Annie B Garman

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We are pitiful…

Well, it happened again. This time-- only worse. It was Wednesday night, and we were having company over for dinner. I needed a shower, but I hate showering if I haven't worked out yet that day. Yes, I know that's a little neurotic, but I somehow feel like I don't deserve a shower unless I earn it by sweating. So, I put on sweats and went out the door of our apartment to put on my shoes which were outside in the hallway. Colby followed me out the door to discuss something with me while the Read More

Culture Shock for a Two Year Old

Darcy has been interesting to watch lately. After we had been here a week, she began to revert a little bit which is a very normal thing for kids to do in transition. She was a little more whiny, a little more needy, and began to ask if she could watch a video that we used to get from the library called "Baby Songs" because she was a baby again. I had been prepared for this kind of behavior and was warned that she may starts to have lots of accidents again. Instead of having accidents, Read More

Welcome to Europe…

For those of you who aren’t familiar with Icelandic culture, nudity is the norm here. In the locker rooms at the gym and the pool, there is no hiding anything from anyone. It has been interesting to take the kids swimming here. Last time we were here (in 2007), they were too young to remember anything, so this is all new for them. Last night we entered the locker room all bundled up in our winter gear and Haley stopped dead in her tracks, made a loud gasp, and --with jaw and eyes gaping Read More

You know you are in culture shock when…

For the last week, I have been dreaming in Icelandic. Not vivid dreams like I usually have, but weird, fuzzy dreams where the scene is dim...kind of like I am under a bed. Anyway, I don't see much, but I am surrounded by Icelandic voices, multiple voices, talking at the speed of light. I am straining to follow what they're trying to say, but to no avail. My level of frustration rises along with my body temperature, and the next thing I know, I wake up in a pool of sweat. Yes, I think I'm Read More

First Day of School

Yesterday we started "Ice-School". The entire time that I was there I was writing a short-story in my head about the experience. Unfortunately, if I take the time to recount every detail about the smells of the classroom, the jolly professor with his Hawaiian shirt, the two other classmates from Germany and Denmark, and the inter-lingual learning techniques, then I won't have time to study before bed. One statement: Colby is a grammatical, linguistical genius and I am so thankful that he Read More

Man cannot live by Skyr alone…

...but that is what we have been doing.Skyr with pretzels,Skyr with Ritz crackers,Skyr with toast,Skyr with cereal,Skyr with peanuts,Skyr with waffles,Skyr with fruit,Skyr with tacos (we didn't have any sour cream)...Skyr with skyr.Skyr has been a staple of the Garman family the past week and we can't understand Stephen Colbert's lack of enthusiasm for it on a recent short segment about Iceland on the Colbert Report. Read More

Arriving in Reykjavik

Let me start out by saying, flying IcelandAir is quite the experience. Everyone has their personal touch screen t.v. where you can select a variety of t.v. shows, movies, documentaries to watch. I watched Heima which was a documentary of Sigur Ros and his free summer tour around Iceland in 2006. It nearly brought me to tears...the videography was so moving and it made me stand in awe of God and His creativity in making this wild country. (Andres had an extra cd; I am now a raving fan....if Read More

The Ville

Every Thursday, if we have not heard from immigration yet, we plan out our next week. Last Thursday Colby decided to take another J-term/intensive class at Southern Seminary. He's now decided to work towards a Masters of Divinity through Southern which is mainly an online degree with some on campus requirements. This weekend we were able to visit the Speed Art Museum for their Family Fun Day exhibits and I had a blast reliving my middle-school art class days. On Sunday we were invited to a Read More

Next stop….

...Louisville, Kentucky. Colby, the overachiever that he is, applied for a Greek exegesis class during the J-term. So, we packed our bags in Nashville, and drove 2 1/2 hours northeast to our next adventure. We are so thankful for the hospitality of Beechmont Baptist Church letting us stay in their mission house on such short notice (we called on Friday, and got in on Saturday!) For the first time since July, it is just the four of us in one house. I can't believe it's been that 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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