Hecho en Mexico

Enough about the weather. Well, okay, since you asked: it's been on-and-off for the past couple of days. A bit of rain in the afternoon and again in the evening, but not every afternoon nor every evening. Sometimes it pours down. Last night. for instance, there was only a very light sprinkle and then the clouds cleared. Clearly a sign that we were meant to go out to dinner.

So we did and tried a new restaurant for us: Hecho en Mexico. Out on the Ancho on the south side of town very near the Instituto Allende. Great tasting food, good service, wide selection; we'll be back! Ran into a couple that we met at a pizza-tasting party at our friends' house a few weeks ago. Said hello and we chatted quite a while. It's their 'go-to' restaurant for consistently good food.

It's also good to run into people that we sort of know, ya know? They encouraged us to join 'the group' on Wednesday mornings at 11 at Mega for coffee and chat. You'll know some of the folks and meet the rest! And it's half-off day at Mega! We think that probably applies only to produce and eggs, but I guess we'll find out next week - though we won't need to buy much since we're leaving for Santa Fe on Thursday. It'll still be good to see some of the same folks we've already met. Neither of us have been great joiners in our former lives, but there's something to be said for belonging - however loosely - to a social group.

Unlike the family seated near us where dad and chicky-babe wife were telling their 24-year-old son (not sure the wife was much more than that) why he should be straight instead of gay. Said: "I'm here for you, son, if you need a kidney or a PhD. " Implied: 'As long as you follow my wishes, not your natural inclination. Why be true to yourself, when you can fake it? Michael had to shush me a couple of times as my editorial comments grew louder. We were both glad our own parents had never had a talk like that with us. Our lives may not have been perfect, but gosh, they were our lives.

The couple (not the threesome) were amazed that we had walked from Col. San Raphael to Col. San Antonio to try the restaurant, but we needed to stretch our legs after being housebound all day. Why were we housebound, you ask? Why else - movers!

It seems that we have been getting the SOB 'tell them what we think they want to hear' instead of our 'tell us when something will arrive and stick to it - whether we like it or not'. After sitting around the house (on one of the few chairs) all day waiting for a delivery or a call or email, we finally wrung out of the movers that the owner had gone to San Luis Petosi to shepherd the truck back to SMA, claiming that it was overweight and they had to proceed very slowly to save the tires. We drove from SLP to SMA in less than half a day. We actually drove from Zacateros through SLP to SMA in about 6 hours. They'll take longer. So, soon, but not soon enough.

How true this all is, is up for grabs. At least the load hasn't reached San Miguel yet (we'd been told it was here Tuesday) and we're not really sure when it will. At least it's within striking distance. We were both bummed out about this. We've been rescheduling veterinary appointments, bank runs, house cleaning, visits to INM for visas, et cetera every time they've told us the delivery was imminent for the last two weeks. All for nothing. Piffle!!!

So a visit to a new restaurant and Tequila was a necessity last night. And the walk from home was theraputic, too. Not too hilly once we got down off of our hill and it was evening so the temps weren't a problem. I'm going to come out of this cobblestone experience with either stronger ankles or broken ankles - one or the other. After last night, I think stronger ankles are winning. We did opt for a cab for the return trip. Going uphill on bad cobblestones at night isn't the best idea. And blew up the air mattresses again. This time we'll leave them up until the truck pulls up to our door.

So today we're going to go to to INM with our facilitator if the visas are ready, walk downtown to check on the mail, sign-up at the gym whose special ends tomorrow, and anything else that needs to be done. We had even canceled having dinner with friends at a fund-raising dinner last night benefitting Hospice because we thought we needed to be home for a possible delivery in the evening. Wrong. Back to normalcy (if there's such a thing?).