Famous Readers

Somebody pinch me, please!

I must be dreaming.


Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought that a certain someone, who just happens to be the richest man in the world and owner of Mexico's largest phone company, would read my blog.

But after yesterday's blog post, I'm pretty sure he does.

How else do you explain the phone/internet lines here in town getting repaired just hours after I wrote about them being down?

It's Carlos Slim, I'm telling you.  He's the only person who could have gotten anyone to work during Semana de Pascua.  He read my cry for help and made a call. 

Wow!  Carlos Slim actually reads my blog. 

Maybe I should mention that I would really love an Ipad. 


Blogger in Exile

Last week, I was more than happy to take the week off for some much needed rest and relaxation.

But this week, I am being forced to take an extended vacation. Phone/internet lines are down all over town, thanks to a small fire that broke out earlier this week. Even the wi-fi on my Kindle was down for a couple of days.

I'm not sure how long this outage will last, because it is Semana de pascua (Easter week) and many people are still on vacation, including the good folks over at Telmex, I'm sure. We shall see.

So in the meantime, I will be here at home, in exile, with no way of communicating with the outside world. Yes, I realize that I have my Kindle, but that last sentence wouldn't sound as dramatic had I mentioned it.

See you soon. I hope.


Taking a Break...

Just thought I'd let you all know that I am going to take a bloggy/internet break this week to spend more time with my family and to enjoy the Holy Week festivities.  I will be back next week with lots of pics and posts.  Stay safe.  And have a Happy Easter! :) 


Everything but the kitchen sink...

I didn't do such a great job last week of keeping everyone updated on what's going on in our lives.  I'm going to blame it on Daylight Savings.  It really kicked my butt last week.  But now that the kiddies are on Spring Break, I'm hoping that I'll get my groove back.  


As I just mentioned, Spring Break has begun.  I love the fact that Spring Break in Mexico is still a very religious holiday and that it's still referred to as Vacaciones de Semana Santa (Holy Week vacation) and not Spring Break/Holiday.

If you want to know how Easter is celebrated in my pueblito, take a look at one of my very first posts: Good Friday.  


My knee is almost back to normal.  (In case you didn't read Home Alone, I have been nursing an old cheerleading injury that acts up from time to time.)  Over the counter pain meds did absolutely nothing for the pain and discomfort I was feeling, but oddly enough, antibiotics did.  Never in a million years would I have guessed that I had an infection in my knee.


I am not the only person in our house who is nursing an injury.  Hubby twisted his ankle the other day.  I told him he needed to rest and shouldn't even think about riding his bike, until his ankle is feeling better.  BUT he didn't listen to me.  He went on a bike ride with our teenage nephews and some of his biking buddies.  Well, he forgot about his sore ankle and used his shoe clips.  Everything was fine, until he tried to unfasten his foot from the clip/pedal.  He couldn't twist his ankle to unbuckle his foot, so he ended up taking a pretty nasty tumble.  Poor guy!  Maybe next time he'll listen to me.

Speaking of Hubby, he is the greatest husband in the whole wide world.  Seeing as Santa forgot about my special request, Hubby picked me up a little something at the pharmacy this week...

Rechargeable batteries!  I, of course, couldn't be happier.

We finally got our truck fixed.  It was something to do with the clutch, I just can't remember the name of the part that broke.  Anyway, the parts cost 2000 pesos and the labor was another 600 pesos.  A little less than 250 U.S. dollars.

Our mechanic came to pick up our truck and left his bike for us to watch until he returned our truck.

I wonder, is this common practice in the U.S.?

My recipe blog turns 2 years old on Tuesday, so be sure to stop by and say "Hola!"  


How was your week?  Did I miss anything? 


Spanish Friday: Age is in the eye of the beholder

I'm linking up, once again with my friend Tracy from Latinaish for Spanish Friday.  Don't speak or read Spanish?  Not a problem.  Scroll down for the English version.  

Esta mañana, mientras limpiaba los cajones de mi cocina, encontré unos tazos que mis hijos tenían olvidados.  Los deje en el pretil, sabiendo que Jack iba a querer jugar con ellos en cuanto llegara del kínder.

“Mijo ¿Qué crees que encontré hoy?”


“No.  Encontré unos tazos.”

“¿Cuántos encontraste?”

“No se.  ¿Por qué no los cuentas?”

Jack conto los tazos en silencio y luego grito, “¡Mamá tengo tantos tazos como tu años!”

“¿De veras?  ¿A poco había tantos tazos?

“Si.  Mira.  Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, cinco, seis, siete, ocho, nueve, diez, once, doce, trece, catorce, quince.”

Jack dejo de contar y volteo a mirarme, “Ves Mamí.  Quince tazos, igual que tus años.”  
Que niño tan listo ¿no creen?


English Translation:

This morning, as I was cleaning out my kitchen drawers, I came across a couple of tazos (milk caps) that my kiddies had forgotten about.  I left them on the counter, knowing that Jack would want to play with them when he got home from kindergarten.

