Ok kitchen first. The new place we're moving to has the kitchen on the first floor and the living room & master bedroom on the second floor. Hmmm maybe we should get a coffeemaker and have it upstairs- I remember a million years ago setting the timer on the coffeemaker so I had some before work. There's actually a small wet bar upstairs so we could keep water and coffee there (maybe nite time snacks...). On the other other hand, maybe a kitchen a little further from me at nite is not such a bad thing ha ha.
The Playa Ventura house had the kitchen in another building across the patio so that's even further. Now my dream kitchen (ok this is a joke....kinda) was this house I rented for 6 months before I bought our little house in Petaluma. It had 3 bedrooms, but the house was long and skinny; two of the bedrooms were right off the living room with a bathroom between them and connecting doors. The master bedroom which had it's own full bathroom, was off the kitchen. I mean, from my bed I could see the fridge! I liked that very much!! Ha ha. So a downstairs kitchen will be new.
I wish I could remember exactly what the damn house looks like downstairs! I remember that wide hallway and the laundry room. I remember the room across the hall that had some exercise equipment in it- it was a bedroom, and I think (not sure) the next bedroom was connected to that one- but also had another entrance? Crap I don't know! And there's a bathroom somewhere....I'm hoping I remember the size of the area the round kitchen table was in, cause I was thinking about taking the table out and putting in a love seat, and one of the tvs...so that while we're cooking (ok while Everardo is cooking) I can be curled up on the couch reading or we can both be watching a show...or he can be on his laptop while something is boiling or baking or whatever ha ha.
I do remember the front door from the outside though, and my pots will look wonderful set out on each side. And I also remember the yard is at least as big as this one, and not all this dry dusty dirt, and will be good for Sam. And who knows if Brownie is coming as well! We're feeding him and he and Sam play all day. I haven't seen Sam play like this since he was a puppy- now he's taking puppy toys and teasing Brownie with them. If he does come, sooner than later he'll be at least as big as Sam. I think, I hope they want to keep him, but I'm worried about him. The kid (Omar 5yrs) never plays with him. They don't let him in the house, and they don't get that a puppy needs to eat at least 3 times a day. I gave her some puppy food yesterday we had left over from Lucky and half the birthday cake left over from Everardo's birthday on Sunday. I offered her our screen door as well; I mean maybe she always has the door closed because of mosquitoes or flies...maybe that's why the kid hardly plays outside? I don't know....but we figure once we leave he's gonna start scratching at their door. I told Omar when Sam leaves that Brownie will be lonely and need him to play with him. Then yesterday afternoon he did actually come outside for a while.
We're just going to play it by ear. If she doesn't want him, we'll take him. I think she does want him- to bark, for protection; I mean she said we could leave Sam (ha ha yeah right). She likes how Sam barks and even growls at her boyfriend when he comes thru the gate! I just worry he'll be ignored, be lonely. And I haven't seen them pick up any dog poop, not once. Everardo really likes him, and the funny thing is- Sam does too. Sam ignored Lucky completely, but maybe that's because Sam knew Lucky was sick. But all in all I'm not sure it's a good idea to take Brownie with us, which is why I'm just trying to wait and see. I am worried for him, but for us- moving into a furnished rental house with a chewy puppy. He's chewing shoes, and whatever he can find outside....and he's not house broken either. We're working on it- putting his nose in it, a butt spank and out he goes! But he's outside alot so we haven't done much. But he's NOT our dog! And it's not my job! hmmm yeah we'll see. The problem is he's so darn cute- watching him play outside, fighting weeds and attacking pieces of wood, scared of the birds who drink from his water bowl, but now stands far away and barks at them...pretty funny.
Sunday was Everardo's birthday and I surprised him when he got back from the beach with a tres leches cake, balloons, a long sign and a silly hat he wouldn't wear. Actually he probably wasn't too surprised cause I wouldn't ignore his birthday. Last year was a little tougher in Playa Ventura...besides a cake there wasn't anywhere near by to get balloons or streamers- and no way would I have driven the 2 hours up tp Acapulco- it's just not safe driving there. Not because of cartels or anything- because people drive like maniacs. But we had a really nice dinner my friend Chela made for us. Everardo had a huge fresh caught fish grilled with all kinds of spices.
