2 posts in one day......DIACHE!!

This is my nine year old best friend. She keeps me sane.

Kids doing handstands on the sidewalk in Ocoa. They were taking a break from their shoe-shining jobs.

These are a little old, but I stole them from somebody. The first one is of all of the PCVs that came with me in September. I believe this was taken a few hours before swearing in. We've lost two since then. The second is of us swearing in. It was pouring. You can see a bit of my forehead on the left.

Home.....i guess

Ok, here are pictures of my current site. From the top: This is my host familia's casita. The small window on the right is for my tiny room. ; My backyard. My host dad had recently planted habichuelas (beans).; This is my latrine. I always had to pass this pig on the way to do my business. I started calling him Easter and sadly, he was killed early Thursday (3/20) for Easter weekend. ; The kitchen. Yes, it's a separate from the house. That's a lechoza (papaya) tree on the left (great for digestion); This is the only faucet we have for the house. Almost every house in the community has one of these outside (the ones who do not have to use a neighbor's or go to the river). The water "comes" for a few hours a day and we have to fill up big trash cans around the house.

Estoy viva!

I'm sorry. It has been over two months since since my last confession er....blog. Sadly, I have nothing interesting to write. I completed interviewing the women of my community and reported the results of my diagnostic at the health and water 3 month in service training. Everyone in my sector presented and thus I was able to compare my site with others. You know how people say ignorance is bliss? That's how I feel about PC sometimes. It's hard to explain, but the 3 month IST just made me depressed about my community. Oh well, I'm talking to my director on Monday. I'll let you all know what conclusions we come up with.

As far as other stuff goes....
I have a lot of mice in my house. They decide to have fiesta time between the hours of 1am-5am and it drives me nuts. Not only that, it grosses me out so much. My don puts out poison in my room, but I swear the mice are just getting fatter. The small mice seem to die easiest. Sometimes, I'll walk into my room in the middle of the day and step on a carcass. Thankfully I always wear shoes in the house. I plan to buy a cat once I move out on my own.

My best friend in my site is 9 years old. We have whistle wars. She comes over wearing some kind of hot pink or electric green conjunto and a 1950s Chrismas caroler hat (it's furry with a feather on the side) and we whistle. It's funny because neither of us can whistle so we're essentially just making funny faces and spitting on each other. She likes to look at the magazines people send me from home. I happen to have an American Cheerleader mag that I thought she would love because there's pictures of girls her age doing cool cheer tricks. I have to admit that she was not impressed. It's cool, I still took pictures of her looking through it. I'll post those some other time.

My mom is coming to visit in about 7 weeks! WAHOO! So, which one of you is next? Yes, I will pressure you into visiting. I mean, I live in the Caribbean. That trumps the whole mice issue, right?

Well, I think this is it for now. I'll post some pictures next time and I promise it'll be soon.