My Daily Liquid Intake

My daily liquid intake looks something like this:

Breakfast: one or two cups of black coffee depending on my mood; Lunch: Freshly squeezed orange juice; Dinner: some delicious tropical juice.

When I first arrived here way back in September I think we must have gone out to eat and I was still quite jet-lagged, so I ordered a Coke, since sweet tea was not an option. I needed the caffeine boost. Soda is generally not a part of my normal liquid intake at home. Oh, I drink plenty of coffee and sweet tea, but I’m just not all that crazy about soda. And when I’m at home I tend to drink more than enough water to satisfy my hydration needs. Well, these incredibly dear and sensitive people that I am living with must have noticed that I ordered a coke or two because Edir bought a HUGE case of Coca-Cola all for me. They don’t drink coke, so I’m the only one in the house expected to drink the entire case. Josefina checks the refrigerator when she gets home and proceeds to lovingly scold me for not eating enough of this and that and for not drinking enough orange juice and coke. So, at some point during the day I have to drink a can or two of coke. One can of coke usually quenches my thirst after the intense exercise of completing my daily e-mail correspondence, reading, writing, killing the daily quota of mosquitoes. So as you see, it’s quite easy for me to go an entire day without drinking a single drop of water, save the few drops that I swallow after brushing my teeth. Some days I remember and I fill up my CamelBak bottle and force myself to drink at least 64oz, but other days it simply slips my mind. Today was one of those days. Everything would have been fine had I not decided to brave the tempestuous wind and rain in order to get my daily dose of endorphins.

Giselly and I made the quick walk to the gym laughing most of the way there about some random jokes. We arrived and all of the dread that I had been feeling about the tough workout ahead disappeared and I suddenly felt motivated and ready for a good workout. The class started and it was hard, but I was feeling good and thinking about how rewarding it would be when it was over. About fifteen minutes into the two hour workout I started to feel really bad. I started to see stars and then my head felt like it was full of lead. My mouth got dry. My muscles tensed up. I had a hard time standing. I mumbled that I needed water trying to be heard over the loud music. I staggered out to the water fountain and lapped up the water like a thirsty dog. Then I made my way back into the workout room and found a corner to sit in. Giselly immediately noticed that I looked a little pale. Okay, not a little, yeah, I looked like Casper. Even my usually rosy-red lips were white as death. I knew that I was just dehydrated, as soon as I started feeling sick it dawned on me. But they didn’t know that. Faster than you can say Jiminy Cricket I was on a comfortable yoga mat and a bunch of beautiful brazilian women in workout unitards were hovering over me (yes, for some of you out there, this would be a dream come true) with a stethoscope, a blood pressure machine and a first aid kit. Then all of the sudden someone was elevating my legs and I kept hearing them exclaiming that I was quite white. I tried to explain the situation and raise my voice loud enough to be heard over the blaring speakers playing Lady Gaga. I really don’t like being the center of attention, especially in these types of situations. I kept saying, “I’m fine, I’m fine, just go workout. I’m just going to sit here and drink some water.” It took a while for them believe that I was truly okay, but eventually they went back to working out.

I’ve learned my lesson and will now be extra conscientious about my hydrating myself.

xoxoxo,

JJ

The Chronicles of Insomnia

Oi, a gente! Last night I slept a little better, but it was due in large part to a potent little pill that Josefina gave me. I enjoyed the sleeping hours, but am worried about taking it again and becoming dependent on it. Yes, perhaps it would be better to be dependent on some meds than go for weeks without getting a decent nights sleep, but I can’t do it. So when she brought me the pill tonight, I said no thanks. I’m almost regretting it now as I settle in for a long night of sleeplessness. Well, the good news is that I have the third edition of an insomniac’s adventures on the web!

