We really enjoyed the Fat Tuesday parade yesterday. Below are a few photos, some with captions. Click on first photo to enlarge it and see caption. Then click on rt. arrow each time to see rest of photos.
When I got home, I went in swimming, ducking under the water and scrubbing my scalp so the water could wash out the flour.
Then, hours later––OMG! I scratched the top of my head and the whole top of my head was covered in a big thick scab !!! I couldn’t even peel it off. It felt like it was pulling my skin off when I tried to, and it was all over the top and back of my head!!!!! I was scared to death.
Judy (Reeves, my house guest) looked at my head and said that it was flour from the parade that had mixed with the water from the pool and formed a hard thick crust when it dried. She said she wouldn’t have known except she had had it crust in her eyebrows.
If we managed to get a flake separated from the hard crust on my head, it would be formed around hairs and we would need to pull it to the end of that hairs to remove it.
Just crazy. I went in and took a shower, shampooed and scrubbed my head, brushed with soft and then steel bristle brush. Brushed and brushed. Blew dry. Brushed and brushed again.. Later in bed, felt head..still crust in one par–– rebrushed––Went back to bed.
My alarm didn’t go off so I woke up late and hurried to take Judy in to the writing class she was conducting in Ajijic. Got there early. Came home and put car outside because it was covered in flour. Came in and got the table ready for the writing group that meets here Thur. and Fri. Setting up a TV tray , I squeezed my finger in the table joint and raised a huge swollen bruise. I was crying in frustration and so embarrassed––no reason to be so shaken, but it hurt like Hell. Poor Y. was outside and I was still crying when she came in, but just as she did, the music switched songs and and started playing “Take it Easy…” I started laughing and told Yolanda the music was saying “Tranquillo.” She then showed me a finger very bent at the first joint and said it was a finger she had cut off and they sewed it back on. That certainly got me leveled out. Don’t know why I was in such a tizzy. Just my natural state lately, I guess. Time for a vacation.
Been having such a good time with Judy. We just talk and talk and lose track of time. Were going to bed early but at 1:30 we were still talking. Everything set for tomorrow as long as I don’t have to use the 3rd finger from my pinkie on my left hand. And for some reason my hair looks great!!!
Can’t say the same for my car, however:
The only car wash place I know of in Ajijic has closed down, but Yolanda, again, came to the rescue.
The minute she finished deflouring the car, the phone rang and it was Jesus saying I needed to come get my three large art pieces out of the cultural center gallery as the exhibition closed today. So, I had to turn around and drive back to Ajijic with Yolanda to help me. My pieces have big stands and heavy glass covers but luckily there was a man in the gallery who helped us carry them to thhe car and when we got home, although Pasiano was gone, there was a man passing who helped us carry things down to the house. So fortunate.
When I came out of where I was installing the second sculpture in bedroom, he had left and I had meant to tip him. Turns out Yolanda had done so, taking the money out of the money I leave in the kitchen drawer to buy garrafones of water. She tipped him exactly what I meant to. Once again, she knows exactly what to do before it is even mentioned.
Only one more trip into Ajijic today to pick up Judy after her class. Third trip there today.
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 