A Bunch of Nothing

I want to say something. I really do. Just not sure what to say or even how to say it. I want to make something with my hands. I have no idea why, it is just the mood that I am in. So here it is to typing and seeing what comes out.
* Some folks from Georgia come to the church here in Rio Blanco yesterday. They brought jeans from my mom. Oh happy day. It may seem shallow, but hey, all my pants are falling apart and the only jeans you can buy here are covered in glitter and rhinestones, of which I am not a fan. I mean, really? Do I need something that says "I am a thigh! Look at me!"? I think not. I will pass. So it was a joy to receive the jeans.
[thanks mom]
*Another thrill from last week was that I road a donkey. Side saddle and bareback. Wearing a floor length skirt. We have been presenting the story of the birth of Christ as told by Luke. I am Mary. We have done the play upwards of 20 times. We have very basic props. Mostly just costumes. But the village we went to Christmas night made sure we had more than that. Thus, the donkey. It was interesting. I had a blast. And obviously I survived. Fun times. The sheep they brought up where pretty sweet too. Oh! One of the men there made a manger too. That was my favorite of all.
* One morning last week I sat down to breakfast and bowed my head to say a silent prayer of thanks. In the middle of it, I realized I was praying in Spanish. That means I was thinking in Spanish! Mentally translating all the time is tiring. I hope that I will be finished with mental translation in a couple of months. I know it is probably pretty insignificant to your life, but if you happen to be interested in my Spanish progress, its cool. Never fear, I am sure I will make horrible (meaning downright funny) mistakes with my Spanish for many years to come.
* I was given a backpack today. It is a bit used and has the name "Jessica" written in permanent marker on the front. I love it. I had been praying for one, and this one was handed directly to me. I would not want anything else. Thank you Lord.
* I am going to a place tomorrow that has snow. SNOW! Should be fun and freezing. I'm excited.
* Ever step back and think, "Um, wow. This is my life? These are the stories that I will be telling my kids and grandkids!" Crazy to think about. What is happening to me now is the story that I will be telling later. I know, I am strange to even think of such things.
* Now I do believe I am going to stop writing. I had no idea where this post was going to go when I started, and now I see it has gone nowhere.

Adios.