Okay, so I’m sitting here writing this post with my iTunes library on shuffle. A little Coldplay, some Ingrid Michaelson, Joshua Radin, Steven Curtis Chapman, James Taylor, Sovereign Grace, Rachael Yamagata, Ray LaMontagne…and then, wait for it, wait for it. PLUS ONE. Remember them? Haha, well, I don’t know what is sadder, that they are in my iTunes library or that I still remembered every word to “I Will Rescue You,” from their first album, “The Promise.”

INSOMNIAC LINKS

How to Raise Boys Who Read — “When I was a young boy, America’s elite schools and universities were almost entirely reserved for males. That seems incredible now, in an era when headlines suggest that boys are largely unfit for the classroom. In particular, they can’t read.”

Picture Perfect — “The Good: You hired a fabulous wedding photographer. The Bad: Not so much with the baker.”

Manly Lip Balm — It’s that time of year again, the cold does things to our skin and lips…well, dear fellows, don’t worry, here’s some lip balm that you won’t have to feel like you borrowed from the girls!

Receiving the Baton — “As I run the final laps of my race on this earth (however long the Lord allows that to be), one of my greatest joys and desires is to serve the next generation. When I was in my twenties, I assumed, somewhat arrogantly, that my friends and I had better ideas than anyone who was older than we were. That covered everything from music styles to leadership practices to how to raise a family.”

Sex Is Not About Waiting — “At first, the argument to wait makes sense on the grounds of protecting yourself from something you’re not emotionally or physically ready for. Later, it makes sense on the grounds that it will be better if it happens in the context of a committed, adult relationship. But what about now? You’re in your 20s or 30s; your career is taking off, and your body and emotions are about as developed as they’re ever going to be. And though you’re not married, your relationships with the opposite sex are mature and adult-like in every other respect. So why keep waiting? You’re not a kid anymore. And even if sex is marginally better inside of marriage than outside, what if your prospects for marriage aren’t that good? Isn’t sub-optimal sex now better than no sex at all, ever?”

Yosi Samara Flats — Adorable flats in a variety of colors. I think I’m going to have to get a pair of gold ones and then definitely one of the brighter hues…:)

I’ve Been Working Out — A passive aggressive note. Haha this website is really funny, but be careful, some of the posts are inappropriate for the little ones…

The Newest Medal of Honor — I am so thankful for the men and women who bravely fight for our freedom.

How Facebook is Making Friending Obsolete — “Friending wasn’t used as a verb until about five years ago, when social networks such as Friendster, MySpace and Facebook burst onto the scene. Suddenly, our friends were something even better – an audience. If blogging felt like shouting into the void, posting updates on a social network felt more like an intimate conversation among friends at a pub.”

Disney World: Utilidors — I love Disney World and Disney Land. There’s seriously something magical about that place. 🙂 I’m fascinated by the Utilidors. Why, I have no idea…

Disney Fact or Fiction — Watch and see how the Utilidors were made…

From Boy to Man — The Marks of Manhood — By Al Mohler. “When does a boy become a man? That interesting question was recently posed to me, and it raises some of the most important issues facing Christians today. While the world seems increasingly confused about matters as basic as what it means to be male and female, Christians are called to frame our arguments in distinctively biblical terms.”

Eu estou aprendendo

I always enjoy my Wednesday afternoons with Ana. Today I learned about some cultural things by reading about some brazilian celebrities! That was fun…also lots of new vocabulary. I still need to memorize all of those irregular verbs — present, preterite, conditional, future, subjunctive, etc…verbs, they make my head spin. In general, I’ve found Portuguese to be a difficult language — I’m not the only one either, many brazilians have told me that half of them don’t even speak the language correctly! It’s much harder than Spanish. I actually really love the Spanish language and would love to “finish learning it” someday soon. I would love to be able to live in a Spanish speaking country and become fluent in the language. I recently read that Portuguese and French are the most difficult Romance languages followed by Italian and then Spanish. Portuguese is beautiful when it’s spoken correctly and I really am enjoying learning it, but it’s been no easy task.

