sweet mother, not the hat!
January 1, 2009
Hi All, I’m back from Mexico, and I’m pleased to report that me and all members of my familia still have cabezas attached to bodies. Whew.
I’ll tell you about building houses later. But first I must mention something that happened in Mexico far worse than being abducted or having ones head cut off and rolled into a school yard. (Is that too harsh a joke? I feel like I’m walking a fine line here.)
The organizer of Families Helping Families, let’s call him Ralph, also organized a “Fiesta” for all the families who were in Mexico, you know, helping families. And no Mexican Fiesta feels truly Mexican without a a drug killing.
No, ha ha ha. That’s a joke. Seriously. Just a joke.
No, of course, to be a true Mexican Fiesta, you need a Pinata. Preferably one bought at a local store, stuffed with really gross Mexican candy and peanuts. (Peanuts? Can you imagine? What if you gave away peanuts at Halloween? What if you B’ood your neighbors with a bag of peanuts? They’d egg your house.)
Here’s Ralph setting up Holden to go first on the Pinata. Notice Holden’s head gear:
Yup, that’s my Leadville beanie. My SECOND FAVORITE beanie. Which is fine, cuz Holden is my youngest son, and when the green North Face beanie appeared a month ago and edged out the Leadville beanie for the top spot, he started wearing it regularly. All good.
And here’s Maddy, who went next:
Now, that’s all good too. Maddy is my blood, my kin, my daughter, no worries.
I don’t have a picture of what happened next, because I was too busy FREAKING OUT!
Ralph started having ALL the kids wear my beanie to cover their eyes. ALL OF THEM. KIDS OFF THE STREET!
Imagine if your mom started letting the neighborhood kids wear your favorite boxers. Without washing them between kids, just letting them pass them around. IMAGINE THAT!
If I had a clip from Dark Side of the Moon, The Great Gig In the Sky, where that woman wails for 5 minutes (which I love by the way), the noise I was making in my head sounded a lot like that. I would play it for you, but I don’t want to freak you out.
The beanie is now in the Red Tent. I can’t remember, the book came out like ten years ago. How long does it have to stay in there?