Easter

The weekend of Easter, we were able to spend time with both sides of our family.

We drove 10 minutes from our apartment on Saturday afternoon to have an early dinner with Pete's parents and sister Alissa. After a dinner of ham, asparagus quiche, spinach salad with balsamic dressing with dried cranberries, bleu cheese, and walnuts, (yes, Liesl was a fan), and raspberry tiramisu we all settled into the living room to watch Pirates 2, which yes, is not as good as one, but still entertaining.

The evening ended with a few family card games and pizza, and we headed back home with loads of Easter goodies, and leftovers.

On Sunday after church we drove up to Baraboo where we joined Liesl's family, for an Italian Easter meal, or pasta, lamb, potatoes, veggies, and spicy broccoli, which wasn't actually supposed to be spicy. We figured out that Mom Muscanero had accidentally bought the jalapeno peppers for the broccoli instead of green chilies! The majority of the family thought it was better that way, so go Mom!

After dinner we played games with Liesl's two brothers, Mike and Jay, and Liesl's two sister-in-laws Tessa and Lindsey. And as usual at the Muscanero family get togethers everyone had a great time watching our niece Madeline as she crawled around and enjoyed being the center of attention. Jay's dog Willie also loves Madeline, she's the only one of us that lets him lick her face.

It was a good weekend, we really enjoyed spending time with everyone, and hope to do it again soon.

It's official!

As of two Thursdays ago, which would be...ummm...shoot, math is hard...let's see...carry the one...got it. As of nine days ago, we have been officially accepted to attend the New Tribes Missionary Training Center (MTC) in Camdenton, Missouri. We had applied just after Christmas and were excited to finally receive confirmation we would be attending this fall. It's a gorgeous campus - set on 350 acres in the Lake of the Ozarks chain - but the campus is low on housing, so we were praying there would be room for us to squeeze in. And well, God's good, and we're going.

Classes start on August 20, so at some point shortly before then we'll begin the ten-hour drive to the southwest corner of the Show-Me State. Once there, we'll begin the first of two to two and a half years of field training and linguistic training. We're both very excited, and celebrated by making homemade pizza and drinking Cherry Coke. Which is about as close to a perfect meal as you can get when you're a 23 year-old male. I don't know if Liesl saw it that way, but well...she married me, and therefore, she married pizza too!

Anyway...the countdown's begun! Only...shoot, math again...umm...seven plus forty-two is...136 days till we move!