Home Alone

Buenos Tardes!
Senor snapped this the evening we returned from the Panteon and All Soul's Day.
We went to mass at the Panteon that evening.
We are not Catholic, but it was something we wanted to participate in.

Interestingly, it was held outside a tall chapel that was very near Ida and Walter's grave. Afterward, we sat with a few other foreigners who had adopted graves in that same area. We saw many mexican people we knew and they came up to see us and say hello. It was a wonderful experience and we felt very welcomed by our friends. I think they seemed very happy that the foreign graves were being recognized and cared for.
We stayed for several hours and then headed home.
The next morning the sky was mottled with pink and lavendar clouds.

So, this afternoon, I am 'HOME ALONE' and thrilled about it. I do not get much time here in the casa all alone. Senor is usually working and Umberto is often here as well.

BUT Senor is playing bridge this afternoon. I am very happy to see him go and do something and so excited to have him gone. Do not misunderstand that.

His mother taught him to play bridge and poker when he was young. He tried to teach me to play bridge, but I do not get it at all. There are alot of bridge players here in Alamos and I happened to mention to someone that he used to play and VOILA!!!

He spent alot of time this morning, reviewing the game, opening bids, strategies, and all kinds of good stuff. He printed out so many sheets of paper that he broke the printer. He promised as he was leaving that he would fix it................later.

So, I am just messing around..................doing nothing................and it feels good. I stay very busy when Senor is here. He stays busy, so I stay busy.

I should go out and work on the fence, but I am working on one last little section and it is right in front of Jesus' porch. Only, Jesus is not back there. Someone else is.

On Sunday, I was working there and I came face to face with a new old man as he started walking back to the bathroom that is under the tarps. At first I thought it was Jesus. He was wearing Jesus' black and red checkered bathrobe. But he looked me right in the eye and it is indeed a new old man. This man said.......buenas dias.........................Jesus never said that to me. He always yelled at me......agua! Senora! aqua! Quiero agua! agua!

I always ignored him. I am not going to be his water girl, especially when his sister lives thirty feet away. I do wonder where he went............

So, was I saying I should be working on the fence? I might take a nap instead.

I want to show you one last picture before I start my nap.

Remember the hot water heater we bought last year?

Well, summer came quickly and the sun really heats up our black tinnaco, giving us nice warm water.

Now winter is coming and I do not think there will be any hot water because the hot water heater is still in the box.

But, you know what? We have roofs now on those back two little rooms and that is so much more important than installing a hot water heater.

And I am so happy Senor is interested in taking some time off and playing bridge.

I will look forward to him coming back, but for now, you know what I mean..............

WOOOHOOOOO!!!!!! I am home alone!

adios...................linda lou