Did you know that meteorologists here have deemed this day to be THE coldest day of the year?  We were warned by numerous people yesterday that today would be VERY cold due to a massive cold front moving in over night (so they DO get dramatic about the weather here too – I guess all over the world we are

Ok, confession time – I’ve never enjoyed the process of creating lunches to send to school. Been at it for nine years now.   Always love the weekends or holiday times when we can just grab lunch when we need it and eat what we feel like in that moment.  However, the children’s cries of, “Mom…I’m a little tired of

Hilton’s logo is two capital “H’s” side-by-side.  One day, walking down the hill from school towards the hotel, we spotted the large ‘HILTON’ name and logo on the top of the building.  “There it is!” Caleigh exclaimed, more to celebrate almost being there and the walk coming to an end, than an expression of gladness over our destination. We started

Well these past two weeks we have jumped, both feet, into not only Mexican education, but thanks to Mansell, the health care system as well!  Moving into his first week of school, he was feeling a little off with what seemed to be a common cold.  He was excited and nervous and didn’t want a cold to slow him down

Today I felt like a criminal when I showed up at the kids’ school.  There I was, a well-meaning parent who showed up to help my kid and a torrent of Spanish fury was released on me…let me explain… Mansell texted me minutes after Aaron dropped him at school this morning, “Mom, can you bring me my bathing suit?” This

As you can imagine, actually living here for three weeks has presented many situations ripe for language mishaps.  I’m understanding more and more single words, and in some very few cases can figure out what the context is… I consider this something to celebrate as I really didn’t believe understanding would start falling into place, ever, with my ears only

You know how sometimes you hear or read or experience just the right thing at just the right time?  A Long time ago now, my Mom gave me a Marlo Thomas book called exactly that, “The Right Words at the Right Time”.  I loved all of her personal stories of moments in her life when someone said exactly the right

…go with all your heart!” (Confucius) I wake in a panic, heart racing … strange sounds and unfamiliar creaks and irritating car horns disrupting my already restless sleep.  In my groggy confusion, I struggle to make out what that loud banging on the window is… my vivid imagination is going to many places, but reason is wrestling it back to

  Never in my life have I had the opportunity to realize how often I say “sorry”.  Many times I’ve bumped into someone in passing, or cut someone off when walking in a crowded mall (visiting crowded malls seems to be a favourite pastime here…not my cup of tea, but I’m “doing as the Romans do” for now) and my

“Hello, is this Mrs. Styles?  You the one with the dog flying to Mexico?”  As you may know from the first part of this Saga, I JUST woke from a blessed few hours of much needed sleep, when the phone rang.  I’m not sure I understand what is happening until the caller, who I soon learn is named John and