So, last post was about how sick I was and how much it sucked. This time the whole family got it. The whole damn family. This time it was fever, diarrhea, and throwing-up. It has been an even more evil sickness. You get sick, can’t eat, and then you feel better after a few days of excruciating stomach pain. All is well and then BAM! It comes back. I have a theory.
I think that, living out in such a rural area, the family is exposed to much more bacteria than our bodies have ever been used to. I think in the long run this sickness stuff might be a good thing. Our bodies get stronger with every one.
From Anchorman
”I’m Brick Tamland . People seem to like me because I am polite and I am rarely late. I like to eat ice cream and I really enjoy a nice pair of slacks. Years later, a doctor will tell me that I have an I.Q. of 48 and am what some people call mentally retarded.”
Who doesn’t love a nice pair of pants?
I had family here for the last 7 days. It was real hard to say good-bye this morning. Then I brought Natalie, the girl-child, to a picnic/barbecue that my language school had. It was fun. We finally had a nice day. The sun was shining, the wind was minimal.. . It rained pretty much the whole time my family was here which kind of sucked. As for my brain, I am a little more relaxed. Deb and I have taken the advise of many and have really begun speaking Norwegian to each other. I have to say, I have learned a lot. There were students at this picnic that were in classes for 6 months or more. I’ve had a little over a month and I think I am doing pretty well.
So count on me posting again regularly… Maybe even later today.
I am taking the advice of my friend Terje and changing the format of this place. From now on you will get an abstract of each entry and you must click “read more” to see the rest of the entry.
I am taking the advice of my friend Terje and changing the format of this place. From now on you will get an abstract of each entry and you must click “read more” to see the rest of the entry. He suggested, and I agree, that it’s nice to see a little of the entry and then choose whether you wish to continue reading. Just a minor thing really.
Well, two weeks ago I had to leave our apartment in a hurry. To make a long story short, Deb’s Mom kicked me out, not for any rational reason. It had something to do with paranoia. So Deb, Natalie and I needed to find a place quickly. Why we had to get out so quickly is another sign of the irrationality of the situation. But I digress.
First, I contacted the police to see if she had the legal right to throw us out with 2 days notice. They didn’t know a thing. They gave me a number of a department that takes care of housing disputes. That department told us that we had every right to stay there and that to throw someone out requires papers to be submitted and a legal hearing that could take months.
In the meantime, Deb was upstairs just trying to convince her mother that we needed more than two days to find a place to live. Most apartments want 4 months rent to move in. That’s a lot of money. The reason being that it often takes so long to kick someone out that the owners want some security. I don’t blame them. But how were we going to come up with so much money when neither one of us are working yet. My work visa still isn’t ready yet.
Her mother wouldn’t budge. But, me being the fighter I am, knew that I had the law on my side. I said that she could do what she wanted, I wasn’t leaving. But Deb didn’t want the police there making a big scene. She insisted that we just leave to avoid a situation…. but where were we going to go? I conceded…even though it went against everything that I believe in. I don’t give up easy. But, out of respect for Deb, I gave up the fight to stay.
Our deadline was 6′clock, Tuesday. It was 3 o’clock Tuesday and still there was nowhere to go. I called my folks and talked to them. They suggested we call the church where Natalie was baptized. Then the visions began to come. I pictured us standing in the rain
We didn’t have anywhere to go until about 2 hours before the deadline. It turns out that a neighbor down the street, Elisabeth, said we could stay with her for a few weeks. Terje, also my neighbor, asked her for us. Now keep in mind, we barely new Elisabeth. We only met her at the street party awhile back.
Before Elisabeth
