Morning Thoughts

It is cold today and almost noon. Usually it has warmed up by this time of the morning but not today. I am sitting in my house, occasionally walking out into my garden, checking to see if it is warm enough for me to take a walk. Not yet. I am spoiled. I hate even a little bit of cold weather. I spent part of the morning looking at the news and saw snow storms already hitting the United States and places where it rarely snows. People living there are the ones to complain about the cold. Not me. 

I have my new glasses now and have been wearing them around the house for three days. I want to get used to them before taking a long walk. At this point, the cobblestones seem to be right in my face. Dangerous for walking because I cannot judge how far away they actually are from my face. This is because of Progressive lenses.  Getting old is tough. 

There is a Michoacan festival going on at the Ajijic plaza today and tomorrow. Lots of music, dancing, food and crafts. If it would get about ten degrees warmer, and the wind would stop, I might walk down and take some pictures. In the meantime I am just waiting it out and practicing walking around my house wearing my new glasses. Chico and Olive are hanging out with me. Olive manipulated me into cooking fresh chicken for her meals but now she doesn't like it. I don't know what comes next. Steak?  What a cat.  No wonder Chico gets irritated with her. She is like the queen of the house. Dogs are so much easier. But I love her and would be unhappy if anything happened to her or to Chico. They are my Mexico Family. 

It was very windy last night. This morning my patio was full of leaves. I swept them up and later on I took these photos of Chico and Olive out there. They follow me around wherever I go. It is nice to be loved like that. Guess I will keep on cooking chicken for them---or steak......

It was too cold for Chico so he came back in the house. He is getting old, like me, and probably has arthritis, like me. 

Cold or hot weather is very subjective. I noticed that the Mexicans walking past my window were all wearing their winter clothing, knitted hats, gloves, boots, jackets and I am guessing the temperature is between 60 and 65 degrees outside. I imagine if I were to walk down to the plaza I would see Expats recently there from Canada wearing shorts and t shirts.  But I have been here so long now that I think 65 degrees is cold. Don't know how I would manage in the snow.