Evidence

Last Saturday all the international students got to go to some museums in a town about an hour away and one of them was a forestry museum. In said museum, there are a lot of exhibits telling of the history of logging in Norway. It's a pretty big industry here and so basically they like anything that brings them any sort of recognition and money...and like to make little museums out of it. Which is normal, I guess, there are some pretty weird museums in the states too. Anyways, they were telling us how in the old days the men would go out all day and be in the forests doing the logging thing while the women were at home tending to everything else....just like normal for old days anywhere. They were saying that the women didn't do much in the forest, but if you look back you may see "some evidence of women in the forest." That makes sense, yes, but in my head I was picturing all kinds of limbs all over the forest...like some kind of crime scene. Evidences like a hand here and a leg thrown over there under a log....you get the drift. It made me chuckle a little as I leaned over to the guy next to me and commented on this, he was laughing as well. I guess I wasn't the only one that thought that phrase was funny. Our tour guy was quite zany in this forest museum, he also sang some Elvis songs to our group and made a comment about the "King" of America coming to Norway (aka Elvis). He also included random facts about why he was wearing the shirt he had put on that day and he would throw himself onto the floor in an attempt to literally show us how some of the logging maneuvers were done and to illustrate a story of one of his ice-fishing friends. He was a nut.

Today

As I came into church today, one of the older ladies said that I looked very Christmasy....I was wearing a red sweater and a black and red skirt. I then said to her "nah, it's just red." Normal thing to say, right?? Well, later on one of the missionaries (who is American) started teasing me that I sounded "Texan" when I said the word "red." Apparently I put a little bit of Texas drawl on it. He also told me that he wanted to squeeze my cheeks because of the accent. Oh my.