Birthday Present

 While they were visiting us in Fort Worth, Andreas' parents gave me a birthday present.  It's a bunch of sewing and embroidery supplies, and Betsy, his mom, made the needle case and ort basket herself.  Thank you very much!  I now need to get some way to set things up and start making stuff.

Bits More Frame

Last session, I ended up working a bit on the inner stained glass frame.  It's beginning to come together some.

More Esperanza

Back to September food.  I already miss Esperanza's.  I don't have any of my own cooking items, so I can't really make Mexican to compensate.  Guess I'll mope on a rainy day as I look upon delicious food I ate in the past and can't find anything near here.

Our New Home - The Bad View

 As I write this, the view looks even worse due to a major downpour.  The roofs below are several shantytowns around downtown.  You can see the construction site, too, and the serpentine - a road that winds back on itself a couple of times despite the very small grade.

No Kind Of Personality

This time I did some filling in on the back of the head and the nose.  He's got more green and some extension of his skull now.  Still no real personality, though.

Hibachi Lunch

One thing I do on every home leave is eat hibachi.  To satisfy that demand, we went to Edohana in Fort Worth for lunch.  We got an abbreviated show for just the two of us, and a huge mound of food.  Strangely enough, they didn't tempura lettuce leaves like they do in Moldova.  The food was good and hot and just what we needed.

Current Home - The Good View

This is some of the view out our windows.  We live on one of the upper floors of a high rise at the moment.  You can see the port and bay, with the Ilha across it.  Ships pull up constantly.  Lots of construction, some of it stopped for lack of funds, surrounds us.  We have to take Mattie downstairs to do her business, and there is no real green space near us.  We can walk her to the embassy, where there's a nice yard, but the sidewalks on the way are full of glass.