tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-102320042024-03-06T21:37:51.675-11:00My Fair LadyI will follow close behind.Jenny Built-househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143168472032075581noreply@blogger.comBlogger166125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10232004.post-15813953402786922492008-11-19T09:53:00.001-11:002008-11-19T09:55:13.956-11:00ShiZaam!Click <a href="http://jenny.bjornbulthuis.com/">here</a> to enter my FAHB-U-LOUS new website. I've complained about Blogger and Pyzam for long enough that Bjørn sat down and figured out a new design for me. He didn't hand-code it this time (though he does plenty of that), but he definitely pimped it out, so it said Jenny ALL over it, complete with a Colophon, blog and wishlist. The many advantages of marrying a computer nerd. <br /><br />It is a new address, so if any of you are cool enough to RSS feed all your blogs, you will have to re-subscribe to it by clicking on the Feed link. Enjoy.Jenny Built-househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143168472032075581noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10232004.post-63121203457899999812008-09-29T04:41:00.002-11:002008-09-29T04:49:17.809-11:00Lost in the communication world.It was bad enough that I was in between cell phones for almost 2 weeks, but this weekend, all of a sudden my new AT&T phone, which I have had for less than a week, stopped working. Everytime I try to make a call, it says "service unavailable" and apparently nobody has been able to call me. <br /><br />What a pain in the butt. I'm "troubleshooting" with the AT&T guy right now. Apparently, all it took was turning the phone off and on again. Of course I DID try that this weekend, and it didn't work! Oh well, at least it is working again.Jenny Built-househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143168472032075581noreply@blogger.com11tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10232004.post-56565795280447856882008-09-21T08:48:00.003-11:002008-09-21T09:00:43.512-11:00Nuetro viajePhotos from our trip are up. Here's a couple to wet the appetite. Click on 'em to head to the whole she-bang on flickr.<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fairlady/2875832963/" title="loving the van trips by The Enforcer, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3124/2875832963_c8d2d226bd.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="loving the van trips" /></a><br />One of the funniest moments, was definitely seeing Bjørn as a clown for kids skits :)<br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fairlady/2875834841/" title="The clowns by The Enforcer, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3004/2875834841_ae41a76a10.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="The clowns" /></a><br /><br />Oh and here's the quick slideshow we made for the Mexico presentation at the Vancouver church. <br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CnBzxKidrmg&hl=en&fs=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CnBzxKidrmg&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br /><br />QUICK HIGHLIGHTS - there is just too much amazing experiences God took us all through, but I will give a brief list -<br />*One of our youth finally opened up about his life, after 6 years of being a part of our group, and at the end of the week, Bjørn had the honor of leading him to Christ. <br />*One of our youth was allowed to leave Rehab early to come on the trip, and she actually had a good time!<br />*1 HUGE rededicated life from a girl that has been a part of the youth group for 9 years.<br />*LOTS of questions and curiosity about God from our non-Christian youth<br />*crying and intercessory prayer led by youth every other night<br /><br />Carla's (our leader) prayer for the trip this whole summer was that the big moments would happen back in Vancouver, and not all in Mexico...and it is amazing to see how God is making that happen already.Jenny Built-househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143168472032075581noreply@blogger.com10tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10232004.post-38204536617133261352008-09-05T07:28:00.002-11:002008-09-05T07:31:31.811-11:00Chaos.I guess I didn't fully consider how starting a new job and moving to a new house would be a lot to handle at one time. But these are some of the funny combinations it has brought about: <div><br /></div><div>1.<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"> Not cooking</span>: because I don't have energy (due to job) nor a proper kitchen (due to moving)</div><div>2. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">My whole life revolves around packing, organizing, moving and unpacking</span> (due to moving a new house, and due to setting up a new classroom)</div><div>3. