12:30pm Seems early for lunch unless you've been awake since 4am.
Time to try this famous dhal I've waited all day for -- sauteed spinach (from the store, strangely stalky, nothing like our spinach but only 400c: less than a dollar.) I'm going to hope and assume people chop & use the stalks too since that's the bulk of the bag. Rinse repeatedly. It does cook up bright green to add to the onion and lentils ...
My first home-cooked meal in Costa Rica!
(if you don't count all that toast & jam which I left behind at Vista Verde Hostel.)
A bird has landed on my livingroom railing. A fawn colored dove. Just resting, his previous many attempts at perching on a nearby palm leaf were just embarrassing. I averted my eyes so he wouldn't feel like a klutz.
It's still raining but just mizzling. If I want to go out, what do I wear that can be completely wet and still bike-able? The brown, gauzy sundress that I just bought for 4 bucks is AWFUL it turns out. (Mortified to see, now that I have a mirror, what I've been wearing in public for a week.) It's a sack -- loose & cool in this weather but the size, color, and shape of a HEFTY trashbag, just not as sexy.
I'm puffy and pale with red blotches from burns and bites and tree thorns. (Those huge scratches are still up my arm.) Where is the Beach Hotness?
Late afternoon, still no sheets from Denise. (One thought is that Sylvia, who helps around the house, is shy enough that she's waiting for me to go out before she leaves them.) There's maybe an hour of light left before full dark. 3 good sized geckoes have arrived - good, Eat Up the bugs. The largest is making a quiet ticking noise & moving his tail in a way I've never seen. He might be thinking of sexing up the female but she's not as impressed with this idea, based on her speed. So he lifts his tail like a horse and drops something 12 feet to the tile floor. "Pal, that may be where you're losing her." Now all the tiny ants will invade in one long chain to work on the dropping for hours. *sigh* I just swept these floors inside and out.
If I take the ipod and meditate with the bedroom door closed, maybe Sylvia will come...
It worked!
Hey Sarah! I'm getting a kick out of your adventures. But you're falling a bit behind. Where are you? How are you?
ReplyDeleteBTW, you need to write a book if you aren't already. You have the wit and talent for it!