Finally “Friday!”

It’s my one chance to jump on the computer today. my family went out to dinner so I am frantically trying to post and check my email before I have to arm wrestle everyone for time.

Today was just a normal day in my crazy life. Let’s see… Maybe I’ll bore you with the run down of my every waking detail. That sounds SOOO fun. (just kidding- but I don’t think I’m kidding about boring you with every detail of my day… sorry)

Will was running really late today. He didn’t wake me up until about 5:30, which means he got up at 5:00. He usually gets up between 3:45 and 4:00- so it was pretty late.

I got up and got online and surprisingly got on early enough to talk to a friend that was about to end her day (I hate the time difference here! I never get to talk to friends or read good blogs unless they are linked because I am in bed when everyone gets started!) Anyway, I wrote a few letters and then, as I said earlier this week, I stopped everything going on in my life to watch Home and Away.

The show is amazing. I was thinking about putting in a link to their website, but it doesn’t do the show justice. Its been on primetime in Australia since 1989, so I figure its got to be good to run that long! Anyway, I am totally addicted!

After that my sister and I went to the gym That was an adventure- more of one than usual I should say. Since Saudi Arabia’s king died this week they have been playing nothing but prayers over the speaker downstairs in our apartment. That is what they play at the gym- so talk about having some “great” stuff to pump you up and give you a good workout… not so much.

I stepped on the treadmill and almost threw up. There were sweat drops EVERYWHERE! Okay- I realize that its a gym and that is what people do- they sweat. I definitely have no room to talk because I’m like a thunder storm. However, I think there is some unwritten rule that bypasses all language barriers and states that all patrons must wipe the equipment down after they rain all over it.

Okay, so I am way too anyl about this whole thing. I’ll admit it. I’m a huge germaphob, which to me includes all sorts of body fluid as well. Anyway, I went all the way back to the apartment, got the Detol, got a baby wipe and went back. Yes- I am a nut. I wiped all the drops off with the baby wipe and sprayed the crap all over the buttons and handles.

I’m sorry I went on a 3 minute tangent about that. It was the “highlight” of my afternoon.

After that I took a shower and did my Bible study. I am going through the Bible from start to finish. Right now I’m in 2 Chronicles. Again, just some random info… but I did say I was going to talk about the details of my day right?

Oh what an exciting day...( )

I got ready and them my parents picked me and my sister up for a hair appointment. I was still unsure of my place, but I think I like it. It is just so strange. I love talking to my “hair lady,” and that just doesn’t happen here. She asked me a question and I answered, and then I just wanted to keep talking, but tried to refrain. For some reason I hate awkward silence with my stylist. Yes, I am a dork. So I asked her about this wedding she was going to, and she talked about that for a while, and then more silence. So for some reason I then proceed and totally ask the dumbest question. We were talking about hair or getting it styled or something and then for some reason the dumbest thing blurts out of my mouth...are you ready?…

“So, do you do your own hair?”

Silence.

Crickets.

I’m dying here!

“Uh, yes, I do. But not the back.”

What in the world were you thinking Brittny!? Of course she does her own hair! That is what she DOES! That is like asking a chef if he cooks his own food! What a dork. Okay- so did I mention I didn’t handle hair stylist silence well? That is one thing I miss about the states.

Enough about that story. Afterwards Will and I grabbed a bite to eat, and then headed home.

Not too exciting today. I’m not sure what the night plans are. Sharing a living room kind of cramps everything.

So there you have it. The oh so exciting points in my day. ha ha

Too much to handle right?… Not so much.

Have a good hump day.