Thursday, March 31, 2005

The Train Ride

Well, hmmmm. Where do I start. Should I talk about the drunk guy, or the cute litte girl, the other knitters, the foul mouth gang or the pink sweat suit family? Let's just say taking the train exposes you to a plethora of Americana.

Nathan could not sleep. Poor guy. He tried so hard. Tom on the other hand went to sleep right away. The woman behind him said very loudly "one snorer got off and another got on!" Oh well. Deal with it. We heard your kids whine and didn't loud talk you. Oh. I typed that and didn't just think it.

It was hard to say goodbye in New Mexico. Everyone is talking about how much they are going to miss Tadah and Pop Pop. We had such a good visit with them. The boys are wondering when they will see them again. I think Pop Pop is going to want to lose the 10 lbs. he put on with us there before we turn around and come back!!

Orange County is so magnificent! The ocean waves are lapping against the shore and we can see the shore line all along the coast as we ride into San Clemente. Lord, it is good to feel at home again.

But where are Christine and Raul....

Did Tom tell them San Clemente or San Juan Capistrano? They went to San Juan Capistrano, Tom had to call them and then they came to San Clemente.

The excitement never stops! And we are 3 weeks away from Russia....

Wednesday, March 30, 2005

2 suitcases each!

We spent all day yesterday packing boxes to mail to California and getting laundry done so we can see what fits in 8 suitcases. Tom keeps asking us if our belongings are going to go into short term storage or long term storage. Huh? Long term means you need to be willing to live without it for a few months until it gets shipped to Russia. Short term means we can take it on the plane with us. On the airplane we can pay extra and take more bags. The train has a limit: no security...but a limit on bags.

My back hurts. The only one to get a full night's sleep was Spencer. The aroma of freshly baked cookies fills the house. Mom has been baking this morning! She is making a package for each one of us to take on the train. The kids are excited. Her cookies will be much better than what they sell aboard the train!

I found a good website for yarn and knitting resources in Russia while surfing the web last night. I started learning those words. If you say some of them in English it sounds like you are swearing! Tom and Nathan think this is hilarious....

Tuesday, March 29, 2005

Visa Drama

Today started off innocent enough. My Aunt Martha called to say that we needed to fax our HIV results to Texas in order to process our Visas for Russia. I passed on the message to Tom and then had a nice conversation with Auntie Martha.

Well, afterward the drama unfolded....

Tom looked through our medical file and found everyone's test except for Spencer's. I called the doctor's office to have another copy faxed to us. Told the nurse my story and she took the message and was going to have the doctor call me back.

After waiting a decent amount of time I call the Lab to see if I can get the results any faster. I find out that there is a confidential seal on the results and I have no access. He's 14!!!! So a 14 year old can get an HIV test an only the doctor can get the results to give to the patients? He can't even drive to get himself to the test! Aaaaah!

I call the doctor's office back and guess what... she's on vacation!!!! You have got to be kidding me... and the nurse did not bother to tell me this 3 hours ago when I called?

Anyway, when they finally find Spencer's chart (it was with another doctor) there is no copy of the test. We have to wait up to a week now for his results.

Who knows when we will get the Visas done now. It's in Gods hands. I can tell that I'm being prayed for when I don't go psycho on the nurse or the customer service agent I spoke to today.

Thank's God for keeping me in check. :)

Tomorrow we get on the train!

blackpurls knitpickings

My name is Alida and my family and I are on our way to Russia. I know...Russia. What could I be thinking? I could not even find all the yarn colors I wanted the last time I was there. But, my dear husband has this crazy notion that this is where we should move. It is a call from God. So I said "ok". And now we have sold our home of almost 11 years and we have one way tickets for April 20th. I must be crazy. Yep, 23 years of marriage makes you crazy! You should have heard what our teenagers said when we told them our plan. I cannot even repeat it here!