I feel like an axe, well at least a pansie. As I am typing this, I am watching men, some twice as old as me, walk up a hill with their tool of choice. Some have hoes and some have an axe. This eveining I will see the ones with axes carrying fire wood down on their backs. I am betting at least 100lbs loads. Literally. I would upload pictures but I am American. I am too lazy to get up out of bed because it’s cold…maybe later. Holy crap. It’s 5:48 and someone just set off some fireworks. I guess this is the preffered choice of alarm. We saw this yesterday to summons people that church was starting. Where’s my Guatemalan coffee?