I am overwhelmed by concerned friends and family. No, please, no worries, we have not fallen off the face of the earth, not been kidnapped at gun point or robbed either, not returned to the states to live and no, the hot water heater is still not hooked up to the propane tank, but the weather is changing and the sun is warming up the tinaca and yes, we are staying clean. Cookies is fine but has put on a little weight, green parakeets are still cruising the back yard, palms are getting taller, Humberto and Senor are working daily on the casa. Did I answer all of your questions?
We went to the sea. Nice and quiet, no left over Semana Santa'ers on extended vacations. In fact, it was breezy and cool and I had to wear a light jacket over my pajamas which I decided to wear that day to the beach, guessing I would not see anyone I knew and knowing that we were not going to the market after. Senor sat at the table under our favorite palapa restaurant and enjoyed the view and I snapped away. Beautiful view and tasty fish lunch to go with it.
When we returned home my sweet little friend, Uriel, the keeper of the most widely acclaimed assortment of Pancho Villa antiquities came ringing the bell. Uriel is a quiet bell ringer, unlike Victor, the tamale boy, who rings non stop until you come out to buy at least one tamale.
So, Uriel stopped by with a gourd that once belonged to Pancho Villa. In fact, according to Uriel, Villa kept his own personal tequila in this gourd. When he was in the mountains hiding from Obregon, and looking for Zapata who had recently cheated him in a card game, Villa's horse became sick. After a few swigs of this tequila, the horse was able to get Pancho Villa all the way to Veracruz.
Pancho Villa kept a nail in the top of the gourd so the tequila would not leak out and of course, two small gourd cups, one for Villa and one for the horse. I enjoy Uriel. Not only is he a good nine year old salesman, he speaks a little English and is very animated, loves Pancho Villa and sure knows his history.
So Senor gets an allowance for Victor, the bell ringing tamale boy, and I have my allowance for Uriel and all of his Pancho Villa artifacts.
Unfortunately, after a few days, the gnats got to Pancho Villa's bottle and I had to toss it over the fence, but I kept the nail. Who knows, some day it might be worth something.
Mas manana y que le vaya bien......................linda lou