Start stuffing dollars under your mattresses, everyone. Today marks new measures being taken against the massive exodus of dollars leaving Argentina - the AFIP will now be checking each and every transaction to buy foreign currency. Before you could make such transactions at an ATM or over the phone, but now you must do so in person at a bank or an exchange agency only. People will be expected to explain the purpose of the exchange - where their dollars will be going, essentially - and are subject to the AFIP's approval. News outlets say that if you claim the money is destined toward a trip abroad or to pay off a debt, approval shouldn't be difficult to obtain. Regardless, it's another drastic measure taken by the Government to control what is believed to be US$20B that has left the country this year alone.
For more information read this article from The Argentina Independent
31 October 2011
Weekend Update
Yikes! It's been a week since my last post - Sorry Charlie. I was a little blah, feeling less than inspired last week so I neglected the bloglet a little too much.
Happy Halloween! Oh how I wish I were in America, with 3 costumes (you obviously need different outfits for each night of the weekend due to all the festivities). BA has gotten on the Halloween train but it's not a full 100% yet. There were quite a few parties on Saturday but not everyone in attendance was in costume. Sorry people but it's actually uncool to go to a Halloween party and not dress up. At least in my world that's how things are done. I drank some orange punch that had fake bugs in it and got bizarre stares from most about my costume. I went as gum under a shoe - wore all hot pink and had my running sneaker on my head. One girl came up to me and was like "I love it! Gum under a shoe!" - I wanted to hug her. The rest of the bar gave me weird stares from afar because I kind of looked semi-normal except for the big Nike sneak tied to my face.
Emily and I got into a fight with two of the dumbest men on the face of the Earth, however. Em dressed up as an Occupy Wall Street protester - both pertinent and easy to do at the last minute. In Spanish they're known as the "Indignados" (from the movement that actually started in Spain but is also used to describe OWS on the news), but Emily's sign was in English. These guys looked at her and asked what she was. After her description - and my "help" of saying that she was an "Indignada" - we were greeted with blank faces and remarks like "You're making that up. That doesn't exist. No one is currently occupying Wall Street" or "You're lying." For some reason I started to give this guy a lesson in current affairs and was feeling pretty good until they said to us "You both are really pretty but damn you're ignorant." OK BUDDY. We bitched them out so fast I almost had a heart attack. It kind of felt good, but not really because I know that there are probably many other stupid jerks like them out there. Sigh.
Sunday we enjoyed the amazing weather and went for a long run up to Palermo. We even managed to sneak into a Doggy Halloween party at the Planetarium! There were so many dachshunds I almost had a seizure. So. Cute. My favorite dog though was the fat English Bulldog named Rufio who snored louder than my Dad and was the most low key, lazy animal of life. God he was ugly but I just wanted to take him home !!
I can't believe it's just a little more than 2 weeks until I'm home for Thanksgiving. Time flies! It's going to be great - Just wish Josey could come with me. I plan on doing lots of Forever21-ing and eating of chipotle hummus. And cuddling with Bella. And going to Patisserie Poupon with Deb.
Happy Halloween! Oh how I wish I were in America, with 3 costumes (you obviously need different outfits for each night of the weekend due to all the festivities). BA has gotten on the Halloween train but it's not a full 100% yet. There were quite a few parties on Saturday but not everyone in attendance was in costume. Sorry people but it's actually uncool to go to a Halloween party and not dress up. At least in my world that's how things are done. I drank some orange punch that had fake bugs in it and got bizarre stares from most about my costume. I went as gum under a shoe - wore all hot pink and had my running sneaker on my head. One girl came up to me and was like "I love it! Gum under a shoe!" - I wanted to hug her. The rest of the bar gave me weird stares from afar because I kind of looked semi-normal except for the big Nike sneak tied to my face.
