Even though I am not a big fan of America, some things do make my life a little more enjoyable..
#1. Peanut butter!!!
Now, I know now you can get some in Ukraine, too (if you're lucky). But it's usually imported = expensive, or if it's not, it just doesn't taste the same. I think it's the biggest paradox - peanuts are so readily available in Ukraine, but nobody makes peanut butter!!
#2. Cream cheese.
As of right now, I'm finishing my first tub of american cream cheese. (Yes, I mostly ate it myself... when my in laws gave me strange looks, I just said I'm ukrainian.. ) Now I'm not sure of the process of making this creamy goodness, but somehow it's utterly expensive in Ukraine, although there are some desserts called Sirok and Chudo that resemble the texture. I'm still wanting to make my own cheesecake - or even my own cream cheese!
#3. Coffee Shops and Bread stores.
Now, I'm slightly against (if there is such a thing) Starbucks, because the more you go there, the more it lures you back. People can easily spend thousands of dollars every year on Starbucks without even noticing it. So I'm not a Starbucks junkie, but every once in a while it's very relaxing to come to a cafe where noone will turn you out 20 min later. Most of them also provide Wireless Internet, which makes the experience still more enjoyable. Plus of course excellent coffee (and tea!).
The same thing with bakeries. I'm obsessed with baking and all kinds of textures bread can possess, and it's amazing what they sometimes can come up with. And of course it's all fresh and warm, and most places let you try their bread with some butter on it...MMmmmmmm....
I think that's it for now...
Thursday, January 15, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
The tag is dangling...
Anya has tagged me, and I'm glad I read the rules first =)
1. I like apple seeds and peanut butter and don't like ice cream (unless it's absolutely HOT).
2. I have never dyed my hair.
3. I love smart and kind people (but only if they possess both of these qualities.. otherwise it's a terror). I would hang out with people that the rest of the world might consider weirdos... I guess I'm one of them =)
4. I'm a tom-boy in some areas (I don't have a favorite colour or lots of clothes, I don't wear make-up and am not obsessed about high heels =). My parents never "girlified" me (whatever that might mean), that's why I'm inspired by those mothers who can give their daughters that feeling of femininity.
5. My math is HORRIBLE. You can tell I'm a linguist. I have hard time counting change. =D
6. I like movies where the main character accomplishes something and the movie has a happy ending. If the movie is too intense or vivid, it gets into my head, and I like to rather watch and forget. Unless it carries an important message that can be pondered upon. But that's different.
7. I think extreme sports are stupid and are just trying God. It's not worth it to risk your life that's so precious to God for a handful of andrenalin and praise of men.
OK, so here are the victims:
Greg Silva
Little Viky
My husband =)
Cara Denney
Tim Emerson
Christina Emerson
Thanks Anya! It's good to do this every once in a while. Get to know yourself better =)
1. I like apple seeds and peanut butter and don't like ice cream (unless it's absolutely HOT).
2. I have never dyed my hair.
3. I love smart and kind people (but only if they possess both of these qualities.. otherwise it's a terror). I would hang out with people that the rest of the world might consider weirdos... I guess I'm one of them =)
4. I'm a tom-boy in some areas (I don't have a favorite colour or lots of clothes, I don't wear make-up and am not obsessed about high heels =). My parents never "girlified" me (whatever that might mean), that's why I'm inspired by those mothers who can give their daughters that feeling of femininity.
5. My math is HORRIBLE. You can tell I'm a linguist. I have hard time counting change. =D
6. I like movies where the main character accomplishes something and the movie has a happy ending. If the movie is too intense or vivid, it gets into my head, and I like to rather watch and forget. Unless it carries an important message that can be pondered upon. But that's different.
7. I think extreme sports are stupid and are just trying God. It's not worth it to risk your life that's so precious to God for a handful of andrenalin and praise of men.
OK, so here are the victims:
Greg Silva
Little Viky
My husband =)
Cara Denney
Tim Emerson
Christina Emerson
Thanks Anya! It's good to do this every once in a while. Get to know yourself better =)
Saturday, January 10, 2009
So how we got here....(Or a complete guide for dummies on How to Get Out of Ukraine with Your New Wife)
Due to one of my friend's curiousity I will try to write about the immigration process we went through before we came to the US. I wish there was somebody to tell me what to do before we started.. Oh well.
