¿Capitán América?

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THE IRRESISTIBLE FRAN trimmed his beard a few weeks ago into what he thought was Captain America style. He wants to BE Captain America but no one will buy him the costume. And, of course, he doesn’t want just ANY Captain America costume. He wants one that’s totally authentic. Do you suppose he looks pathetic enough in the first photo below? Would YOU buy him the costume?

In addition to not getting his wish of a Captain America costume, Fran was, as I mentioned previously (click here), a bit put out by the fact that so many of his co-workers have gotten air time on my blog. So, Thursday night, while dining at Restaurante Primavera, we made a special request for Fran and only Fran to grate our cheese. All is apparently forgiven. He’s so easy.

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EL IRRESISTIBLE FRAN recortó su barba hace unas semanas en lo que él pensó que era el estilo del Capitán América. Quiere SER el Capitán América, pero nadie le comprará el disfraz. Y, por supuesto, no quiere CUALQUIER disfraz de Capitán América. Él quiere uno que sea totalmente auténtico. ¿Crees que se ve lo suficientemente patético en la primera foto a continuación? ¿Le comprarías el disfraz?

Además de no obtener su deseo de un disfraz de Capitán América, Fran, como mencioné anteriormente (haz clic aquí), estaba un poco molesto por el hecho de que muchos de sus compañeros han tenido momentos en mi blog. Entonces, el jueves por la noche, mientras cenábamos en el Restaurante Primavera, hicimos una solicitud especial para que Fran y solo Fran rallaran nuestro queso. Todo está aparentemente perdonado. Él es tan fácil.

San Geraldo: “You think that’s enough? More!”
San Geraldo: “¿Crees que es suficiente? ¡Más!”
Don’t you love how the heavens shine down on him?
¿No te encanta cómo brillan los cielos sobre él?
Carmen photobomb/fotobomba

Feline Foto Bomb

Another Update On the Residency Cards:

We were back at Málaga’s Foreigners Office today and our paperwork was accepted. Now we wait for approval, go back with new photos, and then wait another month or so for our new cards. San Geraldo hasn’t stopped thanking me for finding the old passports, which made the application process so easy. I’m embarrassed to take credit for making things so easy when I’m the one who tossed the old passports in a box and forgot about them, making things stressful in the first place. The fault was mine. San Geraldo is very kind.

It’s All About Dudo
San Geraldo has been planting plants and straightening up the terrace. So, garden tools, ornaments and furniture are sitting in some odd spots until his work is done. Moose loves to settle amid detritus wherever he finds it. Files stacked on the bed in San Geraldo’s Office? A perfect head rest. Sheet music on the floor by the piano? A bed. Clothes dropped on the floor? Another bed. A towel? The perfect cushion.

So Moose decided to join a few items left on a chaise lounge. He looked kind of cute, so I grabbed my camera to get some shoots from the bedroom window. Dudo, who had been following me around, had other ideas.

“HIM? WOULDN’T YOU RATHER LOOK AT ME?”
“NO, REALLY, I’M RIGHT IN FRONT OF YOU!”
“ME. ME. ME!”
“I CAN FILL THE ENTIRE FRAME NO MATTER WHERE YOU MOVE.”
“SEE HOW COORDINATED I AM? AND LITHE?
“WHY BOTHER WITH THAT LUMP?!?”
“THAT’S NOT EVEN A POSE. BORING!”