Emily and I got into a fight with two of the dumbest men on the face of the Earth, however. Em dressed up as an Occupy Wall Street protester - both pertinent and easy to do at the last minute. In Spanish they're known as the "Indignados" (from the movement that actually started in Spain but is also used to describe OWS on the news), but Emily's sign was in English. These guys looked at her and asked what she was. After her description - and my "help" of saying that she was an "Indignada" - we were greeted with blank faces and remarks like "You're making that up. That doesn't exist. No one is currently occupying Wall Street" or "You're lying." For some reason I started to give this guy a lesson in current affairs and was feeling pretty good until they said to us "You both are really pretty but damn you're ignorant." OK BUDDY. We bitched them out so fast I almost had a heart attack. It kind of felt good, but not really because I know that there are probably many other stupid jerks like them out there. Sigh.
Sunday we enjoyed the amazing weather and went for a long run up to Palermo. We even managed to sneak into a Doggy Halloween party at the Planetarium! There were so many dachshunds I almost had a seizure. So. Cute. My favorite dog though was the fat English Bulldog named Rufio who snored louder than my Dad and was the most low key, lazy animal of life. God he was ugly but I just wanted to take him home !!
I can't believe it's just a little more than 2 weeks until I'm home for Thanksgiving. Time flies! It's going to be great - Just wish Josey could come with me. I plan on doing lots of Forever21-ing and eating of chipotle hummus. And cuddling with Bella. And going to Patisserie Poupon with Deb.
24 October 2011
Food Blog Update
Be sure to check out my new posts from La Panza Porteña to start the week off hungry!
Weekend Update
Monday again already? In one week it will be November !!!! Waaaaaaa. The end of the year sneaks up on me and blindsides me. Not. Cool.
It was a nice weekend .... Very bittersweet. Juancito has moved to a new foster home and he left on Saturday morning. I was so relieved when the girl was late in picking him up because it let me curl up with him for a couple more hours. José and I were so sad when he left - I kept it together because crying hysterically in the street wasn't the look I was going for - I just sat on our bed and cried because his little bed wasn't there anymore. It's such an empty feeling - and he was only here for 2 weeks. I can't imagine what Andrea (the woman who had him previously) felt after he had to leave her house. Luckily his new mom has a puppy about the same age and they seem to be getting along really well. I know he will be happy, and the best part is that Juancito knows that not all people are mean, not all people will leave him to die in a sealed off trash bag thrown away in the villa, and that most of us just want to spoil him rotten.
I tried to get my mind off of it by chowing down at an asado on Saturday but the weather was cold and gray. We had a good time but I was just in a mopy little mood. We had some friends over for cocktails on Saturday night which was fun - gave me a reason to put on some real clothes and get out of bed (I'm painting a really nice picture now aren't I?)
We had some pretty interesting discussions on Saturday night, actually. Maybe because my mood was soured by the not-happy parts of the past few days, not sure. Lots of chatting about living here, the frustrations and the reality of accepting that BA is not New York and you can't get the things that we were so used to having back home. Three years out, I've accepted it - the fact that the gyms aren't as fancy, that the grocery store isn't always going to have hot peppers or even good tomatoes, and that those creature comforts become luxuries we cling to on visits up north. It's tricky when you first arrive here - it's clearly not some backwater town in the middle of nowhere - because you think you'll be able to find things like you do back home. Slowly you realize that it's just not like that at all. Quality, availability, reliability ... of anything (services, goods, whatever) is just not up to snuff.
It's very easy to fall into a rut of complaining and bitching and turning up your nose. I've done it. Hell, I still do it from time to time. But it's just not productive. José noticed it, as did our other friends. It's not the nicest image to project- that of a Yanqui complainer. I honestly wasn't doing it on purpose but when I stepped back and thought about it, I couldn't really deny it. So I decided to get over myself and make an effort.
I'm rambling now but whatever. It's a struggle, and it's a back and forth that you deal with most days while living here. Inflation sucks. Not being able to walk anywhere you want alone at night really sucks. Not being able to get Forever21 or random goodies from Trader Joe's is also a big pooper. But it's the reality here and I have always said that if I can't live without those things then I should pack up and leave. We're allowed to complain of course, it's kind of a right you get when you live as an expat anywhere, I believe. It is healthy to vent and unload your woes on friends or people who can identify with your situation. But when it gets to the point that it's all about negative energy, the only person who ends up suffering the most is yours truly.
