Life is so different down here. Want some more macaroni?

The title of this blog is also our quote of the week. And surprisingly, the first sentence and the second sentence have perfect commonality in my mind. Tonight is Friday night: the end of a busy week and the beginning of a three day weekend. We literally have had to turn down five opportunities to travel to give ourselves time to rest. Erin is still feeling bad and has made a home within a home of our extra bed. I moved it downstairs to our little living room and set our TV trays around it so she has easy access to food and books and is closer to the warm fire.

So while we were eating dinner together in our little cabanya I was thinking in the silence (Erin has taken a conversationalist haitus since she came down with bronchitis) about how different our way of living is down here in a thousand little ways. Instant coffee instead of drip, cooking with gas instead of electricity, riding the bus instead of a car, sweeping instead of vacuuming, Coke instead of Dr. Pepper. I was imagining what I would be doing if I was still in the States, and I guessed I'd be watching the new Star Wars or talking over Starbucks. It seems like it isn't the big things that make life really feel different, it is the change in all the little daily things we are used to doing that remind us where we are.

As for the macaroni, that is because I am cooking while Erin is sick, and I have been doing a poor job. Instant soup, macaroni, microwave dip, and salads. No wonder my poor wife is sick! But at least I was offering seconds, right... :-)