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Looking professional on the job:</span> due to not having a working shower when first moving into our place, I take a backpack and shower supplies to my aunts and uncles' every morning to shower. I can't find my clothes, because I still haven't unpacked my closet. Once, I do find my clothes, I take a "laboring" outfit and a "professional" outfit to work everyday. The "labor" outfit is for moving and organizing the classroom, and the "professional" outfit is for meetings and home visits in the afternoons. </div><div><br /></div><div>Luckily I have had some life-saving people in my life the last couple of weeks: </div><div>1. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Bjørn:</span> moved everything the first week and would work until 11pm every night, when my mind would stop functioning at 9pm.</div><div>2. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Peter & Esther:</span> My in-laws came up 2 weekends in a row to clean up our new place, clean up our old place, and move furniture in both houses, and make repairs around our new place.</div><div>3. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">John:</span> My uncle oversaw and worked hard to install a working shower in our "new" house. As well, as helping move furniture and make repairs with Peter all around the house. </div><div>4. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;">Mike & Marty:</span> also did a deep clean of our new place, after their son, Mikal moved out to go to TWU.</div><div><br /></div><div>Thank you to all of the Eides and Bulthuis'! I don't usually do props on my blog, but let's be honest: you guys deserved it this time. </div><div><br /></div>Jenny Built-househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143168472032075581noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10232004.post-59677546520643597782008-09-05T07:08:00.005-11:002008-09-05T07:28:20.775-11:00We're back.<div>And You guys thought we were moving out for good! Bjørn and I are HAPPILY living again at 936 Van Dyk Rd. (a.k.a. Bjørn's grandparent's very stylish 70's home)! This was our welcoming poster the first time we moved in. I guess we were old news this time, as we didn't get anything!<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBAEdweY6x8986Q7T81NGwZe_1Dx_Wy7i-xUaaQHY6KsJVp1D-E_m9YycUi29GyQzX8tpJvdTFOlsib7J15otDiI_p7ljUgrppOEjXynhNXMlQH1N_rAalqrCu50G5rTV30TSC/s1600-h/IMG_2681.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgBAEdweY6x8986Q7T81NGwZe_1Dx_Wy7i-xUaaQHY6KsJVp1D-E_m9YycUi29GyQzX8tpJvdTFOlsib7J15otDiI_p7ljUgrppOEjXynhNXMlQH1N_rAalqrCu50G5rTV30TSC/s400/IMG_2681.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242605137647169442" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>Jenny Built-househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143168472032075581noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10232004.post-37618619114502901322008-08-26T09:50:00.004-11:002008-08-26T09:57:37.702-11:00Where you been?answer: working my new job. <div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">What's that?</span></div><div>answer: early childhood specialist, a.k.a. preschool teacher at Nooksack Elementary (neighbor to Sumas). </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">What do you do?</span> Team teach a group of head start (government funded group) in the mornings with a head start teacher, and teach my own group of 10 preschoolers in the afternoons. </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Are you overwhelmed?</span> Well, I'm going on my first home visit to go over 13, yes that's right, 13 forms with parents of one my preschoolers. I just learned about the forms yesterday, so it's a little fast. </div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">Are you excited?</span> Very. Not only is the job better pay, it is full time, full benefits including retirement, and I get to work with some preschoolers in Spanish (something I have been super interested in since last spring). </div><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFMOAzf5TqbLnolbU3anaPaqZJ6eIp6lbDktxOWr0vsRgpsplT_ZYDQ_7Zt8PPYcvuHZf1MyvJO8gwHFg5oDv9vQrywV_eRIT_qUeR41Gb0Ve4ZXGAMN7kJo_JMKUbZ-XZklmR/s1600-h/nooksack_elementary.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhFMOAzf5TqbLnolbU3anaPaqZJ6eIp6lbDktxOWr0vsRgpsplT_ZYDQ_7Zt8PPYcvuHZf1MyvJO8gwHFg5oDv9vQrywV_eRIT_qUeR41Gb0Ve4ZXGAMN7kJo_JMKUbZ-XZklmR/s400/nooksack_elementary.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238933182320070786" /></a><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;">How was your guys trip to Mexico?</span> Incredible. It will require several of its own posts. </div></div>Jenny Built-househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143168472032075581noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10232004.post-66665830374614516762008-08-10T11:46:00.005-11:002008-08-10T12:00:26.233-11:00We outta here!