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ultimate, pregnancy, frostbite, cats. all inside!

paige has been working 10-11 hours a day 7 days a week since i got home. which is awesome. so yesterday i went to sunday ultimate practice in her place to be the coach and immediately remembered why i don’t like to do that. we’ve been here a year and a half and there are usually at least 6-8 players at each practice who have been around that whole time and who now have played in two tournaments with us. however, every practice begins as though none of these people has ever seen a frisbee or ever heard of ultimate. every drill needs to be fully explained every time, basic rules need to be explained every time, blank stares all around. it’s like groundhog day. i even heard i got you babe a lot over the past few days because ub40 was in town. to be fair, most of the regulars have improved a ton and could even do a good job teaching many of the skills themselves. but each week there are a bunch of new people showing up who want to try and it seems everyone’s level sinks to that of the new people instead of the new people’s levels rising to the veterans’.

paige is starting to show for real now. she’s still a long way away from looking pregnant, but if you knew she was pregnant you would be able to tell. her skirts don’t zip up any more and she’s living in some pants and capris i brought back from recent mom trish. apparently ugandans have better pregnancy radar, though, as a woman in arua asked paige, “how is it to work when you are heavy?”

my fingers are peeling at the tips where they were frostbitten when i was shooting the mora vasaloppet in -15F weather two weeks ago. all four fingers on my right hand and a couple on my left. that hasn’t been a fun experience, but the recent annoyance is that the touch pad on my macbook doesn’t recognize the dead tissue (how do touch pads work, anyway?) so i’ve had to use my mouse.

after looking around for a while on saturday, i finally found uno - on the roof of the office building. dang. until now we didn’t think that he climbed. i guess ttaano has taught him some tricks. but the student has become the teacher because even ttaano doesn’t know how to get on to the office roof. come to think of it, neither do we. uno, how the hell did you get up there? the problem is that now uno can get out of the compound if he wants to, and we’d pretty much freak out if he got out, so we may have to cut down some trees near the wall or something. ttaano has been out plenty of times, but he’s a local cat and he has his name and phone number on his collar so we haven’t gotten too worried, but uno is another story.

ok, that’s today’s news.