Rocking The Waves

Jet lag is the pits. Jet-lag-and-clinical-depression is even pittier. Fortunately, I’m fully aware (sometimes) of what brings on a bout of depression, so I wasn’t too worried about how miserable I felt this past week. I knew the jet lag would pass and I would be my usual (sometimes) happy and always (sometimes) charming self.

Despite the jet lag, etc., I’ve had a wonderful week with San Geraldo, Dudo, and Moose, and some of our amazing friends here in Fuengirola. As for San Geraldo, my heart overflows with love every time I look at him.

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SAN GERALDO’S ALL-AMERICAN/SPANISH APPLE PIE.
ALL GONE!
SAN GERALDO’S DEFINITION OF A “SLIVER” OF BANANA BREAD.

Moose greeted me lovingly, coming to the door and rolling over for some petting the minute I arrived home. Dudo gave me attitude. He was on the bed in the far bedroom and stayed there. He allowed me to pet him for a moment, ears pointed to the sides, brow furrowed, staring directly into my eyes. After that moment, he stood up, stuck his nose right into my face, glared into my eyes, jumped off the bed, and left the room!

A few minutes later, I began to unpack. I took a little package containing three toy mice from my suitcase. Dudo recognized the sound and came running. All was forgiven. When he’s not on my lap or sleeping by my side, he’s following me around the house with one of the mice in his mouth. He’s so easy.

ON MY WALK WEDNESDAY.

The other night at dinner, San Geraldo was trying to explain to some friends how he tends to behave in difficult situations. “I don’t like to rock the waves,” he said.

Later, I explained to him, “You said you don’t like to ‘rock the waves’ which means, I guess, that you don’t like to ‘make boat’ either.”*

Oh, how I missed him.

WEDNESDAY: A BOAT NEARING THE ROCKS.
THURSDAY: A BOAT ROCKING THE WAVES.

The following video is an example of “Diva Tag.” One singer tags the other to take over the song… at the most inopportune times. As confusing as a conversation with San Geraldo?



*The real expressions: 1) Don’t rock the boat; and 2) Don’t make waves.

Author: Moving with Mitchell

From Brooklyn, New York; to North Massapequa; back to Brooklyn; Brockport, New York; back to Brooklyn... To Boston, Massachusetts, where I met Jerry... To Marina del Rey, California; Washington, DC; New Haven and Guilford, Connecticut; San Diego, San Francisco, Palm Springs, and Santa Barbara, California; Las Vegas, Nevada; Irvine, California; Sevilla, Spain. And Fuengirola, Málaga..

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