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZVTedRaHGdskCLJLfcphfFWqmSzI5eVmbIzo0pKT8fIxkoijMrS_C-0RkL5DkzTwpj2eov9os6N_NGVFA8KDGkrUG2lr3ke6saRtWNO-mU-4ANpoyEGn7TwIw4H1EB6gvI8y4/s1600-h/Mexico+team+099.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZVTedRaHGdskCLJLfcphfFWqmSzI5eVmbIzo0pKT8fIxkoijMrS_C-0RkL5DkzTwpj2eov9os6N_NGVFA8KDGkrUG2lr3ke6saRtWNO-mU-4ANpoyEGn7TwIw4H1EB6gvI8y4/s400/Mexico+team+099.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233027359295639698" /></a>Time to build us a house, e-speak-a some spanish, and learn from some Great Mexican people.<br /><div><br /></div><div>Don't expect to hear from us for a week or two. We out.</div>Jenny Built-househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143168472032075581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10232004.post-80428091073236532062008-08-07T09:04:00.003-11:002008-08-07T16:07:16.480-11:00Sunday afternoon is the beginning of "Mexico Missions Trip 2008." <div><br /></div><div>We are having the whole team over for dinner and then departing for Seattle. Sunday evening, the whole team is staying at Bjørn's parents' church in Port Orchard. Fly out Sunday morning. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW9c_5bJt6h4bNrZqYA12_zLovOW2xStKd1vEyUODFPSQQMGepYmzsXZ74x4RW8xt_39U1illQrMEyTdL9m44F1FJaQ57WWmdRpjO4AF34TBn6yfRhclMl379f29VxvbbtsNbQ/s1600-h/Mexico+2006+041.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhW9c_5bJt6h4bNrZqYA12_zLovOW2xStKd1vEyUODFPSQQMGepYmzsXZ74x4RW8xt_39U1illQrMEyTdL9m44F1FJaQ57WWmdRpjO4AF34TBn6yfRhclMl379f29VxvbbtsNbQ/s400/Mexico+2006+041.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231973367605432706" /></a>Mexico 2008 from Monday to the following Tuesday evening.</div><div><br /></div><div>Wednesday morning head up to San Diego to surf, water ski, boogie board, etc. as a team fun day. Thursday morning, the team departs and Bjørn and I start our Anniversary trip. Sunday morning: fly out of San Diego to Seattle, drive home. </div><div><br /></div><div>The next week: move out of our house, maybe start a new job that Wednesday (with the school district). I do have an interview with Lynden School District tomorrow - career center counselor/secretary. Ya never know.</div>Jenny Built-househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143168472032075581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10232004.post-15727759811943350452008-08-03T14:09:00.005-11:002008-08-03T14:21:21.661-11:00Herb garden meet the world wide webWorld wide web, meet my herb garden. <div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Lots of mint, 2 chives & a little thyme</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie4XHlmH3Dkdl3LKVeluaIZeVa6SMXQ2pzER0NM3PYhoWnQy62V16G8Ri3Z_UXVOcvirzibYVUpSYJzhNGx2jtfsGn37E8nZ3EwX-dFuQ3yXUv-CC7C4x4TW4En-BUxtyItCKr/s1600-h/IMG_3487.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEie4XHlmH3Dkdl3LKVeluaIZeVa6SMXQ2pzER0NM3PYhoWnQy62V16G8Ri3Z_UXVOcvirzibYVUpSYJzhNGx2jtfsGn37E8nZ3EwX-dFuQ3yXUv-CC7C4x4TW4En-BUxtyItCKr/s400/IMG_3487.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230464082445707634" /></a><br /><div><div style="text-align: center;">my blooming tomato bushes and 3 different types of Oregano</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPCIKY-JrciMhNLwF9h-_kCoa7KO8VyUjOsFs0BUTSL1AbG8925Bt7SDEq52ck0Z3YggvcWPe8WcO0Zp6mWeZ29E_WaDCvX3zgD1FTk-Kz4MJUx5FE2iHogNhcin-T4RhrqARM/s1600-h/IMG_3486.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPCIKY-JrciMhNLwF9h-_kCoa7KO8VyUjOsFs0BUTSL1AbG8925Bt7SDEq52ck0Z3YggvcWPe8WcO0Zp6mWeZ29E_WaDCvX3zgD1FTk-Kz4MJUx5FE2iHogNhcin-T4RhrqARM/s400/IMG_3486.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230464479485514818" /></a> It's taken almost 5 weeks for my garden to take off, but now not only do I have all these lovely herbs pictured above, I have lemon basil, regular basil, Rosemary, and a little cilantro. </div><div><br /></div><div> As many of you know, Bjørn and I are moving out at the end of August and back to the Eide Compound (where 2 of Bjørn's aunts and uncles already live), into Bjørn's grandparents' old house- still in Lynden. Thus, it makes me sad that we are leaving our healthy herb garden soon. Maybe I could transplant 1 or 2? Or at least pick a lot the day before we move out. At least now, I know I can garden a little! I was definitely doubting myself for about a month there.</div>Jenny Built-househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143168472032075581noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10232004.post-18120544053852198702008-08-02T11:26:00.002-11:002008-08-02T12:05:41.138-11:00We know how to celebrateFor our one year anniversary, Bijørno and I went out to dinner and dessert at Arms Reach Bistro in Deep Cove, BC, where Bjørn had proposed to me me 1 1/2 years ago. It was much more fun to be there in good weather (compared to January) and healthy (compared to having mono). <div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Arms Reach Bistro - Anniversary</div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fairlady/2726599294/" title="after dessert by The Enforcer, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3001/2726599294_02bbc7426d.