Moving Along
So, back in Canada and I have to say that Mexico had much better weather. It is above 0 here-which should not be a reason to complain about-but it makes it so sloppy and ugly-grey/brown. Plus it goes below zero at night=very slippery.
Our house is filled with boxes and now the things I pack I have to think carefully about-will I use Corning ware? Probably not. Will I use cat toys? How much Tupperware can I safely put into a box?
Rest of trip went well-no computer access as Allison's power cord was not working. Went into town again-bought a nice silver and jade necklace after much thinking.
The last night there was a Mexican fiesta. Which sounds a bit painful, but food was excellente. Anyway, we got a fair amount of beer as we had 2 servers and we'd order and then the other one would come by and we'd think, oh they didn't get our order. But they did, so we got several glasses. Anyway as we were chugging along-there was a bingo (truly) and then and auction. During the auction, things were going for somewhat ridiculous prices- like $200 for Senor Frog's t-shirt and $1000 for a bottle of tequila. Allison and i figured, well they must be raising money for charity, otherwise who would spend that kind of money? Allison noted that if people were spending that kind of money on cheap t-shirts her Mexican textile purchase was an awesome deal-I agreed and said-well, I shouldn't have given you a hard time on buying it, after all.
It went on, and we were more and more impressed by the generosity of the hotel guests and feeling kind of bad that we weren't spending that kind of money-really-shouldn't we be supporting the local children's hospital too? Look at those frat guys-they're even giving money to a kid to help him bid! We were struck by the kind nature of all these hotel guests in supporting local charity and even the people we had previously thought were kind of drunk and obnoxious seemed to be getting into the act. Finally it was all done.
And the master of ceremonies asked for the play money that people had won in the Mexican bingo back for the auction next week.
We just about killed ourselves laughing at ourselves. Our server came by and said smiling-well you two are happy. Looking pointedly at our empty beer glasses.
Our house is filled with boxes and now the things I pack I have to think carefully about-will I use Corning ware? Probably not. Will I use cat toys? How much Tupperware can I safely put into a box?
Rest of trip went well-no computer access as Allison's power cord was not working. Went into town again-bought a nice silver and jade necklace after much thinking.
The last night there was a Mexican fiesta. Which sounds a bit painful, but food was excellente. Anyway, we got a fair amount of beer as we had 2 servers and we'd order and then the other one would come by and we'd think, oh they didn't get our order. But they did, so we got several glasses. Anyway as we were chugging along-there was a bingo (truly) and then and auction. During the auction, things were going for somewhat ridiculous prices- like $200 for Senor Frog's t-shirt and $1000 for a bottle of tequila. Allison and i figured, well they must be raising money for charity, otherwise who would spend that kind of money? Allison noted that if people were spending that kind of money on cheap t-shirts her Mexican textile purchase was an awesome deal-I agreed and said-well, I shouldn't have given you a hard time on buying it, after all.
It went on, and we were more and more impressed by the generosity of the hotel guests and feeling kind of bad that we weren't spending that kind of money-really-shouldn't we be supporting the local children's hospital too? Look at those frat guys-they're even giving money to a kid to help him bid! We were struck by the kind nature of all these hotel guests in supporting local charity and even the people we had previously thought were kind of drunk and obnoxious seemed to be getting into the act. Finally it was all done.
And the master of ceremonies asked for the play money that people had won in the Mexican bingo back for the auction next week.
We just about killed ourselves laughing at ourselves. Our server came by and said smiling-well you two are happy. Looking pointedly at our empty beer glasses.
Labels: beer, charitable giving, worker bee
posted by lisaandrichard at 3:59 PM
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Lisa, you make me laugh.
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