The endless excitement of development work

So I m writing this to tell two stories but first I will have to get you caught up on my life. I went to the most touristy beach in peru. It was not all that it is cracked up to be. It was like spring break, and cost like it too. Which is fine when you earn money in the US but when you are in the Peace Corps it is a little harsh on the old pocket book. My work looks to be making head way. I have huge meeting today were I will present all of my projects for the up coming year. So if I get funding it sould be really a great year, if not I will continue the search.

Okay first the first is the resault of the second. I told my grandma about the second story and she told me this gem of a tail. Now if you dont know my grandma is 87 can not see, walk, or think really well. She is amazing and full of life all the same.

My housekeeper told me one day that my grandma was smelling really bad. I mean really bad. My grandma told her it was probably because she wet herself. My housekeeper, Rose did not believe that was the case, but it is kind of caste like in my house so she did not say anything. The next day a chicken got satuck under my grandmother's bed. When Rosa went down to get it out the smell returned, and it had grown. She told my grandma she was smelling then same thing as the day before. After a descusion they norrowed it down to two things Rosa's upper lip or my grandmotyher's feet. So Rosa took her shoes off. The smell increase (Rosa told me later se had to leave the room and gag). On my grandmother's toe was what appeared to be a foot leg of some sort. Rosa washed her feet, and thaught it was all over. It was not. The smell was still there. So she looked in the shoe. Eureka! It was a toad carcas. The toad was in the shoe a few days before when my grandma had put them on, and as you might of guessed she killed it. I do not know what you do not feel something the size of a baseball in your shoe, but if thier is some one one the planet who would not it is my grandma. We all had a good laugh and my grandma once again explained to me was old.

So as I mentioned this was all braught on because I had told them a story. A tale of my sitemate Heather and I earlier in the day. Now to be fair I should say that Heather and I are shameless with each other. I mean literally thier is nothing that we do not talk about. NOTHING! So I had been telling here about how many mice live in my room. I am all about mice or whatever but the little (Explicative)s keep me up all night. I try to kill them and they hide in these holes they have dug in my dirt floor. My grandma told me to pour boiling water in the hole, but I told her it would stink when they died. I was quickly negated because the hole were in dirt and dead animales dont stink when they are in contact with dirt. Go figure. Let continue with the story.

Heather and I were revising a document for a eco-tourism club I I kept smeeling something just aweful. She told me she had gas and thaught that would be that. I kept smelling and she had not let any lose. She tried to convince me that they were really bad. I told her that if her insides smelled like that she needed to go to the doctor. She told me that mice were living under her bed, and it was probably that. So I started to take everything out from underneathe. No luck. So I smelled the matress. I pulled back both of her blankets and took a wiff. It was not there. So I smeelled the blaket. Bingo! Boy did it stick. She told me that her farts had been absorbed into the blanket. Now I should mention that Heather is freaked out by crickets let alone a small fast moving mammal. With the mystery solved she went to make her bed. She seperated the blankets and let lose a blood curdling srceam. She ran at me and started to hit me. All I could do was ask, "Why are you hitting me? What did I do?". She said, "Look, Look at my bed!" So I did. In her bed was a dead mouse. The best part is the mouse had been dead long engough to start to stink. Let me connect the dots. She had been sleeping with a dead mouse in her bed for a few days. Oh the magic. Hope you enjoyed. I will post some pics soon. I have a great idea for a series of black and whites.