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="after dessert" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Arms Reach Bistro - Proposal Night</div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbqFLqG4DGJZR-l0_gHcyEhls2kQidADmBDnMOI2XvGqWlcGzzzoq_sOfyw2J6jWUugIVTGvXMI29_ISUQgJ3bnU7ZPUYMvCsbqlW6q4KWBcmz0_QkKcRUvdIBVJYJ5k7vcw8c/s1600-h/Graduation+party+005.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbqFLqG4DGJZR-l0_gHcyEhls2kQidADmBDnMOI2XvGqWlcGzzzoq_sOfyw2J6jWUugIVTGvXMI29_ISUQgJ3bnU7ZPUYMvCsbqlW6q4KWBcmz0_QkKcRUvdIBVJYJ5k7vcw8c/s400/Graduation+party+005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230060194272717442" /></a><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">On the Dock.</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fairlady/2726600584/" title="The dock with a view by The Enforcer, on Flickr"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "></span></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fairlady/2726600584/" title="The dock with a view by The Enforcer, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3139/2726600584_1c45ab7016.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="The dock with a view" /></a><br /></div>Jenny Built-househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143168472032075581noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10232004.post-68008250632454935042008-07-31T08:18:00.002-11:002008-07-31T08:20:33.236-11:00Am I the only One?That can't fill out the "word verification" correctly the first time, when trying to leave a message on some one's blog? Everytime, I psyche myself up to do it, and blip, try again. Maybe I'm dyslexic? Or just dumb. Jenny Built-househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143168472032075581noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10232004.post-61986867082184504802008-07-25T06:21:00.002-11:002008-07-25T06:25:06.924-11:00And this is how we celebrated our hike...<div style="text-align: center;">lunch<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fairlady/2699825660/" title="lunchtime by The Enforcer, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3093/2699825660_5da170f032.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="lunchtime" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fairlady/2699825660/" title="lunchtime by The Enforcer, on Flickr"><br /></a></div><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fairlady/2699825660/" title="lunchtime by The Enforcer, on Flickr"></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">and a nap.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fairlady/2699825056/" title="this is what happens after pizza & a hike by The Enforcer, on Flickr"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); "></span></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fairlady/2699825056/" title="this is what happens after pizza & a hike by The Enforcer, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3189/2699825056_06a4e82c59.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="this is what happens after pizza & a hike" /></a><br /></div>Jenny Built-househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143168472032075581noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10232004.post-88970000458151730162008-07-25T06:09:00.003-11:002008-07-25T06:33:53.869-11:00So we took a hike...<div style="text-align: center;">After sleeping under the stars (at the Eide compound), last Friday night, Bjørn and I left at 7:00am Saturday morning to go for a hike near Mt. Baker. The drive was beautiful.<br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fairlady/2699014409/" title="7:00am Saturday by The Enforcer, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3054/2699014409_c7c12594c2.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="7:00am Saturday" /></a><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fairlady/2699014409/" title="7:00am Saturday by The Enforcer, on Flickr"></a><br /><br />We hiked up Goat Mountain trail. Bjørn purposefully neglected to tell me that the map at the Ranger's office indicated our hike was one line straight up the mountain. 2.5 miles all switchbacks in the woods 1.25 miles in an upper meadow, and one 360 degree phenomenal viewpoint.</div><div style="text-align: center;"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fairlady/2699828554/" title="el primo view by The Enforcer, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2041/2699828554_ec9d063592.