And today, in typical Cambodia fashion, we held a party for him at our offices here, complete with fresh veggies (safe for even the fragile Western stomachs among us), fish (caught fresh today by our very own Dr. Lina), lemon pepper dipping sauce, rap music (this is a new addition...), brahok (fish paste), and lots of cooked beef (yes please).
Oh, and two kinds of ice cream. One Coconut and one that was labeled "Vanilla" but was later revealed by the taste buds of my poor unsuspecting husband to be in fact "Durian." True story.
And yes, it's okay to play cards in Cambodia if it is a holiday, a birthday, or maybe just a Saturday...
What began innocently enough with singing and celebration soon turned ugly as cake, rather than being carefully sliced and gently placed on individual plates alongside "Vanilla" ice cream, was instead used as a weapon. A terrible kind of weapon that comes concealed within a human hand all too quickly gliding across delicate faces, leaving in its wake both destruction and frosting filled nasal passages.
The name of it sounds like it should actually make you a better runner (I would call it "Non-Runner's Knee" but apparently you can't submit these things to webmd.com), but all it does in reality is make you frustrated and cause you to pray for more faith that the Lord would just miraculously heal it.
And in the end it also causes you to buy some $2.50 knee braces at the store (only the finest) convincing yourself and your spouse that supportive athletic gear can be fashionable if properly pulled off.
And, as is evidenced above, I haven't quite figured out how to exactly pull it off...maybe brighter shorts.