14T18:51:00.003-07:00

Today I was quickly and frantically reading material for my English class so I could quickly and frantically write an essay on it when I came to this article...

"Most people don’t know the answer to the question, “How are you? How do you feel?” The reason why they don’t know is that they are so busy feeling what they are supposed feel, thinking what they are supposed to think, that they never get down to examining their own deepest feelings. “How did you like the play?” “0h, it was a fine play. It was well reviewed in The New Yorker.” With authority figures like drama critics and book reviewers and teachers and professors telling us what to think and how to feel, many of us are busy playing roles, fulfilling other people’s expectations. As Republicans, we think what other Republicans think. As Catholics, we think what other Catholics think. And so on. Not many of us ask ourselves, “How do I feel? What do I think?” – and wait for an answer."

-- S.I Hayakawa

I couldn't help but to stop and think, how do I really feel?

Things could be said about my feelings but I'll spare you the details of my internal wrestling match.

You should ask yourself the same question.

It's interesting what you might discover.

Changes.

2011-01-07T11:53:00.006-07:00

I've been putting a lot of thought into the changes life brings.

In my experience, change can bring hardships, adventures, happiness, and basically the full spectrum of emotions.

Within the last 23 days I have experienced a lot of changes.

Some embraced better then others.

Changes/things that have happened:

1. One more sister got married.

2. I live in the United States again.

3. I have a cellphone that people can actually reach me at.

4. Christmas time was less exciting and there was less people.

5. Climate adjusting.

6. College.

7. Now I have to retell my Ethiopian stories to EVERYONE.

8. Started work.

9. I live at home but don't have an actual room anymore.

10. I'm doing the full P90X workouts.

11. Friends have changed or moved away.

12. I feel less happy.

13. I drink milk again.

14. I wish a lot.... ( to be specifically blogged about)

Without changes life would be a constant boring mess with no variables. In just a day we experience thousands of changes. Ranging from how many hours of sleep we get, to what we eat, Who we see, what we doing, and of course even the weather's behavior that day.

The changes faced in a day or a week or the year require being flexible. I like to think of myself as a pretty flexible person. Ethiopia especially taught me to be flexible, nothing ever went as planned. In fact, the entire purpose of my trip was completely changed when Wes was attacked and I was able to accept that. However, I'm having a hard time accepting and enjoying the changes my life has taken now and it's nothing like the challenges I was slammed with in Ethiopia. I think it's a matter of being inflexible as far as my attitude is concerned. I don't want to be here going to school so of course I hate it. At some point, maybe I can find happiness and enjoyment at BYUI but I still have my doubts.

In summary, I hate being in college, I wish I was still in Ethiopia and I'm inflexible about trying to like BYUI.

So appealing.

2011-01-05T17:46:00.001-07:00

I want to drop out of college.

after the first day.

Goodbye Ethiopia.

2010-12-15T11:11:00.006-07:00

I can't believe how fast time went by and yet how much happened. Today I especially wish I was still pointing at that sign.

It's sad to think the time turned from months to weeks then weeks to days then days to hours and now, hours to unforgettable memories so fast.

Ethiopia has given me the hardest, most amazing, unbelievable experiences of my life.

I will miss it.

and am missing it,

a lot.

I left Ethiopia with lots of goodbyes but not nearly enough.

And I experienced a lot of last times.

Last time being a forengee.

Last time with my homeless friends.

Last time buying soft on the street.

Last time riding in a mini bus.

Last time walking to the fruit stand with Alyssa and leaving with our backpacks so full.

Last time going to the open markets.

Last time and more last times.

To be honest, I don't really like last times.

One of the last times buying soft.

Saying goodbye to Ethiopian food. I miss Injera.

All the street boys that wash cars by my house.

Saying bye to Samson. He is the one who offered to make my dreads using avocado and eggs.

It's nice to be home with family and friends.

and now i'm experiencing a lot of first times again.

First time eating my favorite cold cereal.

First time back at work.

First time partying with friends.

First time driving again with the music blaring.

First time being in Rexburg with dread locks.

and the biggest of all,

First time going to college, oh boy.

These first times have been great,

but my heart is still broken for the family and dear friends in Ethiopia.

Final goodbyes were heart wrenching with lots of tears.

It was especially hard leaving Alyssa behind.

