Lee bought our tickets back to North America for good last night...
and I am having mixed feelings.
Part of me is digging my nails into the sand refusing to ever leave this amazing island...
and part of me is secretly happy to be going back to real life. I could actually have a job!
Actually I won't be happy about "real life" until about Apirl or May when Lee gets his clinical placement and we find out where we'll be living for the next 2 years... until then it's back to limbo and living with my parents and Lee studying like CRAZY for the USMLE Step 1.
ugh.
AND we just realized that we bought the tickets to go back to Canada to spend a week with Lee's family before we head to Ohio for Christmas and New Years and.... 4 months or whatever.....
AND we don't have ANY winter clothing there. not a coat, a glove, a boot. anything. hahahahahaha.
can you even believe my life?
Lee decided all of this, I'm just along for the ride... in Canada in December with my flip flops and sundresses.
Lee does have sisters, so hopefully there will be a coat somewhere in the house I can borrow, and I have 1 pair of jeans, 1 long sleeved shirt, and 1 pair of tennis shoes here in Grenada.
all of our belongings and clothing is in Ohio!
woe is me.
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Showing posts with label home. Show all posts
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
back among the living
well... back at the Miami airport.
I didn't hardly get online at all the past 2 weeks. only to briefly check facebook.... I had 145 emails!! yikes!
it was nice to not be online... but I feel overwhelmed about catching up on things.
so many pictures to post, emails to respond to, blogs to write and read. eeesh.
it was a great visit home and I am trying my hardest to not be sad about going back to Grenada...
I miss my husband, but like in America is so easy. so convenient. so comfortable.
I want to cry thinking about sleeping in that uncomfortable bed.
I like my bed, my ac, my big squishy duvet.
but I will be content and enjoy these last 6 months b/c after that out little Grenada adventure is over... it will just seem like a dream....
I didn't hardly get online at all the past 2 weeks. only to briefly check facebook.... I had 145 emails!! yikes!
it was nice to not be online... but I feel overwhelmed about catching up on things.
so many pictures to post, emails to respond to, blogs to write and read. eeesh.
it was a great visit home and I am trying my hardest to not be sad about going back to Grenada...
I miss my husband, but like in America is so easy. so convenient. so comfortable.
I want to cry thinking about sleeping in that uncomfortable bed.
I like my bed, my ac, my big squishy duvet.
but I will be content and enjoy these last 6 months b/c after that out little Grenada adventure is over... it will just seem like a dream....
Friday, May 6, 2011
My Old Kentucky Home.
today I am feeling a little homesick.
this morning I watched the Today Show (like every morning of my life since 8th grade) and they had a lot of specials about Mother's Day and about the Kentucky Derby.
I consider myself to be just as much from Kentucky as I am from Ohio.... I live right on the river, and while my address is Ohio, I did all my shopping and doctor visits and such in Kentucky.
I was born in a Kentucky hospital... my passport says KY, USA :)
In my family we all watch the Kentucky Derby... my dad gets us all into it and we all pick a horse and he always yells "and they're off!" and we all yell at the TV cheering on our horse.... it really is the most exciting 2 minutes in sports!
I will definitely be calling home to be on speaker phone tomorrow when the race starts.
This morning while they were talking all about Moms I was feeling sentimental and then they played "My Old Kentucky Home" and it made me want to cry.
I do miss my old Kentucky home...
and I'm going in 19 days!! praise ye the lord!
ps. my goal for next year when we are living in the Ohio/Kentucky area is to go to the derby for my 25th birthday!! I'm starting to look for tickets now. and a hat ;)
this morning I watched the Today Show (like every morning of my life since 8th grade) and they had a lot of specials about Mother's Day and about the Kentucky Derby.
I consider myself to be just as much from Kentucky as I am from Ohio.... I live right on the river, and while my address is Ohio, I did all my shopping and doctor visits and such in Kentucky.
I was born in a Kentucky hospital... my passport says KY, USA :)
In my family we all watch the Kentucky Derby... my dad gets us all into it and we all pick a horse and he always yells "and they're off!" and we all yell at the TV cheering on our horse.... it really is the most exciting 2 minutes in sports!
I will definitely be calling home to be on speaker phone tomorrow when the race starts.
This morning while they were talking all about Moms I was feeling sentimental and then they played "My Old Kentucky Home" and it made me want to cry.
I do miss my old Kentucky home...
and I'm going in 19 days!! praise ye the lord!
ps. my goal for next year when we are living in the Ohio/Kentucky area is to go to the derby for my 25th birthday!! I'm starting to look for tickets now. and a hat ;)
Thursday, December 30, 2010
please leave a message
My nieces called yesterday and left this message. It made me so happy, I love them so much!!
Regan is on the far left, she's 8Sydney is next, she's 6
Rian is in the middle, she's 5
Sicily is on the right, but she wasn't there... and I can only imagine what she would have said!
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
A Very Coghill Christmas.... er Cooper Christmas?
A very Kelsey Christmas is probably the best description to be honest.
I wouldn't know a Coghill Christmas if it hit me on the head...
and a Cooper Christmas is warm, cozy, hodgepodge, and gluttonous. (My family likes to eat! and Christmas was the very, very best! My parents would let us buy whatever we wanted at the grocery, which usually didn't end up being anything to do with Christmas at all but rather just junk we wanted but mom wouldn't buy the other 11 months of the year.)
a Kelsey Christmas is homemade, pink, sparkly, and... overdone?
