Elenamary

Damn, visiting the prison sure did cheer me up.  I got to see Bombo, which is always enjoyable.  I had some great conversations, about traveling, politics, and music.  Ate some pretty decent food, sounds so cliche, but I ordered Huevos a la Mexicana at the prison, Bobmo ordered pollo con mole verde.  And of course before the prison I started out my day as I do every morning when here in mexico, with an catucus-aloe-organe juice—my favoirte.

Sunday, I want to my newborn baby cousins baptism, it was really more of a big family reunion.  My mother is the oldes of 9 children, which means I have 6 aunts, 2 uncles, and a few hundred cousins, acutally more like 35 cousins and of course all of them that are old enough to breed, have.  Which means they each brough a few kids in tow.  Lordy!  And of couse everyone was asking me where my husband was and then would laugh and say “We all know you will never marry or have kids” it was sweet, I am the old maid of the family at the whopping age of twenty-something (you dont need to know the exact number).  Otherwise though it was nice to see everyone.  My time is up at the internet cafe…