A Kino Bay Thanksgiving

Thanksgiving week in Mexico, a tad dissimilar to the Minnesota experience. No frozen nostril hairs and no noisy grandkids. Saw'em via Skype, though, and they blew us wet kisses. I swear I could almost feel the spit.

Mexico Thanksgiving week started with very low tides and great clamming, and ended with a huge feast at the RV park with 29 friends and neighbors. Everything was delicious, and the gravy was as good as Terry's. I made Freeda's cranberry salad, always a hit.

I also cooked at home, ensuring leftovers which you don't get when you eat elsewhere: turkey, stuffing, green bean casserole, and gravy (which was NOT as good as Terry's...) And we've eaten nothing but ever since.

Yesterday I hauled out the Christmas decorations. Yes, I'm an atheist, but have always been willing to capitalize on the finer perks of religion. (I also enjoy Easter candy.)

Having lived with our crowded casita since installing the bed, I got Ron to help me rearrange the furniture prior to decorating. Now there's room to dance!

Guest seating!

Putting the TV up on that armoire thing necessitated finding a new place for my Christmas tree. Since I only used that table to store casserole dishes on anyway, I put them up above the kitchen cupboards.

I gave the kids most of the ornaments and lights, but kept a few faves to make extra-sure I get teary every holiday season from missing family and friends. The big mercury glass ones are on a lit garland over the window.

Hula Frog



Cone Cat

Society Lady Cat

Eeyore in the center, and I kept my Seri Indian carvings and basket in the window. Yes, the snake and bull are wearing tiny wool scarves. It's winter...

The small tree requires small ornaments, and each of these is so special to me.

My late brother and father, grandkids, and a seashell angel I made.

Fish vertebrae and crab claw wreaths, and Les Kouba bobber.

Bell given to me by my son Jon at age 5, Navajo horsehair ornament, saucer-sledding polar bears, and my pets in their holiday finery.

The room divider screens off the bed somewhat, and is also handy to hang stuff on. The TV can now swivel for viewing in bed. Neighbor Jaq gave me that wire scorpion, which he received in payment for work he did for a local. The Santa Candles are from Goodwill.

Last photo, promise: My Desk, the coffee table. The computer's displaying one of our 2012 Calendar Hunks, on sale at the park next week...

So aside from desperately missing my family and friends back home, we're plugging along and trying to avoid bedsores. My friends arrived last week, and we've been enjoying the beach and catching up. Ron's being kept busy (due to Maurice's negligent delay in arriving here) trying to fix internet connections for our friends. One night we experienced a local caretaker/laborer chasing and shooting at a bandito throughout the neighborhood. This next week will include a girls' day out in the city, another one in the segundas, and then we go to Tucson for a doctor appointment. Busybusybusy.

Hardly any Jammies Days lately. But we sure enjoy doing this! (I lied, one more photo)

Photo courtesy Jan Knickelbein