cinnamon toast crunch

I love cinnamon toast crunch. Oh my gosh. I woke up this morning and I am being honest, my first thought was, I get to eat cinnamon toast crunch today. I raced to the shower, which was surprisingly hot for the first 30 seconds. I knew right then and there it was going to be a good day. A second of hot water and a bowl of cinnamon toast crunch. At breakfast I had “french toast” and my cinnamon toast crunch. (oh ps. Kate- I grabbed the box tops off all our food for you- the mission continues in Haiti…) I packed a big bag of cereal for work and went to Greta. When I got in the car, my driver had the radio on. Enrique Iglesias….typical but welcomed since its English and because its Enrique (lets be real, everybody needs a hero). Then the song changed…… I am thinking, there is no way this is what I think it is. But it was. Sure enough, Tye Tribbett has made it all the way to the wave lengths of Haiti. I asked the driver to turn it up and sang as loud as my dignity would allow me to Son of Man. So to recap: cinnamon toast crunch, warmish water, Tye Tribbett. And its only 9:30.                                               

Work was as usual at Greta. The bag of cinnamon toast crunch I brought was no more by 10:30- I just couldn’t help it and really didn’t try. At lunchtime I wished I had saved it. The menu: an abnormal amount of noodles for one human being, chicken, ridiculously spicy chicken to be exact, a few leaves of lettuce, one tomato slice, KETCHUP, and the big kicker, mayonnaise-                                                                                                                                                      

all in one pile. Oh man. I tried really hard to eat it. I ate some of it. As my lips burned and my gag reflexes kicked in I realized I was being a drama queen and kept eating. I ate lunch with the kindergartners today which was highly entertaining, and messy to say the least.

After lunch the internet was down for the count. I started planning my craft for the week- like a billion toilet paper rolls that have been saved by the cleaning staff for no reason in particular. Without Pinterest as my guide I decided on a Noah’s Ark theme because who doesn’t love animals meandering 2 by 2, a massive boat, and a rainbow to cap it off? I think we will make some tp rolls into animals and some into rain makers and then with our nifty felt board (hands up if you remember those? I will unashamedly admit they were THE best part of Sunday school) we can learn and act out the story of Noah’s Ark. Now to learn it in Creole…..

Random observation- Haiti loves Celine Dion. If you know me you know I am a huge fan, each one of her 90’s love ballads reels me in. Everywhere I go, someone has her song as ringtone, they are playing it in the car or she is blaring in the market.  #celineforever

Tonight I had another creole lesson and am currently sitting in the lounge watching duck dynasty…weirdest show….eating cheesecake….waiting for modern family to come on. The new intern/my roommate arrived tonight with a care package for mwen. I am THRILLED! 2 boxes of hazelnut liquid coffee creamer, a ton of kashi coconut bars, gummy worms, etc. Thanks Mary for all these wonderful things and to everyone else who has sent stuff to SP that is waiting to come my way.

All in all it was a happy happy Wednesday. I didn’t move in to my hut today as planned but by this weekend I should have a new kay.

Hope everyone had a great day and has a lovely one tomorrow!