11.10.11

I buy my eggs at a little corner market next to the kid's school;  this is nice because I can buy them when I'm on my way home from picking the kids up from school - - which is about the time of day when my mind starts thinking about what meals I am going to feed my family during the next 24 hours.

So these eggs don't come in a dozen (nope . . . ); they are sold according to weight - - 1/2 kilo will get me about 8 medium sized eggs.  Also, they come packaged up in a plastic bag. That means that, between having to wrastle three children safely home and my own clumsiness, I can count on at least one of the eggs breaking before I get them from the corner market to my kitchen sink.

(any other questions about eggs?  anyone?  because I'm moving on . . . )

I was talking to a kind friend the other day about how I was adjusting to life in Mexico, and I told her that I think that I can compare my transition into my new culture to meeting someone new . . . has this ever happened to you?  Where you meet someone new, and you notice some flaws about her - - maybe she laughs too loud, or she has crooked teeth (or maybe she is very short and has freckles . . . )  and then, time goes by, and you spend time with this person; you laugh with her and cry with her and pray with her,  and before you know it, she is the most beautiful person you know - - her smile is lovely and her laugh is magical . . .
So I think I'm there:
noticing the flaws;
but I'm also hopeful, because I know that day will come,
when it will all be beautiful to me.
Posted by naomi at 2:54 PM

5 comments:

  1. lauraOctober 11, 2011 at 5:58 PM

    I really like the image you shared at the end of your post:) Praying for you in this season of transition.

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  2. theologistaOctober 11, 2011 at 9:04 PM

    could you bring your own egg carton to transport them home in? they might look at you kinda weird... but it would be worth it to save the eggs. i hate wasting food :/

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  3. darcieOctober 12, 2011 at 12:02 PM

    I like this post; thanks for sharing the image, makes me smile thinking about new and old places and friends

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  4. AbigailOctober 17, 2011 at 5:47 PM

    black coffee?!
    Nathaniel thinks it is black bean juice.

    Also, I decided that I would fly down to Mexico City right now just to have a bite of your eggs... and the wonderful thing is you would probably give me a whole one all to myself AND I would get to sit and hang out with you which I really wish I could do right now.

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  5. naomiNovember 2, 2011 at 8:16 PM

    Hi Laura! - - and thanks for praying!

    Sarah - - I know, how hard can it be, right? I just need to buy eggs for once at a place that has cartons . . . and don't worry too much about those cracked eggs - - they usually get cooked up nice and fast once we get home.

    Abi - - the black coffee is totally a farce. I poured the coffee and thought it looked so nice without the milk that I took the picture before I poured it.
    also. YES. please come down; right. now. I miss you!

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