Just some food for thought to start the week off. Putting things in perspective helps but we all get overwhelmed sometimes. It's not a nice feeling ....
It was a nice weekend .... Very bittersweet. Juancito has moved to a new foster home and he left on Saturday morning. I was so relieved when the girl was late in picking him up because it let me curl up with him for a couple more hours. José and I were so sad when he left - I kept it together because crying hysterically in the street wasn't the look I was going for - I just sat on our bed and cried because his little bed wasn't there anymore. It's such an empty feeling - and he was only here for 2 weeks. I can't imagine what Andrea (the woman who had him previously) felt after he had to leave her house. Luckily his new mom has a puppy about the same age and they seem to be getting along really well. I know he will be happy, and the best part is that Juancito knows that not all people are mean, not all people will leave him to die in a sealed off trash bag thrown away in the villa, and that most of us just want to spoil him rotten.
I tried to get my mind off of it by chowing down at an asado on Saturday but the weather was cold and gray. We had a good time but I was just in a mopy little mood. We had some friends over for cocktails on Saturday night which was fun - gave me a reason to put on some real clothes and get out of bed (I'm painting a really nice picture now aren't I?)
We had some pretty interesting discussions on Saturday night, actually. Maybe because my mood was soured by the not-happy parts of the past few days, not sure. Lots of chatting about living here, the frustrations and the reality of accepting that BA is not New York and you can't get the things that we were so used to having back home. Three years out, I've accepted it - the fact that the gyms aren't as fancy, that the grocery store isn't always going to have hot peppers or even good tomatoes, and that those creature comforts become luxuries we cling to on visits up north. It's tricky when you first arrive here - it's clearly not some backwater town in the middle of nowhere - because you think you'll be able to find things like you do back home. Slowly you realize that it's just not like that at all. Quality, availability, reliability ... of anything (services, goods, whatever) is just not up to snuff.
It's very easy to fall into a rut of complaining and bitching and turning up your nose. I've done it. Hell, I still do it from time to time. But it's just not productive. José noticed it, as did our other friends. It's not the nicest image to project- that of a Yanqui complainer. I honestly wasn't doing it on purpose but when I stepped back and thought about it, I couldn't really deny it. So I decided to get over myself and make an effort.
I'm rambling now but whatever. It's a struggle, and it's a back and forth that you deal with most days while living here. Inflation sucks. Not being able to walk anywhere you want alone at night really sucks. Not being able to get Forever21 or random goodies from Trader Joe's is also a big pooper. But it's the reality here and I have always said that if I can't live without those things then I should pack up and leave. We're allowed to complain of course, it's kind of a right you get when you live as an expat anywhere, I believe. It is healthy to vent and unload your woes on friends or people who can identify with your situation. But when it gets to the point that it's all about negative energy, the only person who ends up suffering the most is yours truly.
Just some food for thought to start the week off. Putting things in perspective helps but we all get overwhelmed sometimes. It's not a nice feeling ....
21 October 2011
Dogs Galore
My favorite part of Buenos Aires .... The dogs ! And the dog walkers, usually commanding groups of over 20 at a time. The Argentina Independent posted this video story following one man on his 16km route with 23 pups. Enjoy!
20 October 2011
Sequin Party
Since I am a magpie/5 year old, I was instantly drawn to the most sparkly item of the bunch. Behold:
Marked down from over US$1.000 they were about US$ 430. It was like a 75% discount - Hard to argue with when you look at it that way. But .... I've never spent that much money on anything in my life, let alone a pair of gold sequin leggings! Did I mention they were silk lined ? Le sigh ...
While I was telling myself that they aren't that practical I had to remember that I will wear sequins on anything, to any event. I love sparkles. I need them. It's like this weird obsession I have - I'm just naturally drawn to them no matter what .... I mean, who doesn't wear gold sequin pants to the grocery store or to a job interview?
For now I'll keep dreaming ...
19 October 2011
17 October 2011
Drumroll Please ...
Why don't you do yourself (and yours truly) a favor by checking out my BA food blog, La Panza Porteña? It's kind of an infant right now, but I promise that more content will be published on a regular basis.