"Mijo, guess what I found today?"


"No.  I found a couple of tazos."

"How many did you find?"

"I don't know.  Why don't you count them?"

Jack silently counted the tazos, then blurted out, "Mom, I have as many tazos as you've had birthdays!"

"Really?  There were that many tazos?"

"Yes.  Look.  One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen."

Jack stopped counting and turned to look at me,  "See Mommy, fifteen tazos.  Just like your age."

Smart kid, don't you think?


Wordless Wednesday



Home Alone

This afternoon, I find myself in the strangest of predicaments.

I am home alone.

No Hubby.  No kiddies.  And no shop to watch over.

Just me.

Free to do whatever I want.

The responsible mom in me thinks I should take this time to catch up on housework.  Maybe do another load of laundry.  Or reorganize my kitchen cabinets.  It's probably what I should be doing.  But do I really want to waste these few precious hours that I'm going to be alone on housework?  I think not!

The rebellious teen I once thought I was wants to do something outrageous and fun.  Like dance around in my underwear and one of Hubby's shirts, while rocking out to some Bob Seger, Risky Business style.  If it weren't for the fact that I am currently nursing an old cheerleading wound, I would totally rock it better than Heidi Klum in the Guitar Hero commercial.

My inner diva thinks I should take a nice, long, relaxing bubble bath and enjoy a glass of wine or two.  I still have that bottle of White Zinfandel just waiting to be opened.  But then I remind the diva that we don't actually have a bathtub, just a really large shower.  It just wouldn't be the same.

I could use this time to catch up on the sleep I've been missing this week, thanks to Daylight Savings.  But if I did that, I wouldn't be able to sleep tonight and I'd be right back where I started.

Taking a walk around the neighborhood to take pictures for the next Mi Mexico Monday post is out of the question, thanks to my old knee injury acting up.  (It does that from time to time.)  And it's a slow afternoon in the neighborhood, so sitting outside to people watch would be just as exciting as watching paint dry.  No, gracias

I could read a book on my Kindle.

Or maybe I should use this time to watch a movie.  I really loved Julie & Julia and have been wanting to watch it again, but Hubby and the kiddies weren't too crazy about it.  This could be the perfect opportunity to do just that.  Maybe I will.

Unless I think of something better and/or more exciting to do.

Being home alone is such a rare occurrence, I really don't know what to do with myself.

What would you do? 


Kids Say the Darndest Things (Spanish Friday Edition)

Hace bastante tiempo que no participo en Spanish Friday con mi amiga Tracy de Latinaish.  Creo que ya llego la hora de hacerlo de nuevo.   Y como es viernes, decidí compartir algo que los pondra de muy buen humor para recibir el fin de semana.

Es una pequeña conversación, pero muy graciosa, que escuche entre mi marido y nuestro sobrino de diez años, quien vino a pasar la tarde con mis hijos.  Como mis hijos aun no terminaban con sus tareas de la escuela, mi sobrino fue a platicar con su tío (mi marido) a la tapicería.

Poncho (mi marido):  ¿Mijo, no te dejaron tarea?

Sobrino:  Si.  Me dejaron unas preguntas.

Poncho:  ¿Y ya te las aprendiste?

Sobrino:  Si.

Poncho:  ¡Ah, que bueno, mijo! 

Sobrino:  Si, ahora lo único que me falta es aprenderme las respuestas.

¡Ay niños!


(English Translation:)

It's been awhile since I participated in Spanish Fridays with my friend Tracy, from Latinaish.  I think it's high time I do it again.  Being that it's Friday, I thought I'd share something to get you in a good mood for the weekend. 

It's a short conversation that I overheard between Hubby and our 10 year old nephew, who came to spend the afternoon with my kiddies.  Since the kiddies were still finishing their homework, my nephew went to the shop to talk with his uncle (Hubby).  

Hubby:  Don't you have any homework?

Nephew:  Yes, the teacher gave me a few questions.

Hubby:  Did you learn all of them?

Nephew:  Yes.

Hubby:  That's great!  

Nephew:   Yeah, now all I have to learn is the answers.


Mi Mexico Monday: El Jardin

For this week's virtual tour of Mi Mexico, we are going to visit the most frequented place of all, located right in the center of town...El Jardin (the plaza or townsquare).

El Jardin is where the townsfolk gather for just about every major event that happens in our small town: civic ceremonies, town meetings, parades, etc.  While you will find a number of people hanging out in El Jardin on any given day, the busiest of all is Sunday

You can't walk through El Jardin, without noticing this large monument in honor of our benefactor, J. Jesus Gonzalez Gallo, who went on to become Governor of the great state of Jalisco in 1947.

Speaking of monuments to prominent figures in our town's history, the most recent addition is this bust in honor of Cardinal Juan Sandoval Iñiguez's 50th anniversary in the Catholic Church.  The Cardinal was born and raised in Yahualica and is now the Archbishop of Guadalajara. 

