The A to Z's of us

I found this little quiz on another blog.

Here's some fun information about me and Thomas. With occasional commentary by yours truly.

A. Age: Both of us are 22. 

Same birthday and everything.

That story is here.

B. Bed size: Queen... but want a King!

C. Chore you dislike:

[Thomas - folding laundry]

[Sarah - DISHES]

D. Dogs:

[Thomas - please no]

[Sarah - please YES]

= Problem

E. Essential start to your day:

[Thomas - shower]

[Sarah - 15 minutes more sleep]

F. Favorite color:

[Thomas - green]

[Sarah - turquoise]

G. Gold or silver:

[Thomas - wedding ring is white gold]

[Sarah - wedding ring is white gold... all other jewelery silver]

H. Height:

[Thomas - 6 ft]

[Sarah - 5 ft 4 in]

I. Instruments you play(ed):

[Thomas - took piano when he was little]

[Sarah - play the flute and sort-of play the piano]

J. Job title:

[Thomas - Mechanical engineer]

[Sarah - stay-at-home-wife... until a job turns up]

K. Kids: Nope, not yet.

L. Live: Dallas, Texas, U.S.A.

M. Mom’s name:

[Thomas - Nancy]

[Sarah - Janice]

N. Nicknames:

[Thomas - TAC (his initials), Tacky]

[Sarah - Sares, Patey]

O. Overnight hospital stays: Neither of us (knock on wood)

P. Pet peeves:

[Thomas - being late]

[Sarah - being rushed or hurried]

= Problem.

Q. Quote from a movie:

[Thomas - from the Gladiator - "Strength and honor!"] 

Such a guy.

[Sarah - from the Lord of the Rings, The Two Towers.

"Frodo: I can't do this, Sam. 

Sam: I know. It's all wrong. By rights we shouldn't even be here. But we are. It's like in the great stories, Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger, they were. And sometimes you didn't want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something, even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn't. They kept going. Because they were holding on to something. 

Frodo: What are we holding onto, Sam? 

Sam: That there's some good in this world, Mr. Frodo... and it's worth fighting for."] 

Could I pick a longer quote?

S. Siblings:

[Thomas - five brothers - one older, four younger]

[Sarah - two brothers, both younger]

T. Time you wake up:

[Thomas - 7:00am]

[Sarah - preferably not before 8:00am]

U. Underwear: Ummm... yes. We wear them.

V. Vegetables you don’t like:

[Thomas - eggplant] 

He can't even say the word without gagging.

[Sarah - okra] 

Slimy stuff.

W. What makes you run late:

[Thomas - Sarah]

[Sarah - everything]

True story.

X. X-rays you’ve had:

[Thomas - leg, back, neck, teeth]

[Sarah -  multiple times on leg & arm]

Radiation, anyone?

Y. Yummy food you make:

[Thomas - grilled chicken, grilled salmon]

[Sarah - chicken tikka curry, naan bread, tortilla soup, bruschetta, milk tart...]

Z. Zoo animal favorites:

[Thomas - leopards]

[Sarah - elephants]

Are those zoo animals? We weren't sure.

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If you have a blog you should join in on the fun :)

I miss…

This place.

Mt. Longonot in the Great Rift Valley.

The view from Upper Field.

The sunset from my home on the hill.

The Indian ocean and the pristine East African coastline.

And these people.

The dear friends that I grew up with, went to school with, lived with, went on adventures with, shared hearts with, did life with.

A little trip down memory lane…

Graduation, July 2006.

Rift Valley Academy… Kijabe, Kenya.

Some of us were reunited for a much-too-brief time back in 2008.

Since then we have been separated by too many miles.

Such is the life of third-culture kids.

I miss you guys!

You know who you are.

And the beautiful, bright, vibrant continent of Africa.

I’m feeling a little nostalgic, can you tell?

At least I got stuck with this guy for life :)

Ah, how young we were.

I can totally say that at the ripe old age of twenty-two.

wilderness getaway {part two}

Back at the ranch...

We got there on Friday evening, so on Saturday the adventuring began.

First up: a hike to find somewhere to fish.

Thomas caught what must have been the ONLY fish in the whole pond.

We unhooked it and put it back.

All I caught was this lousy branch.

Then we went down to a little creek.

I really wanted to play in the water (yes I am still a child), because it was quite warm out.

But Thomas pointed out that I probably didn't want to walk all the way back to the cabin dripping wet.

"I'm the king of the rock!"

[Mulan, anyone? My favorite childhood Disney movie.]

Photoshoot by the water.

 On our way back to the cabin we found and dug up some wild spring onions.
Dinner!

Sunset over the hill behind the cabin.

So what does one do for fun in the evenings after dinner when there are no computers/internet/TV?

Play cards and share a giant bowl of chocolate pudding, of course.

There was also a "supermoon" on Saturday night. Apparently the moon was the closest to the earth that it's been in 18 years. Being out in the country gave us a nice view of it.

The next morning I made bacon and eggs for brunch. I felt like that was an appropriate ranch meal.
Especially because most of our other meals over the weekend consisted of throwing a frozen pizza in the oven... very wilderness-y of us, I know.
We were going for easy. Minimal cooking & dishes to wash.

And then Thomas killed about 20 million wasps that somehow set up nest in the little entry way overnight.

After that, we went for another walk/hike around some of the ranch property.

But sadly, we had to pack up and leave shortly thereafter to get home. Since it was Sunday.
And Thomas had to go to work on Monday.
Sigh.
Back to real life.

We stopped at the big ranch house before we left and took a picture of these enormous stuffed elk heads. The antlers completely encircled me when I stood behind it.
Creepy. I think it's just sad that these majestic animals that were once so full of life are now stuffed. And kind of smelly.
I think those antlers on the floor used to belong to a moose.

Where was I?
Ah, yes. We had to leave because the weekend was over and Thomas had work on Monday.
It was great to breathe the fresh country air for the weekend, and not hear sirens/cars/trains and other city noises constantly. And my allergies didn't act up too much.
Although, I will admit that sleeping was kind of difficult out there because I could hear animals outside and insect noises all night.
And we all know how I loooooove bugs.
Thomas slept right through it all, of course.
I refrained from waking him, even when I was sure there was a bat in the bathroom, and when a raccoon was about to dig a hole right through the roof and fall on top of me.
... I'm rambling again.

In all seriousness, though, it was really good to get away.
We needed it.