I'm Thankful

This week, I’ll be celebrating Thanksgiving from China.  And living in China makes you thankful for all kinds of things that you tend to take for granted as an American.

I'm so thankful to be an American.

I just got done doing some shopping for the mini-Thanksgiving feast that some of the village Americans will be having. (Thanks mom & dad for mailing me some stove-top stuffing and a few packs of gravy!) It’s looking like we are going to have chicken instead of turkey, but hey, when in China... So anyways, while I was shopping, I was thinking about all the things that I have to be thankful for, and I thought I’d share that with you.

I’m thankful…

for my family and friends and dogs.

for western toilets.

for the ability to flush toilet paper.

for food without bones in it.

for variety.

for the opportunity to choose my major in college.

for the freedom to speak my mind.

for the opportunity to live in China. 

for the freedom to attend Church.

for Starbucks.

for the ability to drink water out of the tap without boiling it.

for showers with water pressure.

for the ability to freely access Facebook, YouTube, etc.

for comfortable mattresses.

for traffic laws that are enforced.

for American food.

for the completely awesome experiences I've had this year.

for the ability to afford to eat at a restaurant and own more than two outfits.

Yeah, it can be easy to bash America… because society as a whole is pretty much insane (think “Honey Boo Boo and Jersey Shore”)… But for as many things as we are doing wrong, there are a lot of things that we are doing right.

We are so freaking blessed to be born in America.

So celebrate.

Love.
Laugh.

Post a message on Facebook.

Watch a video on YouTube.
Praise Jesus. 

Take a nap in your bed that has a comfortable mattress.
Flush your toilet paper.
Be thankful.

Trick or Treat?

Halloween basically doesn't exist in China. Most adults have never heard of it. Only about half of my students knew what it was before this week. The only people in the village who know about and celebrate Halloween are the few American foreigners (there's three of us) and the very young students that attend one of the private English schools in town. And I'm pretty sure they are just enjoying people giving them candy.

In true form, we decided to celebrate Halloween anyways. As luck would have it, the infamous 0513 nightclub was having a "Halloween Party". Translation – maybe a few decorations, special outfits for the employees, but pretty much business as usual.

Except for the foreigners.

I've blogged about being stared at like a celebrity. On a normal day in normal clothes. But it's just not Halloween without a costume.

As luck would have it, a friend brought me a "Sexy Nurse" costume from the States.  (And believe me, the irony that she brought the costume all the way from the USA when it was probably made less than an hour from here is not lost on me.)

So there I was strolling through the village in a nurse costume…  I had a stethoscope, working "syringes" for shots of booze, a cute little nurse hat, and a significant amount of cleavage showing. I must note that this costume would not be considered the least bit scandalous in the USA, but here I was accosted by more than the normal amount of paparazzi.

The point is… we were the only people dressed up. And the commotion we generated was even more amusing than usual.

I think that we have quite a few new fans of Halloween. I'm pretty sure I convinced at least 10 people to dress up next year. As ridiculous as it sounds, our costumes were the starting point for some really interesting conversations. There's nothing like promoting cross-cultural understanding through dressing up like a nurse, sexy zebra, and Sock Monkey.