This is the Diary of a Mad White Woman...

I am, for one more week, a mother of 5, four of which I home school (with the help of my dear friend Kati, without whom I would have gone mad a whole lot sooner). If this seems like a tall order, that's because it is. My parents are currently in Puerto Rico sipping cocktails and enjoying their air conditioned hotel room. All I can say is that they better bring back chocolate. Lots of chocolate. Hopefully after this week, all will go back to the relative normalcy that is living in Cambodia with my mother, siblings, and sometimes dad.
I decided to make a blog because so many things happen to me every day that I want to tell you guys and sometimes I don't get to talk to you or I can't remember if I've told you or not. This way it's all in one place and I can just tell everyone at once. Except for the creepy people. They're not invited. And, sorry Mom, but you're not invited either. I mean, I love you and everything, but it's not really helpful to express my frustrations with you if you're just going to read them. And trust me guys, when you go back to living with your family at age 20 after having been out on your own, there are frustrations a plenty.
So today is the one week mark of my temporary mommy-hood. Suffice it to say I'm a tad bit stressed, so I left the kids watching TV with our helper and biked down to a little cafe called Coffee Korner (why they misspelled Corner and messed up the alliteration I will never understand) and had an iced coffee. And while I was sitting there, it started to rain. Well, rain doesn't really portray the full extend of the precipitation. Poured is more like it. For a good 20 minutes. Those of you who know me well know how I feel about rain. It was very good for my soul to just sit there and listen to it. I talked to Abba a bit and listened to my ipod.
Abba, by the way, is one of my best friends (which sounds bad, but it's honest). We've been closer, but he's one of those people who's absolutely always there for me. I know he'd do anything for me and I'd like to think I'd do anything for him. I've done a lot of things to tick him off, and quite frankly, I don't always like the things he does either, but somehow I know he always understands what I'm going through. Like tonight with the rain. He knows how I feel about rain, and he knows how stressed I am, and it was just nice to be able to sit and talk with him in the rain.
On some completely random notes, I have a massive ear infection, complete with intense sharp pain, throbbing, decreased ability to hear, and fever. Smack dab in the middle of my month of motherhood. Fortunately, Cambodia is a great place to get prescription drugs without a prescription, so we've got nifty little ear drops that are working wonders.
Also, after months of living as a pedestrian a friend of mine left me electric bike when she went back to the west. It's adorable, and I've been puttering all about the city on it, much to the dismay of our regular moto drivers. My adorable little bike goes up to about 20 kilometers per hour (that's a whopping 12.5mph folks) so I still want an actual motorcycle at some point, altho this one is great for learning how to handle myself in the crazy traffic.
I think I'm out of random side notes now, altho I'm sure I'll think of some more later.
Love and peace or else,
~Cleo