Guatemala

It has been nearly an age and a half since I last wrote, that has become apparent. I've taken this time to grow a beard down to my knees. Just kidding. You hope.

Life's been really great back in Michigan. I now have a beautiful niece named Lucia, whom I had the great pleasure of visiting directly after getting off my flight from Santiago. It's great to see my parents and sister, catch up with friends and overeat delightful American food.

Lola is doing great. She's gained about 5 lbs. since arriving, and has found a soul-mate in Marcy's dog, Mona.

I have quite the adventure coming up in a few short days: a 'mission' trip to Guatemala. Of course, you are asking yourself: "But Sally, Bible-thumpers err...missionaries? Didn't you learn your lesson after you 'accidentally' flashed your panties to a teacher in catholic highschool?" My answer is: "But- there are old men!". I love old men. We have so much in common- music choice, life views, skin conditions- the list goes on.

Plus, we're not just throwing pamphlets at people. It's more like a habitat for humanity-styled trip. So that means I'll have to put something on under my toolbelt. Stay tuned