SOMETIMES LIFE IS JUST THIS GOOD...

What you are seeing here is my clothing one floor down and two floors down!

What you are seeing her are my pants hanging over the edge over top of Panama City!

Disculpe la molestia,

alguna ropa del apartamento 9B cayó en el balcón suyo. Lo apreciaria muchisimo si me la puedes traer a mi apartamento. Si no estoy, la podrías dejar en la puerta.

Lo agradezco,

Sarah

TRANSLATION

Some of my clothing has landed on your balcony. I would really appreciate it if you brought it to my apartment for me. If I am not home, you can leave it at the door.

Thank you.

Yes...sometimes life is just this good. I have laughed so much tonight at the craziness of this situation. I left my laundry drying outside when I went out tonight and when I came home some was on the floor of the balcony, some was one floor down, some two floors down, and tonight somewhere after flying high over Panama City my undies are gonna land where some poor sucker is least expecting!! LOL. I have gotten back the stuff that landed one floor down. My roommates and I were laughing so hard the people below came out to see what was going on, and passed what had landed on their balcony back to me. I am leaving a note on the door two floors down hopefully that will get the rest back!

When I think about the situations that I get myself into that are just plain hilarious, they seem to out number the rest. I am convinced this is a good thing. Though tonight I do have to run some clothes through the washer twice...

THE BEAUTIFUL GAME

Something that goes hand in hand with being a member of the Hunter family is soccer. My family takes the game pretty seriously, and I might have just offended some members in my family by referring to it is as "a game", in the Hunter house it is much more than that...it is a lifestyle. Now...here is the thing, I haven't played much since grade 11, nothing really except pick up on the field in the back yard with my siblings (Yes, my Dad built a field in our back yard). This is a serious sin in my family, ranks right up there with blasphemy. So as you can well imagine, not playing has been a pretty big deal.

But I have changed from my sinful ways, and like the prodigal son, have returned back to the beautiful game. I joined a team here in Panama, and was welcomed lovingly by the girls. The soccer is nothing serious, and the skill level is pretty mixed, but I am loving it. I scored twice last week, my knees are currently scabs only, and I have discovered a few muscles that I forgot that I had, so we're off to a good start!

(ME AND THE OTHERS GETTING SET TO PLAY ON FRIDAY NIGHT)

Thursday I am going to play with some guys from my church. I have been promised that it is pretty intense, so I am a little nervous, but looking forward to it in a big way all at the same time. I am planning on more humbling schooling and bruising than I got on Friday night. But I am pumped for that also, cause what doesn't kill you makes you stronger and you have to get schooled to get better.

Disclaimer: My parents have been and are fully supportive of my siblings and I exploring and getting involved in activities outside of soccer. My family also does take our faith seriously, and any comparison is in pure fun. I am no way mocking Christianity, but my family who I love very much and who will understand exactly what I am talking about. Please take this post with a grain of salt.