people talking without speaking.

any day in which i wake up with simon and garfunkel stuck in my head is bound to be a good one. or at least an interesting one. in case you were wondering, the song was the sound of silence. hello darkness, my old friend.
i woke up earlier than normal. though none of us ever sleep all that much anyway. ha. and then i ate my corn flakes (yes, i splurged and bought cereal. while it is slightly expensive, it was worth it. i love cereal too much.) while sitting on the balcony in the sunshine. and while i ate i listened to the sound of silence. the song, i mean. sitting on the balcony is far from silent thanks to all the honking and pigeons cooing and all that. was it blissful? yes. you better believe it.
my babies all know me, i think. it's super neat. we all enjoy ourselves together. every day i go give my morning round of kisses and love to the bed and chair-bound kids. today it was an event of all smiles, and one was sleeping. and then off i go to find the other kids outside with most the kids from the room next door to mine (computer boy's room. so most of those kids seem like mine as well. and i count computer boy as one of mine.)
outside was rather mellow. and today has been hot. the shade isn't too bad, though. but we went inside a little earlier than usual because it was 'prea cald.' aka, too hot. killing me slowly. haaa. i'm a utah baby when it comes to heat. never fear. i'm still alive. and getting a nice little tan face and arms. nice consolation, i suppose.
i went to masa today. (lunch) i helped feed one of the kids. and let's just say it was less than elegant. but nice to be able to go at my own pace and still help.

MY BABIES WERE STILL AT THE HOSPITAL! this is super exciting, you should probably know. today makes 7 days that they've both been there, the little girl and boy in next door cribs. and i could just eat them up they're so cute. i can hardly stand it. they kill me. so today i spent almost all my time at the hospital with them. when i was getting ready to leave and check the other wing, a nurse came and at first scolded me gently for feeding one of the babies. [she had brought the bottles in, and we usually do feed them if we're there. so i figured it was fine. no biggy. never fear.] after which she asked me to help her carry one of the babies to the parter floor. [numbering of floors is different in europe. the main floor is parter, and then up one is floor 1, and so on.] i held one baby, she held the other as we held up these gas mask/anesthesia type things to their faces. and then some sort of gassy substance came out and into their noses/mouths and spilled out the edges. i was slightly creeped out. but i think it might have been medicine or something? i don't know. it was odd. so if anyone knows what was going on there, let me know. i'm clueless. after holding these fumes up to their faces for a few minutes, we went into the physical therapy room where they both had tummy time, backs were patted, and then massaged (i think). obviously it was not an average hospital experience. but it was neat to see, if nothing else. it did give me more respect for what the hospital does, though. romania and the way it runs is just a different world. not necessarily better or worse. (debatable depending on the specifics.) just different.

being here feels natural, but at the same time there are often times i'll be walking down the street and think about how foreign it is that i'm walking down a street towards a hospital in romania. ROMANIA. i know. weird, right? but i like it. i like the adventure of it. despite the fact that people here speak romanian. aka, whether or not i'm going to be able to carry a conversation with any given person at any point in the day is debatable. depending on the topic, and depending on the speaker. let's just say it makes life interesting.

this is a slow and silly update. lacking in many details. but better than nothing. i keep guilt tripping myself that i never blog anymore. but i kind of don't care. i quite like the seclusion there is to be had here in romania. completely removed from everything else. though i won't lie to you. last night we watched the joseph smith movie at institute, and all the shots of american scenery and a closing shot of temple square made me incredibly homesick. i love temple square. it's my hometown, you know. but that soon passed. especially with the beautiful view of the full moon to fall asleep to last night, and the sunshine shining through the windows this morning. i'm living the good life. and adventures and unusual things have become my new normal. my motto: welcome to romania! this place still keeps coming up with fun surprises to remind us we're not in america anymore. ha.  but i like it. life is just a little different. that's all.

6 more weeks! this weekend marks the halfway point of our time in romania. crazy, right? i know. blowing my mind. and the downhill slide always goes faster than the uphill. oh boy. fasten your seatbelts!

pa pa pentru acum!

life is too good to me.