So Sunday we went on a sunset cruise with our friends Deb and Rick. It was Deb's idea actually; I asked what she thought I could do, and she made the suggestion. She has (or maybe had), a business with another woman in Tuscon where they bring groups down to Puerto Penasco and she told me she has a favorite boat...so we went and there were 3 other couples. It was fun; Everardo had a really nice time. I on the other hand, was scared- the boat was too small! It was a sailboat with pontoons on the sides, so I guess it couldn't really tip over. But I was scared anyway. I made myself walk out on the netting at the front of the boat and grab the pole at the front. I yelled I was like the girl on Titanic but it felt like the Titanic ha ha. By the end of the trip I started to feel queasy...and stayed sick thru yesterday. But I didn't tell anyone I felt sick. Of course Everardo knew once we got home....But he liked his birthday and got lots of good wishes on facebook, from his daughter Elena, and my girls and lots of his friends.
Oh so the gift he wanted was a trip to the casino! Arrgghh the casino. But for him it's not arrgghh- only for me. He goes and plays just a few pesos or dollars, and leaves. And the fact is he's usually pretty lucky. The day I took Drew & Halla to the airport in Phoenix, he waited for me at the border in Sonoyta, and won almost $300 off of about one dollar. Saturday (he went the day before his birthday cause he wanted to work the beach on Sunday) he won about $40 USD from about 10 pesos (less than $1 USD), and yesterday with 100 pesos (about $8USD) he won more than $100 USD. So he never spends more than about 100 pesos, and he usually breaks even or comes out ahead. He just likes to sit and play-he only plays machines. Now me- I gamble like I used to drink. I am not to be trusted. I play always thinking just one more and I know I'll win big. We used to have a 2 hour and/or $40USD deal; we'd go up to the casino about an hour and a half from our place in northern Calif- it's in the country and there's always a nice place to have lunch and it's a nice drive- we like to go for drives.
I did it a couple of times, but then one day, after losing my $40 in about 5 minutes...went to the bathroom but there's an atm machine right next to it and without even thinking, I took out $100 and went back to the machine, and lost it in about 5 minutes again!! See one day I won about $1200 and so I kept thinking I could do it again. Everardo plays the nickel machines, and I start out there, but always switch to the dollar machines. I can't help myself. So I cannot be trusted. After that I just stopped going in. It's a nice drive so I still wanted to go, so sometimes I'd get dropped off in the little town before the road up to the casino and get a pedicure and a manicure. Or go sit in Starbucks and read a book and have a coffee, or even bring my laptop. Wander around the little town in the shops or sit in the park. A couple of times I simply had him park on the roof of the parking garage and read and snack in the car on a sunny day....see he liked to go about once a month and he really enjoyed it. He shouldn't be punished because I can't handle it...so we went, I just found other things to do.
I went with him to the casino in Ensenada, but lost all my money right away and it wasn't even fun cause I couldn't figure out what the machines were doing, I mean there was no just get 3 across or down, they were complicated and I got frustrated pretty quick. Plus it so smokey in there and no non smoking area. Ah well in Spanish or English I got addictions ha ha.
So lastly, my daughter has her final today in her medical assisting course...it's hard to type with my fingers crossed ha ha. But they draw numbers and get partners because it's clinical as well as written. She sent me a msg and her number is 18 so she might not even take her exam until tomorrow. But she will ace it. She has been the top student thru the entire course. I'm so proud of her! Then she has externship hours, and then hopefully will be offered a position soon. Because she's not currently working (laid off), she will be available for any shift so she'll be able to complete the required hours more quickly. Like I said, I'm so proud of her. She got laid off, let that sink in, looked around to consider her options, and got right back in the game. She is so determined- she can do anything she puts her mind to. Like the fairy princess wedding she's planning. Her being laid off and her finace' changing jobs was a jolt, but they took it in stride and adjusted their plans, probably with a bit of a delay, but she is determined (ok stubborn like me) and she is figuring it out. She knows where she wants to have her wedding and reception, she knows the kind of ceremony she wants, and she will have it! It will be expensive, but she's figured out her budget and what they need to do, and they're doing it. Did I say I was proud of her??? So I'm just waiting for her call to see how it went, and to hear the excitement in her voice of being proud of herself, of accomplishing what she set out to do, and the anticipation of whatever comes next. Both my daughters are determined, Halla is also working towards something, and I loved hearing her talk the other day about the fact that it was hard, but she knew she had to do it to get where she wants to go. That's huge...things have come easily for her, more so than for Drew, and so sticking with something is a big step for Halla. Like I said, hearing her talk about it, I think I understood the ramifications even more than she did. My babies are growing up.