It’s been another rainy day here. The rain just slowed down, but it was pouring buckets and thundering and lightening most of the evening. I don’t know, as annoying as the rain can be when trying to make plans to go out and see the sights of the city, I kind of like it. It’s nice for one, because it cools everything down and there’s nothing cozier than curling up on the couch with a cup of tea, a blanket and great book. The rainy trend should continue through the weekend, I think. Everyone is worried that this rainy November (seriously, it’s rained almost everyday this month, or at least been super grey and foggy) is going to bring a super hot January and February. They say that it never rains in November and is never this cool. They’re worried that it means it’s going to be a pretty steamy summer.

Lucas discovered my greatest fear and he’s been trying to scare me all week. I’m not too comfortable with his knowledge of so great a fear, it makes him far too powerful! Plus, one of his friends has one of these horrible things. If you know me, you will know what I’m talking about, and if you do not, well you’ll have to be left in suspense. I am so afraid and hate this thing so much that I can’t even bring myself to type the word. I just hope he understands that if were to really get one of those and scare me, I would be so shocked, scared and horrified that I would have a heart attack and die on the spot. When we were in Búzios we were walking down to the beach. It was an absolutely gorgeous beach — we parked above the beach and had to walk down a steep path down the side of a cliff to get to the beach area. Well, I saw something move in the tall grass beside me. Then, my friend Neymar, said in Portuguese, “Oh look at…” I didn’t wait to hear what “it” was. I screamed and ran, and Giselly (who is also freaked out by them) got my drift and screamed and we grabbed each other’s arms and started scrambling up the cliff. Thankfully it was just a lizard, but boy it made my heart skip a beat.

I can’t believe the Christmas season is upon us already! Here, there is no Thanksgiving to prevent (or try) the Christmas season from starting as soon as Halloween ends. Christmas decorations are already up in most public places here and I’ve been humming Christmas music all week. It’s a bit odd to me to be singing “Let It Snow,” “‘Tis The Season,” and “Winter Wonderland” all while wearing shorts, Havaianas, sipping an ice cold drink and munching on tropical fruits.

Laters!!

xoxo,

JJ

Insomnia: Round 2

Sleepless in Alcântara. That’s me. I even took medicine tonight, but it isn’t working. I’m tired and I can feel a bad headache coming on, but there’s not a thing in the world that I can do to make myself sleep. Ugh, it’s really terrible. I hate it. I’ve honestly never had so much time on my hands — my days are relatively free and now, so are my nights. Gosh, it’s like I have 24 hour days to fill with whatever I want…to some, this would be a dream come true. I’m not exactly a huge fan of the situation, but I’m trying to make the best of it and I am thankful for all of the time that I’ve had to read and pray. That has been a blessing. It’s been really great to be able to slow down, think, reflect and have such a sweet time of fellowship with the Lord — for that I am extremely grateful. It would be nice to sleep though. My headache is pretty much an ever present reality now. Plus, the weather is so weird and it’s been hot, then cold, hot then back to cold, so we’ve all developed a cold. I’m sorry for all of the complaining…

Okay, well here’s round two of my insomniac adventures on web…enjoy.

The Mountain Times — May of 2006, “Several area homeschool students showed off their foreign language fluency recently. They participated in Lenoir Rhyne College’s foreign language festival and competition April 5 in Hickory and earned a variety of awards for their performances.” Haha, yes, that’s us…

Hello!Lucky — “We are a specialty letterpress printer and design studio and have been creating wedding invitations, greeting cards and personalized stationery since 2003. We have offices in San Francisco’s SOMA district and in London. Clients worldwide include Anthropologie, Kate’s Paperie, and Liberty of London.” I absolutely adore paper! These letterpress designs are gorgeous and sure to leave you swooning!

