Down Right Truth

People ask if I am ready to go home. They ask if the kids are ready to go home. I ask the kids if they are ready to go home. The answer is the same every single time. No. We want to be here with Daddy.

It’s not all peaches and cream. Yes we are happy to be together and I keep telling myself that’s what matters. I whole heartedly believe we will get this right.

Everyone and I mean everyone; family, friends, and their friends, Strangers we meet who somehow know he has been kicked out without us telling them all tell us to go, or come back to USA. To go anywhere and not tell anyone we are there.

Yes, I am frustrated although we are treated kindly and feel welcome it’s just not home when it isn’t your own. J is ready to go HOME. He says he didn’t think he would miss his brothers as much as he does. He misses how he was able to spend foolishly on us. Then there is the honest truth.

Ask me what I miss.

1. HOT water. They say you have to let it run a little. I let it run a lot and still I have to prepare myself, then count 1, 2, 3 and force myself in. BRRR! Some people do have water heaters, we don’t. He BETTER get me one before winter.

2. MY Washing Machine. The one here doesn’t do a dry spin cycle to get excess water out. I hang mine out to dry soaking wet or get his aunt to put it in her washer for that last spin.

3. Dryer. Johnny put on a pair of underwear I washed & hanged dried. He said “Mommy this underwear is hard”. I told him “I know baby, get used to it, they will all be hard”.

4. Air conditioning. Not a big deal. It’s just that hour right before we fall asleep. HOT. You sleep in underwear only to wake up trembling and searching for the blanket. A fan would have done nicely. I should have brought one we have 3 at home and a window unit. We tried to go buy a fan here. Except a used one is 450 pesos, almost $50.00. (Not to mention half a week’s pay) for most. Luckily J makes a bit more but not by much.

5. Food. Everything Fattening.

6. Cement. Its rain season here, perfect for crops and a disaster for shoes. Especially kids shoes. Mostly Elaina’s Shoes.

7. Family Movie Time. We live with his grandparents. Across from his Tia Rafa and next door to his Aunt Angelita. A boat load of cousins, uncles, aunts, minutes away in every direction! Alone time is non-existent.

8. The boys say they miss Hot Cocoa Packets, the movies I forgot to bring and the candy they don’t sell here. They all miss Katfish, Grandpa, & Grandma. Elaina misses Tina and the guls.

The things I could live without.

1. Bugs. I have seen more critters here in one month then I have seen in my whole life time. Papa Angel kills flies for fun and makes a funeral line out of them. (now the kids do too, and feed them to the chicks) We have come across “Alacranes”, and snakes eating upon lizards. There are so many lizards.

2. Poop. Well there is the poop of our pets, dogs, cats, chickens, and bunny. Cows are walked on our street daily in the morning then on their way home at night. Horses. Goats. Pigs. It’s all too common on the street and sidewalks.

3. Pet Rodents. J has always told me they don’t climb walls and they don’t get on people. WRONG. I seen them climb the wall up to the ceiling here & and a little girl told me she saw one on her “Papa”. I wrote this at midnight 8/4/2013 because I am afraid to go to sleep Elaina was bitten by a baby rat the morning of 8/5/2013.

Still we like it San Miguel del Zapote, we are with daddy. We have everything we need, and more.

Where is J?

So I get a whole bunch of text messages, calls, and e-mails asking where our beloved J is actually at. I am Point (A) Pasadena, TX and he is Point (B) In a small town an hour outside of Guadalajara, Jalisco.  We are 9 miles shy of 1,000 miles between us.  Let’s just say 1,000 I am bound to get lost once or twice on our way there.  Google maps says it’s a 16 hour drive, but we won’t be driving nights so it will be at least two days if we get an early start.  Yeah that’s going to happen because I am an upsie daisy, early bird gets the worm, morning person!

This Map shows our future home.  Question is Where on this map is it?

This Map shows our future home. Question is Where on this map is it?

Point (C) San Blass, Playa Borrego – Where we could possibly live near Puerto Vallarta but not so touristic and still on the WEST Coast, That H20 we love to see, crystal clear blue. I picked this place because if we come across any trouble we can run back to family only 4 hours away.

If you know us at all, you would know this is so us.

Point (D) San Miguel del Allende – A friend of a friend. We heard this friend wants to move back to the US and their home has a guest house. They need someone to look out for their vacation home I suppose. Alas, that would be ideal, but it may be too good to be true.

If I go here I want to take this exact photo.

Point (E) Tampico – Grandma wants us to go there. It’s where she is from and claims the water is beautiful there. Dad disagrees, says it’s still the Gulf. We don’t care but being near the ocean would be a dream come true regardless.

It looks blue, but I did see a few others that looked like we could have taken in Galveston.

Point (F) Cancun – J has a friend there. Who says there is plenty of work for him. J is a procrastinator and hasn’t even called him. Highly unlikely we will go here to live but we will go.

Well we all know….

Then there is the purple markings.  The one on the border is where I would like to live so I could cross my kids over to school every morning and I could work and earn USA money.  Except the danger is to high, so we will skip that.  Then there  is Durango, where my mother was from.  I haven’t visited since I was eleven, from what I remember it may have been fun but I would be heading home in two weeks for sure.  Cabo, because the only way some “Friends” will visit, if they come on a cruise ship.  All three places highly unlikely.  More like no it isn’t going to happen.

We have considered many places, and we won’t decide until we are together. I sure would like somewhere my family and best buds are not afraid to visit. They have all said, “no way Jose” when I tell them to vacation with me. I will remind them once the first daring person joins us for some fun and they are begging to come.