After three years of eating my face off and writing little reviews in my head, I decided that I needed to put my time to good use and start another project that will clog up the Internets. We all need another time waster at work, after all.
Check it out ..... La Panza Porteña ..... I love you forever.
After three years of eating my face off and writing little reviews in my head, I decided that I needed to put my time to good use and start another project that will clog up the Internets. We all need another time waster at work, after all.
Check it out ..... La Panza Porteña ..... I love you forever.
Snaps of Juancito
Here he is! Juancito, the most spoiled dog on the planet (and he deserves it). What other dog do you know gets carried around the house on a bed of blankets, pillows and toys? Seriously, that's how he gest around. We do this several times daily because if you leave him in the other room he gets bored and begs for your company. But beware, if you put on the wrong movie (like one with Sean Connery), he'll complain that he doesn't like the actor's voice. Not. A. Joke. We had to put on another movie just to keep this pup happy. I know he looks sad in all of the photos - He had a hard life at the beginning, and I think because he doesn't do any exercise (on account of the not walking), he doesn't pant/"smile" ... But he's getting lots of love here at Basavilbaso.
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| He got a ribbon after his day in the pool at PT |
Dog vs. Cat Diary
12 October 2011
Motherhood
Understatement of the year: taking care of a puppy is exhausting. It's even harder when you have to carry him around the house because he can't bear to be left alone in another room. I feel like I have a squirmy and uncoordinated barnacle in my care.
I haven't gotten a full night's sleep since Thursday and I'm starting to go batty. I have become an expert in changing pee pads. Unless I vacuum every 3 minutes there will inevitably be hair EVERYWHERE. I scared the crap out of Juanci when I tried to dry/warm him with the hair dryer after giving him a little bath. We had a romantic dinner together last night though - rice with green onion, sprouts, carrots, ginger, cilantro, soy sauce and jalapeño for me, regular old white rice and dog food for him. He loves "Gossip Girl" almost as much as I do, something I consider a personal victory.
We miss Josey and are excited for his return tonight. If you happen to run into me on the street today, excuse my face. Sleep deprivation is unbecoming.
I haven't gotten a full night's sleep since Thursday and I'm starting to go batty. I have become an expert in changing pee pads. Unless I vacuum every 3 minutes there will inevitably be hair EVERYWHERE. I scared the crap out of Juanci when I tried to dry/warm him with the hair dryer after giving him a little bath. We had a romantic dinner together last night though - rice with green onion, sprouts, carrots, ginger, cilantro, soy sauce and jalapeño for me, regular old white rice and dog food for him. He loves "Gossip Girl" almost as much as I do, something I consider a personal victory.
We miss Josey and are excited for his return tonight. If you happen to run into me on the street today, excuse my face. Sleep deprivation is unbecoming.
10 October 2011
Forget Halloween for Humans
I have been feeling less than inspired since a) moving to a country where Halloween is not sacred as in the US, and b) graduating from college and leaving my insanely fun/creative roommates. One year we went as Lawn Ornaments (I was the reindeer made of Christmas lights, another girl was a flamingo, and we also had a lawn gnome, a bird bath...) and the next we went as Celebrities Who've Been to Rehab. I love group costumes! They're so much more fun than "slutty policewoman." What? That isn't even a real thing.
Anyway, part of my obsession with dogs also has to deal with dogs in costume. Refinery 29 just posted this slideshow of DOGS IN HALLOWEEN COSTUMES !!!! Enjoy my favorites:
Anyway, part of my obsession with dogs also has to deal with dogs in costume. Refinery 29 just posted this slideshow of DOGS IN HALLOWEEN COSTUMES !!!! Enjoy my favorites:
New Member of the Family
Juancito came to stay with us on Friday afternoon. As I've mentioned in previous posts, I started to get involved with the NGO "Proyecto 4 Patas" a few months ago and have been itching to volunteer my time and TLC ever since. Unfortunately their shelter is way out of town, so I can't go help out there. Another option is to be an "hogar de tránsito" (foster home) for a dog that is still in recovery and not ready to be placed in adoption yet. You can donate the time that you have - a few weeks to a few months or more - and the volunteers from P4P are willing to help supplement anything that you'll need during that time.
