Saturday, January 24, 2009
She's Gonna Be an Actress...
Monday, January 19, 2009
A Couple of Little Funny Pharoah Land Moments...
...Brought to you by Matthew Ray:
#1 "What a RIP OFF!"
We took some new people on a faluka (sail boat) ride on the Nile the other day. We have taken several faluka rides since we have been here. All of them are different. Some of them are older than others....some are a little bigger than others....some have Egyptian music playing....and some don't play music at all. But it is always an enjoyable, peaceful ride away from the city chaos. Oh...and IT IS CHEAP. We ususally pay about 8 dollars for a TON of us to ride! This particular ride found us on just a regular ole faluka with no music...No big deal...we didn't think...until Matthew Ray yelled, "NO MUSIC?!?!!! WHAT A RIP OFF!"
#2 "Why do we call God a turtle?"
Matt was praying with Madison and Matthew Ray before bed last night. He was praying a prayer of praise...just praising God for who He is. He was saying, "God, You are Sovereign, You are Holy, You are All Knowing, You are Great, You are ETERNAL..." After Matt's prayer, Matthew Ray looked at Matt with a serious little face, peering over his glasses and asked, "Dad, why do we call God a turtle?"
Saturday, January 10, 2009
A Simple Hotdog Dinner...:)
Last week our family decided we were in the mood for pork. Dinners here are more of an event than in the states. Don’t ask me why. It just seems that everything takes more time and energy. On the pork we decided that hotdogs would be a quick and easy dinner and honestly it has been so long since any of us has eaten pork, the idea of an old fashioned hotdog sounded wonderful. Beef hotdogs are plentiful here but they do not even share a slight resemblance to Oscar Meyer and Armor.
While pork is scarce in Egypt we are fortunate to live a 1/3 of a mile from a pork store. Because the kids had been stuck inside all day we decided to make the trip to the store a family affair, so we all got ready and headed out the door. Anyone that has little ones knows that half a mile is like six or seven miles when your legs are only 12 inches long. However, after nearly an hour journey we were back at home to throw the dogs on the grill.
Lighting a grill here is a bit different. The first several attempts were disastrous to say the least. The charcoal is not exactly “Matchlight” quality. Honestly, it just looks like burnt wood. After spending several days trying to hunt down lighter fluid, I had resorted to using any flammable liquid I could find lying around, including some of Stacey’s beauty products. After raiding the medicine cabinet I discovered that the alcohol seemed to burn the way you would expect and so I was off to the store to buy alcohol. Because alcohol is only sold in small quantities I was forced to buy out the store in order to come up with what I presumed would be a sufficient supply for lighting my charcoal. Long story short, ten bottles of alcohol, an electric fan, and 2 hours is what had been required in the past to light a fire.
This time I had a better plan. Having noticed that the corn venders (men who barbeque corn on the street below our apartment) always seemed to have an ample supply of well lit coal, we got the bright idea to ask how they managed to light their charcoal. It turns out that they lay their coal on the eye of a stove (everyone here uses gas) and when the coal is ready they transport the coal to the grill. I was now ready to try the Egyptian way of lighting charcoal. Using the kitchen stove, it only took about 30 minutes to light an ample amount of charcoal to cook. I was then ready to cook.
It was at this time that I did what most people do when cooking hotdogs, I thought about the buns. I knew we didn’t have hotdog buns but loaf bread will always do in a pinch. Unfortunately when I checked the bread it was molded. This was not a disaster however because the grill I purchased here only allows the grate of the grill to get very close to the charcoal so the cooking time for hotdogs turned out to be about 45 minutes. Stacey simply gave Meredith some money and sent her to a small store around the corner from our apartment.
When Meredith returned with a package of buns I was taking the hotdogs off the grill. It was then that we learned two things. Pork hotdogs sold in Egypt are very large and hotdog buns sold in Egypt are very small. Let’s put it this way. If you break the hotdog in half there is still some hanging out of both ends of the bread and there is no way that bun is actually going to squeeze together around the hotdog like on a commercial or on the picture on the hotdog bun wrapper. No problem, the eating was a bit messier, but it all goes to the same place- right?
When supper was over we cleaned up. We had used paper plates to expedite our quick and easy supper, and after cleaning the charcoal off the stove and the floor of the kitchen the process of cooking hotdogs in Egypt from beginning to end only took 4 hours. After supper, we had just enough energy to brush the kids’ teeth, pray with them, and then tell them not to dare get out of their beds until morning before we retreated to the couch to begin resting up for the next day.
Wednesday, January 07, 2009
We Got A CAR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Merry Christmas, Happy New Year, Happy Anniversary, Happy Two Year living here....whatever you want to call it but....WE GOT A CAR AFTER COMPLETING TWO YEARS OF ARABIC!! YIPPY!