Ok time to check on the doggys- it's too quiet outside ha ha!
Mexico fun fact:
About 60% of the modern Mexican population is mestizo (Indian-Spanish), 30% is Indian or predominately Indian, 9% is Caucasian, and 1% is other
The Playa Ventura house had the kitchen in another building across the patio so that's even further. Now my dream kitchen (ok this is a joke....kinda) was this house I rented for 6 months before I bought our little house in Petaluma. It had 3 bedrooms, but the house was long and skinny; two of the bedrooms were right off the living room with a bathroom between them and connecting doors. The master bedroom which had it's own full bathroom, was off the kitchen. I mean, from my bed I could see the fridge! I liked that very much!! Ha ha. So a downstairs kitchen will be new.
I wish I could remember exactly what the damn house looks like downstairs! I remember that wide hallway and the laundry room. I remember the room across the hall that had some exercise equipment in it- it was a bedroom, and I think (not sure) the next bedroom was connected to that one- but also had another entrance? Crap I don't know! And there's a bathroom somewhere....I'm hoping I remember the size of the area the round kitchen table was in, cause I was thinking about taking the table out and putting in a love seat, and one of the tvs...so that while we're cooking (ok while Everardo is cooking) I can be curled up on the couch reading or we can both be watching a show...or he can be on his laptop while something is boiling or baking or whatever ha ha.
I do remember the front door from the outside though, and my pots will look wonderful set out on each side. And I also remember the yard is at least as big as this one, and not all this dry dusty dirt, and will be good for Sam. And who knows if Brownie is coming as well! We're feeding him and he and Sam play all day. I haven't seen Sam play like this since he was a puppy- now he's taking puppy toys and teasing Brownie with them. If he does come, sooner than later he'll be at least as big as Sam. I think, I hope they want to keep him, but I'm worried about him. The kid (Omar 5yrs) never plays with him. They don't let him in the house, and they don't get that a puppy needs to eat at least 3 times a day. I gave her some puppy food yesterday we had left over from Lucky and half the birthday cake left over from Everardo's birthday on Sunday. I offered her our screen door as well; I mean maybe she always has the door closed because of mosquitoes or flies...maybe that's why the kid hardly plays outside? I don't know....but we figure once we leave he's gonna start scratching at their door. I told Omar when Sam leaves that Brownie will be lonely and need him to play with him. Then yesterday afternoon he did actually come outside for a while.
We're just going to play it by ear. If she doesn't want him, we'll take him. I think she does want him- to bark, for protection; I mean she said we could leave Sam (ha ha yeah right). She likes how Sam barks and even growls at her boyfriend when he comes thru the gate! I just worry he'll be ignored, be lonely. And I haven't seen them pick up any dog poop, not once. Everardo really likes him, and the funny thing is- Sam does too. Sam ignored Lucky completely, but maybe that's because Sam knew Lucky was sick. But all in all I'm not sure it's a good idea to take Brownie with us, which is why I'm just trying to wait and see. I am worried for him, but for us- moving into a furnished rental house with a chewy puppy. He's chewing shoes, and whatever he can find outside....and he's not house broken either. We're working on it- putting his nose in it, a butt spank and out he goes! But he's outside alot so we haven't done much. But he's NOT our dog! And it's not my job! hmmm yeah we'll see. The problem is he's so darn cute- watching him play outside, fighting weeds and attacking pieces of wood, scared of the birds who drink from his water bowl, but now stands far away and barks at them...pretty funny.
Sunday was Everardo's birthday and I surprised him when he got back from the beach with a tres leches cake, balloons, a long sign and a silly hat he wouldn't wear. Actually he probably wasn't too surprised cause I wouldn't ignore his birthday. Last year was a little tougher in Playa Ventura...besides a cake there wasn't anywhere near by to get balloons or streamers- and no way would I have driven the 2 hours up tp Acapulco- it's just not safe driving there. Not because of cartels or anything- because people drive like maniacs. But we had a really nice dinner my friend Chela made for us. Everardo had a huge fresh caught fish grilled with all kinds of spices.
