Reporting from the piney woods of East Texas....Eric Allen passed all of his finals, received smarty pants grades in all classes, and is headed to the final semester on the island. This month marks 2 years that we have lived in St. Kitts. What a wild, fun, scary, rewarding, sometimes downright aggravating, ride this has been. We are now home (well, between all three of our "homes" in Texas) and are preparing for the last few months we have on our "paradise" island.
Blaine turned 8 months on the 20th. She is a frog's hair from crawling, says Da-Da-Da-Da all the time, and continues to be the apple of our eyes. Her transition from the Eastern Time to Central has been easy in the social department, but not so much in the sleeping department. She likes to wake up every two hours or so at night, just to make sure Eric and I are doing ok (but we are quite sure that teething and unfamiliar sleeping quarters are the main contributing factors to interrupted REM sleep). Good thing Eric is back so I can sleep in. I am thankful he is a morning person like our dear little early bird.
One more thing....Texas is HOT right now. Hotter than the hottest I have ever felt in St. Kitts. When stepping outside from the frosty embrace of an AC, it's like walking into an oven. No rain, no tropical breeze, no blue oceans...just stale heat, dust, a constant line of sweat beads on the brow & upper lip, and 0% precipitation. Despite the feverish climate and drought, it's good to be home.
Happy in the Heat!
Many students are currently stuck on the island who tried to head back to the states on Sunday. Most are on standby until Wednesday, obviously due to TS Irene. I just caught word of an earthquake felt by some Rossies on the island today. Just swell. St. Kitts, please be good to us when we arrive back to you in September. At least until mid December. Later gators.
