I am being lazy today, trawling the web, looking to find names of friends who didn't make it to work today. At the same time, I am counting my blessings. I found a post newsie niche in life, spending most of my time on the island, doing very little, greeting guests, paying hired hands.
I got news this morning from the lawyer to come pick up my f'ing document. It will have to wait til tomorrow since I am waiting for the f'ing vet. He was born here, but his wife, a French Canadian, went through the f'ing document thing too. Then she became a citizen.
Carmen is fine tuning my bedroom with Lora's help. As if to supervise, Lora plopped herself on the bed and posed. She's not allowed! Con que direcho? With what right?
So, I am enjoying the sweet life, but also realize the world isn't right. It's the economy, stupid. Yesterday, I got an email canceling a December reservation. This particular couple has booked and cancelled three times since September 25. So, the bad news is, December 17 through Jan. 15 is open in one unit! In a recession, there is worse news to be found, and I am grateful.
The vet came and gave Lora her pedicure and anti-tick shot. His wife is French Canadian and we got to talking. Ana has just returned from LA where she took a course in movie makeup. Pascal, renting with his wife in back, is a movie set designer, so Delfino wants Ana to meet him. I sometimes have whole strings of days where I believe there are no coincidences in life.
Tomorrow, friends from Wisconsin arrive with my new camera, replacing the one claimed by a bus tire in Merida. I still can't get over my brother: The camera fell in a very busy street in the rain and I saw the bus run over it. My brother's question was, did I go back to see if the memory card might have survived. It's your turn to scratch your head. I'm done!
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December 2, 2008
September 7, 2008
And the best looking DA
I woke up yesterday with fumigation/AC throat. The health brigade had come by Friday while Jose was painting and we took them up on free fumigation. Then it got so hot, I fell asleep with the AC on, but already planned a quick run to WalMart for Saturday to look for a pool filter and dog chews.
Gladys came and cleaned up the fumigation liquid and I took off. Sat with Gregorio the mariachi on the ferry, on his way to a wedding gig. Loveliest man.
Well, WalMart was hopping!
They now have Sargento cheeses and I got a good stock of cake mixes. The food testers were out and Christmas inventory was being stocked by elves.
I looked for elusive shower mats but had to settle for a door mat. That's our lot here. The 12 peso shop had srubbie pads and waste baskets.
When I first entered WalMart, a greeter talked me into trying one of the motorized carts. Well, I coined a phrase that several other users Mexicans loved. "Con permiso? O sin permiso!" Yep, I'm moving through with or without your permission!
A picked up a couple shower curtains, more chard, tuna fruit - a cactus - and was ready to roll after dropping $150. But wait, there's a Paul Mitchell salon. I lurked outside a bit, saw a couple stylists in action, and told the receptionist I wanted one of the two that seemed to specialize in short hair.
I sat down and asked for what Is said is known to me as culo de pato, pero feminina. That's what we call them in the US, I said. Here too, she replied. Well, let me tell you. It is the best DA I have ever had. It's the cut that has worked best for me the past decade and this one is stellar. $11.
The weather was starting to get heavy coming back. But Manuel the cabbie was laughing. He too has been stocking up. Those with memories remember how bleak it was after Wilma and the weather train is just taking off.
Coming back, I sat with neighbors who were also dressed in huipils, but dressy. They were coming back from a Maya party, and I had one of the plain ones on. But new, crisp and white. They asked about Lora and I said I had lots of huesitos for her. The lady makes conchinita on Sundays and has donated to Lora's cause.
Lora was such a good dog in the morning. Despite a worsening ear infection, with intervention the night before, she ran to and from the juice joint while Gladys was here. With me in the golf cart. She only got in to escape a big bad dog briefly. So, my baby was patiently digesting more meds in her carrier when I got home. But first, a stop to visit Amelia, the day after her 58th birthday. Gave her a little coin purse from the US and a card from PEACE, and told her they were being sold to raise money for some of the grants going on.
I also promised her chard, mandarin and tuna juice for breakfast. She is such a precious friend. But Popsy didn't know what to do with a huesto.
