"As long as I know how to love, I know I'll stay alive.
I've got all my life to live,
I've got all my love to give and I'll survive.
I will survive!"
Tom and his bicycle have done it again. We let him loose for about an hour this afternoon to do whatever he wanted. (You can read that as "run errands.") The national softball champs from San Pedro High School were playing a game against the boys from Belize City as Tom took his usual shortcut across the city soccer field. Although usually clueless, this time he noticed, as he was midway across, that he was directly between the batter and the center fielder. Shouting "hurry up" to Tom on a bicycle, I assure you, is a total waste of time. He was too embarrassed to stick around to see who won the game.
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German Schoolteacher in Belize |
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German Schoolteacher |
Passport Alert: Due to his ever-increasing interest in "Bella in Belize," my Uncle Aaron from the Woodlands, Texas, is finding himself drawn to San Pedro and is actually in the process of getting his passport. This is of particular interest since it took Uncle Aaron over twenty years to get his rear end out of Missouri. And that is of particular interest since great portions of Missouri are gravitational "black holes" which effectively prevent its residents from ever going anywhere. We look forward to introducing Aaron to Irmi from Germany and the dance contest at Fido's. It won't be pretty, but they'll probably win. By the way, my Uncle Craig is a dud [that's dud, not dude] who isn't remotely interested in leaving his couch. Way to go, Craig.
Well, auf wiedersehen. Y'all come visit. We'll arrange for a tour of the Mayan ruins on the mainland and still save you a swing chair at Caliente's. You're gonna love Belize!
I must have missed the Missouri black holes since I am from Missouri and currently residing in the guest room with Tom, Shelley & Bella in Belize. Show Me you can say something nice about my state or your meatloaf days may be in the past. Grandma Jane
ReplyDeleteTruth or meatloaf. Hmmm
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