San Fran, Grandma and Food in My Teeth

I wrote this on May 15th and was just processing on the computer seeing where my thoughts would go…

I’m easily distracted, slightly ADD, and
more then a little blog, text message, Facebook and Twitter obsessed.
I just learned how to Tweet from my cell phone and have been going
crazy with updates all day long. By the way you can follow me at
MorganKMcKeown and I want to follow you as well.

Right now I can’t get online, and it’s
probably good for me. I’m forced to actually write an update instead
of reading everyone else’s. I’m at my Aunt and Uncle’s in Clovis,
CA, getting ready to celebrate my Grandma’s 85^th birthday
tomorrow. All they have here is dialup which I tried to navigate but
after waiting 20 min for one page to pop up, I gave up.

Today during the drive from San
Franscisco to Fresno, while Molly napped next to me, I was thinking
about how much I’m excited about right now. I can’t wait to be back
in Swaziland this summer. We have an amazing team. I still can’t
believe that we have ten young adults going this year. I realized that a lot of my Facebook status updates lately start with, “Morgan is excited about…â€�

There is so much that I can’t control
about the trip, which is a good thing for my relationship with God.
I can’t control fundraising, ticket prices, team dynamics, stuff that
happens in country, etc.. All I can do is pray, get ready and help
the team to prepare as best as possible. It’s funny that one of my
biggest issues is needing to control and one of my favorite things to
do is lead mission trips, which by their very nature put me
completely out of control.

It’s been fun to start to see things
for Swaziland come together. One of my favorite things I get to do
as the leader is read each person’s support letters before they send
them out. I love hearing everyone’s stories. It’s such a joy to see
how God has drawn each team member to Swaziland. Sometimes I get the
pleasure of catching a little glimpse of how their deep passion
intersects with the story God is weaving in Nsoko, Swaziland.

Today was beautiful. Molly and I spent
last night in San Fran with Lynette who was on B Squad for the World
Race, so we traveled together a lot in 2007. After waking up we went
straight to Philz coffee. I have yet to find anything comparable in
San Diego. The coffee flavors are so rich and perfect. Every sip is
like a firework in your mouth, bold, intense, creamy and sweet in
just the right ratios. I ordered a dark decaf mocha. Since giving
up caffeine I haven’t had anything nearly as good as today’s drink.

After that we went to a sweet street
side doughnut place for Maple Bacon Doughnuts. Talk about starting
the day off right. I might have to work out extra all next week for
that but it was well worth it.

Then we walked all around the Farmers
market down by the water under the Golden Gate Bridge. I loved the
bright colors, slightly fishy smells, and stand after stand of hippy
vegan food. We shared a vegan, veggie rap that was a party in my
mouth. Every bite was amazing, spicy and tart with the perfect
amount of crunch. The only draw back was that the guests at my party
way overstayed their welcome, which has been happening a lot since I
got braces. I managed to get a huge piece of radish lodged between
my front teeth, not my finest moment, but oh well.

Lynette and Molly are all people who I
want to give all my effort to and yet being with them is never an
effort. Some people you have to work to be around, say the right
things and keep the conversation moving. With Molly, Lynette, and
Arvin, Lynette’s boyfriend who I got to meet today, it’s easy just to
be. No effort required. I love those types of friendships and am so
grateful for their presence in my life.