Being in Ethiopia and the hardships I saw and and experienced changed who I am. It gave me a new perspective on life and what truly matters. It has given me the opportunity to really ponder and act upon what I believe and what my standards and morals are. It taught me more about myself and how I cope with trials. It humbled me. Ethiopia gave me an adventure of a lifetime and solidified my desire to help others internationally.

I love Ethiopia and will go back someday.

also, be prepared for Ethiopian pictures and stories to pop up on here for quite awhile more.

Who wants to go to court?

2010-12-08T23:23:00.005-07:00

It turns out, we do, we do!!

and WE ARE, December 13th.

Go here for more of the details.

Thanks were given and Celebrations were in order:

indescribable love for half birthdays.

2010-12-06T23:31:00.004-07:00

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I love birthdays.

I love half birthdays more, I think.

especially mine.

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Activities of December 2:

There is nothing like walking out of your house on your half birthday and having a bunch of guys tell you they love you. Talk about self esteem boost! Even better then that is getting a card saying I love you. Thank-you.

Our white skin attracts everyone and their dog. Lots of beggars, children selling soft, wanna-be boyfriends, salesmen selling a variety of items, or people who simply want to talk with the farengie. We have our usual followers who know us by name, many of them include street kids, like the ones above. We have a lot of fun with them; passing out glow sticks, buying soft from them, lots of laughing and painting their nails, like in the picture above.

They loved getting their nails painted and I loved painting them. Many people were interested in what we were doing and took our picture. It was a good half birthday party activity.

You often see homeless or very poor people wearing sandals made from car tires. Their resourcefulness is amazing. I have been wanting a pair. After searching and wondering we found them at the Marcado ( The largest open market in Africa). These are some of the fellows making them.

I love doing things out of the ordinary. Just like being in the bus station, getting tire shoes is something forengees don't do. The locals got a big kick out of it and so did we.

After our shoes were made, of course, we decided to wear them the rest of the way home. Unfortunately, they were incredibly uncomfortable despite the fact that they were custom cut out for us. It would have been more comfortable to walk bare foot then to endure the tire cut into our toes. It didn't take long to greatly appreciate real shoes.

Half a cake for half a birthday :)

Luckily, I got one and a half cakes for my half birthday. The kids arranged the candles in a heart, I felt loved.

A whole 18 and 1/2 candles!

I have been an adult for a full half year, crazy.

Pretty cool thing about Ethiopia you can buy movies for 20 Birr, about $1.25. There are boys that walk around selling them, all of which are pirated. Now that I know them, they give me the heads up if they are good quality or not. Thank-you. All the kids, Alyssa, and me watched and loved it. We highly recommend it. Nothing like watching a Disney on your half birthday.

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My half birthday was amazing.

After seeing this, I bet you all will celebrate yours now too.

I love June 2nd and December 2nd.

And getting balloons on those days...

or any day for that matter.

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Also, since I'm sure you're all wondering, the pictures are black and white for dramatic effect, since I'm getting so old and everything.

Just ONE more....

2010-12-06T06:16:00.005-07:00

Ethiopian adoption process goes like this:

"Just go to one more office..."

"You only have to get one more paper..."

"Now only one more stamp..."

"We need one more picture..."

"One more signature..."

"One more, one more, one more..."

As time goes by, one mores add up and end in a lot mores.

A lot more tears.

A lot more frustrations.

A lot more time separated from family.

Today Alyssa and I were excited to finally summit for a court date. We were confident everything would work out and would be finished with the "just one mores" and would get a court date within this next week.

Unfortunately, that didn't hold true.

Instead we were turned away to do a few more one more things.

Though we are upset, things will work out, even if it hasn't been on our timeline.

We'll have a court date soon.

This is how one mores make Alyssa feel sometimes!

{Thanks}giving adventures to rememeber.

2010-12-01T23:50:00.019-07:00

I find I like to do things uncharacteristic to typical forengee, keeps life more interesting. Thus, when I decided to go to Lalibella I took the bus. It's always amusing to see the locals reaction to a white girl in unlikely places, like the bus station. The bus was for nearly a hundred people all within very close quarters. I sat on the back bench with 6 other people. There was absolutely no wiggle room, it was extremely hot, smelly, and extra bumpy. The seats close together gave my knees the chance to get smashed against the seat ahead and crushed with every bump we encountered, I felt bad for the tall people.

Enjoying a bus ride FULL of people.