So in the beginning... We got married!! And although we really enjoyed our ceremony in the backyard of our church, the legal part of that wasn't nearly as pleasant. In Ukraine you are supposed to file for the legal ceremony 30 days in advance... Well in the time frame that we were in, we just couldn't make it in time with our wedding ceremony, so we got married (legally) after we came back from our honeymoon. (I know, heathen... =)
So after the paper with our names on them has been handed to us and a lady with a harsh voice made us kiss in her office, the REAL craze begins. (Unless you want to change your name to your husband's, then you need to change your Ukrainian passport, THEN make a new international (zagran) passport in your new name... Takes around 1,5-2 months...Unless you have tons of money =D )
Even though you get married legally, back in America your husband is still viewed as a bachelor. Since you don't want that, you have to go to the American Embassy (your husband can go there anytime and this time you can come in with him without an appointment) and fill out a bunch of fun papers, then rush (with the papers) to a nearest bus (or taxi) to get to the Ministry of Foreign affairs. There put your husband in the line (be sure the line will be loooong) and start filling out all the other papers they have for you - because they can't wait for you to do that at the window directly. If you are lucky enough (we were simply blessed by God that day) and manage to get to the window before 12 AM, (that means that you have to get to the Embassy before 10, or you won't make it) then they will process your case and give back the papers after 4 PM with a lovely stamp on the back. Your hubby is not single anymore!
After this you can finally start the immigration junk! Yeeyy...
The way the American Embassy works is through appointments that you have to schedule WAAAAY beforehand. To schedule the appointment, go to a nearest AVAL bank and ask for a pin code for the Am embassy. I usually paid around 60 Hr, and that was enough for appx 8 min... (yeah it's like calling America... except in Ukraine). So you get the little slip of paper with a pin code on it, and the next day you can call the embassy (the phone # is on the slip, too). The first appointment is for the American citizen to present a petition about his/her immediate relative's immigration, so you don't even have to show up at the embassy. Your time will come later, he he...
After your hubby comes back from this exciting trip, he will have the list of documents for your case. Most of them are not so hard to obtain, it will be a bunch of papers to translate, but also there's a medical exam and a form about your sponsorship... That one gave us lots of unpleasant moments. I don't remember what it's called now, but it basically states that you won't be a bum once you enter the country. Therefore, your husband or someone from the States has to sign that paper saying they will be your sponsors if you hit the bottom. But for them to do that, they have to prove that they actually have the means of sponsoring you. That's why my husband, being a poor missionary, had to ask his dad to do that. And his dad had to get some papers stating his and his wive's annual income, fill out some forms (of course) and FedEx it to Ukraine.
WE made one mistake that I believe, originated from the Embassy staff, as they told us that we needed to get this sponsorship form BEFORE the first appointment. As it took about 2-2,5 months to just get it done and shipped, and the appointment scheduling takes not less than a month.. that's 3,5 months of just sitting on our hands.
But once you get the papers and don't tear them trying to open the envelope (I still remind Will of that =) you can go ahead and schedule the 2nd appointment. It's your turn now! There will be the medical exam left, and you can come any day, no appointment, but get prepared to spend literally the whole day at the clinic, as they first take all the blood samples and Xrays, and then process them. Also take some dollars along, as they accept only foreign currency. They charged me an extra $20 for an additional X-ray, which I never found out why exactly, but oh well. Also, on the Embassy website they say that you need evidence of all the vaccinations you have had, well I lost my medical records when I was a kid and it wasn't a problem, they ended up giving me 2 shots that protected me from 6 illnesses, handy huh? Although the nurse told me that one of the shots was very strong, so I couldn't get pregnant 3 months after I had it. Oh well, we weren't planning on it anyway =)
The day of the appointment was EXTREMELY stressful. I fell asleep in the train having nightmares about forgetting some papers.... Horrible. But we made it on time, rushed to the office, submitted the papers and.... waited for 3 hours without daring to go out.(that's one of those cases when you rush to wait...) So get prepared for that and eat at least SOMETHING. During that 3 hour period they called me out once to take my fingerprints. Then finally they called out our name, and a friendly balding guy asked: " Is all the information correct? So Will is a missionary and that's how you met? Can you raise your hand and swear you are saying nothing but the truth?"... Well all my knowledge of English could have been founded on a single word "Yes" and I would have been good =) He slipped a pink piece of paper under the window and our immigration story has ended. We got my passport with the visa in it couple days later via the same FedEx.
