Since about thanksgiving or so it’s been awful hectic out here. First off, a few random observations:
I really like how so many songs, in particular men’s songs, focus on talking about how much you love your mother. Even the modern rap music mostly is about loving your mom. That and men in general seem to sing beautifully. And women, but the men sound very full and round, almost operatic, and this is men of all ages.
Secondly, I do not like how when I first go outside now I have to not breath in too deeply at first, cuz the cold air makes me cough.
I learned how to properly play poker (texas hold’em) last weekend. I haven’t won any pots yet, but I have to admit my yahtzee experience is helping bigtime in figuring out hands. Unfortunately my first successful poker experience involved me also eventually falling down and putting a hole through my jeans and long underwear, not to mention scraping my knee pretty thoroughly. It’s still purple now, but I hope it’s good by Monday as that is the first day of the indoor soccer league Jason here is organizing. It can’t be any worse than volleyball, and I need exercise, so I’m looking forward to running around.
Thanksgiving dinner was awesome! I didn’t kill the chickens but I helped pluck and gut them. Overall I would say that it’s not worth killing and eating chickens here if it takes at least an hour to prep them. We had everything I said we’d have and more…in particular we ended up making a banana cream/pudding pie with a decent meringue and shredded coconut. Meringue should only be made by hand if you have at least 5 people present so that you can share the beating job. Anyway, we ate by 7pm and then rested a bit, then ate again, then ate again the next day the remainder of the leftovers, so we’re following some of those Thanksgiving traditions, like being so full after the first round that I had to lay on the ground and rest a bit. Jen makes buttermilk biscuits that are awesome, so I need to watch her some more to improve my rolled/cut biscuits. I’ve been told that we’re technically high altitude, so maybe that’s why my biscuits don’t turn out well, but that’s always been the case regardless of altitude.
This past work week has been amazingly hectic. I’m editing a 100+ page report, finishing coding the qualitative responses to a DV survey, turning in a UNFPA distance ed adolescent sexual and reproductive health course, random other normal work, and had two Mongolian lessons to boot. With this being a 4-day week (but really more like a 6, as I’m working today with supporting a training, and tomorrow with the disabled children’s society) I’m already pooped. And last night we had a MDG (Millennium Development Goal) contest amongst college students, and I didn’t know what I was getting myself into. This was no mere quiz contest – there seemed to be three “events,” including musical/dance show about the MDGs, dramatic interpretation of MDGs, and a quiz section. Each team competed in each event and it ran from 4 to 8. I’m sure there was the usual drama about ballot-stuffing, etc
but the judges were prominent local people so it looked very legit.
World AIDS day is today, but due to logistical shenanigans here Stacey and I (and others) are making it into a World AIDS month…at least yesterday all the invited guests, judges, and announces were bedecked with the ribbons Stacey made, and a couple people are wearing them at the training today too. Bleh.
Anyway, gotta run – going to now post this at the post office, then run back to do more work and maybe eat lunch. Pictures of dinner, etc., really are coming eventually when I get a chance to breathe.
Tags: cold, singing, thanksgiving, work