Blah-ness
Blahblahblahblah. Kind of how today started. Last night I got into bed nearly 2 hours earlier than usual after coming home from a boring American Women’s Club meeting. As I think about it, they are pretty much always boring and they food they serve isn’t worth 50kr/$7+. The best part is the library, seeing some of the younger women I know (from the 20/30’s group branch of AWC, IMA) and some times there are decent items for which to buy raffle tickets. The only time I’ve ever come home with anything was when a friend won two items and gave me the earring (incredibly they were twist-on)/necklace set I wanted. The IMA group is better, there is a whole separate and better kept website for just us. We arrange monthly brunches around town and various activities. My favorites have been a Mary Kay party the day after the first movie night. I have since arranged my own MK party and two movie nights, one at home (with Finding Neverland) and one out (War of the Worlds). I’ve had a third but that was just with one of the women, Sharon, I know better. Sharon is great! I can’t really remember when we first met but I’ve enjoyed her company at the boring AWC meetings, my first movie night and she even invited women to her home for Pilates. She and I continued for some time but since sometime in May when traveling began we haven’t. Some pregnancy changes interrupted my attempt. So before the AWC meeting, I borrowed some books and then sat through a “discussion” about things we’ve learned in Norway that maybe others don’t know yet. It included learning the language, the ridiculous process of obtaining a drivers license but lingered on visa issues until the break. It started to seem like “Norway bashing” and I can understand why men are often wary of their wives meeting with other women for just this reason. While the issues were all concerns we’ve faced, I feel it may just frighten new-comers. Yes they can be stressful challenges, there were some real rotten stories, but I think we should face them in our own time and situation with practical advice untinged by personal difficulty. Had I known what I would face before I came, I would surely have felt very different! As it happened, I read a book or two ahead of time but asked no questions except what to expect on arrival. My focus was reuniting with Tim. He may be the reason I accepted this journey but God has made it a learning experience for me so it’s not something I am bitter towards him about. If not for him everything would be much harder. We make the day better for eachother. Marriage is great that way!:heart:
After such a boring meeting I wanted to come home and be happy. But Tim was off playing a very long game with his friends and would be home late. I had no email and no desire to write a thing so I retired in a humbug fashion to bed to read. Tim got home at 11pm and I was happy.
I had the strangest dream involving my grandparents and woke up feeling just as strange and blah-like. I didn’t want to do anything. I chatted with Mom, eventually put in SpiderMan and then made rice krispie treats with ingredients bought at AWC and washed dishes before a Christian Union (CU) friend came to help deliver our donation of Bibles to tonight’s meeting. I felt much better having done something and it was an enjoyable meeting, except for the really spicy lamb sauce served with our Nepali dinner. Our friend Chris Wales from Wales, UK spoke about our state of spiritual and moral death and then the fantastic offer given by God to bring us to where we are meant to be, in His company. We said farewell to a Ugandan friend and heard of an email from a German friend who had returned home. I enjoyed chatting with a Norwegian friend who mentioned how happy she is that we are around after so many friends from last semester have returned to their homes (Serbia-Montenegro, Brazil and Germany). I also noticed how cozy a new American girl was becoming with Norwegian guy.
And now, I have just finished watching Episode One of Gilmore Girls Season 6. It pretty much continued on the drama from last seasons final episode. Lorelai’s cliffhanger was resolved and served as some stability to all the chaos surrounding Rory.
A couple weeks ago we received news that enabled our stay here at least through March. We could then decide how much longer to stay. However, conditions applied to the deal have brought it back into question as it forces us to consider a definite period of stay. We’ll take some more time to think but oh how I wish we could return to the US sooner than later.
Next Thursday, Tim’s sister Corri will arrive for her 5-day Norwegian holiday. She will then spend two days in London. Though his Mom visited in July, she and Howard never stayed with us. We are hosting Corri so we’ll see what it’s like to share a small apartment that is basically one big room extended up a ladder to a loft. Little privacy or personal space. She will also basically be at our mercy for what to see as she has no itinerary. Their mother and Howard were here, then we went to Bergen where their stay surpassed ours, they returned before going to Denmark and returned again before flying home.
i must say, i didnt read this whole thing, bassically cuz its taller then your husband, and i’m not in a reading mood. but i’m at an odds, cuz i’m a selfish jerk. i want you to come home soon, but i really want to go to norway for christmas. besides mom says you shouldnt travel during your third trimestre. oh yeah! i know the pregnant lingo!