Kaba and Slit.

This morning we decided to go fabric shopping. Belinda went with us to look around and we are each making a long dress called a kaba and slit. It is the traditional Ghanaian dress that the women wear pretty well everywhere. They are beautiful and I think I would regret not having one made while I am here, so we went in search of the perfect fabric.

I found what I wanted, and we took it to Kujo’s wife who is a seamstress. We picked the design we wanted, I drew how I wanted my dress to look, and then she measured me everywhere. It is amazing that we can buy fabric and make a dress specially fitted to us for as cheap as we can here. I’m excited to try it on; we get them on Wednesday!!!

We visited Cynthia at her little stand today and bought a pineapple from her. There was a lady carrying bananas on her head and I felt like bananas, so I asked her to stop. I wanted the green ones because the heat here makes the yellow ones SO squishy. They are gross. I realized after asking, that the green ones were on the bottom of the pyramid and she had to take all the bananas off the top just to get the ones that I wanted...whoops...I felt a little bad, but she charged 10 pesewas for one banana which is just crazy so I felt less bad.

Smart was helping me with some stuff on my computer and realized that I had a virus on my USB so he took it off and then offered to load Norton Anti Virus on my laptop for me too. One less thing my dad has to do now? I have gone like 3 years without Anti Virus on my computer. Probably not smart. Ha...smart...see what I did there? Belinda is trying super hard to set up Smart and I. It’s hilarious. Every time he is around she giggles and says that he loves me and that we should date so that I have to come visit her in Ghana, haha. Even Auntie Joe laughs when he comes around and gives me little looks. They are too funny. He is the same height as me and from Ghana...I don’t want to live in Ghana for the rest of my life. They aren’t getting anywhere with the whole set-up thing...

We had our hardest rain storm yet, and even though Petra and I tried to close all the windows, we forgot the bathroom and we opened the door to see a HUGE puddle on the ground. Whoops. Probably should have thought of that.

So today, Auntie Joe was talking to Petra and I and her dogs were sitting on the porch to get out of the rain. These are gross dogs. They are old and dying and SHOULD be dead right now. Auntie Joe said that she didn’t have the heart to hit it over the head. She had had it for toooo long and she would feel so sick and sad. When it died, she would bury it out back. We asked how many dogs she had buried back there and she said at least 10...oh my. She said this one dog that she had brought forth and then forth and then forth...which means she had 3 litters...but all those puppies died.

She had 3 dogs and their names were, Hope, Faith and Lion...HAHA. Ohhh Auntie Joe.

And yup, that’s it for today.