Goodbye is sad. :-(

Mexico, I already miss you.  Yes, I don't leave till tomorrow afternoon, that is true.  But I am feeling the sad pull as I look out at the waves, sitting on my little porch, in a nightie, bare legs crossed in front of me, listening to a women croon Spanish music to the left of me....

I am heartsick for this!

Not dramatic (ok, a little, sure), but true stuff!! 

Today I said goodbyes to people that I have enjoyed for over a month, and to some that I have met more recently.

Everyone says stay!  Get a job!  Don't go to the cold!!

It's hard to resist.

Very Hard.

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One of the early morning beach walks I take with Tamra Rose. The best part for her?? The birds, and passing dogs. :)

Melissa Roloff
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Uh, what IS that???!!

What the HELL is that?  Oh, wow, that is big!!  LOL.

All somethings you would have heard if standing by the pool the other day as people glimpsed the rather large reptiles on the low hanging roof by our heads.

Anyone know what kind this is???

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Hey Mama, where are the kids??!

I took a little walk this evening.  Tamra Rose asleep on the bed, Eddie watching some TV, Grandma reading...I kinda ran for the door, I admit.

I just want to walk, all by myself, with no one holding on to my hand or hanging from my back.  ;-)  Crazy, I know.

So I walked in a loop, up the hill a little and then back around to the ocean to walk along side it till back to the hotel (oh ya, another story will be that little fact, that we moved!  For the FOURTH time!!!  Bring it world, I am strong).

Anyway, on my little jaunt, I had at LEAST 6 different people call out to me Hola!!  Where are the babies??!! 

I am used to this when I run down to the market, but I always "know" the locals talking to me.  These people, well, I don't think we had ever met.  Just seen me trucking along with the kids enough that it was odd to see me by myself.

Puerta Vallarta feels like a small village to me, more so everyday.

Got to love it!  :)

Your name? Please... Su nombre? Por favor ...

I am listening to an online radio station, it's in English, and ya, it's really great to understand all the words being sung.  I had no idea that I would feel like that, honestly, until I found an online site that would play in Mexico and also was in English.  Then as soon as the first song played, I was hooked, I hardly want to turn it off...damn it, I want my own soundtrack in my life...playing always...and mostly in English.  Thank you.

I took the kids to the beach around 10am, because supposedly the fridge guys where coming to fix the damn refrigerator (hafuckingha) at 10 and I had no desire to be in the small apartment with 2 kids, 2 repair guys, the apartment owner and my mom.  :)

Mom escaped to get a pedi and then pick up the laundry. 

So babies and I on the beach from 10-ish till around 3:30 (mom did show up, with very pretty toes).

Lots of sand, sun and surf.  Running, dancing (to the bands and groups that roam the beach looking for tips), swimming, floating, eating, drinking, digging...

& then mama saw something she liked.  Mmm  hmm.  That's right.  ;-)

I even pointed him out later in the day to mom, she agreed, pretty cute indeed.

So, there are these guys who take people out fishing, or on these things called "banana boats" which are really long blow up raft style things with handles and fit like 6 people.  They get towed behind a speed boat for a fun filled fast ride.

Anyway, I see the same guys everyday, doing this.  It's their business, we say hola pretty much at some point, every day, they tease me that I always say "mañana" and never do ride the banana boat (mawahahaha...for some reason as I type banana boat, my dirty mind went all crazy.  Deep breath.  Ok.). 

So, today, ah today, there was this guy.  You know, when someone grabs your attention?  For no real good reason?  Like, he is cute and all...but so what?  Well, there was that guy today.  He asked me when I was going to ride the banana boat (are you gonna drive that ride??  NO I did not say that out loud thank you very much), I said not now (big smile on my face, and I will admit with the head tilt and I slid my sunglasses down my nose to give him the big eyelash flutter....god it just comes natural), he said later???....big smile and turning to watch me walk away ( I know this cause I turned to look at him over my shoulder). 

Sigh.

The rest of the afternoon was little flurries of random comments to each other, and lots and lots of staring.  At first I thought it was just me, but then every time I would look up from watching the kids in the surf or sand he would quickly look away.

Hmmm.

Ahhh, sometimes being single is just too much fun!  :)

I love the play, I really do.  I almost ( I did say almost) don't care if I ever really "meet" him.  The play!  The suspense!  Fun.  So fun.

Anyway, packed the kids up, headed home while he was off getting people ready for another boat ride.

I will be looking for him tomorrow....

;-)

You know it.

This is so wrong, & strikes fear in my heart as a mom traveling. Fuck you TSA. I will NOT hand you my baby.

http://www.mybottlesup.com/2009/10/tsa-agents-took-my-son/
 

Melissa Roloff
An Organic Market
a greener way to shop
www.AnOrganicMarket.com

Treat the Earth well. It was not given to you by your parents, it was loaned to you by your children

Mmmm! Dinner for a week??!! Or two....

We stared down at the pile of giant fish laying on the beach.  The fishermen and just jumped out of their small fishing boat, into the waist high water and strode ashore each holding a fish that when held aloft stretched from my upper thigh down to my foot.

Wow!

Eddie was very interested in all this, and in fact, spent a great deal of time staring intently down at the pile, as if to mesmerize what each huge scaly body looked like.  Maybe to be able to tell this tale at a later date when he gets home, he needs to be able to visualize every detail.  :-)

The other day we had witnessed one fisherman bring out 2 such monstrosities.  We then got to enjoy the matter of fact job of gutting and cutting apart the fish as well as watch them hand out to their friends good sized chunks of raw fishy juiciness...which they gobbled down right there.

Yum.

When I pressed them for some sort of fish name, they seemed to say over and over Yellow Jack.

:)

*Shoulder Shrug* At least that is what it sounded like.  ;-)

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