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="el primo view" /></a><br /><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fairlady/2699011639/" title="right side by The Enforcer, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3295/2699011639_f2fba853d9.jpg" width="500" height="310" alt="right side" /></a></div>Jenny Built-househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143168472032075581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10232004.post-85625556032435608632008-07-23T12:54:00.002-11:002008-07-23T12:56:29.335-11:00En preparacionIn prep for our missions trip to Mexico (and more because I want to), I am meeting with a Spanish tutor to brush up on my espanol. 2 hrs/week. I am very excited. I start this week. <div><br /></div><div>No puedo esperar!</div>Jenny Built-househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143168472032075581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10232004.post-72406472764670396992008-07-17T19:27:00.003-11:002008-07-17T19:45:17.934-11:00The NobodiesI ran across this poem from a classmate from twu, and it really caught me. It is his translation of a well-known Uruguayan journalist, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eduardo_Galeano">Eduardo Galeano</a>. Galeano describes himself as "A writer obsessed with remembering, with remembering the past of America above all and above all that of Latin America, intimate land condemned to amnesia." This piece he laments the place of the Indigenous people of Latin America in the eyes of fellow citizens.<br /><br />It is more powerful in Spanish, so if you know any, I recommend reading it in its original context. But here is my attempt.<br /><br />The Nobodies<br /><br />"The fleas dream of buying themselves a dog and the nobodies dream of leaving poverty<br />That one magic day suddenly good luck will rain, pouring rain of good luck<br />But good luck doesn’t rain: yesterday, today, tomorrow or ever<br />A sprinkling of good luck doesn’t fall for the nobodies that call for it<br />Even if they wake up on the right foot<br />Or if they change their broom at the beginning of the year<br /><br />The nobodies: the sons of nobody, the owners of nothing.<br />The nobodies: the no ones, the lowest of lows, dying in life, the doomed, doom forever.<br />The Ones that are not, even If they are.<br />The ones that don’t talk a language but a dialect.<br />The ones that don’t have a religion but superstitions. <br />The ones that don’t have a culture but folklore. <br />The ones that are not human beings but human resources.<br />The ones that don’t have a face but a number.<br />The ones that don’t appear in world history but in the police blotter of local papers.<br />The nobodies, the ones that, are even cheaper than the bullet that kills them"<br /><br />Eduardo Galeano<br /><br />Original en Castellano.<br /><br />LOS NADIE<br /><br />"Sueñan las pulgas con comprarse un perro y sueñan los nadies con salir<br />de pobres,<br />que algún mágico día llueva de pronto la buena suerte, que llueva a<br />cántaros la buena suerte;<br />pero la buena suerte no llueve ayer, ni hoy, ni mañana, ni nunca.<br />Ni en lloviznita cae del cielo la buena suerte, por mucho que los<br />nadie la llamen,<br />aunque les pique la mano izquierda, o se levanten con el pie<br />derecho,<br />o empiecen el año cambiando de escoba.<br />Los nadie: los hijos de nadie, los dueños de nada.<br />Los nadie: los ningunos, los ninguneados, corriendo la liebre,<br />muriendo la vida, jodidos, rejodidos.<br />Que no son, aunque sean.<br />Que no hablan idiomas, sino dialectos.<br />Que no profesan religiones, sino supersticiones.<br />Que no hacen arte, sino artesanía.<br />Que no practican cultura, sino folklore.<br />Que no son seres humanos, sino recursos humanos.<br /><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);">I have seen this attitude present in Latin American countries towards the Indigenous people of the countries, and it is definitely present in North Americans' response to hearing daily international news of major catastrophes.<br /><br />But I have to wonder if the last stanza ("The Ones that..."), isn't North Americans' attitude toward Native (American) people? I have to wonder if despite my 5+ years spent with Native people, if this isn't my own attitude many times?</span>Jenny Built-househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143168472032075581noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10232004.post-63434927477701747422008-07-16T10:29:00.003-11:002008-07-16T10:50:59.333-11:00Alaska Wedding ~ Day 2Steph picked me up in the morning, and Amy and I spent the day running errands for her (and getting sidetracked at the Alaskan Brewing Co. headquarters). Last minute we helped the florist put together some floral arrangements.<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); "><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3010/2673737336_0132b27c5d.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></span><br /></div> <span class="flickr-caption"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fairlady/2673737336/">sidetracked</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/fairlady/">The Enforcer</a>.