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everything from cell phones to pepper spray

We have cell phones. The cheapest phones I could find with Mandy. Mandy is the absolute queen of cell phones so it was pretty funny with me being the absolute moron of cell phones. I had to call her today to figure out how to turn it on.

The last few days have been busy.

Thursday - Maddie and I met Mandy at a mall that has a TCBY. TCBY was great except for the fact that Maddie started choking on a cracker and I had to do the ol' finger sweep to get it out. When we were leaving the shop Mandy said, "Maddies first time to eat at TCBY is in China." and I said, "It's also her first time to almost die in TCBY."

Friday - Maddie stayed with Hope while Phil and I taught class. Class went well except that we were late because the taxi driver took us to the wrong church. After class Phil and I took advantage of having a sitter and we wondered the streets around the church. I bought a pair of pink tennis shoes for about 3 dollars. They are so cute the style reminds me of Sketchers. I love them. We also found a great little restaurant. It was a real hole in the wall with maybe 8 small tables. The kitchen was in a tiny room that was open to the street. We thought it looked like a good place for a meal so we walked in, looked at other people's tables, saw something we liked, ordered it, and loved it!

Saturday - The 3 of us went to METRO - a German store that is set up something like a Sam's Club or Costco but everything's not in bulk. They have great stuff and good import foods. We were there in the morning and got lots of stuff - pasta, mustard, ketchup, DISHES (yes, that's right), ground beef....I can't remember everything. Phil had an AIDS course to teach at Wuhan Univ. so he left around 1:30pm and didn't get back till 9pm or so.

Dishes - a great price - 5 dollars- for a set of 20 dishes - 6 rice bowls, 6 soup spoons (the little kind you get at Chinese restuarants in the States to eat your egg drop soup), 2 sauce dishes, 2 shallow bowls, 2 small plates, a soup bowl, and a ladle. They're white with a little green fern leaf on the bottom of the dish. Very simple and very much us. I'll try to post a picture.

It's common for Maddie to want to be held while I make supper. She usually plays for awhile with her fridge magnets and then starts clinging to my legs and whining. On Saturday evening Phil was at his AIDS class and Maddie was clinging to me as I tried to cook supper. I was making sloppy joes so I gave her the top of the bell pepper that I had cut off. She loved it and was totally enthralled. After a bit she started crying like she was hurt. I looked over and she was lying face down on the floor. I had meat on my hands so I quickly washed my hands and picked her up. She was sobbing and had her eyes tightly closed. I immediately realized that she must have gotten pepper juice on her hands and wiped it in her eyes. I could tell she was in a lot of pain. We ran into the bathroom and I proceded to flush out her eyes with the shower head. We were both fully dressed - Maddie even in her shoes. You can imagine how hysterical she got. She was crying and thrashing around but I just kept a tight grip on her as we sat on the floor and I kept spraying her face until she finally opened her eyes and kept them opened. It was horrible and afterwards we were both exhausted. She recovered quickly and supper didn't burn. I never would have thought that bell pepper juice would burn. Lesson learned.

Today was good. We left our fellowship early. It's really hard to keep Madeleine happy for 2 hours in that atmosphere. She wants to crawl around but the floor's too dirty and there's no childcare for her age. For the last 2 Sundays Phil and I took turns walking around the building with her. We've decided to try having one person stay home with Maddie while the other person goes to fellowship and switching each week. That way one person can fully enjoy the service rather than neither of us really getting to enjoy any of it. We'll see if we like that.

It's late and I'm tired.

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