Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Part 2- read me second

So then we went to England.  It was kind of cold but we loved it.  The Ladybug got to go out for walks to the park or to town or to any number of fun places almost every day.  We went to a huge petting zoo, the swimming pool, an amusement park especially for kiddos her age.  It was pretty fantastic.  She loved being able to walk out the back door and play with the ball or swing herself around the laundry line pole.  I loved having two extra sets of hands on board to watch and amuse her.  It was good, good fun and it also went too quickly.

But now we're in Bahrain.  In less than a week, we've mostly settled in.  It's hot as the hottest thing you can think of but it's been really good so far.  There are a few admin and teachers who have already returned, though most won't get here for another few days.  The school is AH-MAZING and gives you just about everything you need to play house for a couple of months until you can buy it yourself (i.e. coffee pots, dishes, towels, pots and pans, etc).  They even had a crib waiting for the Ladybug with a little toy and blanket in it!  I was not expecting that at all.  It was a very nice how-do-you-do.

The school is on the back side of our house, meaning we have a five minute walk there and back.  Dave has gone over almost every day to swim or use the gym.  The Ladybug has gone with him and loves the fact that they have a baby pool that she can walk down into.  Dave has an actual gym with an actual office.  I have my own HUGE classroom (two of them actually), with an office and a practice room.  Dave has already joined the golf club and is very happy about it.  I've found a doctor for me and have recommendations for a kiddo doctor.  There's so much STUFF here... it's nice to be living a first-world life again.

There will be many pictures and stories to come.  It's currently Ramadan and though I think I'm technically exempt from fasting, it feels rude to eat or drink in public so I've had a few bad moments when I've gone just a tad too long without food or drink.  I have to keep remembering to take water with me in the car and sneak a drink here and there.  It's not for much longer, though...

And alas, I'm tired.  Thanks for reading if you got this far.  I'm not gonna promise I'll write more, but I'm gonna try to promise.  We'll just see what happens :)

Ch-ch-ch-changes (PT. 1)

Obviously, I've taken a summer hiatus.  We don't have internet (or phone, for that matter) while we're in the States and though I have the BEST SISSY IN THE WORLD and she loaned us her iPad for the summer, it's not ideal for blogging.  So now, some months after the last entry- was it May?- I'm back and I shall proceed to catch you up on the comings and goings of us.

When last we met our heroic blogger, I believe we found her in the throws of just trying to get the damn dogs out of Guatemala.  It seems like the OIG curse followed us home, however.  We tried to get the dogs the night we arrived and were told there was a hold-up with customs and we would have to come back and get them the next day.  Both of us started wondering if they suspected we were transporting drugs in the dogs and, without knowing it, we both suspected they were possibly going to destroy the dogs.

Lucky us, that wasn't the problem.  The problem was Dave.  He goes in and out of the US a little too often for the liking of the customs people.  I think they really thought they had caught someone.  We were taken into an interrogation room, asked why he's coming in so often, where we got married, and what we were doing here now.  We explained that we were teachers and came for visits at Christmas and in the summers, the same as we did in England.  One of the officers says, "Well, you should've applied for a fiance visa... but I guess since you're technically married..."  Technically?  TECHNICALLY?  We've been married for four years and I was OBVIOUSLY carrying his child.  It's a little more than a technical marriage, bub.

I didn't say that, in case you were wondering.

Then we got asked why we were bringing the dogs this time.  I guess they had to tie it in to the reason we were supposed to be there in the first place.  We explained we were moving to Bahrain and... that was that.  Apparently they were satisfied.  They suggested Dave get an immigration lawyer and start some sort of paperwork, though they couldn't be sure what he needed exactly.

Day 1- welcome home.

The rest of the summer was more stressful than usual.  There was lots of paperwork to get done for the dogs, doctor's appointments to go to for the dogs, official papers to get signed and stamped for the dogs, and various reservations to be made for the dogs.  We actually had very little to do for the human aspect of our family.  The dogs were a completely different story.  Let me save a little time and just say that I spent so much time at the vet that I took them homemade cookies at one point for all their help.

The ladybug had a great summer playing with her cousins and friends, as did her mom and dad.  Dave played some golf and poker, I sat on the couch and got bigger, we all went swimming, visited the Philly side of the family, jumped in the bouncy castle and generally had a blast.  It went too quickly and, as always, I feel like I didn't spend nearly enough time with my loved ones.

And as our time to leave neared, guess what happened?  Yep, the dang dogs again!  We were supposed to be shipping them before we left for England and it just didn't come together.  We had to leave them at a kennel so THE BEST SISSY IN THE WORLD could get them on a plane when all the paperwork from Bahrain was ready.  And she did that.  And she's awesome and amazing and we owe her so much.  But it was just another headache no one needed.

You probably want to take a break now, maybe for the bathroom or some water...?  I'll continue in part two...