Tuesday, September 29, 2009

This and That

I truly wonder what the other full-time Gringos do down here. I mean, there's really nothing going on in this little village. I hate working everyday, but frankly, if we didn't have this job to focus on, what would we do?? Summers are too hot and humid to be outdoors unless you have a big pool or become a beach rat. Hell, even indoors is unpleasant. Thank God for our terraza and AC in the bedroom. So, with nothing to really do for six months of the year, I'd probably spend us into bankruptcy, and become a booze-hound, and Bob would just be a very unhappy camper. As November and December roll around, the snow birds return and for about six months, there is lots of socializing. We'll miss out on some of that too, as work is the priority. Just can't win...

It's finally cooling off, and soon we'll be riding our bikes to run the errands that we use the van for. It was incredibly windy last night, and our palm trees were bending just like during Hurricane Andres. This went on for about two hours. The stars are out this pre-dawn morning, and they are truly a sight.

We have finally purchased our plane tickets for Miami and Malaga, Spain for our Christmas with Dad and Wanda and my siblings. I'm really looking forward to that, and I am serious about dieting myself down a size. If I could stay away from the junk I indulge Bob in, such as: ice cream, cookies, brownies, cake, chocolate bars, and potato chips, I'd drop easily a couple of sizes. I also haven't been doing my morning walks as it's too buggy in the mornings. ( Bullshit Excuse #1). Then I bought an exercise tape, complete with workout mat and exercise bands and told myself that I could not possibly exercise downstairs in the guest bedroom until the old AC unit had been replaced. Well, a brand spanking new one was installed over 2 months ago, and I have yet to put the DVD on play. Now my thinking is that we need to try save a little money on the electric bill, which brings me to Bullshit Excuse #2. Now I could go on and on, but why beat myself up at 5am??

So a couple Mondays ago, Carol and I venture into Tecoman with the intention of bringing her new pup, Sammy, to the vet. He has a severe skin condition that needs tending to, and as all beach strays, he was malnourished. He is the most delicious baby. Well, we drop him off at the vet and were to leave him for two hours while they examined and bathed him. Well, five hours later we we returned. My buddy knows every killer clothes boutique and shoe store along the
main drag. She knows some of the owners by name. She scored a beautiful black dress that we're thinking would be perfect for New Years Eve. My big score was a knock-off Louis Vuitton
purse that we spied in a shop window. The shop was closed, and yet it was 4:10pm. Late opening up, I thought. Isn't siesta over at 4pm? So I ran the bell, and the owner grudgingly let us in as she told me she was getting ready to shower. " We won't be long", I said. My new purse is beautiful, and for $550 pesos, it was too good to pass up. It replaces the real Vuitton that I splattered orange paint on. This woman has beautiful purses shipped down from NYC every month. Carol and I have a date in 3 weeks to return. We picked up Sammy who has mange, but has been receiving medication for it, and it should clear up in about a month.

Bob has decided to get his hair cut this morning. It's down to his shoulders, and hasn't been cut since last winter. I guess he finally tired of the scruffy, hippy look. I'm secretly thrilled. I prefer a more polished look.

Later.

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Sad News

I'm very sad to report that we will be taking Reymundo to the Perreria in Colima this morning. I was really hoping that our landlord would come through on his promise to stop by yesterday and take Rey to his Uncle's ranch. Well, no surprise that Jorge never showed up.
Rey is difficult to manage at mealtimes, and Ratzo is very frightened of him. My primary obligation is to Ratzo. God only knows the awful life she had before joining our family.
Yet, Rey is good-looking and is gentle with people, though he would do best as the only pet. I pray someone adopts him, and he can live a good life. At least at the shelter, he'll be overseen by a Vet and will have a constant source of food and water.

Even rationalizing all this... I carry a heavy heart.
Later.

Sunday, September 6, 2009

We're Stuck

Well, it was a real fiasco when Carol and I took Rey to Bobbie and Philip's house. He was acting like he was on his death bed, listless and lacking in any personality whatsoever. Carol and I left him there as they promised to try him out for a week. We went to Carol's to pick up some kibble and went right back to B & P's. Well, Rey ends up escaping when they let him out back. I end up chasing him with the van way down the street as he's headed for the Turtle Farm. Brother. I get him in the car, and I can tell he's relieved and super happy. Carol tells B & P that I found him, she jumps in the car, and both of us laugh as Rey is a totally different dog now, spunky and active. Maybe he sensed I was trying to pawn him off. I don't know. He definitely wins the acting award for PATHETIC.
So I took him to the vet on Friday for a bath and shots. He's a very happy camper now. We're stuck for a while until I can place him in a good home. He's definitely the alpha dog of the house, much to Luna's dismay. She does alot of grumbling, but several feet away from Rey.

So, I'm thrilled with the paint job Bob and I did in the master bedroom and upstairs living room. I'm definitely NOT THRILLED about spilling paint all over the inside of the van and on my Louis Vuitton purse as the paint can lid was not on tight. Oh well. I'm not sweating the small stuff anymore.
Today we have a pool party at Luly's, followed by dinner and Mexican Train. Ken and Carol will be there as well. FUN...
Later

Thursday, September 3, 2009

Guess Who's Back

I was on my way to Bodega on Tuesday morning early. As I make the turn at the Plaza, who do I see but Rey laying in the street. I immediately flew out the van and went to his side. He was soooo skinny and weak and started crying when I got close. I lifted him up, all skin and bones and put him in the van for the short ride home. The bus driver parked there looked at me like I was nuts. (I don't care.)
So I brought Rey home, gave him a little canned food and jumped into the shower with him as he was smelly and bug-infested. Poor baby. He has slept for the past two days, has eaten like a champ, and it appears our little Luna is somewhat infatuated with him. Poor Ratzo has been kicked to the curb for now.
Talking with my pal, Carol- possibly Bobbie and Philip might consider adopting him. I hope so. He's the sweetest pup. Unfortunately, we have a full plate with Ratzo and Luna, and one more baby is just a little much.
We're just waiting for Bobbie to return from Ajijic so they can stop by and see Rey.
Later