Sunday, November 23, 2014

A Cup, A Cup, A Cup, A Cup, A Cup

When not sleeping off the jet-lag this week (successfully!!!), I've been busy catching up on reading my favorite blogs. Not much time left for my own photo-editing and writing, but I have managed to find time to go out every day for morning coffee with San Geraldo. I have so much more to share, but today I'll simply share my coffee. Here's a view from above (over several days). No fancy pouring. Just the natural beauty of cafe con leche (made by someone else).

(CLICK THE IMAGE FOR MORE FOAM — AND CAFFEINE.)


The Ink Spots knew what they were talking about...

Thursday, November 20, 2014

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.

Saturday, November 15, 2014

Oh! Ma-Ma!

It's so good to be home with the incomparable San Geraldo and my boys the cats (Dudo and Moose). But I miss My Mother The Dowager Duchess. Here are some random photos from my visit to Brooklyn.

(Click any image to enlarge on the delicious fun.)

THE DUCHESS DIDN'T ONLY HAVE JUNK FOOD ON HAND FOR ME.
THIS IS CALLED A BIALY (CLICK HERE IF YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS).
FRESH KIWI.
A WONDERFUL LUNCH WITH COUSIN EVIE AT THE PARKVIEW DINER.
THE KID BROTHER FLASHES ME A SMILE. (MORE ON COUSIN EVIE SOON.)
THIS IS HOW THE DOWAGER DUCHESS FOLDS A BAG... FOR RECYCLING.
AND SAN GERALDO THINKS I'M OBSESSIVE!
I SHOCKED THE DUCHESS BY SNAPPING THIS PHOTO AT HER BANK.
AN APPROPRIATE PLACE FOR AN HUCHA (COIN SLOT), DON'T YOU THINK?
AS IF OREOS WITH DOUBLE STUFF WEREN'T ENOUGH.
PIZZA AT ROCCO'S, ACROSS THE STREET FROM THE DUCHESS'S.
THE KID BROTHER WOULDN'T DIG IN TO HIS PEPPERONI PIZZA.
UNTIL I PUT THE CAMERA AWAY...  SO, I LIED.
HOLIDAY TOILET SEAT COVERS AND TOILET RUGS (UN-PURCHASED).
WHAT THE DUCHESS GAVE ME TO TAKE HOME.
(AUSTRALIAN LICORICE, LICORICE ALL-SORTS, CANDY CORN,
DOUBLE-STUFF OREOS, TOOTSIE ROLLS, TOOTSIE POPS,
AND PEPPERIDGE FARM MILANOS).
AND THE DUCHESS RAISED US TO EAT HEALTHY!

The Dowager Duchess and I went to King's Plaza in Brooklyn one day. It's a shopping mall first opened in the '60s that has recently undergone a major overhaul. It's now an even better place to shop. I needed a new pair of Levi's 501s, which cost more than 100 euros here. I got a pair there for the equivalent of 35 euros.

While we shopped, the Duchess wanted to sit down for a rest. I spotted a massage chair and slipped a dollar bill into the arm. The Duchess loved it. I shot a video. If I share the entire video, the Duchess might never buy me candy again. So, here's just one frame. (But, I think I'm still in big trouble.)

OH! MA-MA!