Puke and stuff

I threw-up again all morning yesterday--don't know why. My aunt and uncle said they had problems when they first moved here, too.
Aurora covered first period for me with Abril; by second period I had puked 6 times and any and all fragments of food had been eliminated from my body, so I was feeling better.

Aunt Lila and Uncle Kent allowed me to sit-in on their ECEN 1 class (child evangelism) rather than going to Thursday night church (I can't handle Karla any longer--not alone, at least), and the class actually ended up being more beneficial. I have never directly evangelized before, and I know it's something important in my walk with Christ to learn. I'm looking forward to possibly even taking the class myself one semester, instead of just sitting in. Evangelism Explosion would be a cool class to take, too--evangelizing with adults.

Today I watched the kiddos (Beteli and Abril), crossed to go to the post office, and then ate lunch.

Beteli and Abril were easy to handle together today. Abril recognizes me for sure; whenever she spots me in church or at meals she always smiles and waves--so cute!
Oh, and I crossed the border because my parents ordered me a new phone since mine was lost or stolen in San Diego a week ago. When I activated my new phone today there were some crazy messages: one was in Spanish, but he talked so fast that I couldn't understand, two were from a guy who sold pigeons to whoever has my old phone ("If I sold you two male pigeons, they're gonna fight," the man informed in a Italian accent), and three other messages were from a lady angry that her wallet hadn't been returned to a Union Bank like the person who has my phone said they would (she used my name, since it's on the voicemail--kinda creeped me out). Anyway, Aunt Lila just said to not answer any numbers I don't recognize. That's going to be a challenge since my new phone doesn't have ANY numbers in it (and the only numbers I have memorized are my immediate family's). SO, if your reading this and you are not my immediate family--text me sometime with your name or call and leave a message so I'll have your number again. 'Preciate it!

For comida I ate bean soup and cabbage salad with Jamaica to drink--enjoyed it!

Oh, and Gloria news! She's pregnant (I told you that), and now I guess it might be twins (the doctors said she would NEVER get pregnant--seems like those are always the women that end up having twins or more, the women who are said to have no chance), BUT she's spotting! Spotting typically means there's an infection and the body will abort the baby(ies). That would be terrible! Luckily, we trust Jesus! We're praying (and if you would, that'd be great, too)! She's also on bedrest--which means the BI is minus one staff member. Ester is currently juggling cook and secretary, for the time being. Pray for Ester, too, if you would!

APEN conference in Tijuana tomorrow... I don't yet know if I'm going or staying to clean. We'll see.

Oh, and when I crossed the border today, two people (1 Mexican, 1 not) asked me if I spoke Spanish and I said "Poquito"--I should've been bold <--(intended pun) and practiced. I want to be bold--so does Aunt Lila--like Paul. Paul was blunt and bold. Aunt Lila actually wants to be more like Barnabus--the encourager. Yes, our study in Acts is going well, thank you! :)

Oh, and I thought I'd stop at the Mexico bank and try to get pesos in El Centro, and while I was in the ATM booth, this guy who was at the other booth was trying to talk to me. I was nervous and caught off guard, so barely understood him. I've noticed I understand certain people here at the BI merely because I'm used to their accents and pronunciation of the words--strangers, I have to listen more closely when they talk. I guess that's normal for when I converse with people who speak English, too.