</span></div> <p class="flickr-yourcomment"><br />I hung out at Rehearsal, and took pictures<a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fairlady/2673741044/" title="practicing by The Enforcer, on Flickr"></a></p><p class="flickr-yourcomment" style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fairlady/2673741044/" title="practicing by The Enforcer, on Flickr"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3121/2673741044_fcd27780a0.jpg" width="500" height="375" alt="practicing" /></a> </p><p class="flickr-yourcomment" style="text-align: center;">and then we headed to the yacht club for rehearsal dinner. That was a blast - phenomenal view in 3 directions, good food, good drink, and good times. Amy and I whipped up a last minute a round of "Who will..." game for Ross and Steph, which I learned at my own <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fairlady/1434139612/in/set-72157602135181282/">rehearsal dinner</a>.</p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj_GxaMiE9RGz0M1h1-MgYd7WWHDfRGeHvSwQIyveVc8TwYMnI7AoSGVzU6cCOFhZJy12SzLXxESABG159lubZTizUsz-zJ2WwTW6d9UOv_8OWSJ9Ytrb2cwx2z61pKWqTr9yw/s1600-h/27.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj_GxaMiE9RGz0M1h1-MgYd7WWHDfRGeHvSwQIyveVc8TwYMnI7AoSGVzU6cCOFhZJy12SzLXxESABG159lubZTizUsz-zJ2WwTW6d9UOv_8OWSJ9Ytrb2cwx2z61pKWqTr9yw/s400/27.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223728794359395730" /></a>Jenny Built-househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143168472032075581noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10232004.post-30920881469988702122008-07-15T19:08:00.003-11:002008-07-16T10:51:35.004-11:00Alaska Wedding ~ Day 1Bjørn and I spent the morning and early afternoon, "sight-seeing" Juneau. The weather was cloudy. cold and a little rainy. We checked out the tram (that Aaron got us free passes for through his work).<style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(85, 26, 139); "><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3101/2673701912_28e42a432d.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></span><br /></div> <span class="flickr-caption"><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/fairlady/2673701912/">the tram....</a>, originally uploaded by <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/fairlady/">The Enforcer</a>.<br /></div></span></div><p class="flickr-yourcomment">Then we parted ways to attend the Bachelor and Bachelorette parties.</p><p class="flickr-yourcomment"> </p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijaj3VJmAa5A3XZUD8uZh-rUyIf3WfpYz1E0bdbBeom2BMQt5lHkxP-pjhXQL8BUUnZLJY8dAzb-pL_AMDmW53FfLXcHvjMvL0eyNKs0yNgT292Fgvy9_HLz2Zc_QQJFIH07tr/s1600-h/IMG_3368.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijaj3VJmAa5A3XZUD8uZh-rUyIf3WfpYz1E0bdbBeom2BMQt5lHkxP-pjhXQL8BUUnZLJY8dAzb-pL_AMDmW53FfLXcHvjMvL0eyNKs0yNgT292Fgvy9_HLz2Zc_QQJFIH07tr/s400/IMG_3368.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223490379984788274" /></a>Jenny Built-househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143168472032075581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10232004.post-84584968048566901872008-07-14T19:33:00.003-11:002008-07-14T19:38:03.711-11:00A quick glimpseBjørn and I got back around 1 am last night from AK, to both have work in the morning. (I started teaching ESL summer school today - 3 hrs/day, with 7 kids in my class - talk about perfect!)<div> </div><div>I've been editing/photoshoping all my pix, but here's a quick shot from Steph's Bachelorette party. We took a limo to the glacier (which happens to be only 5 min. from the town). </div><div> </div><div> </div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWVy64X74TpTfInBwaSc559TqwaAcfkUD1PR8PCSAqr1Ac94xfHaW49UDe4JqLx-LuBZ7Zdeh6ElLR3Gxqb9ztRg4xXIYV8gohhvPj8PvMks_z19QPztfz1QuxG-fPSVvyamd2/s1600-h/IMG_3367.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWVy64X74TpTfInBwaSc559TqwaAcfkUD1PR8PCSAqr1Ac94xfHaW49UDe4JqLx-LuBZ7Zdeh6ElLR3Gxqb9ztRg4xXIYV8gohhvPj8PvMks_z19QPztfz1QuxG-fPSVvyamd2/s400/IMG_3367.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223125909381193554" /></a>We were all dressed in old prom dresses (Steph's happened to be from the mid-80s). More to come tomorrow. Jenny Built-househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143168472032075581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10232004.post-24040673217436668852008-07-08T19:32:00.003-11:002008-07-08T19:50:51.046-11:00North to Alaska...North the Rush is on. I don't know if any of you who had parents that made you listen to classic, yet terrible music....but my dad always made us listen to Johnny Horton. So when I thought of our trip to Alaska, my childhood came rushing back: <br /><object width="425" height="344"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JSt0NEESrUA&hl=en&fs=1"><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JSt0NEESrUA&hl=en&fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><div>Bjørn and I head North tomorrow evening for Ross & Steph's wedding (2 of my close friends from TWU). This is a shot of Steph and I at Stanley Park Christmastime - as you may note, Ross is intruding the picture. He's been doing that for awhile, and now I'm glad, they're finally tying the knot! They started dating only a few months after Bjørn and I. </div><div> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/42/76007867_a1809dcb4f_b.