An Average Day

So I thought I would give family and friends afar a taste in the life of Misha. Here is an average few days:


Tuesday a few weeks back: I wake up at 5:55 am (ahh so not a morning person, this is the worst part of my day) take the train a few stops then to save time grab a cab! (so worth the 7 bucks!) And I go to work at a a hip Upper West Side Cafe, which was ranked top 10 in the nation, Joe , finally make it to one degree of separation for those of you who know the game 6 degrees of separation to Kevin Bacon-well I recently arrived and only regret that I didn't high five him and say yea I made it!) Well anyhow then head down to Soho to a coffee lab where I sat with a few Brooklyn Hipster Coworkers taking a coffee test-really a coffee test, I mean I work in coffee but I rarely drink it!


Then I head home for a special traditional birthday dinner for Umu who just turned 20, who I mentored with the IRC for two years (Mike prepared the meal that night, earning over a million points in my love bank or is it love tank--we just read a book that talks about love tanks-thanks Dynamic Marriage!). Then the next morning I wake up and go meet the Timsina family's parents, who have just arrived from living in a refugee camp in Nepal for 20 years-after being forced from their home in Bhutan by the ruling party. On the way up to the Bronx, we all sat together on the train and to our delight enjoyed a performance by four young men that proceeded to do back flips and hip hop moves for 5 minutes while in transit, all without so much as even brisking a passengers hair.



Impressive, and to give perspective, I can't even stand on the train without holding something and to think they beboped their way around so gracefully!


Then we arrive at their new home. Surrounded by my adopted Bhutanese family the Timsina's, drinking the afternoon's tea and eating a huge helping of Batsmati rice and curried vegtables, I am on a grand adventure, yet at home. Then I race downtown where I meet Mike and head to our Dynamic Marriage class, where we of course, talk and talk with friends after. Then we grab unlimited toppings at Pink Berry, which always include strawberries and gummy bears, then head home and fall asleep to the empire state building twinkling in my window.


And when I look back on this 48 hour breath in time, I just love how random and yet not random God is...to think I am meeting stars, hanging out with hipsters- me the lone Christian-then to share life with people from around the world, Africa and Bhutan, all while enjoying the sights of this great city and sharing this with the love of my life! Ahh...New York I love you!