Driving here is pretty crazy and we already have a story to record. Here's the first of many I am sure:
…Matt called me at 9 am from downtown and said he left the results of his HIV test(which is negative…whew!) somewhere…I jumped up and found the paper…got all kids fed and dressed…dressed myself…ran Madison and Matthew Ray to preschool….asked Meredith if she was in for an adventure…drove our new car downtown for the first time….was doing good…until I took a “little” wrong turn…called Matt…we were having a hard time connecting…suddenly, I see him running down a one way street in a coat and tie…he ran up to my window, grabbed the paper and ran (the policeman next to my car looked puzzled)….at this point, I am needing to potty and have needed to potty for the last hour in traffic….I see a Hardees on the corner and think that would be a good place to park…nope…no parking anywhere….I proceed to go down many streets and find NOTHING…then….lost…lost…and REALLY needing to potty…all of the while, telling this in Arabic to many policeman in hopes they would help me out…NOPE…I finally make it to an area that is familiar but it is by a huge outdoor shopping area here (some of you know the Khan)…I see a bank…I pay to park….I go in the bank…they have NO Toilet!.....I ask where…they point me down a dark alley….I see a wooden door with holes all in it…NOPE, not going there….I walk to the shopping area and start asking…they point me to one three stories up very tiny steps(did I mention I did some crazy strength training exercise with my legs yesterday and I can barely move!)…Meredith guards the broken door…Finally, after 2 ½ hours of holding….I get to potty in a NASTY bathroom…then I had to pay when I came out for using their potty! I told Meredith that we needed to invest in a porta potty for the car!
Sunday, January 04, 2009
Just the Two of Us....
Saturday, January 03, 2009
After 17 YEARS...
Speaking of loving him....Tomorrow (well actually in 3 minutes at the time of this writing) is our 17 YEAR ANNIVERSARY!!! What an amazing, fun-filled, unpredictable, crazy, exciting, boringless (is that a word), WONDERFUL journey! I love him so much and am so thankful that God brought him into my life 23 years ago....wow...23 years!! Even though he will tell you I had no interest in him at first, I KNEW I was going to marry him from the very beginning. I love you, sweetheart. You make life so fun! Thank you for being a picture of Christ to me in my life!
And here we are 17 Years ago today:

Here we are today....(the reason for 2 pics you ask??? I could not find one recent picture of just the two of us. Every picture I found had our kiddos separating us! We never dreamed God would give us 3 such wonderful gifts from HIM but they sure do get between us a lot!:)
Matt...you are one good lookin man! :)
And I adore you....
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Christmas Morning 2008
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
2008 Christmas Activities...
First up....Christmas Eve Activities: We woke up Christmas Eve morning and the kids began begging Matt, "Can we open ONE...just ONE present today??? PLEASE!" So, after much begging, he caved. They each opened one present.
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Egyptian Jingle Bells Coming Your Way!
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
Christmas Program at the Nursing Home
Madison as a donkey:
Tuesday, December 09, 2008
Sheep to the Slaughter....
Matt went out yesterday to watch this yearly tradition. It makes us so thankful for the Perfect Lamb that was slain!!




Sunday, December 07, 2008
Meredith Serves....
Aren't they adorable...
Wednesday, December 03, 2008
Some Christmas Cheer...
Glass ornaments made for necessary assistance in the decorating process.
A decorating pose from Meredith
Madison is a cute little Santa helper!
The morning after we decorated we woke up to this sight. Matthew Ray is really in the Christmas spirit! He is so excited about everything....he even came home from school yesterday and was thrilled to tell us that his teacher wore Christmas earrings to school!!!
Friday, November 28, 2008
A Gobble, Gobble...no, Cluck, Cluckin Thanksgiving!
Pin the Hat on the Turkey game:
April's first Thanksgiving away from home...we love you, April!
Me and Matt trying to take a picture of ourselves...didn't work out too well :)
Full bellies and fun friends:
The gobble/cluck story... This is an email we received from our friend who was hosting our Thanksgiving celebration and who was also in charge of purchasing the turkey:
Dear Pilgrims and Indians,
That old Thanksgiving song asks of Timothy Turkey, “Why do you cry, Why do you cry, Why do you cry?” In the original our friend Timothy was crying great big turkey tears because he knew he was about to lose his head and feathers and end up on a silver platter on the classic, American table. Well, we at our house have felt the pain of ol’ Timmy Turkey, but for different reasons. We have cried because we have not been able to find a turkey. Well, let us rephrase. The first turkey we found was a frozen one (which is what we were looking for), but the wrapping had been opened and it looked as if the bird had been handled. We then found a turkey that we thought had been frozen at one time…although we are not sure when that time was. When we picked it up at the store it was very cold and we only carried it by the handle on the bag so we didn’t realize that it wasn’t really frozen until we got it home. After doing extensive research online (many thanks to “WikiAnswers”) we learned that a whole turkey can be left thawed in the refrigerator for only 1-2 days. So we thought we would investigate the questionable bird. As we opened the bag in our kitchen both of our heads snapped back at the smell of spoiled meat. Needless to say we aren’t cooking this one…although we are still debating as to whether this discovery would stop some of our friends from eating multiple portions anyway (Matt, don’t ask who I am talking about.). In conclusion, after six hours of searching our favorite stores from Heliopolis to Maadi, we found 3 turkeys; one frozen, naked, and handled, one rotten, and one as yet to be identified. We have decided to leave #3 a mystery. As it stands right now it looks as if Bahy BBQ will be providing our Thanksgiving meat. We think about 6 chickens will feed everyone. We are sorry if this ruins anyone’s holiday cheer. My thought was that I would now have more room for pumpkin pie, pecan pie, sweet potato casserole, dressing, beans, bread, and yes…street chicken. I guess we can rearrange everyone’s favorite holiday song…Charlie Chicken why do you cry? Or better yet…Fady Friek bitayut leih? We can’t wait to share our holiday together.