wig!

Reporting from Ketchikan:
Tawny, Natalia, Abby, and myself are housed out together in a big ol' log cabin. Rocky II is on (Natalia loves it, Tawny hates it), Abby is still asleep, and I'm doing what I love most, blogging.

Our housing situation is one of the better, but also one of the more interesting... Yesterday morning, I mentioned something about how I hate hair, and that I'd rather just not have it. Our "housing mom" interrupted, "Well, you could be like me and wear a wig. I just fluff it up every morning."
Aww... Poor ol' lady. Later on, she made her husband put the pizza in the oven because she "didn't want her hair to melt."
The family also has a very quiet Autistic son. However, we have been told to be cautious because he cannot tell the difference between guys and girls, so he may just walk in the bathroom while its occupied. -We were told not to be afraid...

As for softball, we played one game in the rain yesterday. We won, 5-12.