Andrea was the woman who had been taking care of Juancito for the past several months. She wanted to adopt him permanently - she does Reiki healing with animals and sounds like a really special person - but recently had to downsize her home. She has other dogs that don't accept little Juanci and having them all in the same space isn't a possibility. So he was brought to our door this past rainy Friday and has spent the weekend settling in!!
He's just about 10 months old and had distemper - a virus that can lead to death if untreated - which has left him without the use of his hind legs. Since he's young, and still has feeling in his legs, the doctors believe that with therapy he will be able to learn to walk again! That would be amazing. Given his disability he's quite creative in moving around and maneuvering himself to get what he needs. It's really amazing to witness! I love dogs.
It was definitely a shock at first, I can't lie. I've never had my own dog to take care of, let alone one that is disabled. The first two nights no one got much sleep around here ... and when I don't get sleep, watch out! Thankfully we're all settled in now and getting the hang of the routine. He's such a sweet little dog, with such suffering in his eyes. All he wants is love and to give you some smooches in return!
José has been an amazing "dog dad" and it's been such a help having him be so supportive. I think both Juanci and I are going to be pretty sad when he goes out of town Tuesday & Wednesday of this week!!
I will post some pictures soon. Please check out P4P's website - especially if you live in BA - to see the amazing things that they do and how you can help.
Andrea was the woman who had been taking care of Juancito for the past several months. She wanted to adopt him permanently - she does Reiki healing with animals and sounds like a really special person - but recently had to downsize her home. She has other dogs that don't accept little Juanci and having them all in the same space isn't a possibility. So he was brought to our door this past rainy Friday and has spent the weekend settling in!!
He's just about 10 months old and had distemper - a virus that can lead to death if untreated - which has left him without the use of his hind legs. Since he's young, and still has feeling in his legs, the doctors believe that with therapy he will be able to learn to walk again! That would be amazing. Given his disability he's quite creative in moving around and maneuvering himself to get what he needs. It's really amazing to witness! I love dogs.
It was definitely a shock at first, I can't lie. I've never had my own dog to take care of, let alone one that is disabled. The first two nights no one got much sleep around here ... and when I don't get sleep, watch out! Thankfully we're all settled in now and getting the hang of the routine. He's such a sweet little dog, with such suffering in his eyes. All he wants is love and to give you some smooches in return!
José has been an amazing "dog dad" and it's been such a help having him be so supportive. I think both Juanci and I are going to be pretty sad when he goes out of town Tuesday & Wednesday of this week!!
I will post some pictures soon. Please check out P4P's website - especially if you live in BA - to see the amazing things that they do and how you can help.
06 October 2011
Argentina: Where News is Clothing-Optional
News media outlets around the world (Gawker and The Daily Mail both covered the story, as did the newspaper where I work - The Argentina Independent) have been going nuts over the "scandal" that started the week of on Argentina's version of Dancing with the Stars.
Cintia Fernández, a "model" (I really don't even know what her claim to fame is. Do a Google Image search for her, but beware, just a tad NSFW), is known for wearing barely-there costumes and frolicking about topless after her dance numbers end. Monday night she kicked off the "Strip Dance" round - yes, Bailando por un Sueño considers striptease a respectable rhythm - with a Greco-Roman inspired skankfest. In the last few seconds of the routine (after she was bathed in a jug of wine by her partner) she somehow managed to take off the last tiny piece of clothing she had on and was left standing totally naked in front of a live tv audience. Check out the video if you're so inclined.
Later she blamed this wardrobe "malfunction" on the wine that got in her eyes but lots of people think she did it on purpose - after all, she's not known for her modesty. Regardless, it's been interesting to see the backlash both here and at home. Bailando por un Sueño is a show that is on basic cable 4 nights a week, dominating the ratings and raking in millions of viewers. Hours a day are dedicated to the program and many families eat dinner with the show on in the background.
