I got this picture early this morning from Vergil. He said, "These boys just got out the luggage. I asked them where they are going and August said, 'Mexico!'"
Boys after my own heart.
That triggered two very specific memories for me. One was of Owen when he was little and how he'd dig out my old college-era red Samsonite from the closet under the stairs and he'd pack a few stuffed animals and a few books in it and we would go on a trip. Mostly we went to Cici's Pizza which is a place I've still never gone in reality.
The other memory was of Jessie when she was a young'un. She'd wrap scarves around her head and say, "This is what we wear in my ancient land."
It was almost one of those eerie child things, the way she said it with such confidence and certainty.
Finally one of us asked her, "Where IS your ancient land?" and she said, "MEXIMO CITY!"
I know we forget so many things that our children do and say that, when they happen, we think, "Oh, I shall remember this always."
But some things are never forgotten and traveling with Owen to CiCi's Pizza and hearing about Jessie's Ancient Land are two of them.
This is what the sky has looked like all damn day, due to the Saharan dust storm.
A sort of sickly gray-white but when I walked, it didn't seem to bother me in any sort of way and actually prevented the sun from beating down on me full force. I passed No Man Lord's place and he and a friend were sitting under a tree, talking. They waved. When I walked past the house where the little chihuahua comes and barks at me like a guard dog for the palace, two people were getting into their car and we waved and said, "Hey!" and the man held up a little bag and said, "Do you need a mask?"
How sweet was that?
"No thanks!" I said. "I have one. We wear them!"
I am so lucky to have such nice neighbors.
After I got home I procrastinated for quite awhile, knowing I needed to go to town which I eventually did. I had a prescription ready for pick-up and I had a grocery list. I thought I'd go to the pharmacy and Publix and Costco but after the pick-up and Publix I had crossed everything off my list except for Vitamin D3 and I seriously doubt that we'll be dying of lack of Vitamin D anytime soon around here. The very fact that our past bloodwork has shown a deficit of it for both Mr. Moon and me makes me suspicious as hell about the recommended daily requirements but that's neither here nor there, point being that I didn't go to Costco.
It was somewhat of a relief in Publix to see everyone wearing a mask. Without exception. There weren't many shoppers in the store, either, so it was a fairly easy trip. Still, I was so grateful to get home and unload the car and put everything away and get supper started. I've got a venison meatloaf and a homemade green bean and mushroom casserole ready to go into the oven. Mr. Moon called me a while back though and said that he's dealing with the plumbing problem at the duplex AND he has all of his tools to pack up to bring home so who knows when supper will actually be served?
I went out to pick the garden and despite spraying myself the mosquitos were still a sort of exquisite torture. The tomatoes, quite sadly, are just about done. The green beans seem to be slowing down. With any luck though, the cucumbers and field peas will be rolling in like crazy now. I bought another dozen canning jars today, just in case the cukes are really, really prolific.
And in pandemic news, Florida broke all the records reporting almost 9,000 new cases today. And we thought that the previous record of 5,508 new cases set on Wednesday was bad.
The governor has decreed that all bars have to stop serving alcohol. That's a start, I suppose.
Just got a text from the man. He's on his way home. Things are in the oven. His martini glass is chilling in the freezer.
Happy Friday, y'all. Drink responsibly. Drink at home.
An ice cold martini sounds wonderful! I read about the new cases in Florida today and thought of you. We're right behind you here in SC. People refuse to do the right thing. I just found out yesterday that our superintendent has delayed the return to school by a month to see how things go. He said he couldn't in good conscience have thousands of students going back in 5 weeks which was the original timeliness.ReplyDelete
Ancient land! How cool is that?!
I think that your superintendent is doing the right thing. I really do. Even if no one else wants to.Delete
Ice cold martinis are one of the joys of my life.
I do love the sort of things imaginative children say and make up. Especially when they're allowed to do it freely.ReplyDelete
Our tomatoes haven't even started yet. They're a July thing.
