Ponderance and Reflection

is ponderance a word? it should be. it sounds like...a greenish swamp with flowers in it. pink flowers. lilies.

i've been ponderance-ing this blog and how often people actually read it. i keep forgetting to check my counter. so i don't know if i'm blogging to myself and my sister, or to an elite and cultured few, or to the varied masses. pretty sure it's not masses, varied or no.

anyways...five days until we leave for ecuador! i still need some support (read: money). so i have to call some people this evening and remind them of the fact. :P

i hate asking people for money. i told my dad that, and he said "you're not asking them for their money. you're asking them for some of God's money." ok, that makes it a little better. but i still feel weird, mostly because we were raised to be pretty self-reliant: don't ask for anything if you don't REALLY need it. but i guess this must be an exception.

in any case...i'm going to ecuador, and i am getting so excited that i can't fall asleep at night. (well, i guess i can't usually fall asleep.) between the upcoming trips to El Equator and to england in july (next month! aaagh!), i'm surprised i get any sleep.

i get to eat indian food tomorrow. i need to figure out how to make mulligatawny with that special kind of rice.