Annie B Garman

Motherhood, Mayhem, & The Meaning of Life

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First time for everything

We are off to a weekend of camping four hours away (north).  In Iceland, they don't make bonfires when they camp, and it will never get dark tonight, so this should be interesting.  To add to it, this is the first time we have ever taken the kids camping and it's supposed to be cold this weekend.  I have packed thermals and winter gear.  Pray for us... Read More

Road Race (Icelandic style)

We finally discovered an Icelandic running website that advertises different races around here, so Friday night we decided to go to an evening race in the outskirts of Reykjavik. Colby and I both wanted to compete which meant the girls were coming with us in the jogging stroller. The 9K race started out on a very narrow trail, so Colby and the kids were literally in last place for the first mile in an effort not to hold any one up. The kids could not understand this, and the whole first mile I Read More

Role-Reversal

When I first came to LU as a freshman, I was a declared missions major.  I was going to Ecuador as a single woman missionary and I didn't need no man.  After my first week of freshman orientation in a classroom full of boys, my advisor Harvey Hartman gently counseled me to find another major.  He thought it would be wiser for me to find a trade to bring to another country, and after much praying and thinking, I switched my major to ESL (a brand new major at LU).ESL teachers were in such high Read More

Fourth of July-Iceland style

It was our first Fourth of July not in America (obviously), so it was a little disappointing when I looked at the calendar after I woke up. However, we stumbled upon a little Fourth of July celebration put on by the American Embassy here. Singing "This land is your land, this land is my land," with the folk band, face-painting, balloon animals, bounce houses, and free food was all I needed to put me in the festive spirit. We met some new American friends which was the highlight of the day. Read More

Back Home

Wow, it's nice to have internet access! What an amazing time of refreshment we had. It was so great to be around lots and lots of people from our company (try 1,000 of them), walk outside without a coat, hear crickets, and see a dark night sky again. Click HERE to see more pictures of where we stayed our first week in Evia and the first part of our trip to Athens. More to come soon.... Read More

Bustin’ Out…

I've heard a lot about how high depression is here in the winter. They have special things here called "happy lights" that you can sit under that apparently boost your mood. On Tuesday when we went to the pool, I asked if one had to wait till the winter to use these lights. The "summer" here has been hard for me. I keep waiting for it to come. Finally, last Wednesday, I stopped being angry about it, I stopped fighting it, and I just accepted it. This is what you get. 50's...and if we're Read More

June 17th

Sautján Júni. (Soi-tjown Yoo-nie). We kept saying it all day because it has such a ring to it. Basically, June 17th is Icelandic Independence Day. Like 4th of July, minus the fireworks. We started out the day going to one of the suburbs to partake in the festivities. I saw a schedule of events that boasted of games and kids activities, but when we arrived at the Viking Village to participate, they wouldn't let us in to the "fair grounds" unless we paid. BOO. We decided to skip it and Read More

Sweet Memories!

Thoughts from my husband: This morning I read the song our friend Clint wrote for Mark Stratton's funeral, and a touching blog from Jason Pelt about the drive to Arlington National Cemetery where he was laid to rest. I immediately resolved to not let the day pass without a much needed catch-up phone call with Pelt. He reminded me of a picture of Mark and I he had posted on his blog from our camping trip two years ago so I looked it up and found it. When I saw it I thought, he was probably Read More

Meet Annie

“Remember He is the artist and you are only the picture. You can’t see it. So quietly submit to be painted” -CS Lewis
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