First we found Barfy hamburger patties. Now we've encountered Faty: edible bovine cooking fat. You can't say there's not truth in advertising here in Argentina :-)
For everything you lose, there is something you gain
(On day 34 of her conjunctivitus, Annette happily reads the
largest font sized book in our house, Calvin and Hobbes)
People who can hear commonly assume that they listen but, although related, hearing and listening are two different activities. As so often happens, something had to be taken away from me before I seriously contemplated what I have and what I lack. I’m a visual learner—spoken words slip off my mind while written words have a greater chance of sinking in—but I didn’t realize just how much I favor my eyes over my ears until I had a long bout of viral conjuctivitus. I thought the swollen, itchy, oozy stage was the worst part, until my vision became clouded. Now that I can barely read or write and it’s tiresome to observe the world around me or to look at anything on a screen, I realize that these make up the vast majority of my daily activities. (Click here for more of what I learned)
If you're curious about this malady, scroll down.
If you're more on the squeamish side, scroll up, now, quickly.
Images from the Last Few Days
We carry a camera to remember interesting or beautiful
sights when we're walking around town.
I'm undecided as to whether my favorite one is
"16-dogs on a leash" or the "plastic-bag-hat lady"
(click on photos to enlarge)
Annette ran a 5K this weekend along with
our Scottish friend, Karen Tigar,
and 3000 other women.
If you're wondering what they're all doing in the
top pics, it's the pre-race aerobic warm-up.