Tag Archives: Cameroon
Pot of Gold
The other day when I was leaving for work my neighbor was washing her dishes oblivious to the fact that there was a rainbow behind her. I snapped a quick picture with my phone and thought that wow she totally … Continue reading
Worry Wart
I think the majority of Mom’s are worry warts. I’m definitely a worry wart, however, the things I worry about have changed by leaps and bounds than what they used to be. One of my continuing worries has been if … Continue reading
End of the range drama
In March , I blogged about a new range. For three months I cooked with a range that didn’t have a temperature knob for the oven. I used an oven thermometer, however, the biggest problem was that the oven cycles … Continue reading
Tropical Lollipop
The boys see so many sights as we drive around Yaoundé and in our little neighborhood (we call it our cul-de-sac). They’ve seen people sucking on sugar cane. Joshua likes to know what things are, but doesn’t feel the need … Continue reading
Bel-Air
On the front outside wall that surrounds our house, our guard clipped the vine like bushes that cover the wall and painted Wellcome to Bel-Air. He was very proud of his painting. He was quite proud that he wrote in … Continue reading
Got Meat?
I know I’ve said it before, but I’ll say it again, I’m thankful for my upbringing because I can look back and see it was preparation for living here. Growing up in a rural community with both sets of grandparents … Continue reading
Last Day of School
Today was the last day of school. The boys were more than ready to be done with school. Last summer I started our homeschooling in June so we could get the curriculum covered between surgeries, traveling and visits. The boys … Continue reading
License Plate
Recently there was a car parked just outside our gate that had a unique license plate. We took a picture of it. Before we left Yaoundé to return to the USA last June, we saw an SUV that had an … Continue reading
International Availability
As I mentioned in the Box of Chicken blog, we are used to seeing our food packages written in many languages. We became accustomed to this while living in France and since the majority of imported items that we buy … Continue reading
Box of Chicken
One of our Cameroonian colleagues who works in the Finance Department, also sells frozen boxes of chicken. She won’t divulge where she gets the boxes from. I find comfort in buying the chicken because it does go through inspection by … Continue reading
D squared + J squared = Anderson 