THEN, I went home. I showed an excited Lora all her rawhide and put one in the living room and on on her bed. She couldn't get over it!
Talked to Ricard, the mason and AC guy. He's coming over this morning to give estimates, along with Mundo, the terrific generator service guy and general plumber. And Jose, who rendezvoused with his family yesterday in Cancun. Alas, we did not hook up at Domino's as he had hoped.
And just minutes before the rains came, I was in the house with all my stuff! All that's missing now is cooking gas. Yep. All tanks are on empty! But I have electric appliances all over the property should something untoward happen before the trucks show up. They were MIA the last three days.
So, off to the juicer so Amelia and I can get stronger! It's not raining, but the skies are very grey and the air is heavy. And Jose has touch ups to do in the apartment rented out for next month. I love it when a plan comes together!
And despite using 2 cabs totaling $5.50US and $5 for the ferry, I saved more than $60 if I had been able to find all the things I got on Isla...in the same week if that were ever possible.
Gladys came and cleaned up the fumigation liquid and I took off. Sat with Gregorio the mariachi on the ferry, on his way to a wedding gig. Loveliest man.
Well, WalMart was hopping!
They now have Sargento cheeses and I got a good stock of cake mixes. The food testers were out and Christmas inventory was being stocked by elves.
I looked for elusive shower mats but had to settle for a door mat. That's our lot here. The 12 peso shop had srubbie pads and waste baskets.
When I first entered WalMart, a greeter talked me into trying one of the motorized carts. Well, I coined a phrase that several other users Mexicans loved. "Con permiso? O sin permiso!" Yep, I'm moving through with or without your permission!
A picked up a couple shower curtains, more chard, tuna fruit - a cactus - and was ready to roll after dropping $150. But wait, there's a Paul Mitchell salon. I lurked outside a bit, saw a couple stylists in action, and told the receptionist I wanted one of the two that seemed to specialize in short hair.
I sat down and asked for what Is said is known to me as culo de pato, pero feminina. That's what we call them in the US, I said. Here too, she replied. Well, let me tell you. It is the best DA I have ever had. It's the cut that has worked best for me the past decade and this one is stellar. $11.
The weather was starting to get heavy coming back. But Manuel the cabbie was laughing. He too has been stocking up. Those with memories remember how bleak it was after Wilma and the weather train is just taking off.
Coming back, I sat with neighbors who were also dressed in huipils, but dressy. They were coming back from a Maya party, and I had one of the plain ones on. But new, crisp and white. They asked about Lora and I said I had lots of huesitos for her. The lady makes conchinita on Sundays and has donated to Lora's cause.
Lora was such a good dog in the morning. Despite a worsening ear infection, with intervention the night before, she ran to and from the juice joint while Gladys was here. With me in the golf cart. She only got in to escape a big bad dog briefly. So, my baby was patiently digesting more meds in her carrier when I got home. But first, a stop to visit Amelia, the day after her 58th birthday. Gave her a little coin purse from the US and a card from PEACE, and told her they were being sold to raise money for some of the grants going on.
I also promised her chard, mandarin and tuna juice for breakfast. She is such a precious friend. But Popsy didn't know what to do with a huesto.
THEN, I went home. I showed an excited Lora all her rawhide and put one in the living room and on on her bed. She couldn't get over it!
Talked to Ricard, the mason and AC guy. He's coming over this morning to give estimates, along with Mundo, the terrific generator service guy and general plumber. And Jose, who rendezvoused with his family yesterday in Cancun. Alas, we did not hook up at Domino's as he had hoped.
And just minutes before the rains came, I was in the house with all my stuff! All that's missing now is cooking gas. Yep. All tanks are on empty! But I have electric appliances all over the property should something untoward happen before the trucks show up. They were MIA the last three days.
So, off to the juicer so Amelia and I can get stronger! It's not raining, but the skies are very grey and the air is heavy. And Jose has touch ups to do in the apartment rented out for next month. I love it when a plan comes together!
And despite using 2 cabs totaling $5.50US and $5 for the ferry, I saved more than $60 if I had been able to find all the things I got on Isla...in the same week if that were ever possible.
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