Needs . . .

DOES ANYONE HAVE ANY REAL CHEESE????!!!??!?!! I FEEL LIKE I'M TAKING CRAZY PILLS HERE! Really, if you do have any cheese to spare, perhaps a munster, or something with a hint of horse raddish in it, if you would be so kind as to send it to me. I'm not crazy. Not yet any way.

Finally, I Can Get No Dirtier!

Yes, yes, yes. I am well, and this will no doubt be one of the shortest blogs I write, so pepani. Pepani Kwambiri.

Just a couple of updates. First, I am well, as I've already said. Its cold here. But that's ok. Second, I pooped on myself for the first time. It was actually a wipe that caused the ruccuss, but the outcome was the same. And I did not change the pants (I'm actually still wearing them, I know, seriously Kris) afterwards.

Be proud. Poop has no power over this man. And I'm going to buy rabbits next month to use their poop for my plants! Yippie!!!! You know, sometimes everything comes up Ludvigson, even if you do start your day by crapping on your leg.

Peace,

Mr. Staff Infection

3 Weeks In and Only 3 Showers to Speak OF

Good Day People,

I'm attempting to keep my promise of monthly updates. So here it is. One month in a row. Congratulations to me, and to you for being lucky enough to have something new to read.

It's more than good to be home. My trees are all growing well, Charlie (our dog) has gotten awkwardly big--and by big I mean his body is super fat and his head is tiny--, school is still fun, and the weather here is wonderful.

Of course, I have gotten back on a strict schedule of showering only two times a week, and I finally feel like myself again. That shower every day thing in the states is overrated. And I'm better with a "thin" film of grime on me anyways.

Term 2 of our school year is done in a couple of weeks, and then the highly anticipated Term three begins soon after, ending in approximately August. So I'm busy, and I guess that's ok.

I'm boring myself today, so I think this will be it for now. Think about visiting if you can/want; we'll drink some mango wine (or whatever fruit is available at the time you come). And I'll leave you with a little gem I call love. Enjoy. Its at the top because thats how I could load it.

The REbirth of Kool

Yes, yes, I know. I've done a sub-par job of updating my blog regularly since the holidays. For this I appologize, but please understand that the reasons are based solely on the fact that I am Ulesi (google this and you'll understand--it's Chichewa).

So, what's new? Lots. Our first three months at site (our home) went well, but were also extremely frustrating. We're getting used to this. Jen and I are getting much better at whispering the phrase "Pong'ono Pong'ono" (little by little) to each other and ourselves when things don't work as they probably should (everyday). We are realizing that things can and may get finished, but not in the time frame we plan.

I am actually writing from the U.S. today, and I apologize for not notifying everyone, and trying to meet with you all, but we just didn't have time. Jen and I returned briefly because of a serious family friend issue, and our schedule revolved around this. So if I didn't get to see you, again, I'm sorry, and I promise that I will work to fit you all in when our service ends (which by the way, will most likely not be until July of 2010 because we have decided to extend our service).

Besides this, I (and Jen) are doing fantastic (and as you can tell from the above pic, that I still have my amazing looks--I'm not bragging, it's just a statement of truth). We will be contacting many of you (some we already have) about the possibility of travel to Malawi, as well as fundraising opportunities. Yea, yea, I know, always wanting something. But if you don't donate, how will I ever complete my fully fortified castle (yes, there is a planned moat and drawbridge)?

Ok, enough for now. I kind of promise to get back to semi-regular postings, lets say once a month? Cross your fingers. Take care of yourselves, and drop me a line either here or via email if you get bored.

Peace.

The 4th Dirtiest man I know