Anne

We have a new member in our family. Her name is Anne and she is a 2 month old Mutt. Saturday as we were visiting one of the kids who regularly attends Sunday school we saw three puppies. Audrey took to one of them right away. The puppies tummies were huge (from parasites). The other three full grown dogs that also lived in this house were so skinny that I felt sorry for them. The mother of the Sunday school kids gave Audrey the puppy if it was ok with us. We took her to the vet yesterday and he said she was healthy except for the parasites. He gave her medicine that will take away the parasites. She is already very spoiled. It seems that she is constantly being held by someone. As I am typing this she is sleeping in my lap.

We had a great day this past Sunday. It was baptism Sunday. On Saturday, Monday, and today it has rained hard, but God allowed the sun to shine on Sunday and we had four people get baptized. Daysi, Mabeliy, Javier, and Marlon all got baptized. We had three men from the states with us and Bro. Gary Greenwood (a missionary kicked out of Venezuela) preached for us. Everyone loved it. We are so thankful for the beautiful day that God gave us. We had a few families missing, but we still had over 30 people at the river for the service.

Our truck brakes had to be replaced. We had noticed that things didn't sound right, but the brakes never squeaked or anything so we forgot about them. Yesterday, Jason took the guys to Orika, a town about 3 hours from Tegucigalpa to survey the area. When he got back he called the mechanic. The brakes are so bad that extensive work is required. We had to cancel the Ladies Meeting that was set for tonight, but Praise the Lord, the truck should be fixed in time for the La Espada Conference on Wednesday night.

Haircut

Well, the perm was horrible, but after my third day I went back and had them cut my hair (the stylist wouldn't cut it for three days to let the perm take). I figured that no matter how bad a job they did, it couldn't get any worse than the afro that I had. Much to my surprise, they did a really good job on the cut and now when I use my blowdryer and brush in the mornings my hair actually looks like it is supposed to look.

Today we picked up three missionaries from the airport and Jason left with them right away for a place called the Moskito Coast. It is named because of the Moskitia tribe of Indians not for the insect, thought I have heard that they grow them quite large there. These missionaries were serving in Venezuela with a remote mountain tribe of Indians and were recently kicked out by Chavez. One of them is with BIMI and so they asked if we could show them any areas where there are a lot of indigenous tribes of people. Where Jason is taking them is a decent size city. They have a few motels and one bank (the only one in the whole state of Gracias A Dios). There are no roads leading in and out of the Moskitia (Moskito Coast in English) so they have to fly in. The plane they will be flying on has only 12 seats and will land on a dirt runway. The motel they are staying in is the only one in all of this area that is made of brick. The advantage of this is that the rats don't find as easy an access into brick buildings. Some day it would be fun to visit there, but not until the kids are much older and can enjoy the rusticness of the adventure.

I am playing single mom until Friday, but thankfully the missionaries brought me a bag of Payday bars to help get me through. :-)

What was I thinking?

Why, when I have not had good luck with perms done in Honduras did I optimistically get another one done today. I had a picture of myself a few years back with a haircut that I really liked and I thought that I would see if I would have any luck duplicating it. It is a shorter cut (layered bob). Because my hair is so thin and fine I need a perm for this particular cut. I had been to this shop before with a friend and they did a great job. I thought I would try this salon as it was different from where I had it done the first time. I decided to make sure and mention to them that they don't wash my hair right after they perm it (that is what happened last time).

I had just had my hair washed and was settling in with my MP3 player and a game on my cell phone to start the perm. I wasn't paying close attention to what the beautician was doing. I had thought that there aren't to many ways to mess up putting in curlers. After a few minutes of intense hair pulling I looked up to see what she was doing. I was surprised to see her rolling my hair with straws and then tying the ends to keep them down. I thought it was weird, but as I know how Hondurans do things as times I just thought that maybe they didn't have any curlers. When they were about 10 straws from having my hair totally rolled the lady explained to her helper that she didn't use rollers becuase they didn't make the curls tight enough. Needless to say my heart stopped on that declaration.

The rest of the perm went smoothly. At the end, as they were unrolling all of the straws, all of the ladies that worked there kept exclaiming about how curly my hair was. When I saw myself in the mirror I almost cringed. I looked like I stuck my finger in a light socket. The underside of my hair is very curly with thin curls (not my best look). The hair on the top of my head, though, has always had a tendancy to frizz and boy did it ever. To say that I look like a poodle is an insult to the poodle. Thankfully, I plan to go in again in three days time to get it cut (they didn't do it today, they said that had to wait three days before they could comb it) and then I can start enjoying this perm. I don't even want to go out of the house. It is that bad.