You know you're in Cochabamba when.....
A motorcycle is considered a family vehicle :)
(courtesy of Gary Bull)
"Whatever I have, wherever I am, I can make it through anything in the One who makes me who I am." Philippians 4:13, The Message. We are the Bull Family and whether in living, working, evangelizing, or raising our family... we are trusting, believing and claiming the promise that we can do ALL things through CHRIST who strengthens us and makes us who we are!
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Monday, August 14, 2006
Double the pleasure... Double the fun
So two new funny stories from the Bull bunch. Being from the state of Arkansas brings a whole new set of fun facts, & jokes. One being that all little boys, okay men too, have mullets (hope I spelled that right). You know the almost ponytail in the back... a little scary to invision I admit, but needed to tell the story. So Nathan is folically challenged so far (of which he comes by naturally :) but not in one part of his head.... the back. So recently Gary & I had been noticing that the longer the hair got... the more it truly resembled Nathan's Arkansas roots of a mullet. So his daddy decided one night before bathtime that we would take care of the problem & with one fell swoop of the scissors, took care of that :) So picture this... I'm sitting in front of Nathan to distract him while his daddy sits behind him with the scissors, so I have yet to see my husband's handy work... & I say to him... how does it look? He says "okay" I ask "is it even?" & he says to me, in a serious voice and honestly "you wanted it even?" okay so after my heart started beating again, I laughed like I haven't laughed in a long time. I said to Gary "no I thought a Charlie Brown yellow t-shirt zig-zag might be a nice look for Nathan" in between laughs. So in conclusion, the hair turned out fine, it is a little uneven, but we can thank the Wallace - kind of curl - for that. And we will be attending a barbershop from here on out :)
Second story, last week I went to an ENT here. I've been having some trouble with a mass growing in my nose (probably too much information :), & was getting a little concerned. So she suggests that we do a biopsy and an x-ray (to make sure the gringo has a brain right? :) So today Gary & I trek across town to a hospital where Dra. Choque works for the biopsy. We get there and wait because you wait for doctors no matter the country or culture, I promise that, & then she calls me in. So I sit down in this crazy chair & then 4 med students circle around me. Now I'm not claustrophobic, but really, this lady's going to cut something out of my nose, do you all really have to stand here & watch :) Then she hands some gauze to one of the students to catch the blood that will run from my nose (mind you there are four right? Two male & two female. Now one male looked very gentle/sensitive, would've been okay with him holding the gauze, the two females looked very capable, but no... she hands the gauze to a male who looks like he should be an offensive lineman for the Cowboys, not exactly surgeon hands if you know what i mean) Then she proceeds to tell me to lean my head back (which will be the first of about 50 million times that she will say this to me in 10 minutes) & as blood is running the three capable students are yelling at the linebacker to use the gauze in his hand :) oh, you should have seen my face. but it gets better.... after she gets the samples that she needs she packed what seemed like half a Northeast Arkansas field of cotton up my nose, with drops and proceeds to tell me that I can't take it out for 3 days. 3 DAYS???? and then takes cotton gauze, and tapes it to the outside of my nose. So wouldn't you like to see pictures of this. Gary keeps telling everyone that I gave him lip just one too many times :) And you can imagine the challenge in trying to keep an 11 month old (who is in the picking stage) from touching... okay ripping the tape from my face. So... we shall see how the next few days go. They can't be any crazier than today... let's hope :) Just thought I'd share a few funny stories from the life of a Bolivian mommy :) Hope you got the laugh that we did!!
Second story, last week I went to an ENT here. I've been having some trouble with a mass growing in my nose (probably too much information :), & was getting a little concerned. So she suggests that we do a biopsy and an x-ray (to make sure the gringo has a brain right? :) So today Gary & I trek across town to a hospital where Dra. Choque works for the biopsy. We get there and wait because you wait for doctors no matter the country or culture, I promise that, & then she calls me in. So I sit down in this crazy chair & then 4 med students circle around me. Now I'm not claustrophobic, but really, this lady's going to cut something out of my nose, do you all really have to stand here & watch :) Then she hands some gauze to one of the students to catch the blood that will run from my nose (mind you there are four right? Two male & two female. Now one male looked very gentle/sensitive, would've been okay with him holding the gauze, the two females looked very capable, but no... she hands the gauze to a male who looks like he should be an offensive lineman for the Cowboys, not exactly surgeon hands if you know what i mean) Then she proceeds to tell me to lean my head back (which will be the first of about 50 million times that she will say this to me in 10 minutes) & as blood is running the three capable students are yelling at the linebacker to use the gauze in his hand :) oh, you should have seen my face. but it gets better.... after she gets the samples that she needs she packed what seemed like half a Northeast Arkansas field of cotton up my nose, with drops and proceeds to tell me that I can't take it out for 3 days. 3 DAYS???? and then takes cotton gauze, and tapes it to the outside of my nose. So wouldn't you like to see pictures of this. Gary keeps telling everyone that I gave him lip just one too many times :) And you can imagine the challenge in trying to keep an 11 month old (who is in the picking stage) from touching... okay ripping the tape from my face. So... we shall see how the next few days go. They can't be any crazier than today... let's hope :) Just thought I'd share a few funny stories from the life of a Bolivian mommy :) Hope you got the laugh that we did!!
Wednesday, August 9, 2006
Calling all Prayer Warriors
Friends and Family... The Bulls have a prayer request for all. We have recently made the decision to start looking for a house to rent here in Cochabamba. We decided that we would love to live close to our teammates the Marcums who live about 10 to 15 minutes from the center of downtown, where we currently live. It is not that we have not been happy with our apartment thus far, just that we are ready to have a little more space, for our family and future visitors :) and are ready to live in a place without someone above us (like the crazy dog living above us now :) So we began looking and found what I think (knowing that this may not be God's perfect plan) is the perfect house for us. It will meet all our family needs, is within budget, and is just 3 blocks from the Marcum family. So long story short, we were ready to sign on the dotted line until the real estate agent checked with the owner and he told her he had decided to sell rather than rent (for reasons longer than the Blog website will allow me to post :) But he has said that in two weeks, if the house has not sold, he will be open to renting to us. So right now... my first prayer is that God will place exactly where He wants us, but as God tells us in scripture that we may ask Him for the desires of our hearts, I am praying that this house will not sell in the next two weeks :) and that the owner will be open to renting. Please pray with us that God will place exactly where He wants us in this great city. Thank you for your prayers, they are our most treasured gifts from across the miles :) God bless you all.
Friday, August 4, 2006
The world as we knew it
Well, mark it down, our little boy's mobile :) Sunday night, my son finally decided it was time to try out his legs, and hasn't stopped since. We're slowly but surely moving everything in our house higher and higher to avoid the new height at which he can reach everything!! I'm vaguely remembering a very memorable Christmas tree at the Bewley's one year :) on which there were no ornaments on the bottom three feet or so :) I'm feeling their pain now. But he really is having fun with his new found independence and we are loving watching him grow. I am working on learning how to put video feed on the blog, so hopefully in a few days we'll have some real live footage of the little man in action. Just wanted to pass along the fun news :)
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