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You Bet Your Sweet Swizzle Stick
April 28th, 2011 by Les

Paul McCartney (The Beatles)  said: “I knew the words to 25 rock songs, so I got in the group.  Long Tall Sally and Tutti-Frutti, that got me in.  That was my audition.”

“Someone asked me why women don’t gamble as much as men do, and I gave the commonsensical reply we don’t make as much money.  That was a true and incomplete answer.  In fact, women’s total instinct for gambling is satisfied by marriage.”  Gloria Steinem (Cosmo)

Did we have our first Sisterhood of the Minx meeting, you ask.  Even if you don’t ask I’m afraid you will have to hear any who. You bet your sweet swizzle stick we did!  Auditions deemed unnecessary, we decided all know a Minx when we see her and there was no doubt the day was filled with Minxettes galore.

Nine brave souls traveled to the San Pedro Restaurant and Gallery in West Ajijic Mexico to become the charter members of the Sisterhood of the Minx.

The morning, as most mornings do in our little corner of Mexico, started out with air that was crisp with gentle breezes off Lake Chapala and sunshine that promised heat as the day continued.  The ladies of the Sisterhood arrived a tingle with anticipation.  Okay, a bit much you say.  We all found the place – a good start to any gathering in my book.

Nothing was in order as planned.  Minxettes circled the art collection adorning San Pedro’s walls as Daniel, our host and owner of the restaurant frantically began to tear down tables in the restaurant proper and put them back up in the courtyard.  Though we would have preferred the round tables we ended up with what seemed like a mile long table.

As women we have learned the truth will set you free, however it first must piss you off.  Since none of us were in “pissed off” mode, humor and camaraderie was the theme of the day and the long table was received with a shrug and adaptation – something women do without thought.  Later in the afternoon we moved, as one, into the restaurant proper and availed ourselves of a table in the round.

We began with sharing a little about ourselves with leaps of imagination and dreaming of what can be we, as one, embraced the excitement of possibilities.  Realizing for women bras, panties, bathing suits and other stereotypical gear are visual reminders of a commercial, idealized feminine image that real and diverse female bodies can’t possibly fit, and preferring to be accepted on our own terms, we stop being comparatives and become unique.  Each of these women are unique with fascinating stories of life and tales of adventure as well as humorous thoughts on just why they ended up in the beautiful Lake Chapala area.

Sharing opened the door to the realization each of us had been in positions where we had taken life one day at a time, and acknowledging that often several days attacked us at once, we connected and almost instantly knew we would “become” at these Minx “whatevers” a force to be reckoned with.

My advise to women’s clubs everywhere is to raise more hell and fewer dahlias.  With that thought in mind we decided while wild horses couldn’t drag a secret out of most women, women generally don’t have lunch with wild horses.  Consequently, it was agreed, what happens in Sisterhood whatevers stays in Sisterhood whatevers.  We are chomping at the bit, to continue the horse reference, to hear more of the short tails our current Minxettes shared that sultry afternoon, but time got away from us and we needed to travel home.

Betty Grable (American actress) said: “The practice of putting women on pedestals began to die out when it was discovered that they could give orders better from there.”  It was decided there will be no formal structure to the group, most of us having had enough of that in the “real world”.  Libby will handle communication among the group and I will lend whatever to the meetings.

Bearing in mind Dolly Parton’s claim she was the first women to burn her bra and it took the fire department four days to put it out, the Sisterhood of the Minx will move ever forward. There will be no bra burning as of now, as I’m not sure where the Ajijic Fire Department is housed.  There will be no time to look back.  Moving forward, with wit, charm, intelligence, wacky and wonderful ideas the Minxettes will charm their way into the hearts of all with whom they come in contact.  To the future and beyond!  Viva Mexico and watch out for the Sisterhood of the Minx!

Below are photographs David took on yet another walk through the Village of Ajijic.  Enjoy!


4 Responses  
  • MAry Ann Borman writes:
    May 8th, 20115:01 pmat

    Sorry I could not make it, sounds like my kind of group! Hope to come to the next one. Can I suggest some venues which are accessible for those of us whose minds are still functioning (I suppose that may be debatable by some) even though our bodies have let us down?

    Mary Ann

  • David writes:
    May 7th, 201112:17 pmat

    Go Minxes!

    Hiredavid.com

  • Sandy writes:
    April 30th, 20112:21 pmat

    You go Minxettes!!! Really,really wish I could have been there.

  • Jane Holdren writes:
    April 28th, 20116:58 pmat

    Minxes and wild horses! Have been enjoying your essays, and David’s photos, so much. We are in our 4th year of building our home & horse stables, east of Chapala. Should be ready to move in ths summer! Would love to join the Minxes, and hope to have you-all out for a party at our social club http://rdplakechapala.com/communityfacilities.html and hanging with our horsies (photos at the bottom of this page http://rdplakechapala.com/contactus/peopleofrdp.html). It’s a bit of a schlep but – hey, Minxes are adventurous, right?
    best,
    Jane


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