ear's'll open up

I washed clothes in a bucket this morning.  No power of any kind as of noon.  My laptop has a few hours of power left.  And the internet disconnected.  Right in the middle of an email.  I finished reading and commenting on writing exercises so all I’ve got left is the big book.  Maybe I’ll wait a few moments. 

I don’t know who is out in the swamp cooled guard box, probably Youinnis, who must like Fridays because he has to do nothing but watch tv, and that’s alright, I can cook, I still have onion, garlic and cucumbers.  oh and how about some pistachios in the pasta, sounds good.

7.44pm

A holiday is almost done, 12 hours from now we’ll be in the classroom waiting for my two remaining students.  On Monday they’ll take their final exam, 36 hours complete. 

Agnes Dei my goodness, I have to turn down the pc speakers I borrowed from a classroom.  I’ll take sacred music when it echoes through a cathedral.  Joe Wise was good for a song. 

but I’ll take this

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rOjHhS5MtvAhttps://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rOjHhS5MtvA

A little Beethoven 9 from Chicago to help finish the day off.  And I need that real good cough ya know, but not the kind that pulls muscles in rib cages, just a good hack and my ear’s’ll open up. 

So, what were the highlights to your three day holiday in the house.  I am glad there is a yard to pace around.  I listened to children playing in the street.  All homes here have 12 feet high or more walls.  Getting food from the men here was thoughtful and appreciated.  Tonite younnis came into the kitchen and offered his bowl of pureed something but I showed him my water boiling and pasta and I did take a chunk of his bread which I still have and may eat tonite or have it for breakfast. 

9:48pm

Fezel came by and I think he liked Beethoven, but not for 90 minutes so I switched to the music videos I’ve been watching perhaps somewhat too much of until we finished with Gul Pandra and her music from Peshwar. 

One new thing I enjoyed this weekend was fruit and creamy yogurt called ‘mest-eh’.  I still have five  pomegranate chunks after we ate two watching No Doubt and Steven Tyler.  I think it's lights out.