Now, that was the long way (which took us a year and a half and a little more than one grand). Of course you can get out of the country with a temporary visa for around $300, but you will still have to go through the process in the US, which will probably be even more expensive. The advantages of the long way are that within a couple of weeks since we came I got my SSN and my permanent resident's card, which gave me an opportunity to start working right away. So I prefer the long way, but of course situations are different.
Hope it helps at least somebody... or just makes up for an entertaining reading =)
So in the beginning... We got married!! And although we really enjoyed our ceremony in the backyard of our church, the legal part of that wasn't nearly as pleasant. In Ukraine you are supposed to file for the legal ceremony 30 days in advance... Well in the time frame that we were in, we just couldn't make it in time with our wedding ceremony, so we got married (legally) after we came back from our honeymoon. (I know, heathen... =)
So after the paper with our names on them has been handed to us and a lady with a harsh voice made us kiss in her office, the REAL craze begins. (Unless you want to change your name to your husband's, then you need to change your Ukrainian passport, THEN make a new international (zagran) passport in your new name... Takes around 1,5-2 months...Unless you have tons of money =D )
Even though you get married legally, back in America your husband is still viewed as a bachelor. Since you don't want that, you have to go to the American Embassy (your husband can go there anytime and this time you can come in with him without an appointment) and fill out a bunch of fun papers, then rush (with the papers) to a nearest bus (or taxi) to get to the Ministry of Foreign affairs. There put your husband in the line (be sure the line will be loooong) and start filling out all the other papers they have for you - because they can't wait for you to do that at the window directly. If you are lucky enough (we were simply blessed by God that day) and manage to get to the window before 12 AM, (that means that you have to get to the Embassy before 10, or you won't make it) then they will process your case and give back the papers after 4 PM with a lovely stamp on the back. Your hubby is not single anymore!
After this you can finally start the immigration junk! Yeeyy...
The way the American Embassy works is through appointments that you have to schedule WAAAAY beforehand. To schedule the appointment, go to a nearest AVAL bank and ask for a pin code for the Am embassy. I usually paid around 60 Hr, and that was enough for appx 8 min... (yeah it's like calling America... except in Ukraine). So you get the little slip of paper with a pin code on it, and the next day you can call the embassy (the phone # is on the slip, too). The first appointment is for the American citizen to present a petition about his/her immediate relative's immigration, so you don't even have to show up at the embassy. Your time will come later, he he...
After your hubby comes back from this exciting trip, he will have the list of documents for your case. Most of them are not so hard to obtain, it will be a bunch of papers to translate, but also there's a medical exam and a form about your sponsorship... That one gave us lots of unpleasant moments. I don't remember what it's called now, but it basically states that you won't be a bum once you enter the country. Therefore, your husband or someone from the States has to sign that paper saying they will be your sponsors if you hit the bottom. But for them to do that, they have to prove that they actually have the means of sponsoring you. That's why my husband, being a poor missionary, had to ask his dad to do that. And his dad had to get some papers stating his and his wive's annual income, fill out some forms (of course) and FedEx it to Ukraine.
WE made one mistake that I believe, originated from the Embassy staff, as they told us that we needed to get this sponsorship form BEFORE the first appointment. As it took about 2-2,5 months to just get it done and shipped, and the appointment scheduling takes not less than a month.. that's 3,5 months of just sitting on our hands.
But once you get the papers and don't tear them trying to open the envelope (I still remind Will of that =) you can go ahead and schedule the 2nd appointment. It's your turn now! There will be the medical exam left, and you can come any day, no appointment, but get prepared to spend literally the whole day at the clinic, as they first take all the blood samples and Xrays, and then process them. Also take some dollars along, as they accept only foreign currency. They charged me an extra $20 for an additional X-ray, which I never found out why exactly, but oh well. Also, on the Embassy website they say that you need evidence of all the vaccinations you have had, well I lost my medical records when I was a kid and it wasn't a problem, they ended up giving me 2 shots that protected me from 6 illnesses, handy huh? Although the nurse told me that one of the shots was very strong, so I couldn't get pregnant 3 months after I had it. Oh well, we weren't planning on it anyway =)
The day of the appointment was EXTREMELY stressful. I fell asleep in the train having nightmares about forgetting some papers.... Horrible. But we made it on time, rushed to the office, submitted the papers and.... waited for 3 hours without daring to go out.(that's one of those cases when you rush to wait...) So get prepared for that and eat at least SOMETHING. During that 3 hour period they called me out once to take my fingerprints. Then finally they called out our name, and a friendly balding guy asked: " Is all the information correct? So Will is a missionary and that's how you met? Can you raise your hand and swear you are saying nothing but the truth?"... Well all my knowledge of English could have been founded on a single word "Yes" and I would have been good =) He slipped a pink piece of paper under the window and our immigration story has ended. We got my passport with the visa in it couple days later via the same FedEx.
