The Queen B

We Are Home

I am still trying to decide if that is a good thing or a bad thing.
 

Good Things:

-It is great to be in my own bed.

The chicken wire with a 1/4 inch cushion was not conducive to my comfort.

I would love to show you the myriad of bruises that have formed on my hips from that "bed".  However, my stretch marks (not to mention the fact that it would be completely inappropriate) will keep those bruises hidden.

-There was great progress made on our house.  I'll have to share some pictures when I remember to take my camera.

-I really needed a Diet Mt. Dew.

-Flushing toilet paper.

-Having a reason to flush toilet paper. 
 

Bad Things:

-Leaving her.

That, my friends, was not easy.

Flying

Hey.

Remember me?

Really.  I never actually decided to take the summer off from blogging.  

Every day my intention is to get a post completed.

But then I decide that y'all are up to here with QB's posts about the house or the adoption.

And that is all I got.

So.  Because I miss you all (are any of you still there?) I thought I'd give a brief recap of what's been going on this week at The Palace...

Exciting stuff, isn't it?

Moving on...

So guess where I am headed today?

Yep.  The Palace is heading South.

Please pray for our trip today as we fly to Guatemala.  Though I'm much more excited than I was before our last journey, I am still a teensy bit afraid.

(I'm also a teensy bit medicated.)

I'm hoping to be able to post while there.  The internet is a bit sketchy...

I can't wait to share all the pictures and stories with you when we return!!!

Y'all rock.

The King Needs Some Internet

So I've learned how to negotiate with The King.

Take away his internet.

He really, really loves the internet.

He loves it so much, in fact, that he's willing to do this...

That's The King and some other crazy dude up there in that bucket.

The King hired a bucket truck to see if could see some internet tower thingy over there somewhere.

If he could see it, he was assured that we could receive the internet signals that magically float through the air.

Well.

He could see it.

WHEN HE WAS FORTY FEET IN THE AIR.

Which means we'll have a FORTY FOOT TOWER IN OUR YARD.

Was I clear?

THERE IS GOING TO BE A TOWER IN MY YARD THAT STANDS FORTY FEET IN THE AIR.

Sidebar:  There is not any modern convenience for which I would willingly place myself in this situation...

Do you see what The King is doing?

He is leaning over the edge of the bucket while dropping a tape measure to the ground.  

This is the handy way in which he measured how tall our new yard ornament will need to stand.

Won't it be lovely?

My friend, Shelley, suggested we try this.

Note To Self

When building a home in a rural area, it would be wise to establish that there is internet available to aforementioned rural area before the home is constructed.

Suggestions?  

Kinglish

(If ever I wished I knew how to do a video/audio post thingy, it is now.)

The King has made several trips to Guatemala this year.  He had no prior Spanish speaking experience.

However, in an amazing turn of events, The King has become an expert in multilingual communication.

Yep.  Multi.

He didn't even use Rosetta Stone or Muzzy or anything.  In fact, it is as if this language came to him overnight.

Y'all, The King has created his own language.  

Being efficient, he uses this language to communicate with all nationalities.

Red, yellow, black or white.  

I think this is the content:

67% English

16% Spanish inflection

7% British inflection

3%  Irish inflection

3% Rain Man inflection

3% Balki inflection

1% The Godfather inflection

It seems to work better for him if he speaks this language REALLY LOUD AND REALLY FAST.

If you stare at him with odd confusion, he is so helpful.  He increases the volume to help you better understand.

And how cool is it that he finds opportunities to use this language ALL THE TIME?

Before he became fluent, I really do think that the employees of Taco Bueno struggled to understand him.  I'm certain they appreciate his recent efforts. 

He has even had the opportunity to speak Kinglish on the phone.  The Apple help desk fella surely felt an immediate connection.

We are frequent customers to one of our local Mexican restaurants.  Don't you know that they are so grateful to hear, "Hola" and "Gracias" every time they come to our table?

I know that I LOVE hearing that oh-so-endearing "Hola, Senorita" every time I answer the phone.

The King rocks.  

(Kinglish translation:  El King rocks.)

You Just Never Know

We spent the holiday with The King's family.  

JJ was in attendance.

About halfway through the crazy pyromaniacal fireworks, JJ ran over to me and said, "Aunt B?  Could I wear your flip flops for a while?  Mine are all sweaty."