Still Kickin'...

Seems as though that should have been the title of our Thanksgiving blog. Anyhow, we're busy and currently healthy. Just a few nasty little bugs here and there but we're just trying to keep up with the Jones' so to speak. Can't have little kids with snotty noses outdoing us, now can we? Things are settling in and down these days. Jay's busy playing with fruit trees and Hilary's still busy with her pots, pans and yarn. Now don't we sound like just the little American couple? A new addition has been the "wind" known to us westerners as tornadoes. Not really but when you live in a grass thatch, sometimes stick and mud hut you can imagine. Funny and creepy story. A couple of nights ago when the wind started we awoke, a little disturbed by the sound. Jay peeked outside to see how things looked and found Gogo Nhlabatsi making her way through the courtyard, cackling (we thought to herself but turns out she was laughing at the face Jay was making). Normal? She claims she was heading to check the roof on one of the other houses, not sure what she could have possibly done to fix it at that point, but nonetheless. All I was thinking was, "Jay, I don't think we're in Kansas anymore." I love the way Swazis tend to downplay EVERYTHING. "Oh yeah we might get a little drizzle." Meaning get on high ground this place is about to flood, or "we might get a breeze, " translation your roof will be gone tomorrow. It's kind of nice. Everyday is a new adventure. We miss y'all and love you all. Hope to see some of you in the near future as we know some of you are plannign trips. Until then, take care.