Today we started off in a good mood, but as the humidity got heavier, everyone's mood soured a little bit. The kids ran around, Maxim on her bicycle and Noah in his plastic car, while I worked on the last window. The neighbors across the street had a yard sale and Marcela bought their wooden file cabinet. This led to a flurry of changes in the house as piles that used to rest on the kitchen counter got moved into the new file cabinet on the second floor, and other things were moved so that the counter next to the stove can be used for food preparation instead of bill storage. Piece by piece, things are findng their place here in the house. This afternoon Sarah and Diego with their daughters Laura and Julia, and Hugo and Carina, with their daughter Micaela and son Arron, came for dinner. We made pizzas and empanadas, sauted vegatables and homemade salsa, plus I barbequed some sausages, chorizo pan. We tried to eat outside, but the skies would not cooperate, so we moved into the kitchen. We ate like it was a feast and the kids played around. So much Spanish (Diego, Hugo, and Carina are from Argentina, Sarah is fluent in Spanish) is good for my ears. It reminds me of what I do know of the language and puts me in the mind of Buenos Aires, which is a good mind to be in.
The windows are finally scraped. I finished just after 1:00 p.m. today. I started to sand, but Marcela said it was keeping Noah awake during his nap time, so I'll save that messy job for tomorrow. Marcela is looking out the window on the left in this shot. Maxim and Noah are brushing their teeth and I am putting the last of the garbage outside. We like our house. We like the people we have met since moving here. The rest of the houses on our side of the block are covered in plastic. We are stripping down to wood.
Today we started off in a good mood, but as the humidity got heavier, everyone's mood soured a little bit. The kids ran around, Maxim on her bicycle and Noah in his plastic car, while I worked on the last window. The neighbors across the street had a yard sale and Marcela bought their wooden file cabinet. This led to a flurry of changes in the house as piles that used to rest on the kitchen counter got moved into the new file cabinet on the second floor, and other things were moved so that the counter next to the stove can be used for food preparation instead of bill storage. Piece by piece, things are findng their place here in the house. This afternoon Sarah and Diego with their daughters Laura and Julia, and Hugo and Carina, with their daughter Micaela and son Arron, came for dinner. We made pizzas and empanadas, sauted vegatables and homemade salsa, plus I barbequed some sausages, chorizo pan. We tried to eat outside, but the skies would not cooperate, so we moved into the kitchen. We ate like it was a feast and the kids played around. So much Spanish (Diego, Hugo, and Carina are from Argentina, Sarah is fluent in Spanish) is good for my ears. It reminds me of what I do know of the language and puts me in the mind of Buenos Aires, which is a good mind to be in. 
The windows are finally scraped. I finished just after 1:00 p.m. today. I started to sand, but Marcela said it was keeping Noah awake during his nap time, so I'll save that messy job for tomorrow. Marcela is looking out the window on the left in this shot. Maxim and Noah are brushing their teeth and I am putting the last of the garbage outside. We like our house. We like the people we have met since moving here. The rest of the houses on our side of the block are covered in plastic. We are stripping down to wood.
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