Anyone who has been to Buenos Aires knows that female nudity isn't as taboo as it is at home. Men's magazines litter the kiosks that are on every street corner, with huge silicone breasts at a very convenient eye level, women of all ages at the beach prance around with little bikini bottoms that show off their almost-always perfect butts (really, what is in the water here?), and in general they're much less Puritanical than we are. I can deal with that, if you've got it, flaunt it ... Todo bien. But there's a line that needs to be drawn. To make a comparison: When Miley Cyrus was photographed by Annie Leibovitz a few years back, people were appalled, begging her to "see herself as a role model for young girls." And it's true - so many pre-adolescents and young girls look up to her and are highly impressionable. But showing a little back is nothing compared to what my eyes soak up on a daily basis here.
Take a look at this screen shot taken from InfoBae - an online news source - and you'll see what I mean. This is "normal" - Women posing in thongs and showing their cleavage in photos that aren't always relevant to the story. It's ridiculous. (And yes I am aware that one of those photos is of the girl that supposedly had sex with Ashton Kutcher).
After a while you get used to it ... Otherwise you'd go totally mad. Although I doubt I'll be prancing around in a g-string with my butt implants anytime soon. If that happens, get me outta here.
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Later she blamed this wardrobe "malfunction" on the wine that got in her eyes but lots of people think she did it on purpose - after all, she's not known for her modesty. Regardless, it's been interesting to see the backlash both here and at home. Bailando por un Sueño is a show that is on basic cable 4 nights a week, dominating the ratings and raking in millions of viewers. Hours a day are dedicated to the program and many families eat dinner with the show on in the background.
Anyone who has been to Buenos Aires knows that female nudity isn't as taboo as it is at home. Men's magazines litter the kiosks that are on every street corner, with huge silicone breasts at a very convenient eye level, women of all ages at the beach prance around with little bikini bottoms that show off their almost-always perfect butts (really, what is in the water here?), and in general they're much less Puritanical than we are. I can deal with that, if you've got it, flaunt it ... Todo bien. But there's a line that needs to be drawn. To make a comparison: When Miley Cyrus was photographed by Annie Leibovitz a few years back, people were appalled, begging her to "see herself as a role model for young girls." And it's true - so many pre-adolescents and young girls look up to her and are highly impressionable. But showing a little back is nothing compared to what my eyes soak up on a daily basis here.
After a while you get used to it ... Otherwise you'd go totally mad. Although I doubt I'll be prancing around in a g-string with my butt implants anytime soon. If that happens, get me outta here.
More Snaps
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| I have a problem/obsession. Well documented by now. |
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| I got this skull for less than US$10! Win. |
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| Turning 25 ... |
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| Mustachio Bashio |
05 October 2011
04 October 2011
Banana Singing at the Wedding
Check out this video (not taken by me, although I do have a few to upload) of César Banana Pueyrredón singing "Just the Way You Are"
03 October 2011
Current Reads
Greg is my International Book Drop supplier - He always manages to send me a big box of books just when I need them the most. Here is what I'm reading right now ...
"MWF Seeking BFF: My Yearlong Search for a Best Friend" - Rachel Bertsche. I'm actually going to do a little write-up of this book this week. As someone who has uprooted her life and moved 5,500 miles away to a new country, the quest for friendship is ever-present.
Taken from her website: "When Rachel Bertsche first moves to Chicago, she’s thrilled to finally share a zip code, let alone an apartment, with her boyfriend. But shortly after getting married, Bertsche realizes her new life is missing one thing: friends. Sure, she has plenty of BFFs—in New York and San Francisco and Boston and Washington DC. Yet in her adopted hometown, there’s no one to call at the last minute for girl-talk over brunch or a reality TV marathon over a bottle of wine. Taking matters into her own hands, Bertsche develops a plan: she’ll go on fifty-two friend-dates, one per week for a year, in hopes of meeting her new Best Friend Forever."
And Jhumpa Lahiri's "Unaccustomed Earth." I adore this author. "Interpreter of Maladies" was one of my most treasured books when I first read it, and I was so happy to see this new(ish) collection in the Book Drop box. I haven't been able to put it down since I started it on Friday and am already sad to think that soon I'll be reaching the last page.
