Double the Stuff, Double the Fun.

Kendra just got here today, and I'm so excited! I'm using her computer and just realized my fingers have to readjust to using a US keyboard because the buttons are a little different down here and I had to get used to that.. It's cool that Kendra is here, mostly because I love this girl, but also because now there is stuff in the apartment and it looks like people are actually living here, haha. AND she brought me some double stuff oreos, genious.

So I finished my work for the week today at the farm. I love the farm. My dad made a joke that it's funny that I love working on the farm because I used to bitch about mowing the grass... but the two tasks are worlds apart. Grass keeps coming back, no matter what, and doesn't do anything. Growing things you can eat and sell, and that need to be nurtured and watched over, that's different. Plus, I get to work with other people and learn about how to grow food in an urban setting, something I find fascinating. And then, if I recall correctly, I don't think I really complained about mowing the lawn, because I think I kind of liked it, I think I just complained because, at the time, I felt I should have been paid to do it. But anyway, dad, I digress. I went out with some of the kids from the farm over the weekend and it was fun, and it's like anything-when you go out with someone and see each other in weekend mode, it's always fun to see them in "work" mode later. Jokes become funnier and you know something about each other that you didn't before. That night was actually really funny but I can't divulge everything...

I forgot to mention that I met a puppy at La Juanita the other day. The night they got robbed a little baby mutt wandered in, so they're keeping it along with a few other strays they've taken in. They told me that there was a kid from the US that found a puppy in the same way, named him, and ended up taking him home... then I thought how delighted would my mom be if I brought a puppy home... then really, how elated Michael would be if I brought my new little chico back to NY... but reality has to strike. It's hard enough getting a South American person into my country, let alone a dog, and how much all his shots would be. But anyway, he's really cute.

The week is officially over now, and Semana Santa begins. Tomorrow, most people don't work and then only die-hards will work on good Friday, and I get the feeling there aren't too many die hards. On a day of such great sacrifice, how could you even think of going to work? I'll be showing my appreciation with a drink in hand, dancing til the sun comes up. Thank you, Jesus, for making all of this possible! Seriously though, I'm not trying to be a heathen, but think about how much partying comes out of Christian holidays... How much we spend and drink during the Christmas holidays, and the whole Carnaval thing before Lent, mimosas until you forget where you hid the eggs on Easter Sunday, ya know? Whatever, I'm done with that.

To Michael, Drew, and Sam-thanks so much for all the stuff you sent! I now have a bunch of cute clothes so I don't look like a punk rocker when I go out dancing. It was like an early Easter full of presents when kendra unpacked her bag today. It's so nice to have some company in the apartment, someone to drink mate with and talk to on the balcony! Now I don't have to flirt with the people in the hotels across the street, haha.