it's hot hot hot (3/5/03)
oh lordy is it hot. high 90's in the beginning of march. what is going on?!?! i now know why people wear long clothing that covers them up from head to toe in middle eastern countries...that's the only way to survive. so i wear this huge shawl made of thin thin fabric the covers my entire body...and miraculously i stay cool. i look like a hardcore muslim. or course this doesn't keep me from being drenched in sweat and i hear it only gets worse. lucky for me, i will be spending spring break in cape verde, chilln on the beach, listening to portuguese floating in the breeze (it's considerably cooler there), and snorkling. oh goody goody.
what else is going on in life? hmmm, just had art class. as with everything artistic, i always seem to bite off more than i can chew. i didn't calculate the difficulty in attaching real sheep horns to a plaster of paris mask. however, with a wood stick, a whole bunch of wire (glad i got my tetanus shot), and the patience of a gazelle (do gazelles have patience), i managed to create an awesome mask that is nowhere near to being finished. it looks like overtime on this one. that's not a bad way to spend my day however.
speaking of horns, dmbe, the maid, (and no that is not a typo...that's my attempt to spell her name phonetically) is not a big fan of them. i was walking around the house with them, looking for a plastic sack. everytime i came near her she would run away. she screamed once. this is a grown woman mind u. i guess it's not everyday habit to cut off the horns of ur ritual sacrifice, soak them in bleach, and carry them around for an art project. she did give me a plastic sack, though.
as for other matters, i realized i have the coolest family. saturday i planned a little get together at my house, offering food to entice all my friends to come over. no one wants to make the long trip out to the airport. when the 12 of us showed up, the whole family was there, friends of theirs, and a camera crew. when yaay (that's the wolof word for mom) said she was gonna videotape, i thought she meant the family camcorder...no no no. so we had three hours of a camera crew taping us eating...some good ceebu jen (fish and rice), let me tell u, dancing...my sisters and their friends taught us how to dance so that we don't embarass ourselves when we go clubbing, making fataya...it's a pastry, u must try, etc. i'm sending the video home to the parents...happy bday mom. everyone had a wonderful time...but is completely exhausted. i then went directly to a friend's house where i received 3 more hours of dance lessons from the women in the house (this was after my 3 hour dance class that morning), and then to another friend's house for a nuit blanche...which is a slumber party, where i stayed up til 8 am before catching the car rapide home. i was comatose sunday. then, yesterday, i went to a naming ceremony. didn't even see the baby, but ate tons and tons of ceebu yapp (lamb with rice). don't want to think about eating. haven't recovered. and watched the women dance in their boubous. that is the traditional dress.
while on the topic of food...that tends to me what my life revolves around, i'm planning to cook for the family this weekend. i figured it would be no big deal, make some of my famous biriyani, the only thing i ever cook...but everyone keeps teasing me about my cooking. they think i'm gonna poison them or something. hehe. now i really have to do a good job...and for those of you who heard about my brother's birthday cookies i sent him a couple years ago, this could be a problem. may the force be with me.
i'm sure there's a lot of other stuff i could talk about but i think the screen is melting from the heat. so i'll sign off. but stay tuned next time, same bat time, same bat place.
ciao ciao
maya
what else is going on in life? hmmm, just had art class. as with everything artistic, i always seem to bite off more than i can chew. i didn't calculate the difficulty in attaching real sheep horns to a plaster of paris mask. however, with a wood stick, a whole bunch of wire (glad i got my tetanus shot), and the patience of a gazelle (do gazelles have patience), i managed to create an awesome mask that is nowhere near to being finished. it looks like overtime on this one. that's not a bad way to spend my day however.
speaking of horns, dmbe, the maid, (and no that is not a typo...that's my attempt to spell her name phonetically) is not a big fan of them. i was walking around the house with them, looking for a plastic sack. everytime i came near her she would run away. she screamed once. this is a grown woman mind u. i guess it's not everyday habit to cut off the horns of ur ritual sacrifice, soak them in bleach, and carry them around for an art project. she did give me a plastic sack, though.
as for other matters, i realized i have the coolest family. saturday i planned a little get together at my house, offering food to entice all my friends to come over. no one wants to make the long trip out to the airport. when the 12 of us showed up, the whole family was there, friends of theirs, and a camera crew. when yaay (that's the wolof word for mom) said she was gonna videotape, i thought she meant the family camcorder...no no no. so we had three hours of a camera crew taping us eating...some good ceebu jen (fish and rice), let me tell u, dancing...my sisters and their friends taught us how to dance so that we don't embarass ourselves when we go clubbing, making fataya...it's a pastry, u must try, etc. i'm sending the video home to the parents...happy bday mom. everyone had a wonderful time...but is completely exhausted. i then went directly to a friend's house where i received 3 more hours of dance lessons from the women in the house (this was after my 3 hour dance class that morning), and then to another friend's house for a nuit blanche...which is a slumber party, where i stayed up til 8 am before catching the car rapide home. i was comatose sunday. then, yesterday, i went to a naming ceremony. didn't even see the baby, but ate tons and tons of ceebu yapp (lamb with rice). don't want to think about eating. haven't recovered. and watched the women dance in their boubous. that is the traditional dress.
while on the topic of food...that tends to me what my life revolves around, i'm planning to cook for the family this weekend. i figured it would be no big deal, make some of my famous biriyani, the only thing i ever cook...but everyone keeps teasing me about my cooking. they think i'm gonna poison them or something. hehe. now i really have to do a good job...and for those of you who heard about my brother's birthday cookies i sent him a couple years ago, this could be a problem. may the force be with me.
i'm sure there's a lot of other stuff i could talk about but i think the screen is melting from the heat. so i'll sign off. but stay tuned next time, same bat time, same bat place.
ciao ciao
maya
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