Tuesday, May 29, 2012
The gifts
Monday, May 28, 2012
Memorial Day
After a rocky weekend that resulted in my yarking on myself, I'm working from home today. Memorial Day is not celebrated here, they have very few holidays here. However, I have plenty to do. Paperwork, emails, and packing. Lots of packing.
Sunday, I spent recovering from the what I'll refer to as "the debacle" on Saturday until about 2:30. Forced myself to get up and get ready to meet my team at N's house. OMG, I was dragging, not feeling well at ALL! But, I made it and rallied. A few glasses of wine and I was feeling great! I was a little concerned there for a while. N, T and D prepared a wonderful meal of lamb, new potatoes, bread, slads and just about anything you wanted to drink. N's house is so unique, his wife is very creative. I should have taken some pictures. Oh well. Also, M and her hubby G joined us, it was a really fun afternoon. Got in around 9:30 pm.
Now, I'll tell you about "the debacle". (EARMUFFS, PARENTS) Went to a party at one of the other ISPs house Saturday night. I'd eaten a light lunch that day and went shopping at the bazaar with M and Yore. So, I get to the party at 5pm. Promptly start drinking beer. They were making food, but by that time I was in no mood to eat....but I had some salad and a piece of steak. Then, the tequila was brought out. THEN, after that, I had some vodka with the drivers. (Who were not on duty, btw.) The last thing I remember was sitting on the couch playing with the music and the next thing I know I'm waking up in a puddle. NOT GOOD. headed to the bathroom, cleaned myself up and went to hide in a back room. Finally, later that morning emerged to slink out of the house and catch a cab home. Nobody there knew what I had done until I got up the first time. Thankfully, they don't really care and were more concerned that I was okay, which I was...just mortified. You have no idea how much they drink until you participate. Everytime I turned around I was handed a shot glass. Oh well, it's not a good assignment until you embarass yourself.
Finally, the mosquitos here are brutal. They leave large red welts on me that itch like no tomorrow. They like my arms and feet. I even have a bite on the palm of my hand.....
Sunday, I spent recovering from the what I'll refer to as "the debacle" on Saturday until about 2:30. Forced myself to get up and get ready to meet my team at N's house. OMG, I was dragging, not feeling well at ALL! But, I made it and rallied. A few glasses of wine and I was feeling great! I was a little concerned there for a while. N, T and D prepared a wonderful meal of lamb, new potatoes, bread, slads and just about anything you wanted to drink. N's house is so unique, his wife is very creative. I should have taken some pictures. Oh well. Also, M and her hubby G joined us, it was a really fun afternoon. Got in around 9:30 pm.
Now, I'll tell you about "the debacle". (EARMUFFS, PARENTS) Went to a party at one of the other ISPs house Saturday night. I'd eaten a light lunch that day and went shopping at the bazaar with M and Yore. So, I get to the party at 5pm. Promptly start drinking beer. They were making food, but by that time I was in no mood to eat....but I had some salad and a piece of steak. Then, the tequila was brought out. THEN, after that, I had some vodka with the drivers. (Who were not on duty, btw.) The last thing I remember was sitting on the couch playing with the music and the next thing I know I'm waking up in a puddle. NOT GOOD. headed to the bathroom, cleaned myself up and went to hide in a back room. Finally, later that morning emerged to slink out of the house and catch a cab home. Nobody there knew what I had done until I got up the first time. Thankfully, they don't really care and were more concerned that I was okay, which I was...just mortified. You have no idea how much they drink until you participate. Everytime I turned around I was handed a shot glass. Oh well, it's not a good assignment until you embarass yourself.
Finally, the mosquitos here are brutal. They leave large red welts on me that itch like no tomorrow. They like my arms and feet. I even have a bite on the palm of my hand.....
Sunday, May 27, 2012
So wonderful
Saturday, May 26, 2012
Friday, May 25, 2012
Local uzbeki artist and my good friend
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