I don't drink spirits at all, but that Martini glass in the freezer ready for him to come home to, sounds wonderful. What a home you make. full of welcome.
Thank you, Boud. Children do come up with some amazing things, don't they? Our tomatoes are on their way out. It all happens so fast. I'm not sure I'll ever be able to eat another store bought tomato in my life because these have been so good.Delete
I read your governor closed the bars. I guess cutting off alcohol is the same. You can get a soft drink at any McDonald's window.ReplyDelete
You can still buy liquor. You just can't drink it in a bar.Delete
I want to go to Meximo! in fact my sister and I agreed that if the unthinkable happens we should all sell out and move to Meximo. she has a specific place in mind. what an assbackward way to close bars...oh, you can't serve alcohol. our toadie actually took a step back surprise surprise, closed bars and reduced restaurant capacity from 75% to 50% done as our ICUs reached capacity. and yeah the sky. same here.ReplyDelete
I know a woman who DID move to Mexico. When Trump got elected she said she knew what was coming. She's Black and her boyfriend is white and they're happily living south of the border. And she was in the military and was a college professor, too.Delete
I read that about Texas. We both live in crazy-ass states, don't we?
The ancient land, I want to go there and be ruled by Queen Jessie. The incompetence of governors is shocking. We have a good one up here, and most folks are agreeable. I have five masks now. None of them as fancy as yours I am sure- still uncomfortable in the heat but better than the alternative. Little kids, my gawd, lovely little kids!ReplyDelete
I want to go to Jessie's ancient land, too. I imagine all the woman as being beautiful with scarf-wrapped heads and all the men with beards. And yes, Jessie might well be the queen.Delete
Masks do suck but not as much as bras in my opinion and they actually have a purpose which bras, as far as I can see, do not.
We are supposed to get that Saharan dust storm here in Missouri tomorrow. How in the heck does dust from the Sahara Desert get all the way over here anyway? I love that Jessie used to talk about her ancient land! I tell you, there have been a few times I have wondered about reincarnation when kids come up with things like that when they are very young.ReplyDelete
I hear you about the reincarnation thing. Sometimes when I see little kids who can play instruments or paint amazingly well I just have to wonder...Delete
I guess the winds blew this dust to us. It is strange when you think about it, traveling all this way.
It's nice to be back and to be reading your blog. Your world brings me comfort.ReplyDelete
I'm glad, Lily. I really am.Delete
Maybe all that mask wearing at Publix is a sign that your fellow Floridians are starting to take COVID more seriously than before. Good that you had Mr Moon's dinner in the oven and his martini glass in the freezer. I hope you curtsied gracefully when he returned to his domain.ReplyDelete
Well, the city commission created an ordinance that everyone has to wear a mask inside. Of course, they're not going to actually enforce it so a few fools will still show their "freedom" rights by going without one.Delete
I am too busy hugging that man when he comes home to curtsy!
Florida appears to be heading into territory from which we in NYC are just emerging. Be safe. The mask really does help. And you know, your Jessie reminds me so much of my Kai. That ancient land comment and okay is just the sort of thing my girl did. I think they really come in with memories of other places. You and Jessie must have been together in Meximo City in a past life. That’s why Mexico feels like home to you still.ReplyDelete
Yes. I can completely see how Jessie and your girl are very much alike. They both have such light-filled spirits. We're lucky to be their mamas.Delete
I have often wondered why Mexico feels so much like home to me. You could be right. And you know- I was born in El Paso which is pretty darn close to the border. We moved before I could have any memories but maybe I do. This life or a past one. Who knows? Obviously, not me.
Why doesn't the governor just CLOSE the bars? I mean, if they can't serve alcohol I guess that's what he's basically doing, but it's kind of a backhanded way to address the problem. (And also, not enough.)ReplyDelete
Kids ARE funny, the things they say. The lines between reality and imagination are so blurred for them.