Wednesday, June 5, 2013

Stories

                Ok, yesterday we fixed up the solar dryer. By we, I mean Adam did most of the work and I walked in towards the end and helped fix the drying trays. The solar dryer does look a lot better now though. It’s a good thing too because we are almost ready to put it to work for the rest of the summer. Adam went to Lilongwe last night to get his visa renewed and we asked him to get us some stuff for our run this week and he’s coming back with Dr. Johnston who flew in last night and he also has some stuff for us that we are really excited to get like peelers and a mandolin. The power was out for a long time yesterday so it really wasn’t a productive day.
                Something I did forget to talk about though in over the weekend at the Indian restaurant I started telling my famous princess stories. It was really strange because when I was telling the Princess Blossom story, everybody was looking at me and listening, it was weird. Then I started making up my Princess Buttercup story and nobody was really paying at really close attention so it was actually a lot more like a usually tell those stories. The best part is that I actually finished it! It’s really long and elaborate but you know, it happens.
                Oh! Something else excited happened yesterday. Nicolle had a lizard in her room yesterday and usually when we have problems with animals we call Whitney because she’s like Steve Irwin. She was busy doing some stuff for Dr. Johnston’s project so she was unavailable and Nicolle and Camille were on their own. Emily and watched and tried not to get in the way. It was funny to watch them corner him and then he would run away right before Nicolle would make her move with the box she was going to trap him in. Eventually, Camille got him under the box but we had no way to move him. So they tore off a flap on the box to put under the lizard and they box picked up the box and ran to the back door to throw him out. We are girls. What can I say?

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