Now, that was the long way (which took us a year and a half and a little more than one grand). Of course you can get out of the country with a temporary visa for around $300, but you will still have to go through the process in the US, which will probably be even more expensive. The advantages of the long way are that within a couple of weeks since we came I got my SSN and my permanent resident's card, which gave me an opportunity to start working right away. So I prefer the long way, but of course situations are different.
Hope it helps at least somebody... or just makes up for an entertaining reading =)
Monday, January 5, 2009
...and go break your leg!
Couple days ago at work I asked one of my managers if I should go do something, and she said "Yeah, knock yourself out!". For a second I was wondering if she was serious...
Later on I realized that this means "Go have a good time"... Not a very literal translation. But it started me thinking about all the weird things people say in English (or should I clarify, in AMERICAN English)...
..."can I see this something" means you want to take the object and possibly walk away with it. There's a lot more than seeing involved.
..."can I help you?", just like "excuse me" and "how are you" are plain speech fillers.
...and of course, "stuff" and "like", the most ambiguous words in the language!
English is a very sensitive language. Unlike Russian, you can't get away with just saying "Please" and be polite. Also, if you use the wrong intonation/word order/address(Mrs instead of Miss), you are also more than likely will be viewed as a rude moron.
Yeah these are my impressions of the language I speak 40 hours a week...
Later on I realized that this means "Go have a good time"... Not a very literal translation. But it started me thinking about all the weird things people say in English (or should I clarify, in AMERICAN English)...
..."can I see this something" means you want to take the object and possibly walk away with it. There's a lot more than seeing involved.
..."can I help you?", just like "excuse me" and "how are you" are plain speech fillers.
...and of course, "stuff" and "like", the most ambiguous words in the language!
English is a very sensitive language. Unlike Russian, you can't get away with just saying "Please" and be polite. Also, if you use the wrong intonation/word order/address(Mrs instead of Miss), you are also more than likely will be viewed as a rude moron.
Yeah these are my impressions of the language I speak 40 hours a week...
Friday, December 26, 2008
U.S.A...
I now live in a country that consists of abbreviations.
Even its name can be abbreviated.
Just think...
I.O.U. (I owe you)
D.U.I (Driving under influence)
P.B.&J. (Peanut Butter and Jelly [sandwich](yes Marina!!))
A.K.A. (Also known as)
R.S.V.P. (Repondez S'il vous plait) (ok not really american but they use it!!)
C.E.O (Chief Executive Officer)
O.D. (overdose)
Not even mentioning the trivial CD, PC, LOL, ASAP and SOS.
(Ok I stole the pic from sb else's site. U can do ur search on abbr-s urself =)
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Routine
I have been working this past week, and meanwhile realizing more and more why America is hard to live in spiritually (now, I'm alright Vika, I'm just looking at facts =)).
The problem is - business.
People tend to have more stuff to do here as compared to Ukraine.
Probably due to the fact that there are so many places to go, so many stores, the beach, sales, farmers markets... Cute and fun things to do... things that take up your time with the Lord.
And I'm not saying it's bad to enjoy oneself. The point is balance of those things, and that's what's hard, especially if you have to plan your day yourself (that's when that self-discipline comes in).
I'm glad that in that sense Ukraine is not like that. There are not so many things over there that are tempting (although, one could always find some). Here I see a lot of people working two jobs and putting all their money to pay off a mortgage on a huge house they didn't NEED in the first place. (The problem is that those houses exist, and people have eyes too big to see they can't afford it.) And then they go off complaining that they don't have time to go to church - or just simply hang out with their kids or spouses! Ukraine has its own problems, but people are more likely just forced to have a hard life due to the unstable economy at all times (but they still can make decisions to spend time with God or in front of the TV).
