Monkeys continue to suck.

Just yesterday, I was walking innocently up to the gym with three bananas in my hand. I was following a student. As we were about to round the corner to continue our ascent to the gym, the student stopped. I moved around him, only to be faced with a monkey about 2 feet from me. The monkey immediately catches eye of the bananas and begins to display his teeth. I threw the bananas like a crazy person and ran back down the ramp. Unfortunately, there was another student coming from the other side, and I accidentally threw the bananas directly at him. He turned around quickly. We all stood there like idiots while another student coming from the gym came running and was throwing rocks. Then an employee came running out of the senior school with a big stick to save us all.

Monkeys still suck.

The final days of monsoon.

The end of monsoon is like the welcoming of spring in the Midwest. You feel like you should be wearing shorts all the time. Unfortunately, mother nature didn't get the memo this year. We've been getting some cold air coming at us lately, and I'm just not ready for the onset of winter and staying in my bed all day.

Monkeys terrorizing my yard.

Grandma's Sunday towel hanging on Sunday with dishes piled high here, there, and everywhere.

One of the signs of the end of monsoon: brown ferns!

Orange cat on the run

Some of the sights on my walk home from school.



Just some more stairs for my walk home.

The front gate to my humble abode.

Gorgeous view from my front yard.

Buffalo steak! SO GOOD! (that's my empty plate in the background)