Going on road trips in the States generally includes paved roads and highways, not here. The bus twisted and winded through the mountain terrain and you feel lucky if it's paved at least half way. Unfortunately, as we traveled along about 95% of everyone on the bus, if not more, got car sick. Even more unfortunate, none were very discrete about it. Moaning, heaving, and sounds that shouldn't be described were happening very LOUDLY as time after time people surrounding me puked. I never want to be so close to so many throwing up people again. The bus ride took two days to reach Lalibella. After the first full day of travel we reached the city called, Dessie. I stayed the night there at a hole in the wall hotel and got my share of bed bug bites. The city was nice though I didn't have much time to explore it. Bright and early the next morning at 5am we hit the road again. The unpleasant smells and sounds of the bus adventure will forever be etched into my brain, however, I still was able to enjoy it. The drive is absolutely beautiful. Full of mountains, people working in their fields, women cooking outside traditional huts, and small kids herding cows. Ethiopia truly is a beautiful country filled with beautiful people. By late afternoon, we finally arrived in Lalaibella. It's a city created into and atop the mountains. There are hundreds of small surrounding villages further into the mountains as well. After getting a room and collapsing on the bed for a quick nap I set out exploring the town. I was quickly impressed with how clean and tidy Laliballa was, a dramatic contrast from Addis. As I walked and explored I came to a pathway, one obviously traveled often, leading through the mountains to another village. Walking on the dusty trail I couldn't help but feel like I was on top of the world. Then and now I can't help but appreciate how grand life really is. The local people I met in passing would laugh and giggle upon seeing and hearing me utter my Ahmarik greetings. Everyone is so friendly and eager to practice their English on me and I love meeting these new interesting people. I walked down the mountain side to a small flowing river. There I met a man from Holland, who was also out walking. I'm always curious to learn others stories to why they are in Ethiopia. This man comes every year for a month to follow up on a program he implemented into the school system years ago. He was also helping start a local library and has funded computers for the schools. He was an interesting and remarkable man. We parted ways and I continued my trek back up the mountain.

I decided most people don't know what bed bug bites look like so I decided to educate you. They're a lot like chicken pox and just as itchy if not more!

A view of the beautiful city that is literally right in the mountains.

Some of the huts and homes of Lalibella.

A colorful traditional hut.

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One thing that is common here is to see women hauling back breaking packs of water or wood on their backs. The women in Lalibella were no exception. I was climbing the mountain with some women packing wood to their huts for cooking on. I decided to ask them if I could pack their wood for them. They looked at me and burst out laughing and didn't really believe me that I really wanted to. After some convincing they gladly agreed. The women were estatic that a faringee would even think to pack a load of wood on her back. After getting it strapped on I started up the mountain side with the entertained women at my side and oh my gosh was it heavy! Just walking up the steep road was hard let alone with trees on your back. I felt so very thankful that I don't have to haul sticks up a mountain side everyday. It was so fun to spend time with these women and experience a small part of their lives. The women kept telling me " Gobez, gobez, gobez!" Meaning "Strong, strong, strong!" In truth, Ethiopian and all African women are really the ones who are gobez. These women live in such poor conditions and are expected to work so hard for their home and family. They are all amazing and courageous. I'm thankful to have associated with them.

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On Thanksgiving morning, I went out to get breakfast but instead met a group of boys, four of them, who were right around my age. They were very courteous and offered to show me around and took me to a beautiful look out point of the city. We sat and talked and enjoyed the quietness these mountains have to offer. Next, they showed me their homes. Being with local people is always the best because you get to see things that most never get the chance to. Walking through the part of town where the locals live is always interesting to me. I love seeing people in their natural setting. It's a beautiful thing to witness a different culture and way of life first hand. Talking with the boys they asked me if I was going to go see the "Mountain Church." I responded with, " I'd like too!" And so it was. Two of the boys, Abebe and Mulugeta said they'd take me. By this point it was nearly lunch time so we stopped in a small cafe before we left. My Thanksgiving "feast" consisted of a delicious vegetable or fasting injera.

A yummy Thanksgiving Meal!

After lunch it was up the mountain. We hiked to the top of one of the tallest mountains around. Walking there we went through villages, up switch back after switch back, and loved it! For some reason the only shoes I wore to Lalibella, of all shoes, were my flip-flops. They definitely weren't the ideal shoe to hike in. The boys were gentlemen though and would help me when needed.

This is another view of Lalibella. The mountain church is located near the top of the highest point on the right hand side.

