Capitulo Uno

I’m going to pretend that I haven’t ignored the blog for a few weeks, and I encourage you to do the same. Just because you love me…that is reason enough. Remember a while back when I assured you that our level of busyness is either feast or famine? Hence the lack of blogging. But yeah, we are ignoring that fact. So. Since way too much has transpired for me to try to cram into one post, I’ll do chapters again.
CHAPTER ONE:
Our favorite people came into town and we had a blast cooking, eating, sitting around trying to talk while rubbing our stuffed bellies, and then when finally able to move again, we did some work too. While sunset gazing of course. We went to town, literally, picking out and making lists of every possible thing we could think of that will be needed to furnish the project buildings, anything from paint color to water filters, to grilling utensils, oh yes, and ivy to creep up the outside walls. Did I mention that our favorite people include David, Joy and even though I hate to admit it, Jake the snake Fuller? Well now you know. After they left, holy week was creeping up on us and before we knew it, we found ourselves in the middle of a full force invasion of tourists, drunkards, and your everyday suspicious looking people meandering around our little community, the beaches, and the waterfalls. Paaaah! Jason and I decided after last year’s holy week that we would hibernate during the celebratory week. The nerve of these people, I mean, there are actually TRAFFIC JAMS on our dirt roads! Ahahaha. I know it sounds ridiculous for us to even care but you would understand if you lived here. Well, on the Wednesday of holy week, Carlos who is our lawyer and friend phoned Jason informing him that he and his family would be in town and would like to go to one of the beaches with us. We had a bunch of meat waiting to be cooked that we were too stuffed to eat while our favorite people were in town and so I suggested to Jason that we could have them over for lunch. Carlos and his family total six people. Add Jason and me, and our cool neighbors and the total of people was: 11. Ok, so this was a manageable number right? I could handle cooking for eleven people. No big deal. THEN, some friends of ours who live in the capital called and took us up on our offer to come down anytime for a vacation. We said “Sure! That would be fun! When are you coming?” Their reply was that they would be coming on Thursday around lunchtime, the day of the grand planned lunch. Uuuuum. Gulp. Okhkheyyy. “I’ll manage.” I croaked. We can buy more meat and, um, it won’t be a big deal. THENNN, of COURSE, the lawyer, our FORMER (haha) friend calls back to inform us that he has a “few” friends visiting him who will be coming with them for the lunch, seven more people to be exact, and is there anything they could bring? YES there is “something” you could bring!!! How about some meat, and drinks, and ice, and plastic plates, forks and cups, and chips, and salsa, and tortillas, and beans, and appetizers, and dessert?! It’s a good thing that sentence did not leave the premises of thought. Instead we told them that sure, why not, come on over. What’s making lunch for 21 people and finding out about it the night before? It’s NO BIG DEAL. Ha. See if I EVER suggest making lunch for friends again…The end…p.s. The lunch was a success and even fun. Fancy that.