I love Christmas!
I DO!
I love Christmas for the holiday it wants to be
and I love it for the holiday it almost is.
ok. so that was a sort of quote from Jerry McGuire. I can't say I love something with an exclamation mark without wanting to finish the phrase with I DO! just like Renee Z-whatever in the movie.
I love him Laurel and I don't care what you think.
Christmas is something you have to start early with because December just sneaks up on you and BAM! it's here! and you weren't even ready! you didn't get to enjoy it!
I hate the rule of waiting until after Thanksgiving to start Christmas....
one month of Christmas, really? that's it!?
My favorite memory of home at Christmas is coming down the stairs in our old house and it being all dark except for the glow of the Christmas tree and the old gas stove. The living room was so warm compared to the rest of the old, drafty farmhouse. At night from by bedroom (which was sort of a loft-ish room above the living room) you could see the glow of the tree on the stairwell wall.
My parents made Christmas awesome growing up. There was so much excitement and effort put into really making us believe in Santa Claus. And I did. I can honestly remember the feeling of not really knowing for sure if Santa was real or not... because I saw Rudolph's nose out our bedroom window on the hill! he was there! and there were sleigh tracks on the roof! and I heard bells!
can you imagine the feeling in a child's heart and mind on Christmas Eve, seeing a red glowing nose and hearing bells? ah! I cannot wait to make my child as happy as that.
I also remember years after I stopped believing in Santa Claus the devestation I felt when my brother prepared to go outside to be "Rudolph" in front of me. He was doing it for my nieces at this point, but it was still a mystery to me of how they actually pulled it off!
A red cloth over a flash light. or a flash light shone into a red glass.
no mystery anymore.
but at least I will know how to pull of such a great trick for my own kiddos.
All 5 of us (actually probably 6 b/c Mahima has been around for a long time!) would sleep upstairs and my dad would come tell us The Night Before Christmas Story... the Gary version of course. He tells it so sweetly, it really should be recorded (note to self)
We still carry on this tradition now, over the phone. Thank goodness for 3 way calling.
Wow, this entry was supposed to be about my holiday decorations but now it has turned into a very sappy walk down memory lane.
and I am suddenly very, very sad.
and happy at the same time
Happy I have such wonderful memories and the greatest family a girl could ask for.
and sad that I actually chose to be away from them this Christmas.
who does that?
I'll save decorations for another day.
for now you can enjoy my beautiful, wonderful family.
at least the original 7.
we are now a family of 22! YIKES!
I wouldn't know a Coghill Christmas if it hit me on the head...
and a Cooper Christmas is warm, cozy, hodgepodge, and gluttonous. (My family likes to eat! and Christmas was the very, very best! My parents would let us buy whatever we wanted at the grocery, which usually didn't end up being anything to do with Christmas at all but rather just junk we wanted but mom wouldn't buy the other 11 months of the year.)
a Kelsey Christmas is homemade, pink, sparkly, and... overdone?
I love Christmas!
I DO!
I love Christmas for the holiday it wants to be
and I love it for the holiday it almost is.
ok. so that was a sort of quote from Jerry McGuire. I can't say I love something with an exclamation mark without wanting to finish the phrase with I DO! just like Renee Z-whatever in the movie.
I love him Laurel and I don't care what you think.
Christmas is something you have to start early with because December just sneaks up on you and BAM! it's here! and you weren't even ready! you didn't get to enjoy it!
I hate the rule of waiting until after Thanksgiving to start Christmas....
one month of Christmas, really? that's it!?
My favorite memory of home at Christmas is coming down the stairs in our old house and it being all dark except for the glow of the Christmas tree and the old gas stove. The living room was so warm compared to the rest of the old, drafty farmhouse. At night from by bedroom (which was sort of a loft-ish room above the living room) you could see the glow of the tree on the stairwell wall.
My parents made Christmas awesome growing up. There was so much excitement and effort put into really making us believe in Santa Claus. And I did. I can honestly remember the feeling of not really knowing for sure if Santa was real or not... because I saw Rudolph's nose out our bedroom window on the hill! he was there! and there were sleigh tracks on the roof! and I heard bells!
can you imagine the feeling in a child's heart and mind on Christmas Eve, seeing a red glowing nose and hearing bells? ah! I cannot wait to make my child as happy as that.
I also remember years after I stopped believing in Santa Claus the devestation I felt when my brother prepared to go outside to be "Rudolph" in front of me. He was doing it for my nieces at this point, but it was still a mystery to me of how they actually pulled it off!
A red cloth over a flash light. or a flash light shone into a red glass.
no mystery anymore.
but at least I will know how to pull of such a great trick for my own kiddos.
All 5 of us (actually probably 6 b/c Mahima has been around for a long time!) would sleep upstairs and my dad would come tell us The Night Before Christmas Story... the Gary version of course. He tells it so sweetly, it really should be recorded (note to self)
We still carry on this tradition now, over the phone. Thank goodness for 3 way calling.
Wow, this entry was supposed to be about my holiday decorations but now it has turned into a very sappy walk down memory lane.
and I am suddenly very, very sad.
and happy at the same time
Happy I have such wonderful memories and the greatest family a girl could ask for.
and sad that I actually chose to be away from them this Christmas.
who does that?
I'll save decorations for another day.
for now you can enjoy my beautiful, wonderful family.
at least the original 7.
we are now a family of 22! YIKES!
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