Hurricane Alex

Well, I think at the present moment Alex is a Tropical Storm still. But anyway, Brownsville is right in the path of said storm. This really sucks for me on so many levels. So, we've done all the plastic sheeting and wrapping and moving stuff at the BHA locations (all of them...). and I have my provisions at my home.

Me, personally, I'm looking forward to a storm, a big one. But I'd like to be safe about all of it. So, I'm camping out and waiting for the storm.


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just for kicks

I changed the colors of my blog. I think I like this better than pinks. I don't know why I had that up for so long.

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not really news...

Well, it's the middle of June, I've known for a while that it's not really worth keeping this journal, but I do it anyway. I don't have news. I don't mind it. But really, my life is pretty well slated under routine. I get up, I make my lunch, I go to work, I read, research, write, type stuff up like it's going out of style. Maybe things work out like they are supposed to. Maybe people get back to me when I call with questions.

However, because Fernando is leaving us at the end of the month, I'm slowly taking over his stuff--this includes any involvement with both the Mexican Consulate (here in Brownsville, Texas) and the American Consulate (in Matamoros, Mexico). This does mean I'll be making a trip or few to Mexico courtesy of my job. In the words of the great philosopher Jagger: You can't always get what you want but if you try sometimes you get what you need.

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Mr. Creepy Creeperson!

I am not necessarily an arachnophobe BUT when I'm looking out my window and THIS is who I see...I do tend to get a bit freaked out. Rhi was the one brave enough to go out to the patio and take this pic. I was watching from the door to the patio. 


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In the news...

Well, it's been about a month since my last update. There really REALLY isn't anything for me to update on except that we've got one heck of a crazy summer schedule coming our way at the BHA. I don't even know where to begin except to say HOLY CRAP! And we're loosing two staff members (Sarah and Fernando) to slightly bigger and better things. So, we're a skeleton crew running on slightly higher octane than most people in the town. Translation: we're nuts and Brownsville just doesn't know how to deal with us. I don't mind it.

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Congrats to Fernando's sister...

Fernando is one of the people I work with at the BHA. He's a Programs Coordinator (or guru as some of us like to refer to him). He' a really great kid to work with (yes, I said kid, he's 23 and I feel kinda old around him sometimes). Well, anyway, his sister got married yesterday and Rhi and I were invited to the after party by Fernando's mother. She is a very nice and refined woman. So we went to the afterparty--at 1:30am. At the Zamora ranch in the outskirts of civilization. It was great! :) We had tacos and talked with other guests for a good two hours before we came back home. It was really nice to get out of the house even if it was really really late.

By the way, tacos here are NOT taco bell! They are very small tortillas with meat, cheese, and various other things you put on them. You usually get three or maybe four at a time. :) And they taste wonderful! But the tortillas are pretty greasy. the meat and everything else--not greasy. Just the tortilla.


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finally, I have news...

Last week, I moved into a flat and bought a car. I have my own space to call mine and a means of transportation that does not rely on when everyone else is going somewhere I'd like/need to go. :)

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