Senor and Linda Lou have been in Pueblo Alamos, Sonora, Mexico for 10 years.
Every day brings a new discovery.
They are still working on the casa............Senor says, it won't be long.........but Linda Lou says, it won't be long until what..............stay tuned to find out what's next.

Thursday, October 5, 2017

SAW FOUR

Buen dia!

Did you see the movie SAW?

I liked it. 
I think it is one of the best psychological thrillers ever made.
I even liked Saw Two, but they lost me with Saw Three.
I think that's the one where the guy fell in to a pit of hypodermic needles.


I like all kinds of movies, but no one likes to watch them with me.
I talk to the movie.
I tell the characters............do not open that door..............don't go in there.................get away from him.......she should not date him.......or I say....I KNEW that would happen, and then, the worst.......... oh, oh, oh..... or oh my gosh!

Our kids hated how I did that when they were growing up.
If Santa's sleigh was not going to get off the ground I could tell you that before he even got in the sleigh.

I would talk to comedies, westerns, anything: THE LITTLE MERMAID? I knew every time Ursula was going to try and harm Ariel and whoa! THE PIRATES OF THE CARRIBEAN, don't get me started. 
I could have told you every single thing that was going to happen before it happened.

Like I said no one likes to watch movies with me.

Of course since Senor and I have been in Mexico we have seen only a few movies.
We saw THE HELP which was lovely.
 I knew Hilly was going to fire Yule May before she even hired her and I told Yule May to not go to work there. 
But, did she listen?

And once while in Navojoa I went to the picture show and saw the newest STAR WARS. 
Thank goodness I was the only person in there.
I knew R2-D2 would save them, but they didn't listen to me until it was almost too late. 

Alamos used to have a Sunday movie night at the Museum 
I remember taking our kids to see a movie there and I said something and both our kids yelled.......mom! stop it!

Three years ago I bought a subscription to Mexico Netflix.

I did not watch a thing on it until I broke my foot.

First I watched a couple of movies.

Then I watched  all 6 available seasons of THE WALKING DEAD.
Do you know how many zombies that is?
 I got to where I could identify the Zombies that were killed in the previous episodes and realized they were just using a lot of them over and over again.

And no matter how good I became at identifying this Zombie recycling, I still called out to the characters to tell them they were in trouble.

The first few episodes  of The Walking Dead I watched on my tablet in the afternoon, while Senor was on the computer.
With my ear plugs in I  did not realize how much I was talking to the characters until I noticed the mean looks I was getting from Senor. 
Finally I adjusted to the show and just kept a little pillow over my mouth.

Now that the series is over I have switched back to movies.
None of them are new releases and most I have seen before, a long time ago.  

I felt so sad for the people (well, except for Karen, what a mess she was) on board the Stevens aircraft in AIRPORT 77, I cried as the plane sank to the ocean floor, but I told them I just knew Jack Lemmon would save them.

And that poor girl in THE DAY AFTER TOMORROW who got the infection in her leg.
I KNEW that was going to happen and I told her not to walk past that car with the broken piece of the bumper where she scraped her leg.

I went to the Doctor this week.
I have seen him every Tuesday now for six weeks.
He has always been very nice.
But I must have talked too much while he was removing the cast.
It was just like I was watching a movie.

Senor caught it on camera.
It's not really a movie, just still shots.

Be glad it is not a movie with audio.

And just because I KNOW someone is going to ask me, NO, that is not my other leg on the left of the photo. 
That is the Dr's arm.






And I'm not going to show you a picture of my foot post cast, especially those of you who were grossed out by the orange silk embroidered fabric shown in the last post and emailed me to find out if that was a part of my body.
You silly people!
If that were part of my body would I have even shown it?
okie dokie, that's a take.
We will hope there will never be a SAW FIVE.