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px;" src="http://farm1.static.flickr.com/42/76007867_a1809dcb4f_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" /></a></div><div>This is my first time to "The Last Frontier" (as their license plate states) so I'm EXTREMELY excited to be airborne again. This summer sure ain't slowin down for us. </div><div></div>Jenny Built-househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143168472032075581noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10232004.post-86940359576018124792008-07-04T03:57:00.003-11:002008-07-04T04:26:01.921-11:00Starting it out with style.Bjørn, the poor dear, has to go to work today, IN CANADA! So in order to get him ready for the 4th of July out of country, we played <a href="http://www.dws.org/sousa/articles/works.htm">Sousa marches</a> - and boy did he march! woulda made his grandma proud! And of course, our favorite was <a href="http://www.dws.org/sousa/mp2/starstrp.mp2">Stars and Stripes Forever</a> - a true classic. We then got him dressed up in American colors, and now, I think he is ready to show them Canadians, what true American pride is! <div> </div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZKXyvbmEct0e62eB3MPtZU-XJcf_7DEhXndx1wEWBTRYH3U8U1lIm85PKQB6vm2m6K3T-zI9z7g5Zf5yBilp9dmHeUSbVGMGbu0m9iP9ZtQASVYD-2e7s0OLXOtxXu14AHlBA/s1600-h/401181706_efcabe3254_b.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhZKXyvbmEct0e62eB3MPtZU-XJcf_7DEhXndx1wEWBTRYH3U8U1lIm85PKQB6vm2m6K3T-zI9z7g5Zf5yBilp9dmHeUSbVGMGbu0m9iP9ZtQASVYD-2e7s0OLXOtxXu14AHlBA/s400/401181706_efcabe3254_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219180033209128066" /></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;">*Note: Bjørn did just get a 2 year extension on his work visa - so he can work in Canada for awhile more if he wants. Yay, for not having to find a different job!</span></div>Jenny Built-househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143168472032075581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10232004.post-71380519914323384092008-06-30T09:37:00.002-11:002008-06-30T10:15:44.268-11:00I'm BACK!<div style="text-align: center;">Georgia Trip 2008 pictures are up. Highlights included:<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: left;">Wednesday: swimming at a lake,<br /></div><style type="text/css">.flickr-photo { border: solid 2px #000000; }.flickr-yourcomment { }.flickr-frame { text-align: left; padding: 3px; }.flickr-caption { font-size: 0.8em; margin-top: 0px; }</style><div class="flickr-frame"> <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/77828511@N00/2621903589/" title="photo sharing"><img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3074/2621903589_722211d1a9.jpg" class="flickr-photo" alt="" /></a></div><div class="flickr-frame">buying boiled peanuts from <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/77828511@N00/2621938097/">Fred's</a> (disgusting!), checking out Helen (alpine village 10 min. from Jill's house), going to <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/77828511@N00/2622765892/in/photostream/">Rib Country </a>(where Jillio works) for blackberry cobbler, buying watermelon and Georgia Peaches from a <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/77828511@N00/2622804246/">fruit stand</a>, swimming <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/77828511@N00/2622052157/">AGAIN at the lake</a>, reading by her pond, drinks in Helen</div><p class="flickr-yourcomment"><br />Thursday: <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/77828511@N00/2622067287/">roadtrip GA 2008</a> to Madison County to check out Antebellim houses</p><p class="flickr-yourcomment"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPlTotODh74iaBXxAXaFBypw7U6KTMPixLRlLwNrnOLDaLkRTWZqF3A2EPOIxNeMAwxVs0VwEu_KMPaqAwLtMYBH1gsuLLPYZcDyifMAWizWwpT4CF8Isa52gQ5FaodHISLpFn/s1600-h/2622173775_bc3c0b10a9_b.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjPlTotODh74iaBXxAXaFBypw7U6KTMPixLRlLwNrnOLDaLkRTWZqF3A2EPOIxNeMAwxVs0VwEu_KMPaqAwLtMYBH1gsuLLPYZcDyifMAWizWwpT4CF8Isa52gQ5FaodHISLpFn/s400/2622173775_bc3c0b10a9_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217780015013965954" /></a> (ya know, the ol southern plantation ones that have been around since slavery), biscuits gravy and ham dinner, watchin fire flies at the local Chuggin Hole</p><p class="flickr-yourcomment"><br />Friday: checking out a friend's garage sale (Southern folk love their flea markets and garage sales), swimming at a private pool with Jill's roommate, shopping at the outlets (LOVE a good deal), eating a catfish at a Southern Buffet</p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguJbY0pu_B-cFoPTPk7XuCM0_Bq7RyHWlzyvOS7uTBbtSZWOX6FBr7nUXvJjIj0Xxpzmtth6tjIDzd8GfUQrBK-J8sqmDZu1NIf3sAEE7Vihkpkv-QVXWwXOnQFzrlQRlOnLAJ/s1600-h/2622429937_759baa11b2_b.