One of the quotes I live by is “When in doubt, make a fool of yourself. There is a microscopically thin line between being brilliantly creative and acting like the most gigantic idiot on earth. So what the hell, leap!” Cynthia Heimel, American Author
“Perhaps I’m old and tired, but I always think that the chances of finding out what really is going on are so absurdly remote that the only thing to do is to say hang the sense of it and just keep yourself occupied.” Douglas Adams, Author of Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy
There are times when I think I might just be a cosmic collection agent. Life really seems to overtake me – especially here in our small Mexican village. Truth be told, anywhere is perfect for me to suddenly burst into song, dance, etc for no apparent reason.
This morning I decided to use up the bananas that were turning black. Yes, bananas turn black even here in beautiful Mexico. Why is it that there are times when we can’t seem to get enough bananas and others when they just sit there taunting us? Yes folks I can bake. I’m not saying good baking, mind you. I do take pleasure in the fact that what I start out making usually does look just like the picture…taste is a whole other thing. Suffice it to say David is not wasting away at the moment.
Any who, here I am making scratch banana bread and suddenly without warning the urge to sing – nothing in particular just a bunch of silly words in what I consider musical fashion bursting from my lips ( la kooka roachca, la kooka roachca) I danced around the kitchen. As I’ve mentioned, my dancing strongly mimics Elaine of Seinfeld fame (something similar to the herky jerky).
I’m gyrating around the room when out of no where comes our young male cat, Frodo, MoJo, JoJo (don’t ask its too complicated to go into). Frodo had been in a fight, couldn’t walk on his hind leg and was battered and bleeding when we found him – we nursed him back to health, took him to the vet, had his wilder yearnings quelled. Now he is a wonderful part of our household…well, maybe that’s a stretch as my old cat Mandy and another rescued female, Gattita aren’t exactly thrilled with him…but, as usual I digress. Let’s see, where was I… Frodo came flying into the room. Our old colonial Mexican abode has tile floors. One usually slides on tile floors. Cats too. Our kitchen is fairly large so I’m gyrating and the cat flies between my feet – no easy chore – and slides right into the stove – BAM! Huge eyes staring up at me he begins to meow loudly…at least I think that is what he was going for.
Of course, all the doors and windows are open, screens in place and our Mexican neighbors – there aren’t many gringos in our part of the hood – are now probably thinking extraño americano (weird American)! I know that is something like what David might have been thinking…although ever tactful he remained smilingly quiet having heard and witnessed it all before!
Astoundingly jejune phrase, nah-ahh, critics everywhere even of the feline persuasion. Which brings me to my point…I know…I said no equivocating…but come on did you really think moi could hit the nail on the head on first try!!
People who live here are accepting – the nationals and internationals as well. Picture our small village in the center of Mexico on its largest lake –Lake Chapala. Palm trees blowing in the gentle summer breeze. Sunshine, wispy clouds, mountains, waterfalls, tropical forests and the lists goes on. And in this tiny village reside its Mexican natives and people from all over the world!
An eclectic, adventure-some, enthusiastic, askew of the norm, fun-loving, insightful, accepting and – okay – slightly crazy group of bohemian-in-nature crop of wonderful people. Open to new ideas yet bringing with them their own culture and sharing it with anyone who well, quite simply, wants to know.
We started a group that is now called the “Meet and Greet” crowd. It started with just David and I, two of our friends – Jan and Joe – and some wonderful people – Mark and Emmie – who wanted to get to know ex-pats from the area and were Boomers Blog readers.
The group has grown into well over 30 people. I welcome anyone who reads this blog to email me if they are coming to visit – its lots of fun – don’t be afraid – and let me know when you’ll be here as we will get together and welcome you to our midst.
I’ve often heard people who live here say – the only question we get asked when we say we are moving to or living in Mexico is: “are you crazy?” What this group does is answer that question, share why they are here, share the good and some of the difficulties living here, share the names of vendors that have been most helpful, share how they handle this or that, share why they love it here and are still here and on, and on, and on.
Oh yes, they also share laughter…lots of laughter!
If you are ever in our neighborhood – please let me know, email@example.com . I promise you won’t regret doing so as no one comes away from these Meet and Greets without a smile affixed to their beaming faces.
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