Empty Day, Full Heart in Puerto Vallarta
Every night before I go to bed, I check the next day on my calendar to see what’s on the list of activities. See if I have to sleep fast for morning goodies or if there’ll be time in the afternoon for a sustaining nap for evening events. There it was: Thursday, June 12. Empty.
Woo-hoo! That means I don’t have to get out of my jammies. I can graze all day long on whatever I have in the fridge without worrying about eating “properly” to sustain me for two or three back-to-back events. So, I am starting with another cup of strong coffee and a bowl of fresh fruit and heavy cream – eating dessert first. I’ll get to the real nutrition in a bit.
At 7 am, I was deeply immersed in laying out Elke Zilla’s latest poem, choosing photos to go with, and suddenly remembered that I had to write this column first before anything else got done! (Me yelling at myself, let’s gooooooo!) I get lost in her words every week, so I scheduled her poem, and here I am.
My brother called from Sweden yesterday and asked if I was getting excited about going to see him and his family in August. The answer was (finally) a resounding Y E S! All of the practical reasons why I should NOT go have been dealt with one by one – by far the most important – what to do with my darling Bogie for nearly a month – have been resolved. Now, with all the major decisions made, all I really want to do is pack and GO!
Murphy, with his Perfect Law, laughs aloud and shouts, “W A I T.”
At yesterday’s appointed hour, I picked up Madeline Milne at her tiny and perfectly appointed real estate office – MexHome, across the street from Intercam. We walked up to Tacos Now on Lazaro Cardenas. I had been longing for another baked potato feast since the last time I was at the new chi chi restaurant/art gallery. Mads and I split a large Russet, and she augmented it with a pork taco that was bigger than the spud. It was flawless once again.
Besides selling real estate, Madeline is the newish owner /operator of the Living Room Bookstore & Cafe in the Marina. She has great plans in the works that I won’t spoil here, but keep reading over the next little while or so for some exciting news for those who read and love to trade in used English language books.
It was great to see my old Vallarta Tribune Editor again, swap stories, and catch up. Mads and I bumped into Georgia Darehshori and Hardy Madhur on the street; the two of them were on their way to be entertained. Mads got on a bus home to Fluvial, and I turned the corner onto Guerrero and home to my Bogie.