I am really in a bad mood when I am sleepy

Gosh, it was so much easier to write stuff in English when I was in college. Now, I feel like there is so much going on around, but I can't even elaborate something decent. I would love to share how great I am doing at different areas of my life and how God is teaching me in some others...but the only thing I encounter is frustration. It would be funny interesting to share with you stories or anecdotes...However, I feel my English is so limited. I have neglected it so much that when I try to go deeper in a conversation or try to write a few lines my vocabulary vanishes as if it has never existed and I am not exaggerating.
I know reading as well as listening are good ways to improve and to master a language, it is so complicated to find time to do it though.
Well, I think I will stop here. It is really late and I am tired. I guess that's another determining factor when writing in another language.

Having David around brought great memories back.

Rehearsal for the "Thanksgiving outreach" After all, I didnt like the pilgrim that much.

This is Dave's first nite out in La Plata. we were at a parrilla ( cant remember its name) to celebrate Sarah's b-day. It was freaking raining and we were not able to get a taxi.