Monday, August 5, 2013


Okay. Here is a confession:

I don't really pray anymore. In fact, I don't remember the last time I prayed. I just.....

Now is not the time for that tangent! FOCUS, LEAH, FOCUS!

This is my bedtime routine:

Wash face
Brush teeth
Turn down bed
Remove glasses
Turn off light
Apply hand cream
Get in bed
Stare at ceiling

The other night, I got to the point of applying hand cream. I walked toward the bed and stood there for a moment.
I haven't prayed in a long time. When was the....I don't remember. Should I pray? I talk to God, right? I'm not totally....right? Should I pray? What would I say?
I'd like to take a minute, just sit right there....I'll tell you.......

So, I got in bed. I stared at the ceiling. I tried not to......................but, I finished the song.

A is Okay...

I'm living in a culture that doesn't have the same kind of modesty "rules" that I grew up with. Can I call them rules? Understandings? Expectations? I don't know what to call it.

SIDENOTE: I've been living here for just over a year and a half. I have discovered that during that time, my vocabulary has shrunk. I'm forgetting words because I haven't used makes my face burn with shame and frustration.

K. In America, if you see a girl wearing nylons and a skirt so short you can see her butt cheeks and/or underwear......what do we think? I know a lot of people that would think hooker. But, I also watch too much TV and listen to A LOT of 80's music. So. There is that.
LOTS of leg is a very common style over here. I see a lot of butt cheeks and a lot of underwear. Girls and women like to wear white skirts/white tights with brightly colored underwear...really short shorts/skirts.....
(One time I was walking home from work and a boy was walking in front of me with his girlfriend. Her dress was like a long T-shirt. He pulled up her black dress so that he could play with her blue underwear. ON A CROWDED STREET.)

Also, it is perfectly in fashion to wear a see-through shirt and a fancy bra. Granted, this shirt is buttoned all the way up to the neck....leg skin is not a bother, but.......
One day, I was waiting for the bus and a girl walked up to stand next to me. She was wearing a peach dress. It had a high neck and dropped all the way to her toes. She was also wearing matching peach underwear and a peach bra...which I could see....because the dress was made of some gauzy material....

Here's where we come across a cultural difference that I find silly-

I have a collection of shirts that are of the V-Neck variety. I will admit that I have about 4 or 5 shirts that show a bit of cleavage. I have 1 shirt that I feel I HAVE to wear a tank under....otherwise I feel like I'm putting on a bit of a show. So, I wear the tank and bring the whole business back to a smidgen of cleavage.

People on the bus will look at me like I'm a dirty trollop. Girls on the street with cheeks hanging out of their shorts will look at me like I'm a strumpet. HOW DARE YOU, LEAH!!!!!!
You guys, I have to bend over for any cleavage to actually be seen. These are not daring shirts in any way shape or have to be standing really close to me to see anything (or sitting next to me).....and yet, HOW DARE YOU, LEAH!!!!!!!!!!!

So, I guess the problem with cleavage is that the skin can be seen clearly.........? Is that the issue? I don't understand.
Like I said, some things I find silly.......other things are totally fascinating, but....sometimes, I just don't understand.