Don't eat the yellow ice

It is odd enough that there is an ice machine in Peru, much less to look inside it and see yellow ice. Here's what it looked like when we were checking out at the grocery store yesterday. Having just watched ELF the other night, I am wise to the fact that you are supposed to stay away from the yellow snow and think that this should probably be extended to the ice too. For those still curious, it was lemon flavored ice cubes.

Never be surprised by what you might see here.

The sky is falling

...or maybe it's just raining hamburgers. That's what they call "Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs" in Peru: Raining Hamburgers.

Last month I helped lead some training on how our team works with volunteers from the US, or rather, how volunteers from the US work with our team. I spent 6 days in Temuco, Chile with a great bunch of missionaries whose job is to get the gospel to millions of Mapuche people. Being a small team, and getting smaller, they were looking to us to explain how church's back home are stepping in to help out.

The day before I left for the training, I took the day off with the family and we went to seeing Raining Hamburgers in 3D.

These glasses are way cooler than the ones we had growing up. Remember those paper ones that came in the cereal boxes?

Excellent Mouser looking for a Good Home

As we get ready to leave Peru for our time at the New Orleans Seminary, we have a mixed bag of emotions. Sad to leave good friends, happy to be with family again, nervous to be full time students, and concerned we are leaving something out that we have left to do!

Part of the preparation that has us concerned is what to do with Rachel, the promise kitty. Three years ago she came into our lives because of a promise we made to Patrick, well it was more like a bribe om his part, but who is splitting hairs. The fact is, he came to the mission field knowing he would have a cat when he got here, and so we do.

Rachel is in a lot of ways more like a dog. You whistle, she comes. You sit, she's in your lap. There's a knock at the door, she is there to greet.

Now, we are wondering what to do. Emails have already gone out and there's no one wanting to watch her for 8 months in Peru nor take her on permanently. We were hoping she would at least go to someone we know.

It is possible that she go to the US with us, it's just not financially feasible, costing about $400 to get her to the US and back to Peru again.

Our prayer...that a good home opens up to Rachel either for the time we are gone or a permanent home that will take her.

By the way, if you are wondering, the mouse in the picture is fake. It's the best $1.25 I have ever spent.