No Jardin would be complete without a kiosco.  On Sunday evenings, la banda del pueblo (the town symphony) can be heard playing la serenata, which starts at 8pm, for all to enjoy.

One of my favorite sights in El Jardin is los pensionados, a group of elderly gentlemen who gather daily to catch up on local gossip.

There are plenty of bancas (benches) for one to sit and pass the time.

You can also get your shoes shined.  There are fours shoeshine stands located on one side of El Jardin.

But the best part of El Jardin, is that it's a place where you can spend an enjoyable afternoon/evening with la familia.

I've shown you Mi Mexico, now it's time for you to show me yours.


Daylight Savings...Bah! Humbug!

"I don't want to Spring Forward!"

I'm about to turn in for the night, but before I do, there is something I have to do.  I really don't want to do it, but I have to, because everyone else in Mexico is doing it.

I'm going to "Spring Forward" all of the clocks in my house.

Daylight Savings is upon us and I am not happy about it.

For someone who loves Spring and Summer and pretty much every holiday/celebration known to man, I really dislike Daylight Savings.  Of all the things Mexico could copy from the U.S. -  por ejemplo punctuality - they had to choose something as horrible as Daylight Savings.  POR QUE?!  

O, Daylight Savings, why don't I like thee?  Let me count the ways...

1.  The White Rabbit Effect:  After a good night's sleep, I wake up feeling well rested, refreshed and ready for a brand new day.  But then I glance at the clock and realize that it's an hour later than I thought and for the rest of the day I feel like "I'm late!  I'm late!  For a very important date!"  This will go on for a week or two or until sometime mid-Summer. 

2.  Baby, It's Dark Outside:  I wake up at 6am every weekday morning, to make sure that the kiddies wake up and make it to school on time.  Do you know how hard it is to wake kiddies up in the morning when it's still dark outside?  I don't even like waking up when it's dark out.  I agree with Jack when he peeks out the bedroom window the first couple of mornings, "Todavia es de noche!  Quiero dormir mas."  (It's still night-time!  I want to sleep more.)

*Note to self: Buy more coffee!  You're going to need it! 

3.  But I'm Not Sleepy:   Yes, we all love the long sunny days and being able to play outside.  But here in our pueblito, it doesn't get dark until 8:30pm.  Even later during the Summer.  The kiddies love to play outside.  So much so that they don't even want to come in for dinner.  Atleast not until it gets dark.  But then they only have 15 to 20 minutes after they eat dinner before they have to go to bed.  Again, do you know how difficult it is to convince FOUR kiddies to go to sleep, when the sun barely set 30 minutes ago?

The grown-ups aren't any easier to convince.  When I finally do go to bed, I end up tossing and turning most of the night worrying about whether or not I'm going to wake up on time.  It's a vicious cycle.  

4.  More Sun = More Work:  My suegro is "old school".  He worked on a farm his whole life, so he believes in working from Sun Up 'til Sun Down.   Suegro will open the shop, just as we are shuttling the first of the kiddies to school, claiming that the sun is up, might as well take advantage of it.  (He isn't phased by Daylight Savings.)  And well, you can't close the shop if there's still daylight to burn.

And speaking of work, since the days are longer, there's always more to do around the house.  

I'm sure I'll be reminded of a couple of more reasons to dislike Daylight Savings this week.  You'll probably even read about them.

If for some reason you don't hear from me much this week, it's because I've fallen victim to el demonio Daylight Savings.  
    Daylight Savings....BAH!  HUMBUG!


    A little of this and a little of that...

    Happy April Fools!  Sorry to disappoint you, but there isn't going to be a trick post trying to fool everyone into believing something that isn't true.  That type of post can be fun, but it's even funner when you aren't expecting it, like on Dia de los Santos Inocentes (Mexican April Fools) in December.  Reading that post still makes me laugh out loud.    

    My washing machine is up and running, once again.  Hubby's uncle stopped by the day after My House Hates Me and reattached the fallen doohickey.  It took all of about 15 minutes and cost a mere 50 pesos (less than 5 dollars).  Now I am back to my never ending battle with Mount Washmore.


    Hubby and I finally agreed to buy a bigger fridge!  Not huge like the fancy refrigerators in the States, but bigger than the one we had.  We were planning to go fridge shopping this weekend, but we've had to put those plans on hold for a bit.  (I'll explain in a second.)  I'm just happy I was able to talk Hubby out of getting the dorm-room mini fridge.

    The reason Hubby and I are going to have to wait on buying a fridge, is that we have another unexpected expense that we aren't sure how much is going to cost us.  Dora, our Ford Explorer, broke down today.  Hubby thinks it's the clutch.  I have no idea.  All I know is that Hubby can't get it into any gear and the clutch doesn't work.  Our mechanic is coming to pick it up on Monday.  I hope it's nothing too serious. 

    Daylight Savings starts in most parts of Mexico this Sunday, so don't forget to "Spring Forward".  I am not looking forward to it, but that is a tale for another day.