and i HATE it. i even spent an hour driving listlessly around chiang mai's bar districts after class tonight, debating whether or not going to one by my lonesome would be on the bad choices list. don't worry, dad, i didn't. i got hungry. plus, i was in my black sweatshirt with my backpack, and all the sparkly stilettoed, um, greeters made me feel a little more than frumpy.
come back to me, baby!!
he's taking the young men from church (how stuffy that must sound to everyone outside of mormondom, as if we actually refer to every 12-year-old as a young man all the time...) on their first-ever campout in the mountains right next to our house. so close, so far. they left almost an hour late, which is hardly a surprise, but can you guess the reason?
they all needed to shower first.
i can assure you that in some ways, we will never be thai.
anyway, nicholas, if you have internet access over there in the lake, here's just telling you i love you and miss you and wish my phone weren't out of baht so i could text you sweet nothings back.
smooches.
ps--i promise nick and i communicate through non-internet methods on a daily basis, regardless of what it might look like lately.
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You might want to clarify a little bit better about your husband going off to the woods with young men after they showered... I'm just sayin'...
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