It feels so good to read again! I know that sounds strange, but books here are expensive and hard to come by. Actually the Washington Post just published an interesting article about CFK's attempt to revive the domestic publishing industry (ironic since they actually rely on Brasil to print local currency). While I managed to bring down several of my favorite books over the years, it's always refreshing to have a new stack waiting for me to discover. Nothing like a good book on a sunny Spring day.
"MWF Seeking BFF: My Yearlong Search for a Best Friend" - Rachel Bertsche. I'm actually going to do a little write-up of this book this week. As someone who has uprooted her life and moved 5,500 miles away to a new country, the quest for friendship is ever-present.
Taken from her website: "When Rachel Bertsche first moves to Chicago, she’s thrilled to finally share a zip code, let alone an apartment, with her boyfriend. But shortly after getting married, Bertsche realizes her new life is missing one thing: friends. Sure, she has plenty of BFFs—in New York and San Francisco and Boston and Washington DC. Yet in her adopted hometown, there’s no one to call at the last minute for girl-talk over brunch or a reality TV marathon over a bottle of wine. Taking matters into her own hands, Bertsche develops a plan: she’ll go on fifty-two friend-dates, one per week for a year, in hopes of meeting her new Best Friend Forever."
It feels so good to read again! I know that sounds strange, but books here are expensive and hard to come by. Actually the Washington Post just published an interesting article about CFK's attempt to revive the domestic publishing industry (ironic since they actually rely on Brasil to print local currency). While I managed to bring down several of my favorite books over the years, it's always refreshing to have a new stack waiting for me to discover. Nothing like a good book on a sunny Spring day.
02 October 2011
Por Siempre tu Buen Amor
Musical accompaniment for your Sunday evening. "Por Siempre tu Buen Amor" by César "Banana" Pueyrredón - One of the songs he sang last night at the wedding reception. Enjoy as your little hearts melt with love.
Lazy Sunday
... every muscle in my body hurts.
It was a great weekend. We kicked it off with Katie's bachelorette party on Thursday, then celebrated Cassie's birthday on Friday with a Mexican feast (and one too many margaritas), and Saturday was Katie & Marcos's wedding. Argentine weddings are known to go on all night - a big shock to those of us who are used to the party winding down by 12 - and always manage to get a little rowdy. Won't be able to get the image of the groom being lifted up on a circular plank of wood over the dance floor for a while!
The wedding was beautiful - I'd never seen my friend so happy, and it was a really fun party. The groom's father is a very well known singer who enjoyed his heyday in the 80s. José used to see him live when he summered in Punta del Este !! After dinner César "Banana" Pueyrredón sang a few diddies which got everyone singing along at the top of their lungs and throwing flowers all over the place. Total legend.
My feet didn't last until dawn, however, and I hobbled home with the help of Josey around 4. Have a huge bruise on the top of my foot today. My voice has been misplaced... hopefully it will turn up somewhere.
Deb was able to go to Sass's engagement party in DC last night and they sent me a picture mid-fiesta! I definitely had a glass of champagne in their honor, despite being halfway across the world. So happy for yet another amazing couple!
It was a great weekend. We kicked it off with Katie's bachelorette party on Thursday, then celebrated Cassie's birthday on Friday with a Mexican feast (and one too many margaritas), and Saturday was Katie & Marcos's wedding. Argentine weddings are known to go on all night - a big shock to those of us who are used to the party winding down by 12 - and always manage to get a little rowdy. Won't be able to get the image of the groom being lifted up on a circular plank of wood over the dance floor for a while!
The wedding was beautiful - I'd never seen my friend so happy, and it was a really fun party. The groom's father is a very well known singer who enjoyed his heyday in the 80s. José used to see him live when he summered in Punta del Este !! After dinner César "Banana" Pueyrredón sang a few diddies which got everyone singing along at the top of their lungs and throwing flowers all over the place. Total legend.
My feet didn't last until dawn, however, and I hobbled home with the help of Josey around 4. Have a huge bruise on the top of my foot today. My voice has been misplaced... hopefully it will turn up somewhere.
Deb was able to go to Sass's engagement party in DC last night and they sent me a picture mid-fiesta! I definitely had a glass of champagne in their honor, despite being halfway across the world. So happy for yet another amazing couple!
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| Xalapa for Cassie's cumpleaños |
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