Abebe and Mulugeta are amazing guys. They live together in a small rental room in Lalibella so they can go to school. Both their families live in remote villages. It takes them a full two days walk to go see their families. They are grateful they are able to go to school and have high ambitions to be doctors. They want to go to college here in Addis, anyone want to sponsor these amazing boys?? Reaching the top was breathtaking. Getting to drink the "Holy Water" from the spring was cold and rewarding as well. The church was literally carved into the mountain side. Quite the sight to see. The church to this day is used by the surrounding villagers and Monks live all around the church in small caves. The priest were kind and showed me their different books, crosses, and around the church. Coming back was definitely easier and faster then going up. On our way back, a women and a little girl sold me a cute traditional doll and bag. I especially like the doll, it even smells like fire smoke and the people.

Mulugeta Abebe

The churches are filled with tunnels that are super cool.

A mountain top village.

Looking down on Lalibella.

Drinking the Holy water from the mountain side.

A priest and bible.

This is the women who made my traditional bag, she was really sweet.

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When we got back that night the boys took me to traditional dancing and music. Depending on where you live will determine the style of dancing. In Lalaibella and most Ahmarik speaking places they dance with their shoulders. It's hard to describe how they swing and shake their shoulders and heads around. It's entertaining to watch and very hard to do, at least for forengees. We met some guys from Belgum and invited them to the singing and dances. For the last 6 months they have been driving across Africa and so far have been in 19 country's. The locals enjoyed having us white people there and insisted upon us dancing. They all got a good laugh out of it. I'm so thankful I got to be in Ethiopia on Thanksgiving, it was a day to remember.

Beautiful music, singing ad dancing.

Busting out the Moves!

The next day, I spent my time touring the other 11 churches right in town. Abebe and Mulugeta had a friend who is an official tour guide who took me through. The churches are said to be constructed by King Lalibella himself and date sometime in the 12th or 13th centrury. The churches are very intricate and beautifully built. It's hard to imagine that they were crafted by a chisel and pick. They are also all being used to this day. Lots more could be said about these amazing buildings but I'll let the pictures do the talking...

This was my amazing tour guide. He was funny and knowledgeable.

This was said to be the path to heaven. The priests say if you can walk up it and back without falling you have lived a sin free life. My tour guide said he had walked it safely but still thinks hes a sinner....

My plan for this adventure was very vague and hard to detect BUT it did include Lalibella, Axum, amazingness, and at least two weeks. Things don't always work as planned, especially here. I only made it as far as Lalibella and that turned out amazing. Nati, the one I traveled with, wasn't as excited about it all I guess. He wanted to be back in Addis in time for a friend's birthday party. We didn't even last a full week. I was disappointed and frustrated that being a girl has to hold me back. Big thanks to Nati though for being a good sport and helping me make it to Lalibella.

Our trip back started early at 4:30am but this time in a mini bus or really just a van that they cram a million and a half people in. The drive went on and on and on on on. I found myself laughing to myself how crazy life can be at times. Never in the states would I drive cross country in a van stuffed with luggage, people, and sometimes animals like sardeens. Life and Ethiopia is grand and so was reaching Addis 18 hrs later. Now to continue to make life epic in the short weeks left here. Time went so fast, can't believe it's December and I've been here 5 months. See all of you at home soon.

TWO very important things.

2010-12-01T12:01:00.004-07:00

one: I can drink the tap water without getting deathly ill. Thank-you built up immune system.

TWO: It is my half birthday and it is a big deal. I celebrate it and so should you.

three: Grandma Hall, I thought you would appreciate these photos...

Adventuresness and Thankfulness.

2010-11-22T09:52:00.003-07:00

Another week has gone by, my African adventures seem to be coming to a close faster and faster. I'm excited to come home and see everyone again but I'm so sad to leave this lifestyle and my friends behind. I've decided to reclaim why I originally came here and take some time exploring and having adventures for myself that doesn't involve kids. Call me selfish but being a mom made me go crazy. I've decided to travel up to Northern Ethiopia since I haven't had a chance to do so yet. Alyssa and my mom told me there was no way I could travel alone so I've been trying to track down someone trustworthy to travel with and who could be gone for an extended period of time. I was getting desperate and considering just asking some street bum with dreads to please accompany me but instead decided to ask one of my friends who was working on the farm if he wanted to go on a road trip. I had little hope he would be able to get off work not to mention make it up to Addis from the farm. Surprisingly, he told me he quit the job and would be in Addis in a few days. Maybe I shouldn't be happy he quit but I almost think of it as a tender mercy for me. Me and Nati will be leaving on a ROADTRIP across Ethiopia tomorrow. The plan is to visit Lalibella and Axum. Lalibella is known for it's old beautiful rock churches and Axum is said to have the Ark of the covenant. We are going to be completely spontaneous and live life as it comes. We'll be traveling by bus and sleeping is places there is no question i'll get eaten alive by bed bugs and most likely get lice too. Yay for adventures :). Peace out for awhile everyone.

