.multicultural.experience.in.the.hospital.

If you speak Hungarian, and would like to have a good laugh, read this post by our good friend, Trudy. She and her husband are Americans, living in Hungary. Her husband, Russ was hospitalized for a few days recently, and Trudy wrote a great post on Russ's experience as a foreigner in the Hungarian medical system. We enjoyed it tremendously, and we know you will too!

.picasso.dali.klimt....here.i.come.

during the last few weeks nina has shown an increasing interest in pens and paper, so crayons were purchased, much to her delight. she was amazed when discovering her box of crayons this afternoon and immeditately went to work.

you may think this is foolish of us to publish this, but i guess parenthood makes you do all the clichés you smiled at before becoming a parent.

hard at work

anyone got an appropriate frame for this?

.changes.

so, tell us, how do you like the new template we selected?

.summer.in.pictures.

it is very cold in the mornings. well, it is october, you may say, and you are right. it is october, and october is a fall month.

anyway, i was looking at summer pictures to warm me up, and decided to share some that haven't been shared so far.





















.what.the...

Nowadays, more and more things that we use are manufactured in China. I really have nothing against that fact, or against the Chinese people as a whole. I just wish that the companies that make some of these products would hire someone who speaks proper English, in order to double-check all the things they write on these products.
Until they do, Arpi and I will continue to have a good laugh every once in a while - upon discovering the latest weird "English" word.

Here's the object of our latest cheerful moment:

What is the problem here? Take a closer look!


Although this was only a miniature box of washing powder from a toy kitchen set, the questions still remain:
  1. What on earth is senior washing powder? (Is it perhaps to be used only by the elderly?)
  2. What does forever whiteness mean? 'Cause if it means that once I have washed my clothes with this powder, they will never get soiled again, then bring it on! I want this powder in my house!
  3. The absolute favourite is do-it-yourselfery. What ?!?!?!
If you are able to decipher the meaning of any of the above expressions, please, feel free to do so.

Or, if you have any similarly weird texts from a product, we would love to have you share.

Let's all have a good laugh!

.beautiful.slovenia.

This past week-end, we were blessed to go to Celje (Slovenia) to attend the wedding of our friends, Justin and Erin. The wedding was beautiful, held in a picturesque setting on a mountaintop.

Here are some pictures to show you the reason why we are now in love with Slovenia, and wish we could spend every week-end there...

Justin and Erin

Tiny village (Svetina) hidden amidst the hills

Sunrise

Simply beautiful

.a.good.read.

I have just finished reading the book below:

It is the diary of a Bosnian Serb journalist, who had lived in Pale (15 km outside of Sarajevo) and worked at the Sarajevo television station before the war broke out. He refused to cooperate with the new Serbian authorities that took over Pale and shelled the city below them, and was marginalized and had to flee. However, he kept a diary during the first three months of the war, which was a fascinating read for me during the last few weeks.

If you are interested in the modern history of the Balkans, reading this book is a must. I highly recommend it. (It's available on amazon)

.mi.casa.es.su.casa.tambien.

if you are not a friend of the swedish furniture giant ikea, then do not read this post, since this post is nothing else but praise for their korall anemon tent we recently got for nina. she loves it! it is her own little house inside the big house!

she has a few furry stuffed squatters, but hey, we all have to have neighbors, right?

kicking back, literally :)

.breakfast.anyone.

mornings are by far the most favorite (should i say favoritest?) part of my day. all of us together, tranquility factor high (since nina gets up at 6am and the entire world still sleeps), java levels high, nina munching on cheerios and milk - can it get better than this?

somehow everything tastes better if you use two spoons

yumm :)

.impressions.

So many things have happened in the last few weeks. Lots of lessons, blessings, but more than anything: God's grace and beauty overflowing around us. Here are a few of my favorite moments:

School started. With the new semester at the Bible College, there are so many new students, and new faces. And yet, two of them stick out to me. Danijela, who is a Bosnian Serb, and Dunja, a Croat girl. They met here, on the first day of school. Amidst of all the 100 people on campus, again and again, I see them together. Sharing, talking, walking, sipping coffee. If you followed the news in the last 15 or so years, you know how cool this is.
There is neither Jew nor Greek, there is neither slave nor free, there is neither male nor female; for you are all one in Christ Jesus. (Galatians 3:28, The Bible)
I love how living and powerful God's word is :)

Last week-end we were blessed to go to Celje, Slovenia. We took our friend Erin there, (who has been interning here) as she is getting married to our other friend, Justin - who has been a missionary/pastor there for 10 years. Other than the sweet fellowship with them, we were so blessed to see the church there, and to see a part of what used to be our country growing up. It is, of course, so different now, and we did feel like foreigners and tourists. Which is what, in all reality, we were.
Slovenia is beautiful, and as we drove back to Hungary, we agreed that we will be back (and not just for Justin and Erin's wedding in three weeks)!

I was planning on ironing tonight. I hate ironing. Thankfully, God had a much better plan. Our good friends, Phil and Joy invited us out for a double date (double trouble, some may call it). Oh, what a sweet time it was! We drove to Székesfehérvár (try pronouncing that! - if you're not Hungarian), had dinner, and then went grocery shopping in a BIG store. (Grocery shopping can be a lot of fun when you live in Vajta, a village of 600 people and three tiny grocery stores, and a 40 minute drive from the closest bigger grocery store.) And it was fun! Great fellowship, sweet times of sharing, lots of laughter!

All I can say is: I love God, and I love His surprises! He does more than I could ever think up or plan, and in all the things He plans for me, His love is written all over. His personal touch of knowing just what it is that would encourage me that day is so unique. I always know it was Him who surprised me. Who ever said that being a Christian was boring?