Rainbow Brite and Donald

This weekend was all about Rainbow Brite and Donald for me. I went to Masaya for the weekend. My friend Alex told me the town would have a pretty wicked parade on Friday the 29th. Now, as some of you might now, I don't like scary things...this was scary. The morning after I was literally startled by a sheet. As in...a bed sheet. And it wasn't even doing anything. I just opened my eyes and jumped a little bit at the sight of it (in my defense, it's a tie-dyed sheet and the white parts resembled fangs; could've happened to anyone).

Anyways, we went to the parade and it was awesome and scary and weird. Someone had a chained up vulture on his arm.There were babydolls speared through stakes and syths. People were wearing the scariest masks of all time. They carried lit candles in one hand and sprayed a bottle of hairspray with the other. It was madness. All these things plus five man marching bands playing frantic music = me being scared by a sheet the next morning. (Seriously, check out the new photo album and tell me you wouldn't have been a little startled in the AM!)

On Saturday we celebrated Halloween the good ol' fashioned American way: dressing up and having a dance party. Yours truly did a poor impression of Rainbow Brite. If you don't know who she is then I have one question for you: WHERE were you during the early 90s? Other people's costumes ranged from Nicaraguan street vendors to Shaggy and Scooby Doo. It was a pretty fun time.

Sunday I was enjoying a sandwich in the park when my host dad called. To make a long, and quasi-painful story short, my computer (Donald) was stolen. That's right people...I am writing this blog from another computer. My host dad called me to tell me my bedroom door was open. I asked if my computer was there; he said no. So...after 6.5 years together and only one hard drive replacement...our relationship has ended. I'm proud to say there were no tears, just a little bit of anger and disappointment.

Yes the police are doing an investigation. No I didn't have it insured. Yes it was stolen from inside my bedroom. No apparently no one from the family was inside the house, only in the office and no one noticed anything. Yes the police took fingerprints. No my computer probably won't be recovered. Yes I will accept one as a gift when I'm home for Christmas (preferably one of those tiny ones and then I'll buy the external cd/dvd drive but I'll accept all kinds! [No, I don't expect someone to take me up on this offer, but you never know!]).

So Donald is gone.

Oh...and the house thing hasn't worked out yet. I'm looking for more options.

But seriously, while it might seem like I'm complaining. I'm not. It was a good weekend and, while Donald will be missed and lamented at times, worse things could have happened.

SEE YOU NEXT MONTH!