OK, I'll let the cat out of the bag. I grew up in a mennonite home and the only thing you could do that was worse than infidelity was to dance. Well, that is a slight exaggeration. Since coming to Yuma I have enjoyed for the first time, dancing to the best 70's music that has been composed. I have a circle of new friends and have had so much fun enjoying the music past the tapping of my fingers and toes.
Barry and his brother have a gift for music that pulls you up off your chair and onto the tiny floor of the lounge. If it doesn't, there has to be something wrong with you.
Then a day in Mexico in Algadonas with friends.
I love the way Mexicans know how to celebrate.
The temperatures here are rising, causing people to wear hats and bare more skin, which is browning very nicely. I am watching the weather and the roads north but this week is still very wet and cool. I will try again next week. I am getting homesick for family and friends.
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