The other day I read a post from a fellow missionary wife that I enjoyed. She was talking about the things she has learned (or not) in the three months that she’s lived in Papua New Guinea. So it got me to thinking…what have I learned (or not)? So here’s my list (just for fun)….I have learned: *that some people don’t sweat that much *other people sweat MORE THAN you can imagine *everyone stinks when living here (unless they JUST took a shower) and you just have to ‘get over’ worrying about it *there are A LOT of different kinds of fungus that can grow on a person’s body *just about anything can be cooked from scratch (that means withoutcanned or boxed ingred.s too!) *I do not like cooking from scratch all the time. *When you go shopping, you better have pleanty of time…it once took me 45mins just to get through the line at a store. Oh, and there were only 4people in front of me…and no, they did not have an unordarinary amout of stuff either. It’s just the way it is. *I enjoy flicking gekkos off our screen windows. (There’s just something about seeing them flying into the grass!) *how to not care if there are just a few ants in my drink/food…it just adds a little protein. I have not learned: *how to make all the yummy things I want to eat, from scratch *how to catch the slimy little frogs that come in our house (I make the kids get them for me) *how to go back to sleep without killing the GIANT cockroach I just saw (what if it climbs onto our bed?!) -One night I got up to use the restroom and saw a cockroack. It was HUGE! Of course I didn’t have any shoes on. So I run to get one to kill it. It runs from me & actually makes it under the bed. Unfortunally, we have a couple of things under there and I can’t get to it. So I’m shinning my flashlight all around, moving pillows and climbing over Joel (who is still sleeping). He eventually wakes up and asks me what’s going on. I explain the problem and he says I need to just forget it. So out of love & devotion for my dear hubby, I give up. But I can’t sleep. I end up having to tuck my sheet over my head and all around me in order to fall asleep…I just couldn’t bear the thought of that thing making it’s way up on the bed! If he (the cockroach) did make it up there, he could have Joel- NOT Me!