So, for those of you who are hoping to find a meaningful story about Kenya in this blog post, I apologize, for you will be disappointed. I felt the need, however, to share this story in order to provide some amusement and comic relief. So here you go...   Yesterday, Lauren and I decided we were going to make our first attempt at making beef samosas, so after work, I walked down to Uchumi (a store near our apartment) to meet Lauren and pick up some groceries. We picked up all the ingredients we needed to make the dough, as well as some ground beef and veggies, and walked back to the apartment. When we walked in, and tried to turn on the lights, however, nothing came on. "Looks like the electricity is still out," she said, and told me that it had been out when she had stopped at home earlier as well. She noticed, though, that there was a light on in the hall outside, and lights on across the way. I then remembered Rachel at work asking if we'd received a bill from the power company a couple weeks ago (which we hadn't ever received) and figured they must have shut off the electricity to our apartment. Luckily, we have one gas burner, so we decided that, even though it would be tricky to make samosas with just the light from a torch (flashlight), we would go ahead with our plan, as we really had nothing else to do anyways, and we didn't want to have to throw away the beef. So, I started making the dough and Lauren started getting some veggies ready and cooking the beef. Once we were both finished with those tasks, Lauren got a small pot ready with some oil to fry the Samosas. We got one all ready, went to put it in the pot, and the gas was off - yes, our gas ran out as well.  What are the odds that our cooking gas runs out at the same time as our electricity gets turned off.  Now we had a bunch of dough and a lot of ground beef to eat. So, there we stood, in our dark kitchen, by the light of our torch, laughing, because what else can you do in that situation. At about 8:40, we sat down and ate our ground beef, some chopped up tomato, and a slice of bread. And let me tell you, we ate WAY more ground beef in one sitting than we needed to; we probably don't need to eat meat for two weeks, but we couldn't save it, so we thought we ought to finish it. We finished our dinner, played a few rounds of 'pass the pigs', and went to sleep pretty early (especially for me since I rarely go to sleep early at all). So there is my story; I hope it put a smile on your face :)