So Sunday we went on a sunset cruise with our friends Deb and Rick. It was Deb's idea actually; I asked what she thought I could do, and she made the suggestion. She has (or maybe had), a business with another woman in Tuscon where they bring groups down to Puerto Penasco and she told me she has a favorite boat...so we went and there were 3 other couples. It was fun; Everardo had a really nice time. I on the other hand, was scared- the boat was too small! It was a sailboat with pontoons on the sides, so I guess it couldn't really tip over. But I was scared anyway. I made myself walk out on the netting at the front of the boat and grab the pole at the front. I yelled I was like the girl on Titanic but it felt like the Titanic ha ha. By the end of the trip I started to feel queasy...and stayed sick thru yesterday. But I didn't tell anyone I felt sick. Of course Everardo knew once we got home....But he liked his birthday and got lots of good wishes on facebook, from his daughter Elena, and my girls and lots of his friends.
Oh so the gift he wanted was a trip to the casino! Arrgghh the casino. But for him it's not arrgghh- only for me. He goes and plays just a few pesos or dollars, and leaves. And the fact is he's usually pretty lucky. The day I took Drew & Halla to the airport in Phoenix, he waited for me at the border in Sonoyta, and won almost $300 off of about one dollar. Saturday (he went the day before his birthday cause he wanted to work the beach on Sunday) he won about $40 USD from about 10 pesos (less than $1 USD), and yesterday with 100 pesos (about $8USD) he won more than $100 USD. So he never spends more than about 100 pesos, and he usually breaks even or comes out ahead. He just likes to sit and play-he only plays machines. Now me- I gamble like I used to drink. I am not to be trusted. I play always thinking just one more and I know I'll win big. We used to have a 2 hour and/or $40USD deal; we'd go up to the casino about an hour and a half from our place in northern Calif- it's in the country and there's always a nice place to have lunch and it's a nice drive- we like to go for drives.
I did it a couple of times, but then one day, after losing my $40 in about 5 minutes...went to the bathroom but there's an atm machine right next to it and without even thinking, I took out $100 and went back to the machine, and lost it in about 5 minutes again!! See one day I won about $1200 and so I kept thinking I could do it again. Everardo plays the nickel machines, and I start out there, but always switch to the dollar machines. I can't help myself. So I cannot be trusted. After that I just stopped going in. It's a nice drive so I still wanted to go, so sometimes I'd get dropped off in the little town before the road up to the casino and get a pedicure and a manicure. Or go sit in Starbucks and read a book and have a coffee, or even bring my laptop. Wander around the little town in the shops or sit in the park. A couple of times I simply had him park on the roof of the parking garage and read and snack in the car on a sunny day....see he liked to go about once a month and he really enjoyed it. He shouldn't be punished because I can't handle it...so we went, I just found other things to do.
I went with him to the casino in Ensenada, but lost all my money right away and it wasn't even fun cause I couldn't figure out what the machines were doing, I mean there was no just get 3 across or down, they were complicated and I got frustrated pretty quick. Plus it so smokey in there and no non smoking area. Ah well in Spanish or English I got addictions ha ha.
So lastly, my daughter has her final today in her medical assisting course...it's hard to type with my fingers crossed ha ha. But they draw numbers and get partners because it's clinical as well as written. She sent me a msg and her number is 18 so she might not even take her exam until tomorrow. But she will ace it. She has been the top student thru the entire course. I'm so proud of her! Then she has externship hours, and then hopefully will be offered a position soon. Because she's not currently working (laid off), she will be available for any shift so she'll be able to complete the required hours more quickly. Like I said, I'm so proud of her. She got laid off, let that sink in, looked around to consider her options, and got right back in the game. She is so determined- she can do anything she puts her mind to. Like the fairy princess wedding she's planning. Her being laid off and her finace' changing jobs was a jolt, but they took it in stride and adjusted their plans, probably with a bit of a delay, but she is determined (ok stubborn like me) and she is figuring it out. She knows where she wants to have her wedding and reception, she knows the kind of ceremony she wants, and she will have it! It will be expensive, but she's figured out her budget and what they need to do, and they're doing it. Did I say I was proud of her??? So I'm just waiting for her call to see how it went, and to hear the excitement in her voice of being proud of herself, of accomplishing what she set out to do, and the anticipation of whatever comes next. Both my daughters are determined, Halla is also working towards something, and I loved hearing her talk the other day about the fact that it was hard, but she knew she had to do it to get where she wants to go. That's huge...things have come easily for her, more so than for Drew, and so sticking with something is a big step for Halla. Like I said, hearing her talk about it, I think I understood the ramifications even more than she did. My babies are growing up.
Ok time to check on the doggys- it's too quiet outside ha ha!
Mexico fun fact:
About 60% of the modern Mexican population is mestizo (Indian-Spanish), 30% is Indian or predominately Indian, 9% is Caucasian, and 1% is other
