After a lengthy Christmas season distinguished by the lack of obnoxiousness emanating from the local churches - no fireworks, no music, no 5:00AM song-and-dance numbers in the street (all of which is especially strange since Christmas celebrates the birth of an infant, which as I understand it, often results in a lot of sleepless nights) - the Crazy Jesus People are back. The past two mornings have been marked by pre-dawn fireworks and a musical parade by the Holy Order of the Sacred Barbie Doll. From what we can tell, it's actually some kind of Barbie Doll collectors' convention. Grown men - and I mean burly, rough-hewn men from the countryside, men who have all been on horseback within the last 48 hours - have gathered up the street at the Templo de la Cruz to display their prized Barbies (left), exchange tips on dresses, hair and makeup, etc, before beginning the week-long pilgrimage to the Shrine of the Malibu Dream House, located in San Juan de los Lagos. We have to say, for a Catholic Church-sponsored event, it's really pretty progressive.
Friday, January 18, 2008
Get Used to It
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The well-informed tourists in Mexico Lite already are up in arms, complaining on a travel website about how outrageous it is that the city does not ban the cannons and guns that are interrupting their sleep. And to think, only a few weeks ago they were outraged by the weather. See you in the campo -- I am bringing Ken.
When we lived there I always found the birds much more annoying than the fireworks. If anyone is running an anti-bird petition, I'll sign.
What type of birds, hmm?
One should easily become accustomed to the sounds of their local birds, as we have, to provide more foundation for your developing enjoyment. (There's a pair of hawks next door, which are very vocal on many mornings. That's an acquired taste, to be sure.)
K's b-day is tomorrow (the 20th). Why not surprise him?
Cheers ~ Elizabeth
I love all God's creatures, Elizabeth, as long as they're quiet until 9:00-9:30AM.
Who's K?
Thought you'd have figured this out by now ~
Chilly over here today, but festive nonetheless.
You left a trail, some months ago....
Oh...that K! Around whom I left that trail! Of course, yeah, wish him a happy birthday for me. He'll be starting school this year, won't he?
Um, not that I know of ~ altho' he does need to renew his big license early this summer, which may require some brushing up :~) (but knowing our Skip, he'll shine brightly just as he is.)
[scratches head, shrugs.]
Okay then, (scratching head with shrugs) Sorry you missed the big guy’s natal remembrance day, but in fact we’re counting today within that framework as well. (officially decreed by *me*) A bit windy & chilly for boating, but we’ll be getting a brisk low-tide sunset walk with our illustrious b.c., Bonnie, in a short while.
K had an Uncle Frank, once….
Hope it's a good day in your world over there :~) Elizabeth
I'm not hearing any bells ringing. I did know someone named Bonnie, but she was an editor who lived in Silver Springs.
Geeez, was she also a b.c.? That's our quirky, wonderful perro, border-collie Bonnie. (you refer to Silver Springs, Md?)
Alrighty then, our skip has just russled up some dinner, so I believe I'll partake. Best offer I'll be getting :~)
C'mon now, hear any bells? You set the stage....
I do feel bad that I'm drawing such a blank here, but I've run through all the Elizabeths, Lizes, Bettys, Beths, etc, that I can think of, cross-referenced with border collie owning, sailing-enthusiast Aquarii, and, well, sorry. No idea who Skip is either (I do have a friend named Chip, but he lives pretty far inland), and I still can't tell if K is a man or a parakeet, or something in between. Anyway, feel free to email me.
And you're up mighty early, too! I'm just verifying the bank's bookeeping, prior to paying some bills, so again I'm drawn back to the web. yawn ~
Seems like you're a bit frustrated by now. I really tho't you'd have zero'd in on the K/Skip connection by now. Tho't I dropped just enough clues, but then you must be a busy guy, eh? (too many distractions) Are you working for a publication over there, or for yourself?
Well, the tribe get-together this summer is on the lake in N.H. once again, 3rd wk. in July.
Nope. I know three people who have places on/near lakes in NH, but none are Indians, have an Elizabeth in the family and a salamander named K-Skip. I officially give up.
Oh for God's sake {!}
If I weren't a woman you wouldn't think I'd be ready to dish the news so soon. It may be nothing to you; then again, it may be *something*. (seemed like something when I first found your post.) Weighing the may-be's, I suppose I should reveal ~
Things That
Begin with 'Q':
hmm, that would be hubband, & me (by default)
Oh, the Q Tribe! Why didn't you just say so? We'll be there.
I've been trying to, since I stumbled upon your 7/07 blog prior to Kev's b-day. But shishk ~ don't know if WE'll be there this time.
The QNs are, generally speaking, lousy cooks, so you won't be missing much.
OK Frank, the rest of the world gives up! Who the hell are you talking to????
M
Well, it's easy to figure out if it finally occurs to you to check the SiteMeter, discover that the comments are coming from Sanibel, FL, and then suddenly remember that you wrote something about someone from Sanibel 380 posts ago (part of a series of posts on people named Koughan, which is still ongoing but hampered the the fact that not a single person named Koughan has appeared in print since then), and then search Nexis's public records database to confirm that this person is married to an Elizabeth...why then, it's easy as pie!
You've gotta be more creative, M[om].
Y'see, you had everything you needed & then some. (you just seemed so excited all those 380 posts ago. Tho't you might still be :~) I ran across a couple interesting things backtacking from BurroHall to Essex Co. last night.
Best warm regards to Mom :~) I shoulda known ~
BTW, the captain has sent mail.
Quiet day here, foggy - which can happen in Jan. - and fairly warm. The large wintering flock of white pelicans looked great in the mist, just before sunset.
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