
{Segue} Homesick
I am looking out my living room window at the cement and tile high rise buildings that surround our apartment.
I am looking out my living room window at the cement and tile high rise buildings that surround our apartment.
Are we there yet? That’s the question I keep asking myself. Are we home? Will we ever be settled? When will the transitioning end?
After our wedding on June 29, Charles and I spent the next three weeks visiting with family in New Jersey, Virginia, South Carolina, and New York. It was quite the road trip, and we were so blessed to spend time with our loved ones. The summer seemed to go by too fast though, and before we knew it, we were boarding the plane to fly to Taiwan. Though it was bittersweet as always (crying with Mom as Dad led us all in prayer at the airport), I was happy to be traveling with Charles this time. After about 30 hours of travel, groggy and jet-lagged, we unloaded our bags at the guest apartment at Morrison and attempted to rest for the night. Continue reading “{Segue} Are We There Yet?”
One week from tomorrow, I will become the Pretzel Lord–ahem–Mrs. Prezalor. I’m not even married yet, but I’ve already heard the nicknames on repeat–from my middle school students (I tell them that Charles is the “Pretzel Lord,” and I’m the “Pretzel Lady”) and from friends: “That sounds like ‘Praise the Lord!'” It seems like whatever my last name (Hatcher=Hatch or Hatchling), there are always nicknames readily available. That’s okay with me.
When I was in 6th grade, I won a limbo contest while dressed as Cleopatra during our middle school Halloween dance. I hiked up my golden skirt, tipped back my snake-crowned head, and went as low as I could go. It would have been better only if I could have accomplished the feat in my youngest sister’s hot air balloon costume which. was. epic. (Bonus: Can you guess what the other Hatcher sis was dressed as?)
I still glory in the memory of my victory, but sadly that 6th grade dance was the peak of my limbo prowess. Continue reading “{Segue} The Limbo”
Part of moving is cleaning out my pantry, kitchen cabinets, and refrigerator. I’m trying to use up what I have already and not buy new items now that I’m less than two months away from the move.
I really didn’t feel like going grocery shopping today, and I didn’t have any of the “usuals” for a meal. So, I perused my canned goods, checked for some recipe ideas online, and came up with a pretty good meal. Continue reading “{Segue} Cleaning out the Cupboards”