Maybe I'm too judgemental, and my Ukrainian eye hasn't adapted to the sharp contrast of american reality...
Monday, December 8, 2008
Слава труду!!
Although I don't agree with this communist slogan ("Glory to labor"), I did gain appreciation for my job as today was my first work day. I realized that people are looked down upon when they say they work at a "hamburger joint" - and unjustly so! "Flippin burgers" is a pretty hard job, whatever they might say. Today my main job was to make french fries and onion rings, as I can't really do much of anything else yet. "Little Jocko's" has the highest hygiene standards of all other places that I know - and I'm quite relieved, as I thought I might encounter some unpleasant moments (I'm a clean freak when it comes to handling food). That's probably why today was pretty hard, as you don't only cook but you also clean the utensils, make sure that the diner is in order, the fries are hot and trays are clean....
So anyway, although I'm pretty tired today, I'm still glad God gave me this job (makes you feel like a normal person =). I'm working tomorrow, so right now I have a couple hours to relax before my hubby comes home ...
So anyway, although I'm pretty tired today, I'm still glad God gave me this job (makes you feel like a normal person =). I'm working tomorrow, so right now I have a couple hours to relax before my hubby comes home ...
Friday, December 5, 2008
Some ways in which God works...
Today was one of those days when you wake up and don't want to be yourself. I was dreading this afternoon.... It was going to be my first job interview.
OK so some of you know that I've been looking for a job lately. Yesterday I submitted 5 applications to different stores and restaurants in the neighbourhood. There was an Italian restaurant that wasn't open yet, but the owners let me fill out an application while nobody was there. They are a senior couple, running a small restaurant. They have a nice weener dog. They were polite, but.... Something within me just was saying NO!!! Will agreed that he had the same spooky feeling.... I was praying they wouldn't call me.
They did. The same day. And told me to come at noon today.
Yesterday, when we were about to be done with all the applications, on the way home Will saw another restaurant. It's more of a hamburger joint I would say, and is called "Little Jocko's". He said "Well, let's try the last one". And I was about to open my mouth to say "Nah, I'm too tired, let's go home", when I saw an anchor on a worker's T-shirt. That made me shut my mouth. (Some might not know, but for Will and me anchors are special.. and God uses them as signs for us =)
We came inside. Yep, a typical hamburger joint. The application was very simple, but it said to submit it before 11 am. And we were late. "Well, I said, I will submit it tomorrow myself." So we agreed.
In the evening that guy from the Italian restaurant called....
So today I woke up and was just laying in bed thinking about whether I should go or not. On one hand, it is a job, which is very hard to find right now, especially if you have NO experience whatsoever. On the other hand, I would rather trade a more prestigious job for a group of co-workers I am comfortable with.
So I was pretty nervous. The application for Little Jocko's still lay on the kitchen table together with the last copy of my resume... So I decided to submit it today before the interview. I walked to the restaurant and saw the sign "Sorry we are closed." I walked past it and went to the Starbucks nearby, got a latte, sat down and thought "WHY?? God, if you were telling me to go here, why is it closed today??" And God just said "Just try knocking on the door, silly =)". So I picked up my coffee and went back. Some guy was arranging chairs in the hall, I showed him my application, he walked behind the counter, then came back and opened the door. "Danny will be with you in a moment". And a moment later I was standing in front of a middle aged pleasant man, who was studying my papers. In the middle of conversation he suddenly said "Hey my cousin lives in Ukraine." I asked about the city or the church he was with, but he couldn't remember. Then I asked "What's his name?", realizing that there are so many american missionaries, and so many churches that it was almost silly to ask... Until I heard "Jake... Jake Knotts..."
Well, at that point I realized that it was another sign God was sending me. And if I was in SLO, I probably wouldn't be as surprised, but we are good 20 min away from SLO, and that was the very restaurant that God directed me to.
SO there you go Jake, even though you are not in the States, God is using you!
OK so some of you know that I've been looking for a job lately. Yesterday I submitted 5 applications to different stores and restaurants in the neighbourhood. There was an Italian restaurant that wasn't open yet, but the owners let me fill out an application while nobody was there. They are a senior couple, running a small restaurant. They have a nice weener dog. They were polite, but.... Something within me just was saying NO!!! Will agreed that he had the same spooky feeling.... I was praying they wouldn't call me.
They did. The same day. And told me to come at noon today.
