Sunday, June 7, 2009
Proceed at Your Own Risk...Just Kidding
First, try not to analyze if you can see my rib cage in the last photo on the right side of my body, the left side when you are looking at the picture. I promise that the only thing not fitting are my shorts. Second, try to ignore any mistakes in the last entry since it was written in a frazzled state as Gideon, my not so welcome friend scurried around the ceiling. I have finally coaxed him out the door with some fancy lampwork to attract him to the light and warmth and pray that he is finding happier feeding grounds elsewhere. Lastly, I forgot to mention the lovely heat rashes that have since appeared on my hands, shoulder, arm pits, and wrists, which I have treated with my anti-itch creams and am satisfied with the results. Secondly a mere twenty minutes in the sun at Progreso has bought me a wonderfully peeling forehead and the mosquito bite count has halted, thankfully, at twenty. I seem to have found a somewhat workable solution, combining two types of repellant for prevention, and six types of anti-histamine creams for treatment including Aveeno, Cortaid, Benadryl, StingEze and a yellow tube with a green lid, all of which would work significantly better if Cherylie were here to threaten stabbing a fork through my hand if I touched them one more time. Honestly though, this first batch of bites will be gone in a few days so something is actually working. Now that I am feeling in a much better mood, and Gideon has tucked me in for the night...I can hopefully sleep some of the next six hours.
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I love the wit in your blog, and you are doing a great job training Gideon. A nick name such as "DIRT BALL" doesn't fit such a beautiful intelligent women, due the non-functioning shower. Try to create a visual for an alternative solution, a water bottle with straws linked together sitting on a shelf and standing under it to shower (this could be fun). You can even make it portable and carry it with you and put the straws under your arm pits. This way you can shower while you walk to and from the bus!! Speaking of the Bus, it has AC! This is a big plus. The talk of panuchos makes my mouth water and I can just imagine being there eating with you. As always we want something, SHELLS!! Cherylie & Joe wants some shells when you go back to the beach. The BIG question is when do you need me to come there? Aren't you feeling just a little ill, maybe a hangnail or need someone to bring you a cold cloth for you head when you stop walking. I can book a flight real real quick, Cherylie will be glad to get rid of me and I could also bring a suitcase of anti-itch creams. Love Joe (Dad)
ReplyDeleteTim? Megan? Where is everybody? Come back. I'm tired of being first now. Dad forgot to say he could take up the post of fork stabbing if he came, which we know he is not really going to. But if Tim wants to call I can give him some instructions on the proper technique and he can certainly fill in when he comes to see you.In the mean time scratch away. I love all the pictures. The beach looked beautiful and yes I would like a few shells if you go back no matter how small. You look beautiful although a tad skinny. When Tim arrives he can also help increase your appetite a little of course while stabbing your hand with a fork to prevent itching. Glad you finally were able to get a shower. I would hate to think you would have to resort to Dad's ingenious idea. Again loved the pictures and all the wonderful writing which made me laugh alot. Keep them coming. Love you. Mom
ReplyDeleteI'm back!! I think it sounds like you had a really enjoyable weekend andI hope that you rested a bit. I sorry to hear about Gideon but it doesn't sound like he stuck around too long. Your room looks very nice and comfortable considering and I wish I could have been there enjoying the beach. Of course, your tan is gonna put mine to shame but oh well. I'm heading into a busy week and actually pretty tired already. Love you lots.
ReplyDeleteI am back too! Hey Cherylie, I would love to learn the fork stabbing technique to help prevent any scratching. Heather, your room does look nice and I think we should assemble a hammock in the apt. when you get back. When I come down there I am going to bring lots of granola bars and maybe I can try to smuggle some cookie dough ice cream for you :) . I miss you and I look forward to your phone call on Tuesday!
ReplyDeletePhone call? :( Why don't I get one?
ReplyDeleteSorry babe...Tim get's a call first cause he is coming down soon so it would be pointless to wait until closer to when he arrives. Plus...if you wait until the following week I will get to talk to you much longer on a phone card in Santa Elena. Don't tell Cherylie...okay I'll buy a card for both of you. Cherylie, don't answer the phone if Tim calls cause he may not have had enough practice on the fork stabbing thing and I don't want to lose a hand. Don't hate my tan...it just happens in the twenty minutes I walk each day in the blazing sun...trust me babe...it's only a farmer's tan! :)
ReplyDeletePHONE CALLS! Must be nice. I would just like to get an email- get an email. Tim should know really any stabbing technique would work fine but the key is in the threatening tone of voice. You must be firm and sound as if you mean it. That you will really pierce her hand if you catch her scratching. If she thinks you don't mean it she will continue until they bleed! I usually buy her something though after the threats. I think it is as hot here as in Mexico. UG! That's all for now, I'm just always checking. Love ya, Mom
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