Back to Little Havana

Not really, but I am back in Miami. My (short) stay this time has already been much better than last time. I went to the Brazilian Consulate to turn my LAST document in, and I found out that they have already sent my documents to Brazil to be approved. I am a little confused about the fact that they have changed the type of visa I'm applying for, but hey, if everything is in Brazil, I can do nothing else about it. I'm hanging out and waiting on my office in Richmond to call me back to tell me I can go home today. Maybe....

A happy place

I have had a good 10 days away from home and still have 5 more! How exciting is that?! I am still in the US, still waiting on my visa. For a long time, I tried to figure out why I was still here. I have come to the quiet knowledge that there is something more, even if I don't know what it is. I can think of many reasons I am still here. God is taking me through some hard things, but this time has been good. It has been made much better by the presence of a certain someone (thanks, David!) listening and offering suggestions about life in general.

An Interesting Fact

My friend Liz, who lives in Japan, has an interesting tidbit from Japanese culture on her xanga site. Apparently your blood type has a lot to do with your personality. Mine is O. Decide for yourself if it's true....

Duck, part 3

Yes, folks, the day after Duck #2 we had Duck #3. Mom was home, so we were both running around the house trying to chase it out. Mom said this: "While he was up there [on top of the chimney] I should have asked him to put some chicken wire over the chimney." This is something we've been talking about way back since Duck #1, and we haven't done it yet, partly because we keep thinking that there will be no more ducks. Awaiting the presence of a duck in the house is not easy, you know. It keeps me on my toes!

Duck, Part 2

On March 23, I was graced with the presence of a duck in the house. As I walked past the study today, what did I hear but flapping of wings (it sounded like the poor thing was in a panic). Yup, another duck. He ran around the house and I finally caught him in my mom's closet. Every window on the front of the house was open, but he went out through the door -- I picked him up (in a towel) and set him on the front porch. I don't understand why they keep coming back. Our house is not built for ducks.

A lifelong goal

There was an article on the front of the Arts section of the AJC on Sunday about a woman who had read all of the Pulitzer Prize-winning novels. I saw it and was inspired. And so, my new project is to do just that. It will probably take years, but any project that isn't lifelong probably isn't worth much. Anything under "What I'm Reading" or "Books Read in 2006" with an author and date are Pulitzer Prize-winning novels and the date, of course, signifies the year in which said book won the Pulitzer.

I was reminded of some very wise words today (written in December):
"Your visa will happen one way or the other. I know it seems like a mount Everest but remember who moves mountains."

I have been wondering how quickly the Harry Potter books get translated into Portuguese, and I have found out. I am STOKED that #6 is already translated (though I can't actually buy it yet, as I am still in the US). I have read #1, #3, and #4, am making my way through #2, and #5 is on my shelf trembling in anticipation of being read. How exciting.

Addendum: I have read them all in English -- the above refers to the Portuguese versions.

Laughable or not

I can't decide. For those of you I have talked to, you know LOTS of tears were shed over this, beginning about 3 weeks ago. Went to the Brazilian Consulate in Miami to apply for a visa on Monday and sat in the wrong office for 3 hours. Right city, right street, right building, right floor, wrong office. If I hadn't lived in Brazil already, I would have wondered why no one told me when I signed in. Having lived in Brazil, I didn't wonder. By the time I figured it out, the visa section had closed for lunch. Hmmph. And then they wouldn't accept my documents Monday afternoon (understandable, since they only accept visa apps from 10-12). Went back Tuesday morning. The lady at the counter told me I needed a missionary visa, though that's not what I was applying for. Went back at 3 to talk to her supervisor (she told me to come back) and my docs were still sitting on her desk waiting to be looked at. E-mailed her to make sure all my documents were in order, and it turns out I was missing one that I needed from Brazil. Hmmph again. E-mailed my boss in Brasilia and he sent me a letter asking the consulate to reconsider their requirement for that particular document for lots and lots of reasons. Mailed that to the consulate this morning. We'll see what happens. All I can do now is wait and do what they tell me to.

Foiled again!

Hmm. Who would have thought that going to Miami would be so complicated? I know I will get there in God's perfect timing, but today that's not fast enough! And then I think I might should be thankful because I have a job.... I just feel like I'm wasting time when I could already be there learning language or something else useful.

Next!

Got my documents back today from the Brazilian Consulate (funny how they are much faster than my own government!), so I hope to go sometime next week to apply for my visa. Hope to head "home" soon.

Adventure for the morning

I found a bird (it looked like a duck) in the house this morning. It flew down the chimney (which is why I am doubting its identity as a duck), got ashes all over the floor, and proceeded to walk/fly around the house. First of all, it scared me. Second, I was walking around opening every window in the house trying to chase said animal out a window or the door. Needless to say, I was laughing out loud. A lot. Especially while trying to get the bird out from under the dining room table. The opening of the windows was successful; he finally flew out. Now I have to sweep and vaccuum.