Yesterday, when we were about to be done with all the applications, on the way home Will saw another restaurant. It's more of a hamburger joint I would say, and is called "Little Jocko's". He said "Well, let's try the last one". And I was about to open my mouth to say "Nah, I'm too tired, let's go home", when I saw an anchor on a worker's T-shirt. That made me shut my mouth. (Some might not know, but for Will and me anchors are special.. and God uses them as signs for us =)
We came inside. Yep, a typical hamburger joint. The application was very simple, but it said to submit it before 11 am. And we were late. "Well, I said, I will submit it tomorrow myself." So we agreed.
In the evening that guy from the Italian restaurant called....
So today I woke up and was just laying in bed thinking about whether I should go or not. On one hand, it is a job, which is very hard to find right now, especially if you have NO experience whatsoever. On the other hand, I would rather trade a more prestigious job for a group of co-workers I am comfortable with.
So I was pretty nervous. The application for Little Jocko's still lay on the kitchen table together with the last copy of my resume... So I decided to submit it today before the interview. I walked to the restaurant and saw the sign "Sorry we are closed." I walked past it and went to the Starbucks nearby, got a latte, sat down and thought "WHY?? God, if you were telling me to go here, why is it closed today??" And God just said "Just try knocking on the door, silly =)". So I picked up my coffee and went back. Some guy was arranging chairs in the hall, I showed him my application, he walked behind the counter, then came back and opened the door. "Danny will be with you in a moment". And a moment later I was standing in front of a middle aged pleasant man, who was studying my papers. In the middle of conversation he suddenly said "Hey my cousin lives in Ukraine." I asked about the city or the church he was with, but he couldn't remember. Then I asked "What's his name?", realizing that there are so many american missionaries, and so many churches that it was almost silly to ask... Until I heard "Jake... Jake Knotts..."
Well, at that point I realized that it was another sign God was sending me. And if I was in SLO, I probably wouldn't be as surprised, but we are good 20 min away from SLO, and that was the very restaurant that God directed me to.
SO there you go Jake, even though you are not in the States, God is using you!
Friday, November 21, 2008
Boston in its variety
Yeah this was my first meal in the States =)) We went to Ihop.... yeah... never again =D
Ok here begins the Boston part. The city has lots of parks, just like in Ukraine, except here they are much cleaner, you can walk on the grass and the animals are very tame. I personally fell in love with these cute furry ones =))
We went to The Cheesecake Factory. To convey this to an average Ukrainian, imagine that you came to a huge restaurant, where someone is already having a wedding banquet... and they want you to join. =) The food is delicious, but the quantities....
My dear husband being a goof in the patio of Boston State Library.
While some food selections clearly conquered my imagination.....
.....other foods just kept me away.....
(those are lobsters, or омар)
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
USA..... Not so much UA...
Yep, we finally arrived in America couple of weeks ago. We spent 5 days in Boston (... Boston in the fall is gorgeous!) visiting Will's one of the best friends Kyle who blessed us so much during that time. Then we came down to San Francisco, where we stayed at Jordan's house and they played video games all night and ate TacoBell... =) (Will really missed that one. McDonald's in Ukraine just didn't cut it for him =))) Next day ,to add to our perpetual travelling, we came down to Nipomo, Southern Cali, the town where Will's sister lives. So that's where we are staying right now, with a pitbull and a bulldog in a big nice house. The thing I can't get used to though is that you go to a grocery store once a week... because it's in a different TOWN! It's huge though, all the food choice you want, but if you forget to get meat, you'll have to go vegetarian for the next week...
On sunday we went to Calvary in Arroyo Grande (that's where Cara Denney is from), we met a lot of really awesome people, particularly the family through which Will got saved, the Shephards.
Right now I don't have much to do at home except to embroider and bake (which doesn't sound very exciting...). Will is going to start working on Monday (yeah, the whole Diablo Canyon thing didn't work... they never responded). I am waiting for my Green Card... Yeah, so there's not much going on right now, you could say =)
On sunday we went to Calvary in Arroyo Grande (that's where Cara Denney is from), we met a lot of really awesome people, particularly the family through which Will got saved, the Shephards.
Right now I don't have much to do at home except to embroider and bake (which doesn't sound very exciting...). Will is going to start working on Monday (yeah, the whole Diablo Canyon thing didn't work... they never responded). I am waiting for my Green Card... Yeah, so there's not much going on right now, you could say =)
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