I smell of bacon and onions

What a crazy few weeks. The current score is currently Grill: 5 Kori: 1, Chipmunks: 36275, Kori: 4. Yea….those chipmunks are out of control. I’m slowly becoming a better shot with my slingshot though. We are pretty certain that the chipmunks are inviting all of their friends to come eat out of our trash bin. Now, there are often at least 7 or 8 chipmunks that run out of the trash bin when you walk by. I’ve also almost completely ruined the main course of the most important meal of the week and forgotten more things in the oven. Oops.

Today marks the day that we’ve been here for exactly two months. With about 3 ½ weeks to go, it seems like eternity but yet an insanely short amount of time. Not gonna lie, I’m really kinda secluded living on a mountain. I don’t know what is going on in the world. I don’t necessarily mind, because I think that the constant barrage of the media clouds our judgment and our decisions. I’ve decided I don’t mind some seclusion…I don’t think that I would like to live on the side of a mountain for the rest of my life, but for the 3ish months we are up here, it’s ok. It’s so crazy that within our diverse group of people, the majority of us know someone who knows someone who works here. The seclusion has also been good for working out issues that have never really been dealt with. Issues that, if left alone, will only cause intense hurt further down the road.

It’s been amazing seeing God answer prayers. A few times in the kitchen we’ve been running low on food, with not enough time or resources to get or make more and I’ve prayed that God will multiply it. Every single time that’s happened, we’ve had enough with a little extra. Last night was an amazing example of answered prayer. A few other girls and I went into Pueblo to see a movie and beforehand we prayed that the deer would stay out of the road. For the majority of the way there and for quite a bit of the way back, deer were all along the side of the road and a few were even in the road. As we would pass, the deer would either stay still or run the other way. It was like God was showing us His power, and the deer were a reminder of how He is in control of our lives.

At first, I wasn’t sure how I would like living with the people I work with. For the most part it’s been ok. It’s been kinda weird living with people you don’t see a whole lot because of different work schedules. I barely see my roommates. I love the people I work with to death. We get along really well. Probably because we all have similar tastes and personalities. Which can be a good thing…and a bad thing because we can goof off really easily.

Well, almost time for me to go back to the sweat shop, aka the kitchen.
Forever smelling of bacon and onions,
Cook out
~Kori