Thrustworthiness

Actual quote from my student´s last grammar test:

´My sister is the most thrustworthy person I´ve ever met.´

Yeah, that´s write, THRUST worthy.

I´m being followed by Testigos de Jehovah, aka Jehovah´s Witnesses. So I´m definately on the top of the List of people who need to not go to hell, or wherever I will go, which I should probably soon know, because I finally gave in to talk to one today when I was approached in an internet cafe. Everyone I have encountered who is trying to give me this ´what the bible REALLY teaches´ book look like they are on at least 6 kinds of happy drugs and I don´t know how this is possible when they have to read such boring, poorly made literature. Anyway, I might invite one out for coffee and interrogate them nicely on why in the world they are a Jehovah´s Witness when they can´t celebrate holidays? What is this world without Christmas?

Speaking of Christmas, I´ve started the countdown due to the naturally inspiring red, green and white sparkling garlands decorating the street in the wake of Independence day. I´m listening to Frank Sinatra christmas hits every other day, but ´let it snow´just has very little meaning in this palm tree climate.

Wait, that makes me think of two things: Independence Day and Frank Sinatra.

More importantly, my new puppy, which I will have in several weeks, will be named Frank Sinatra, if not formally mentioned, for his gray brown hair and bright blue eyes. I´m hoping his eyes dont change colors. He is adorable and got his first shivering bath the other day. I think he liked it. I´ll post pictures soon, as if anyone cares but me. I feel as if I gave birth to it, well, at least I have a stain of it´s birth residue on my favorite bra.

And Independence Day: totally overrated, but enjoyable nonetheless. I guess I was expecting Mex Independence Day to be up there with Brazil´s Carnaval, with US Thanksgiving, with Chinas New Year. Etc etc. Most of my students didn´t even make plans. Basically everyone went to the disco, just like any random weekend. My plans were very nice. I went to a dinner with Edwin´s family and ate ´comida tipica´ like tostadas, beans, red green and white salsas and salads, tamales, tacos dorados...etc.

But afterwards was the best part because Edwin, his cousin Carlitos and I went up to the top of my roof, where you can see the whole city, and watched the fireworks explode over the valley of the city, a front row view!!!!

This week I bought a stereo and it has significantly increased my happiness. I have unfortunatly had to watch Father of the Bride for one of my classes for the 500th time, and this, unfortunately, leveled my happiness back to normal. HA! I can´t handle the all american, no problems, perfect life family in that movie, it makes me really crazy.

So for a long time I thought there was someone on my street playing the marimba every morning. HOW NICE! I thought. Turns out, its just the Electron Water Truck, selling water with marimba music on the loudspeaker. If you´ve never been to Latin America, you probably have no idea what I´m talking about. Selling water??? You are thinking, Our water´s free!!!

Yeah, enjoy it while you can, busters. In the future there will be no water. For other thoughts on the future, read the blog dedicated to it, on the side.