the best of Milne Bay

We had the privilege of attending to dedications. It was an experience
we'll never forget. I'll post the pictures in two installments. This first
post is from the Gapapaiwa dedication.

they didn't (but almost).

Tankyu tru, sista bilong mi long dispela naispela kaikai. Mipela amamas cos
bel bilong mipela pulap nogut tru. Tasol, mi sori tru dispela switkai em
pinis nau. Mi tingting yu mas salim sampela moa wantaim Pasta Dave.

Likim yu tumas!

Lisa

little sweetie

This weekend we headed up to Nobnob mountain for Ada's birthday party.
She's one of the cutest girls around. The last time she was over at our
house W & J took her frog hunting, but had no luck. So the night before the
party W & J went frog hunting to find some for Ada to give her as a present.
She was thrilled when we gave them to her believe it or not! Thanks for the
good time and the yummy cake and ice cream! We certainly enjoyed it
(especially Jester).

Meet Brendan.

Brendan is here for a visit! Brendan is our little village brother from
Sarang. He's on school holidays right now and he decided to spend some of
it with us. The boys love having an older brother around. He's got a heart
of gold, the biggest smile, and is an all around joy to have around.
Sometimes I wonder if he gets a little bored staying with us. Our life is
very different from the village life. But he always comes back, so he must
like it! Drew and I taught him how to play 'Blokus', so we've been doing
that in the evenings over a cup of Milo. The day Brendan arrived Jester was
beside himself. He gave Brendan the biggest hug and said, "you are my best
friend." Jesse asked me the other night if Brendan could stay forever. :)
That's not such a bad idea!

Photo 1 & 2: Taken on our trip to Nobnob this weekend - Photo #1: walking
to the top of the hill to see the view. Photo #2: See Madang town way down
there? That's where we live!

Photo 3,4,5&6 - W & J with their big brother Brendan....goofing around
like always.

what's on your ipod?

I thought it might be fun to share what playlists we all have on our ipods.
Here's what's on mine:

1. country!! (featuring: "She Thinks My Tractor's Sexy", "Any Man Of Mine"
and LOTS of Toby Keith)

2. let's rock out. (featuring: American Boy, Don't Phunk With My Heart and
much much more.)

3. let's hang out. (featuring: Tracy Chapman, Coldplay, Feist, Sarah
Harmer)

4. sexy dining music. (featuring: Bing Crosby, Ella Fitzgerald, Holly Cole
Trio.)

5. worship faves. (featuring: Jason Upton, Kelanie Gloeckler, Kim Walker,
Kristene Mueller)

6. cool Dad music. (featuring: Eric Clapton, Johnny Cash, Dire Straits, Hans
Theessink)

7. music from Chris. (featuring: unknown artist, unknown artist, unknown
artist). Help me out here, buddy!

8. favorite U2 (including: No Line On the Horizon, Vertigo, With or Without
You, Discotheque)

That's about it. So what's on your ipod?

Endless Summer

We can't escape the heat, so we do what it takes to cool off.

My internal clock is waaaaay off. Is it really autumn at home? Send some
of that fall breeze my way. It sounds nice right about now. This morning at
9am the thermometre read 35 degrees celcius. Wowsa.

I think Bill might have inherited the 'wrong name complex' from me. I have
a fear of calling someone by the wrong name, so even if I know the person's
name (or I think I know it) I just won't say it. My strategy is to wait
until I hear someone else use the person's name and then I know for
sure...then I can proceed to use it. This works unless the person who uses
the person's name uses the wrong name (and this has happened to me before).
Then it's just one big mess. I'm all for name tags. Anyways, we had a new
night guard named Reuban and in PNG it's respectful to use 'Papa' or 'Mama'
for those older than you. So we told Bill to call him Papa Reuban. Later
that evening Bill comes into the house and started talking about 'Papa
Rhubarb'. Papa Rhubarb? Come on, Bill. He was redfaced when he realized
his mistake. So I shared my name stategy with Bill, but Bill was skeptical.
I mean, the person he'd be relying on the most to get names right is Jester
and we all know what a disaster that'd be. Bill and I decided that the only
solution indeed would be that everyone has to wear a name tag. It'd make
the world a better place....at least for me and Bill.

Rollkuchen Virgin

I always relied on my mother to satisify my hankering for roll kuchen. Now
I'm leaving on the other side of the world...I don't have my mommsie close
by. So when I kept seeing big, beautiful watermelons at the market and that
hankering for roll kuchen just wouldn't go away I knew I had to take matters
into my own hands. I'm pleased to tell you that I am no longer a roll
kuchen virgin. And ya know? They turned out pretty good. But nothing
beats mom's, ya know?