dont read this blog mom and dad

this is random but i bought my parents their christmas gift yesterday its a rather large wooden statue of a girrafe (i just texted my mom "dont read my blog it talks about your xmas present") but its perfect cuz its from africa or something (they were missionaries in the congo for 3 years and my sister and i were born there and i had malaria i am ok now) so i had to carry this large wooden giraffe (comes up to my belly button) around toronto last night for a bit and ill have to fly with it back home tomorrow as a carry on

also when i studied abroad in south america-- the family i stayed with in peru had kids my age and one (renato) is working abroad in minnesota for a year to learn english and he gets there tomorrow and he is bringing inka cola mmm so good (pop that tastes like bubble gum and its yellow they only have it in peru and i think colorado maybe?) so thats cool and im driving a silver car this week but i keep trying to get in other silver cars first thinking its the right one which brings us back to that time in middle school when i went grocery shopping with my childhood bff leah and her fam and they had a van so i walk out of the grocery store and into the van and buckle up and look up to find the family who's van i just walked into all like who are you? whoops wrong family :)