Living in Mexico
All By Myself (dont want to be)…
Alone in Mexico. All alone. Sadly, tragically and temporarily alone. Except for all the people and the 5 dogs I am hopelessly, existentially, maudlinly alone. Except for this beer swilling American on my left and that little guy reading The Bali Post to my right I am shipwrecked, abandoned, solo and sad. I used to love […]
23Jul2008 | Jillian | 1 comment | ContinuedThis Week´s Big Idea
I´ll never get around to implementing all my brilliant ideas so here´s one that´s up for grabs. Consider it my gift to you.
What: a 1950s American kitch style soda fountain, serving milk shakes and patty melts, etc. It will appeal to expatting baby boomers as well as locals. Keep the menu simple and make the theme the […]
Positive! Positive Positive Positive!
I have a tendency to forget. Why I wanted a break from the States and why being here was at first so enthralling. There are things I really love and appreciate about living in Mexico. Lets see if I can name a few…
As mentioned in a previous post, I cherish the personal freedom to treat myself […]
Veil Dropping In Merida
My first attempt at belly dancing class - in which, I chucked a U-ie on the Circuito Colonias where, apparently a U-ie ought not be chucked, and subsequently talked myself out of a ticket and ergo was escorted with lights flashing to a dance studio in the neighborhood of, but not precisely where class was being held - […]
18Jul2008 | Jillian | 0 comments | ContinuedCome As You Are or That’ll Fix Her Wagon
Tripod’s trip to Planned Pethood was a great success. She’s puppy free and clean as a whistle. Dr. Nelson and everyone there are gentle, kind, thoughtful and thorough. Pod’s in the cone until next Tuesday and in high spirits as you can see.
8Jul2008 | Jillian | 7 comments | ContinuedDid I Tell You About The Time We Didn’t Get Robbed?
It was a Saturday a few weeks ago and we had parked the Jeep on Calle 39 just off the Paseo, right around the corner from the Suites del Sol. We were walking with Mac to find the bank where he pays his fideicomiso and it was super hot and we were getting discouraged because […]
2Jul2008 | Jillian | 4 comments | ContinuedThe Dark Lady
The handsome Senora wears long dark gray hair in a dignified knot at the nape of her neck; her skirts blow around her in the hot breeze. In her hands are parcels and parasols. She doesn’t belong in Progreso, no longer exotic, but in some interior village with cobbled streets and diffused light. She smiles […]
1Jul2008 | Jillian | 1 comment | ContinuedBored on the first of July
Back to work, blech. Would be much improved were we not sick with some meddlesome super virus that has layed us both out for over and under a week respectively. Also it is a hot mess here with typical July temps and an ocean that looks like the Bleeding Ganges of Doom. Very sad to […]
1Jul2008 | Jillian | 0 comments | ContinuedHe Wished That He Were Taller? Or Something?
In other news, Presidente Calderon lifted the longstanding (I would imagine) Napoleanic Law which dictates that a man (or woman) is guilty until proven innocent rather than vice versa. You know what that means. I’m going out to commit some incidental crimes this afternoon. Badass.
25Jun2008 | Jillian | 0 comments | ContinuedMandatory Vacation Starts Right Now!
We were going to spend next week in Playa but have come to our senses to monitor expenses (apparently I rhyme in my off time) and instead I am going to putter around the house sewing new outfits for Olivia, taking the occasional dip in the Gulf and heading into Merida for some cultcha. Hard […]
19Jun2008 | Jillian | 3 comments | Continued
