Why does everyone want to GARDEN?!?

Finally, a bit of work. I feel like I have a purpose when there is work to be done. Today, Juan Carlos is trusting me enough to cook lunch ALL BY MYSELF. Mostly, I doubt myself more when i sense that other people are doubting me. I don't blame him though, for being a good experienced cook who likes to eat well. I am merely a 20 year old nina who can only prepare a few different dishes such as carne asada that will bring a grown man to tears, and gazpacho. Both very time consuming.

after lunch, i will go finish planting in the garden and then do a bit of weeding. It is funny when everything new is exciting. like i recall one of my first posts i was raving the bread and meat sandwhich called a "bocadillo" which now I am just sick of them because they are everywhere and not nearly as enchanting as i imagined or as it appeared so in the beginning. that whole thing eventually evolved into "who's arm do i have to break around here to get a vegetable!!! MADRE MIA!!"

Out here in the sticks, there is not much to do. I am finishing a book called Dona Barbara by Romulo Gallegos. I get the gist of it, but it is also written with many words of a venezuelan dialect so many references go over my head. It is famous because it is the first book in latin american literature with an evilllll female protagonist. It presents the question of "is it possible to civilze the barbaric?" which is interesting, when i think about how now a days we like to think of how civilized and cultured we are yet day in, day out there are instances of the ugly barbarishness from which we came.

For example, last night on the news they showed a security film of a woman in a new york psychiatric ward who went in to recieve help for her illness and she was in there waiting all day. eventually she began convulsing on the floor and PEOPLE JUST SAT THERE. THEY JUST SAT THERE. nothing. I was outraged and disgusted. I believe she died because no one helped her even though there were others waiting in the room with her, the security gaurd even came in. I am sure that was in the news in america too, but i do not know if they played a lengthy video of the woman and her actions throughout the day. Spanish censorship will be a topic for another day as well.

They also have lots of books in the house, in spanish and english. Next I plan to read "Lets open a bottle" it will be quicker written in english. it is about the history and revolution of various types of spanish wines .

I have also begun working through a classical guitar book I pilfered from my brother, and a few excercises and songs of classical guitar. I can sight read a bit, but it is a slow struggle so hopefully I can improve my skills that way.

My dad always said, "what is boredom. kids?" and in chorus the three of us would chant, "LACK OF IMAGINATION!!!" There are many ways I can keep myself busy, tons of things I can do. the bossman here is surprised that I am never bored. I am actually more bored watching television. because I never watch it i notice it turns me into this lifeless zombie staring at the screen, like a child in front of the tele-nanny, sitting legscrossed two feet from the screen jaw dangling to the floor.

i am excited to go hiking on the senda del oso. it used to be the old railway from the franco era when this valley was big on minerals and such. not anymore, they paved it over and its more of just a walking trail, very easy and safe.

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