I know it's funny that I'm already thinking about this, but you see, I have to have a plan, or I'll end up being pregnant for the rest of my available years. So here's my plan.
Sometime next year or the year after, I'd like to take a trip with the fam to the states.
At one point, we were thinking about ministering over there, so this trip would have been a bit of a sus out situation. But now that Craig's thinking Sydney is his digs for ministry, I was a little bummed that we might not visit "my home".
Of course, Australia is my technical home, but all of my sitcom friends have American accents, and so I feel just at home in America as I do in Australia, as weird as that makes me.
I also thought that as airfares for 8 people might bankrupt us forever, we'd have to do this trip soon. And now that it's purely for entertainment purposes, we have more available time to do "silly" things while we're over there.
I'm hoping to visit the big apple and maybe Chicago again, but mostly I'm looking forward to this:
and this
I admit it. I love rollercoasters. Why? Good question. I hate horror movies, so why do I enjoy the adrenaline feeling of narrowly escaping death from a good coaster? It baffles me, too.
But in the case of a coaster, you have something to show from it. This is what I survived (point to giant rickety wooden rollercoaster looming up behind you).
Coasters personify the arrogance of humanity. The "I spit in your face gravity" type arrogance. Which may well be classed as stupidity to some.
But one man's stupidity is another man's treasure. And I hope that the time will pass quickly so that this nonpregnant body of mine can enjoy this so called human stupidity in the land of the free.
Does freedom therefore breed stupidity in people? Kidding. That's a different blog altogether.
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