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEguJbY0pu_B-cFoPTPk7XuCM0_Bq7RyHWlzyvOS7uTBbtSZWOX6FBr7nUXvJjIj0Xxpzmtth6tjIDzd8GfUQrBK-J8sqmDZu1NIf3sAEE7Vihkpkv-QVXWwXOnQFzrlQRlOnLAJ/s400/2622429937_759baa11b2_b.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217781884672177682" /></a><p class="flickr-yourcomment"> </p><p class="flickr-yourcomment"> tried moonshine, and watching a <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/77828511@N00/2623291178/">fireworks show</a>.<br /><br />Saturday: intertubing down the <a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=smgVLKoA1sE">Chatahoochee River</a>, swimming at the <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/77828511@N00/2623315406/">local country club</a> where Jill's boyfriend is gonna work, dinner and margaritas at the Mexican restaurant, fireworks at the drag strip, first time trying Southern Comfort (TOO sweet). Leaving at 3:00am for the ATL to fly home.</p>Jenny Built-househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143168472032075581noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10232004.post-91005520255984961512008-06-19T19:21:00.002-11:002008-06-19T19:26:07.279-11:00Southern comfort<div style="text-align: center;">Hot dawg, I'm going to Georgia! <br /></div><div> </div><div>Leaving next Tuesday morning and staying til Sunday. CRAZY. Bring on the flies, the critters, back country folk, and the heat....oh the heat. I will sweat for 5 days straight. And i will love every second of it.</div><div> </div><div> </div><div style="text-align: center;">Cuz I'm going to see this little lady.<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqTjpX4M-C8XOtDmR30_16COK-rmjb6uQB2BfhmqPoCCnn2bU5ynn67yTi7uHQ9HJ96subMXmPh7j__-uVesVMku69CB0FZy7bfwsP24DuXD3pb05Au9xCqtSgKlIqTsc9guW0/s1600-h/IMG_2883.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqTjpX4M-C8XOtDmR30_16COK-rmjb6uQB2BfhmqPoCCnn2bU5ynn67yTi7uHQ9HJ96subMXmPh7j__-uVesVMku69CB0FZy7bfwsP24DuXD3pb05Au9xCqtSgKlIqTsc9guW0/s400/IMG_2883.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213845912170695362" /></a>Jenny Built-househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143168472032075581noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10232004.post-42896391123006893402008-06-19T07:09:00.002-11:002008-06-19T07:22:52.200-11:00Working at home.Since I get a bit of brake from work, I have decided it's time for some cleaning out of the house. Hence, I have been going through all of my clothes and taking whatever I don't wear anymore to Foxxy Brown's, a "trendy women's consignment store", that just opened in Lynden. Maybe I can make a little cash money on my old stuff!<div><br /></div><div>My next project is to clean up my desk, which means I am going to have to do a lot of organizing. (I haven't exactly been able to use my desk for about 2 1/2 months, due to all of the stuff piled up on it - oops!) </div><div><br /></div><div>and then it's onto the deep clean and selling of the intrepid!</div>Jenny Built-househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143168472032075581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10232004.post-32784549068540775672008-06-17T05:13:00.002-11:002008-06-17T05:16:51.972-11:00Pulling it togetherI have a job interview this morning. But I was in Vancouver from 10am-10pm yesterday for a baby shower, day care, and bible study, and thus came home at 11pm with a cold. I've gotta pull myself together for the interview - time to increase the meds. <div><br /></div><div>I have a feeling afterwards, I will spend the rest of the day sleeping. </div>Jenny Built-househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143168472032075581noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10232004.post-20333801681394383172008-06-14T10:07:00.003-11:002008-06-14T10:11:13.680-11:00A perk with the school districtI wasn't aware that I was put on a 10-month payment plan, like all teachers are. So I was quite happy to find out that my paychecks will keep coming through the beginning of September, and that my benefits last as long as well. <div><br /></div><div>Thus, I have already been to the dentist and am getting my wisdom teeth pulled this summer. And I already got a new pair of glasses. Talk about good healthcare plans! </div><div><br /></div><div>Bjørn can you think of any reason you need to go to the doctor? It's on me this time ;)</div>Jenny Built-househttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10143168472032075581noreply@blogger.com0