Six Month Review

I'm reminded of an old joke my father would say at lunchtime on Saturdays, when all the leftovers from the week were pulled out of the fridge in hopes they would disappear.  He used to call this the "Mennonite Weekly Review," which is only funny to Mennonites, specifically those who are familiar with the publication, Mennonite Weekly Review.

As we approach our six-month anniversary of our time here, we're taking on the task of writing up a few reviews of our work here thus far, and it's a similar feeling to that of looking at the table on Saturdays and noon and considering, "What was good the first time around, what do I want to calorically invest in again, and will I be able to avoid this or that (normally green beans for me, as a child.)"  (Note:  I love that life can be compared to food.)

It's the same for most of us, I suppose.  We know what sorts of things we gladly give our time and energy to, what we're willing to do (though perhaps ambivalent towards), and what we'd really rather not do.  We are not so different, in being voluntary service workers, though perhaps there's a servant complex from time to time.

In other news, summer has finally hit England, and the schools are out for their summer holidays until the end of August.  It feels to us a little like a chance to catch our breath before the craziness of September ensues.  Justin is enjoying biking around a good bit more, and I am frantically knitting in preparation for a yarn bombing in September.

Some apologies for not writing incredibly frequently -- my blogging has matured, perhaps, since my early days when I first started just out of university.  Or, maybe, I hold my thoughts a little closer than I used to...Or, maybe Justin gets to hear them all and negates my need to process by writing. :)  (Count your blessings?)