Honor Thy Father and Mother — You’re in college and you’re navigating that odd in-between time — you’re not really a kid anymore, but you’re still technically under your parent’s authority. Be thankful for your parents. Do not wrongly judge your parents. Develop a biblical understanding of adult freedom. Develop a biblical perspective on adulthood. Define the transition to adulthood with your parents. See your parents as counselors on your team, not as adversaries. Live a transparent life with your parents.

Haunted By His Absence — Growing up without a dad.

Meet Ron Burns — Okay, I’ve now featured two articles by Thabiti Anyabwile, it’s time you are properly introduced.

Roma! — You’re guide to Rome’s best restaurants, people watching places, coffee, vintage stores, etc by two of the coolest Roman girls ever. Check it out.

Next 2011 –“There is not a square inch in the whole domain of our human existence over which Christ, who is Sovereign over all, does not cry: ‘Mine!’”— Abraham Kuyper

Four Reasons to Incorporate Counseling into the Local Church — I love CCEF and here’s a great article about Biblical counseling in the local church.

This Year’s Biography: Robert Murray M’Cheyne — Piper’s annual biography at the Pastor’s conference will be about M’Cheyne…Desiring God has linked to some great resources about M’Cheyne. They’re also selling Bonar’s biography at a reduced rate!

Pray for Ian — “For new readers: Our blog started in October of 2006 after Ian Murphy was in a very serious car accident and suffered a tramuatic brain injury. We have shared his story since then, from ICU, to a rehabilitation center, and to his home. The main authors have been Steve, his dad, and Larissa, his girlfriend. In August of 2009, Steve was diagnosed with brain cancer and was given a prognosis of 14 months to live. He survived for seven weeks and went to be with His savior on October 8.” Larissa is now his wife!!!

Defending 100 Million Girls — A connection between biblical womanhood and social justice.

Daydreaming — Ahh, unfortunately, that is the only kind of dreaming I’ve been doing lately…

Proclamação da República

Happy Proclamação da República Day! Yes, it’s another holiday here in Brazil. I could get used to all these holidays, lots of paid days off of work. I like that! Today we are celebrating the day that Brazil became a republic on November 15, 1889. Did I mention that November 1 and 2 were also holidays? The next one is on December 8 — the day that I leave, but only for Cintia — it’s a court holiday.

It’s been cold, dreary and rainy again today. The forecast doesn’t really look too good for the rest of the week either. So much for Sugarloaf and the Christ statue…Cintia said that we’re just going to have to wait for a sunny day and just go. She said she would take a day off from work and we’d just wait for a pretty day. It’ll have to be kind of spur of the moment, but that’s okay with me. But it’s a little harder for her to do since she has a job. And a life. I, on the other hand don’t have any plans or anything to do that would interfere with spontaneous plans…

Cintia and I took lunch over to Gi and Wander’s apartment in Itaipu and ate with them today. Then I watched Toy Story 3 with the boys. I think I enjoyed it more than they did. I love that movie. Gosh, I got all teary eyed at the end when Andy gives the toys away and has one last play date with them. Those have got to be some of my favorite movies of all time. I really wanted to watch it in English, because it feels wrong to have anyone but Tim Allen and Tom Hanks voices…oh well.

 

There’s No Place Like Home

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“There’s no place like home. There’s no place like home. There’s no place like home.” I’ve gotta say that I quite agree with dear Dorothy on that one. I miss my home. There are moments when I wish I could borrow Dorothy’s ruby slippers and with three clicks of my heels and those magic words, be transported back to home sweet home. But alas, I can’t and I wouldn’t really want to do that anyway. I’m still having trouble sleeping and I think that is a HUGE contributor to this sudden attack of homesickness.

Tchau!

JJ

Copacabana

Yesterday, Josefina, Cintia and I headed into Rio. We took a short walk, a bus, a boat, another short walk, and another bus to get to Copacabana. It was quite cool, windy and a bit misty, so we didn’t linger on the beach. We enjoyed a nice lunch at a cute restaurant, did some shopping and then had our afternoon coffee and then began the long journey home. Despite the bad weather we really had a lovely time. I’m spending the holiday weekend (yes, Monday is another holiday here) in Itaipu with Cintia.

