Two Months and Counting.

I am seriously missing me some states right now. I miss parishes and po-boys and Tony's Chachere's and Abita Beer and mexican food and Louisiana seafood and gumbo and okra and sweet tea and my puppies and my pool and clean air and my roses and my house and my super comfy bed and driving and American cash money and my debit card and wandering around Mandeville/Baton Rouge/New Orleans/the States and people who speak English. I am OFFICIALLY homesick. Ok, so maybe mostly I miss Louisiana, but show me a Southern girl that doesn't when she's away and I'll show you a liar! That's right, I said it, a dirty liar.

Don't get me wrong, I love working and I love my job and I love the show and I love the people I work with (most of them), but good grief why does what I want to do have to be so freaking far from all the things I love? Remember when I thought Pennsylvania and DC were far from home? And Kentucky was only 12 hours' drive from home, easy peasy! Ah, the good old days.

In three days, I will mark my two month anniversary in the big China. Who'd've thought? Still not me, so let me just beat ya'll to the punch there.

Fun fact: Macau is the most polluted city in the world. Not so fun if you're living here, but definitely something to share with the kids back home. And while the weather was beautiful when we got here, it is not so much beautiful anymore. We officially hit pollution yesterday and when I woke up, I for reals thought it was raining it was so grey and gross. Yuck. And we breathe that every day. Disconcerting at best.

So I have good news and bad news and more bad news and more more bad news.

We'll start with the more bad news: we have yet to do a full run through. The more more bad news: we have an audience on Tuesday and Monday is day off. So that should be a wild ride. Everybody put on your cowboy hat and boots and grab ahold of those reins, because we're barely gonna get out of that one alive. (Should be hella fun though... I thrive on those high pressure environments.)

The just "bad" news: the yoga studio down the block from my apt closed. TYPICAL. The landlords wanted to double the rent so the owners said screw you and closed it. They still have a studio in Macau but it's really far for a 930 class when you have to take the bus and bring all your crap to shower after class and get ready for work, especially when you work in a department like mine where you never know what your schedule for tomorrow might be... So back to practicing online until the Taipa studio can find a new locale. Maybe I can take this opportunity to work on my headstand without humiliating myself in front of the rest of the class... Silver lining, people.

The good news (we'll end with the good news, of course): I found a hair product that works here! It's like 120MOP or $20 American, but it works and I finally chopped my hair enough that it looks presentable again. For a time there, it was touch and go, turns out: just too much of it. Story of my life.

I love you all and miss you more. Send me pictures via my mom! I want to make a collage on my wall, but I only brought some of my pictures... Poor planning, I know. Think of me fondly, because I do ya'll.

xoxox

PS. Has it honestly been five years??? It seems like yesterday. Literally yesterday. And yet, a total lifetime ago. Who even remember life Pre-K anymore?