Happy Birthday to you all the way from Mexico!
When I was sitting down to write a message to you, I was immediately reminded of one of my favorite kids book. It is a lovely story about a woman who is thrown a surprise 90th birthday party by her two sons, three daughters, fourteen grandchildren and thirty-five great-grandchildren. While at the party, one of her great-children whispers to her, “Are you really ninety, great-grandma?” The woman smiles and answers back, “Inside I’m only four-and-a-half, like you… but don’t tell anyone!”
Every time I read this book I am reminded of you, Granny. In fact, this story could be starring you! I have always admired your adventurous spirit and how young you are at heart. In a way, I often feel like a younger version of you. Over the years, as I have heard your stories, I began to realize that not many people have lived 90 years as vivaciously as you! I don’t know a lot of 90 year olds who know how to e-mail, who can still beat anyone at a game of scrabble, or who would consider going on a road trip to the East Coast.
I am sad that I will not be there to celebrate your 90th, but as you have shown us all – growing older is mandatory, but growing up is not. Happy Birthday to you Granny, 90 years in age, but 4 and a half in spirit!
Love from your kindred spirit,
Sarah
Sunday, October 18, 2009
Sunday, October 11, 2009
feeling a little european.
its funny how being at an internet cafe has inspired me to blog. i always did the best blogs from random computers around europe that were hard to type on... and you can never find the @ sign. or the apostrophe. oh, feels like i am home again!
i came to guanajuato for the weekend. i have already been, exactly two years ago, but the city is still as magical as ever. aside from the fact that there is now a starbucks in the main plaza (noooooo), not much has changed. we got this weekend off for columbus day in the states, but i like to pretend that they gave us the day off for canadian thanksgiving. i prefer to be misled...
yesterday i walked around all day with my beautiful camera around my neck. i thought i looked like a nerdy tourist, but my friends said i looked very parisian. maybe that is a sign that that is where i need to move to next!
it has been a great weekend. i am in a little quaint hotel in a little alley (not the creepy kind, the adorable meandering kind) and am meeting up with people some of the time, and wandering on my own other times. the lady that runs my hotel is a bit particular, which is slighly off-putting. for example, yesterday when she served fruit for breakfast, i used my fork. later, when i needed the fork for the little quesidillas she was serving, i asked for another fork, as i could not eat them with a spoon. she informed me that it was intended that i use the spoon for my fruit, and that i should not have used my fork. washing an extra utensil is a lot of work, you see. lesson learned. i considered forgetting again this morning, and saying, "oh, i just do not know what is wrong with me, why do i keep forgetting and using my fork for my fruit? silly me."
guanajuato has a feel of paris, and i like it for that, pretentious hotel owners and all! it makes me feel like i should be sitting in cafes all day, and wandering for hours. i wish THIS was the city that i lived in, instead of monterrey!
j'aime beaucoup!
i came to guanajuato for the weekend. i have already been, exactly two years ago, but the city is still as magical as ever. aside from the fact that there is now a starbucks in the main plaza (noooooo), not much has changed. we got this weekend off for columbus day in the states, but i like to pretend that they gave us the day off for canadian thanksgiving. i prefer to be misled...
yesterday i walked around all day with my beautiful camera around my neck. i thought i looked like a nerdy tourist, but my friends said i looked very parisian. maybe that is a sign that that is where i need to move to next!
it has been a great weekend. i am in a little quaint hotel in a little alley (not the creepy kind, the adorable meandering kind) and am meeting up with people some of the time, and wandering on my own other times. the lady that runs my hotel is a bit particular, which is slighly off-putting. for example, yesterday when she served fruit for breakfast, i used my fork. later, when i needed the fork for the little quesidillas she was serving, i asked for another fork, as i could not eat them with a spoon. she informed me that it was intended that i use the spoon for my fruit, and that i should not have used my fork. washing an extra utensil is a lot of work, you see. lesson learned. i considered forgetting again this morning, and saying, "oh, i just do not know what is wrong with me, why do i keep forgetting and using my fork for my fruit? silly me."
guanajuato has a feel of paris, and i like it for that, pretentious hotel owners and all! it makes me feel like i should be sitting in cafes all day, and wandering for hours. i wish THIS was the city that i lived in, instead of monterrey!
j'aime beaucoup!
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