Today has been a nice, quiet day with Cintia. We got up and had breakfast and then went to the salon and got manicures and pedicures. The dark, rainy weather has put us into a kind of sleepy mood. Of course, I’m getting used to always feeling mildly sleepy — I’m still not sleeping well. The one night I had the medicine was better than usual, but still not completely restful. It’s so odd…oh well. I’ve read some interesting articles and had lots of time to pray.

Later,

JJ

Insomnia

Hello, friends. For the past couple of weeks I’ve been unable to sleep. This has never happened to me before. Ask my family and they’ll tell you that I have an expiration time of 10pm at night. Yeah, I’m not really a night owl at all. Normally I fall asleep as soon as my head touches the pillow and I don’t move until my alarm goes off the next morning, and sometimes not even then! But lately I’ve been watching the sun come up while tossing and turning and trying to fall asleep. It’s awful! During the day I have bad headaches from a lack of sleep. Well, tonight I am going to try a medicine Wander gave me. It’s all natural — the only reason I’m taking it…I don’t really know why, but I HATE taking medicine, I pretty much have to be forced to take something. That is unless I have a migraine and then I’ll be begging for some pain meds.

Anyway, I hope it works and I get to sleep tonight. Tomorrow we are going to Copacabana and Ipanema. I heard that Robert Pattinson and Kristen Stewart are filming some Twilight thing there right now and then Vin Diesel is filming “The Fast and the Furious 4” in Rio. Someone else is filming something else right now, too, but I don’t remember what it is…So yeah, maybe I’ll meet someone famous! I mean I did get to meet Matthew Morrison from Glee on my way back from Italy…and I ran into the AS Roma players at the Coliseum in Rome…and there was that time I got to be an extra in a Hugh Jackman film…I’m thinking luck is on my side! Haha, I’ll let you know.

Okay, well, here are some random articles, videos, things, etc that I’ve found in the wee hours of the morning…

Meet Danny and Annie, “Brooklynites Danny, an OTB clerk, and Annie, a nurse, remember their life together—from their first date to Danny’s final days with terminal cancer. This remarkable couple personifies the eloquence, grace, and poetry that can be found in the voices of every day people if we take the time to listen. Originally an animation in two parts, here you’ll see a special version that combines both parts of their story.” Visit Story Corps for more recordings of ordinary people’s stories.

Hope in a Pornified World |Morris Family

The Religious Hell Hole |What Happens to Infants to Die?

The two above are two different opinions on the same subject…so read both together if you want…

The WonderBar!! |A Cup of Jo: City Prints|The Insider’s Guide to Paris

The Works of God|Do We Overvalue Sleep?|What it means to have a hard heart

Dilma – President Elect of Brazil|Homemade Twix Bars!

Well, I’m going to try to get some sleep now.

Grace and Peace,

J

What have you been doing lately?

Giselly's surprise from Wander 🙂

Let's Dance!

Salsa!

I had so much fun watching Ana’s dance class. The instructor really wanted me to dance, but I declined his kind offer…I can’t dance at all. They were really good and it looked like a ton of fun! Maybe one day I’ll try to learn.

Chocolate Cappuccino

Yummy, we went to the mall after the dance class and decided to take a break from all of the walking around and have some coffee. After that we went to “Eat. Pray. Love.” I really enjoyed the movie and we both came out craving Italian food. So we went to an Italian restaurant and got pasta. After that we went to São Francisco with her brother and one of their friends and got ice cream. I had a lot of fun that day.

yep he stops traffic and carries her bag

Haha, this is Bill, Ana’s friend. Traffic is kind of crazy here in Brazil, which makes crossing the street difficult, but not when Bill’s around! He would go out into the middle of the road and start directing the traffic announcing that ladies were going to cross. Haha, it cracked me up.

new friends

at the beach!