Totally like to think that this is because of @ Madison's work...

Getting His Humanitarian On!Filed under: Inspiration > Pete Wentz
Pete Wentz does more than just rawk and use a lot of hair products. He cares, y'all.
The Fall Out Boy bassist was in Washington, D.C. on Wednesday with Invisible Children, the not-for-profit organization aimed at raising awareness of the plight of children displaced by the bloody war in the Central African nation of Uganda.
Wentz met with members of congress, including Sen. Russell Feingold (above), to try and bring more attention to the issue.
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Weather

I know this is sort of a lame subject, but I know that in December and November I used to bitch and moan a lot about how cold it was here. It really was cold and rainy during that time, but the weather since I got back from Christmas has more than made up for any unpleasantness during that time. Everyday has been sunny and clear skies and usually in the 40s or 50s. Of course there has been some rain here and there, but very rarely and when it does, it is almost always followed by sunshine. Sorry for all of you getting pounded by snowstorms. I'm not missing it that much! Although sunshine makes working much more difficult...

Things that go bump in the night

Alright so last week I get an email from Williams saying that when I blog, good things happen to him... lets try this one out.
Becca, Katy, Sara, let me just start by saying that I completely sympathize with you and your mouse problem. It sucks opening the door to come home where you should be able to relax, but where instead feel the need to immediately flip on the light to scan the halls and rooms for unwelcome critters. Quite stressful. Well about a month ago, Isaac's friend's dad was over our place helping fix some things up a bit- i.e. electricity, plumbing, holes in walls, you know, the usual old house that your landlord has jipped you on sort of things. While he was on the little cement area in our back-weeds where we dry our clothes, he opened a sort of 'man-hole' that apparently is somehow linked to our water system in the house and lo and behold, hundreds, literally HUNDREDS of cockroaches were crawling around inside and quite a few decided to flew the hole towards our feet. I'm quite certain that many of you can perfectly imagine my rather animated response. So we immediately bought the strongest cockroach poison and went to town with it.
Luckily, they rarely have ventured into the house. The first time, I was in the house alone and when I turned on the light in the kitchen, I noticed a little on the floor. Okay, deep breath, I totally got this. Killed that little sucker with no problem and only a slightly elevated heart rate. I continued what I was doing and looked over only to see another one just a little smaller than my hand chilling on the floor. Oooh boy did that make me angry. I sprayed that little sucker to death and kicked it outside after suffering a minor stroke.
2 weeks passed without seeing another one in the house. My anxiety as I entered rooms started to wane. Then. One night. Also when Isaac was gone, I was woken up at 5 in the morning by a little flutter of sorts under my hand. I sprang up flipped on the lamp and there it was. A medium sized cockroach in my bed. Not big, not small, medium. I had kinda squished it when I got up so i was able to just scoop it into a cup and put a book over the top. I tried to sleep, but needless to say, that was a little difficult. Apparently, the little critters like warm places and my bed is definitely the warmest place in the house. I no longer use my heater. I have not seen any more since that creepy night. Hamdoulah.
Williams- good luck with that one. Hope my blog doesn't bring you cockroaches.

Third World

So I wrote this really sweet, long post yesterday. And I wrote it in my work email account so that it would look like I was working. And then we lost electricity. For the whole day because someone didn’t pay the bill. And I work for a multinational company. And I lost the draft of my post along with some work stuff that I cared less about. Clearly they were punishing me for trying to post something on my blog. Clearly I need to only write drafts in Word documents. I'll rewrite that one soon.

Happiest Girl Alive

Dragged a few of the girls from the office to 'Thai House' for lunch today. I had passed by it a few times (close to work/my house) and given the major lack of variety in cuisine here, I have been intrigued. The typical sandwich of tuna or chicken everyday gets old. They were not thrilled when on the way there, I said I had never been there. Major gamble on my life messing with a Tunisian woman's lunch! The inside was less than charming although they did try by putting up a few posters of Asian food. And we had to wait 10 mins to get the other 2 chairs (there were only 3), but it was well effing worth it.
Somehow the ingredients were fresh even though I know a few of them are not available in Tunisia. The salads were wonderful with real asian dressing instead of mayo/oil dressing found here. The noodles and sautees were perfect and the banana beignets were sinfully delicious. And somehow not expensive at all. Needless to say, we took multiple menus and will probably do take out from there often- I plan on being a regular! What a happy fullfilling (but not too filling like lunch normally is here) meal.

The song 'I Believe' by Blessed Union of Souls just came on my internet radio as I was working on purchasing orders. I cried a little bit as I thought of you kids and how long it has been/will be. You know who you are. Miss you.

Babble

I never realized until recently what an extremist I am. Some may call it moody, but I think extremist somehow sounds a little better. Only this week did I realize that I am rarely just 'content', but am usually extremely happy or extremely frustrated/angry. Either bubbly, giggling, silly and joking with everyone or red, frowning, snapping and not wanting to talk to anyone. The past few days have been really good so I've been super bubbly, friendly, joking with everyone, etc and my coworker Oussema has remarked multiple times over the past 3 days how 'happy I seem'. This I suppose is compared to last week's extremely frustrating events/conversations and my extremely bad mood that I am not good at hiding. I'm a bad liar, I know. I guess this is really not a good trait, although my coworkers find me very amusing when I am in my silly moods. I wonder if I will 'grow out' of this or if my extremes will just be expressed differently. We'll see I suppose. I know this was random. Just a self observation I realized today which I'm sure many of you have known about me for a very long time, but have just been too polite/afraid to tell me. : )
Oh and I think my further proof of this extremism are my new 'smile lines' (and yes I prefer that over 'wrinkles'). These have appeared since my time in Tunis. Over Christmas, Dad said Tunisia has 'aged' me. I prefer to think it has made me smile more, or just smile harder.