Thursday, June 28, 2007
So here's the ettikit lesson. Its NOT O.K. (IN PUBLIC) to fish the popcorn out, that has dropped down into my bra and is hanging around the underwire. Ladies, you ALL know we do it, its like the balls scratching thing that guys do. And we know THAT'S JUST WRONG.
I think I'll leave it for a midnight snack. But first I'll wash my hands.
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
She’s lost the sun
She’s come undone
She didn’t find what she was looking for…
And when she found what she was looking for, honey it was too late
This song from the 60s winds through my head over and over as I watch my friend unravel before my eyes. A woman that I’ve known for 4 years is going off the deep end and there’s nothing I can do to help her anymore.
And another one bites the dust.
What does it take to be successful in
Come with enough money to sustain yourself for at least a year. Whatever you estimate your living expenses will be, double them and you’ll be more accurate.
Be patient and kind to everyone.
And very important… be able to adjust. Roll with it. (Yea, sure you think you can roll with it, but spend a long, still, hot night with no fan because the electricity is off all over the island and the mosquitoes are ON. Then we’ll talk.) Oh, and by the way, don't say "I live here" until you're spent a full hurricane season here. People who winter here during high season (November-April) when we have money sloshing over this island in basketfulls from tourism don't live here, they winter here in their second home.
Be prepared to have to work hard. If you can not do hard work, then don’t move here.
You must be able to be content with keeping your own company.
And last of all, don’t forget to abide by the rules of Lee’s Rough Guide to Dating on Caye Caulker.
For me, moving to
We find after years of struggle that we do not take a trip; a trip takes us.” –John Steinbeck
I’ve been through this with friends before. They are unhappy, they are not making enough money in San Pedro or San Ignacio, they think I have the magic answer for them, that on Caye Caulker things will be different. And being the nice person that I am, I make the mistake of hiring them or housing them or both. Friends are hard to come by, especially here. The first 2 weeks are great, I have a loyal hard working employee and a friend to hang with, but after about 2 weeks, its back to the same whining, complaining, miserable attitude, except now, I’m saddled with them.
Fortunately they find a way to leave
“There are two kinds of discontent in this world. The discontent that works, and the discontent that wrings its hands. The first gets what it wants. The second loses what it has. There’s no cure for the first but success and there’s no cure at all for the second.”
Before moving anywhere you need to ask yourself these questions:
Why did you leave the last place you lived?
What were the things that irritated you there?
Why do you think those same things won’t get on your nerves here?
Is your unhappiness situational or terminal? When I say terminal, I mean, are you terminally ill with the sickness of unhappiness and will eventually die from it? We make it look easy, those of us that live here and have learned how to go from point a to point b without skinning our knees. If you want to move here because you think we don’t have to work hard, you’re wrong. And just like the hustlers on the pier, you will probably not end up doing lasting long term business with the first people you meet. The genuine ones sit back and watch you, for a long time. I am less and less willing to share secrets after a spectacular debacle in 2003 where I nearly had to have a friend repatriated. I have all but stopped encouraging people to move here. Its hard for me to watch failure after failure. For myself, I am grateful to the people who, along the way, pointed me in the right direction, and I am also grateful to myself for listening to their advice. It’s a shame because the people who legitimately need help will never ask for it, they just work harder.
We make it look easy, those of us that live here and have learned how to go from point a to point b without skinning our knees. If you want to move here because you think we don’t have to work hard, you’re wrong. And just like the hustlers on the pier, you will probably not end up doing lasting long term business with the first people you meet. The genuine ones sit back and watch you, for a long time. I am less and less willing to share secrets after a spectacular debacle in 2003 where I nearly had to have a friend repatriated. I have all but stopped encouraging people to move here. Its hard for me to watch failure after failure. For myself, I am grateful to the people who, along the way, pointed me in the right direction, and I am also grateful to myself for listening to their advice. It’s a shame because the people who legitimately need help will never ask for it, they just work harder.
Bigness has a great way of dealing emotionally with other people’s failure. He calls it the “Drop Thru” He does about a 30 second analysis of the situation and pronounces “Drop Thru” or “Champion” recognizing character flaws instantly. He does not waste his time trying to encourage, or attend to, in any way, to the “Drop Thru”. He simply ignores them and laughs a little while placing bets on their actual date of demise. The first question asked is “Who is she/he dating?” Mind you, he’s not totally without compassion, he’s compassionate with detachment.
I’m learning this too.
Supergirl got the kind of pinata that each child takes a ribbon and pulls open a trap door, because wisely she felt that 5-year olds with bats was a VERY BAD THING.
At the end of the day, after all the pizza was eaten, the orange fanta drank, the sandy candy collected from the pinata and the cake cut, I retired upstairs , because I'M THE GRANDMA DAMMNIT, its up to the mommy to clean up all the mess!
There was no big agenda. No real plans. We went inland to the zoo and to a butterfly farm one day, they went with Supergirl to San Pedro one day and snorkeling on the Glass Bottom Boat one day. The rest of the time was as follows:
-Beach walk or Sports bar to watch the game
-Morning nap in the hammock or Sports Bar to watch the game
-Lunch AND Sports Bar to watch the game
-Afternoon nap in the hammock or Sports Bar to watch the game
-Dinner AND Sports Bar to watch the game
-Other activities included walks to Chan’s Mini Mart to buy salsa casera to add to the guacamole, and one time to buy linguini for the pesto pasta. Walks to Albert’s Mini mart for cans of Diet A&W Root Beer and Diet Dr. Pepper.
A couple of evenings were spent "fishing" with hand lines at the split and from the main pier (after the game at the Sports Bar). We had more success the second time fishing when we switched the bait from steak fat and french fries to sardines. UNBaby and Maya loved it, for about 5 minutes and then fell asleep in chairs. I don’t know what we would have done if we had actually caught something, it was fun teasing the fish though, and we saw some BIG ones at the split after dark.
Art Info: The new paintings are on silk. The top 3 square ones are for tile designs that will be available soon on Cafepress.com. The blue morpho painting has already sold, the jaguar painting "El Tigre" is available for $175 U.S. and is approx. 19" x 27". The square fish painting originals are available for $125 U.S. each (plus shipping) and are 16" x 16".
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Me: You're misquoting the Bible again, its MONEY is the root of all evil.
Bigness: I don't see anything wrong with money.
Me: Tru, not as long as you have some.
Bigness: (peeling a banana, eats it in 2 swoops) A banana a day keeps the doctor away.
Me: Again with the misquotes
Bigness: I like bananas
Funniest Thing I Saw All Day
A little old old old mashed up granny wearing a pink tank top with the word "NAUGHTY" spelled out in rhinestones on her chest.