Let me state to begin with I’m happy just to still be on the planet earth when so many I have cared about are not. I am so happy to be here in sunny Zihuatanejo where the aches and pains of arthritis and other old age maladies seem to disappear. To a great extent this is a society that subscribes to the “be happy, don’t worry” train of thought. I couldn’t agree more, by nature I am not a worrier. Either fix it or forget it.
Our friend Brenda who is both our friend, local barkeep and our cleaning lady has this adorable 8 year old daughter Erica. Erica is going to spend the school vacation with her Abuela (grandmother) so we gave her the Christmas gifts today. How wonderful it is to see a child truly excited over the immediate gift, not just racing on to the next one. A few coloring books and some colored pencils and a carton of “hatchables” little toys that come out of eggs should help to keep her content while visiting the Abuela out in the country with no internet and minus all the modern conveniences. Her happy smiles made us happy.
I usually go out for an early morning walk after 1st light, and since we’ve been eating a lot of fruits and veggies I have lots of trimmings and peals and since I’m used to saving all of that for the Senor’s chickens it just made sense that I could find a needy flock here. I didn’t have to look to far. But I was concerned that the man preparing his coconuts for the day where i located the flock would think I was just dumping garbage. But he knew exactly what I was doing and even called the chickens for me. It wasn’t anything like chick,chick,chick. But now they expect me and just come even when I call them. They are becoming bilingual!
Signs were posted around town about the “Birthday Bash” so while the Senor glued himself to NFL playoffs at a local watering hole I went to the birthday/charity event. It was quite pleasant even though I felt like quite an outsider as I didn’t know a soul when I arrived, but that was soon remedied. I purchased one of Owen’s books, “Dog Gone” and he was gracious enough to sign it for me, I had previously read his “Prisoner in Paradise” which has since been passed on to friends. I listened to some very good musicians, heard some local tales.
Following the event I took my kindle to “TA TA’s” restaurant on the beach for a couple of mango margarita’s, absolutely yummy with a good book, kind breezes and a continuous parade of life going by.
And now as I sit on my balcony the music from the Sunday evening events at the Zocolo drift my way, a great end to a great day. Signing off KO