bleh

I know I just posted yesterday, but I'm in a foul mood and Deison isn't here so this is my only way to vent. He's at church tonight.

Maybe that's where I should be...

It's 8:30pm and I haven't eaten dinner yet [my body still can't get used to this late evening dinner] which means I'm really hungry. Which means I'm really grouchy. I'm like a child when I get hungry. Deison says he thinks its a good idea if we start bringing treats along wherever we go so he can feed them to me when I get hungry to avoid a temper tantrum.

It's probably true.

When I get into a funk like this, I start to miss things that I don't have here.

Like McDonald's. [the only Mcdonald's is in the mall, in the city across the river. boo] Oh spare me will you, I don't care that it's loaded with disgusting preservatives and other chemicals I can't pronounce. (Well actually I do..) But I just want some grease soaked, overly salty fries tucked neatly into a red cardboard box right now. Ohhhhh ohh I can almost taste them..

Or any fast food for that matter. I just realized that this city has NO fast food/drive thru restaurants. NONE! What?! How have I never come to this conclusion before... now I'm even more upset. Dairy Queen anyone?! Tim Hortons perhaps... ohh oh now I'm just getting depressed.

I'm such a downer aren't I?

Well too bad, I'm not finished yet.

Hot water out of the taps would be great.

A cockroach/mosquito/fly free home, would also be great.

Grass - you know, that green stuff that you can plant INSTEAD of pouring concrete everywhere? Like in a park? I saw grass on TV the other day and I got super excited. A YARD! I just freaked out.. concrete jungle..

I could also really go for some salsa.. come on people, how hard is it to make SALSA?! Or tortilla chips... it's like, a staple food and you cannot find it anywhere in Brazil. Or how about chocolate milk.. or good cheese.. or bagels.. or syrup.. bleeeeh. 

Alright alright, I'm getting carried away.

I am, in all honestly, extremely grateful that we have a house to live in and food in the cupboards - especially when I look around at the reality outside my front door. I am.

But sometimes.. just sometimes.. I miss the luxuries and amenities of things I am used to. 

BUT at the end of the day.. I have the most wonderfulest husband in the world, and I would never trade him for french fries OR salsa. 

..maybe syrup though... just kidding :)