Just to make this post a little more interesting, I added a picture. Last night I passed out glow sticks to kids on the streets. It was amazing to see them so happy, I love them.

Since Thanksgiving is coming this week and I won't be celebrating it this year I thought It might be appropriate to make a thankful list instead...

I'm thankful for...

1. The Gospel of Jesus Christ.

2. Family.

3. Friends.

4. Music sung in English.

5. Hot showers.

6. Milk and all dairy products.

7. My car for giving me the freedom of transportation.

8. The convenience of Walmart.

9. Nati for quiting his job.

10. My own bedroom.

11. Receiving emails.

12. Dish washer.

13. Not to be a mom.

14. To be in Ethiopia.

15. For adorable little kids that sell me soft.

16. Skype.

17. The boys that play soccer in the street.

18. The homeless who greet me by name.

19. My pillow.

20. My dog Tramp.

21. Fast internet.

22. Soccer team.

23. My mother's cooking.

24. Running.

25. Sleeping in silence.

26. Clothes.

27. Sidewalks.

28. Efficiency.

29. Paved roads.

30. Road trips.

31. America.

32. Clean hospitals.

33. Fast food.

34. Powder sugar.

35. Adventures.

36. Open markets.

37. Duece Bar for making American Burgers.

38. For the old guard who directs traffic and is always smiling.

39. For the women who made my dread locks for me.

40. For our gatekeeper, Happy, for opening the gate for me everyday with a smile.

41. Glow sticks.

42. Holly and Les Whitt for truly being Christians and helping in every way possible.

43. Marti and Mitch for feeding us American Sunday dinners and allowing me to have adult conversations.

44. Shelly Baum for spending two weeks in Addis.

45. The Ethiopian man who gave me a much needed massage.

46. Etetu for making amazing meals, bread, cakes, and cookies.

47. Tigist and Thige for helping us keep our house liveable.

48. The hundred of men who have given me their phone number.

49. My laptop.

50. My orange backpack that holds everything.

51. My Cannon T2i that helps me capture what I see.

52. Getting Pedicures for three dollars.

53. The sunshine.

54. Electricity.

55. Eyesight.

56. Miracles.

57. Flowers that make the world more beautiful.

58. To have a house to live in.

59. The kids being in school.

60. Airplanes so I can travel.

61. Deodorant, though I wished more people wore it here.

62. The few words and numbers I know in Ahmaric.

63. Marbles, because they keep the boys busy for hours.

64. My parents. I know I already said family but I definitely have a new appreciation and gratitude for my Mom and Dad.

65. Colorful fruit stands.

66. Alyssa for coming back to Ethiopia.

67. Mulu, Teddy, and Dareeba for being good drivers.

68. The boys that ALWAYS want to sell me phone cards and mastika which as a result they have become my friends.

69. Flipflops.

70. Clean running water.

71. To be healthy.

72. Bed sheets without bedbugs.

73. Books to read.

74. Blogs so I can feel cool that people might be interested enough in my life to read it.

75. Harry Potter.

76. The power of prayer.

77. Avocado juice.

78. Ice cubes in drinks.

79. Spontaneous people.

80. Larry Prescott for being a crazy photography teacher, thank-you.

81. Camping.

82. Chacos.

83. Sisters.

84. Colorful painted walls.

85. Facebook for letting me stock people on the other side of the world.

86. Levi and Jessie who have devoted their time to orphans.

87. Swiss Cafe banana bread.

88. Sports bras.

89. Stars.

90. The fact that I'm almost got one hundred so I be done with this list.

91. Spell check.

92. My toothbrush and toothpaste.

93. The beautiful moon.

94. Grandparents.

95. Dan Dummar for teaching me about soccer and life.

96. Fresh air.

97. Memories.

98. My hands.

99. To be adventurous like my amazing Mother.

100. I'm thankful to be alive.