Frustrated

I am waiting on paperwork. Who would have ever thought it would be from my own government, and not that of a laid-back South American nation? Most of my friends are ticketed and leaving next week, while I am not sure how much longer I'll be here. It's very frustrating. BUT, on the other hand.... I am having much time to pack, though I don't have to worry about the possible unavailability of deodorant like one of my friends....
I am trying to have a good attitude, but I am ready to go home.

Almost done

So I have 5 full days left in Richmond. I am ready to go home (to Brazil). It's looking better -- my documents are at an encouraging place in their rabbit trail.
I am driving to Georgia in a few days and am looking forward to a weekend at the lake with friends.
The next month or so will be spent traveling to Miami (to apply for my visa), tying up loose ends, and visiting friends in various places. Home is calling....

FOUR -- I got tagged!

Four jobs I've had:
Chemistry Lab Assistant (which consisted mostly of me answering questions while the prof went outside for smoke breaks)
Summer Camp Counselor
Pharmacist
Missionary to Brazil

Four movies I could watch over and over (set is one entry):
Princess Diaries (1 & 2)
Dead Poet Society
Casablanca
City of God (Cidade de Deus)

Four books I could read over and over (a whole series counts as one, excluding the Bible):
C.S. Lewis's Chronicles of Narnia (yes, all 7)
J.K. Rowling's Harry Potter (all 6 out so far)
C.S. Lewis's Mere Christianity
Journals of Jim Elliot

Four places I have lived:
Carrollton, Georgia
Birmingham, Alabama
Mentone, Alabama
Rio de Janeiro, Brazil

Four TV shows I watch:
Sorry -- what is TV? If I had to pick:
Arrested Development (before I was informed that it is over)
The Simpsons
Gilmore Girls
Crossing Jordan

Four places I have been on vacation:
Ilha Grande, Brazil
Santiago, Chile
London, England
New York, New York

Four websites I visit daily:
Yahoo!
Barnes & Noble

Team Redd

-- Allison tagged me!
Currently (until I get my visa), the Consulate General of Brazil in Miami

Four favorite foods:
Any kind of Mexican food (it's all the same, right?)
Anything from Italy (tiny restaurants in Cortona preferred -- you know, the family-owned kind)
Brazilian stroganoff
Tiramisu

Four places I'd like to be right now:
Back in Rio!
Houston, TX (those of you who know me know who's there)
Curled up by a fire with a good book (if we had fireplaces here, that's where I'd be, as it's snowing again today)
New York City (minus the snow)

Festive meal

Last night we had the craziest meal ever -- heart-shaped ravioli that was PINK. I must admit, it was a little weird to be eating pink pasta, but it was quite tasty. What was for dessert? What else? Red velvet cake!

A lot more weather

I think we got 4-5 inches of snow overnight. We had fun this am with the snowball fights and sledding -- things I never get to do, because I live too close to the equator (below and above) to get much snow that I can play in. Props to the facilities team who was out at 7 am shoveling snow off the walkways (I think they got to drive a mini-snowplow and I'm a little jealous 'cause I think that would be fun).

A little weather

It's finally snowing! We're supposed to get 3-6 inches in the "metro" area with 1-3 more inches in outlying areas (we are definitely in the middle of nowhere here). We'll see how much fun we have playing in it. They've actually provided toys for us so we don't have to swipe the cafeteria trays to use as sleds.

Adventure for today

So we set off the fire alarm in our quad today (not in my apartment, but still...). We were trying to cook pizzas and one of the ovens had oil in the bottom. Usually, when the (very sensitive) smoke detector goes off, 3 different volunteer fire departments respond to the call and maintenance has to wait until the building has been cleared to turn off the (very loud) siren. We stood outside for about 20 minutes in the wind and finally got our picture taken with the fire truck and the firemen.

So I am definitely here in Virginia having adventures. My roommate is one whole foot shorter than I am (that's twelve inches, for those of you who are measurementally challenged). We have had "special meals" a couple of times, and we've had to eat only what was put in front of us (for those of you who know me, you know that wasn't a problem). In other words, no going to the vending machines after lunch because you didn't like the food.
The first special meal was Middle Eastern in nature. It consisted of meatballs (ground beef, but if we'd been in the ME, it would have been lamb -- ew), a "salsa" made of cucumbers, tomatoes, and onions, and a pita-type bread.
Yesterday we had a Caribbean flavor -- pork that looked strangely like barbeque, corn and flour tortillas, salsa (the kind you eat with chips), and black beans and rice. Now let's talk about these black beans and rice with no seasoning. I am used to having them seasoned with garlic and onion (the Brazilian way to eat them), and these had nothing. Not even the tiniest bit of salt. One of our tablemates asked what gave the rice its color. "Bean juice" was the quick answer. I'm not sure he knew what I meant...