Josie (7), and the newest (yah!!) addition to our family: Rehema (9 mo)

I've decided this will be my image blog.  To read my thoughts, visit my myspace page...somewhere on the web...hold on... ok, go to: myspace.com and search under "find a friend" for Christina Hope (display name).  But don't stay too long!  Myspace is evil.  First it will entice you with hours and hours of endless searching... searching... searching... at your fingertips.  Then it will tempt you with instant fame and popularity- you can build your great image of gold as your fingers fly and your mouth perfects its munching techniques and the fat on your thighs coagulates.  Then you will be ejected into cyber space- anyone's for the taking.  Your new "friends" will flatter you; their "invites" will tantalize you.  They're "new messages" will lift you from the pit of your dejection, and give you a reason to get up in the morning.  But who are these cyber friends?  What does their "profile" reveal about the person?  Would you want to spend a day with them, in their lives?  What pain are we so afraid of that we can't initiate a conversation with a stranger on the street, but we can pour our hearts to anyone on the web?  Give it a few more years and we won't even need people- just a computer screen, keyboard, internet access, and a really big comfy chair.  I sense elation in your posture- the concurrent anticipation of discovery and the ultimate slothfulness.  Hm.  Thought: I'm reminded of the movie Seven.  Excellent movie.  Ominous. 

If I were you, I'd do as I say (but not as I do..).

My reveared older brother and his impregnated wife- it's due sometime this summer

Children of Africa

Me and my best friend Natalie who spent a year traveling through Kenya, India, and London with me

Take a guess...

You try hiking up the African highlands on crutches!!

the residential law-enforcement quad

I really don't know...points for the most interesting explanation

Making friends...

"yeah, you want me" 

How many men does it take to lift a land rover out of a ditch? 

Rate this kiss!

My brother has dreams to do this across Africa!

Princess Josie- she didn't get the attitude from me!

My nephew, Jack.

London!  That throbbing hub of cultures, fashion, history, languages, and double deckers. And it's all mine for the taking- on the eve of the next schoolyear anyway.  I'm not just a world traveler; I am becoming a true international.  Yes, the world recalls Christina Rainsford as one would a fondly remembered dream: here and gone again... 

Smart cars make me so happy

...only in Africa...

My brother's in there somewhere...they'd make their way across the Sahara like that if they could...my heros!