“Does it have an off-switch?” asked my friend Julie Sheehan. “Not that I have ever seen.” I replied. We were having our weekly tete-a-tete over cappuccinos-extra hot, no milk, foam only and a […]
Coffee! Just hearing the word, and I can smell that dark, sweet and rich aroma. Just say the word, Coffee, and I can taste it, hot, and strong and wonderful. Coffee, the elixir[…]
There were nine stately palms that formed a dramatic backdrop to my house. They stood century over the bare lot for near to 30 years. When we finished the construction of our home[…]
Like the day JFK was shot forty-eight years ago, September 11, 2001 is a day everyone will remember, they will remember exactly where they were and what they were doing when the news came of the first attacks at the Twin Towers in New York.
How do you get help for a stubbed toe with an infected ingrwon tonail when there is no podiarist in town?
Have a p[edicure, and get a shot of novacaine from a dentist(in the toe) a true story.
So what’s the climate like in La Paz? Well most of the year it is wonderful, a place where outdoor living is an art form. And drinking icy-cold umbrella drinks is expected. But[…]
Standing naked in my bathroom, arms outstretched, and drenched in honey, I wondered just how I was going to get through the day. I was so sticky! I could not put on clothes. If I put my arms down, they would be glued to my side. And ditto for slipping on flip-flops. Well, I couldn’t actually put on flip-flops because my feet and the bathmat were quickly becoming a bonded pair.
“What? You are moving to Mexico? Aren’t you scared?” These were the words of frinds and family when we sold our house, had the mother of garage sales and left for points south[…]
a>href=”http://www.mexicomusings.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/03/hola-thomas-1.jpg”> Little boys of barely 8 years old should be in school. They should be playing with friends, riding their bikes or scooters, going to scout meetings. They should not be in a[…]
The other day I was in Chedraui, the main grocery store in La Paz and right before my eyes was a display of the loveliest potted tulips. I did not hesitate; I grabbed two pots of these luscious blooms. One pot for my office and one for the dining room table.