Too Late for New Years?

We’re almost halfway thru the first month of the year….does it make it too late to share about our New Years Celebration?  I’ve tried several times since Jan 1st to upload pics but it just hasn’t come to fruition.  So today looks like the day!!

Days here in the mountains of Mexico are warm in the sunshine but sometimes nippy in the shade, and certainly cool in the night.  The boys (Laars in particular) think its warm enough for a 5-minute dip in the unheated pool.  No matter the season.

Collage Swim

Never party animals, I’ve seldom stayed up for a New Years Celebration since meeting Everette. Not because I wasn’t interested.  But because I was often pregnant or had little ones who weren’t going to let me sleep in after a late night of frolicking.  And over those years I was very susceptible to waking with swollen glands and sore throat from lack of sleep.  It just didn’t seem worth it.

Some years a few large families would share a meal or fondue earlier in the evening and pick up sleeping children sprawled on beds and couches as soon as the New Year well-wishing was over.  Some years Everette was awake with the older children while the youngsters and I were tucked warmly in bed. Usually a short while after the stroke of midnight Everette would wake me to wish me a Happy New Year, so I was aware of its arrival shortly after the event.

Good Enough for me.

I’m really starting to like this not having babies any more, for a lot of different reasons.  New Year’s Eve is one of them.

No more toddlers.  Big enough kids that leave me to sleep somewhat-restlessly in the mornings if need be.  Now I can risk staying up late. After all, the kids are staying up late right alongside of me!  So maybe we’ll all sleep in in the morning.

About 10 minutes before midnight we took our supplies outside.  Stacks of cups, chilled champagne, computer (for the time) and shofar.  We settled at the edge of the property overlooking Chapala and the lake.  We could hear some music down below, random dogs barking.

Then church bells rang afar and fireworks blazed distantly.  Everette bellowed out with the rams horn, remembering his ability to staccato on a brass horn from younger years but unable to supply a similar rendition.  Good try, Hon!

We shared the bubbly in plastic cups with our kiddos, each getting a sampling to Toast to the New Year.  Our friend Mark came out about 10 after, hoping to find somebody outside to celebrate with, so we let him finish off the bottle.

Collage CHeers

Very simplistic and quite quiet compared to years of kids banging on pots and pans while yelling out on the street, and horns honking miserably in Canada.  Up here on the hill outside of town was quiet just like last year in Barra de Navidad.  It quite surprises me, actually, since we’ve had much noisier (& sleepless) nights on Christmas Eve and at Easter time here in Mexico.  We actually get sleep on New Years, its wonderful.  Maybe we’ve been lucky 3 years in a row.



Feliz Anos Nuevo Amigos!!

An entire year has gone by, all of 2013 and I along with 6 of the kids have not set foot in our home country.  It’s a bit shocking to me.  But that also means I haven’t seen extended family in all that time, either.  So I was excited to discover that my mom and my sister will be coming in less than a week for about 10 days, and the end of January will bring our eldest daughter, Layne, for a visit.  This is also our Birthday Season where the majority of our family birthdays fall with a strong concentration from Jan 12-Feb 19.  Excitement seems to be building already.

There are a few Mexican families staying in the Sea Horse Apartments and their children find our kids fascinating.  They sit in the dark under the palapa at night giggling.  The girls have a crush on Mitchell with his curly blonde hair.  They quiz Gaelyn about her big brother and we hear our son’s name accentuate their Spanish conversation.  I like the slight emphasis on the first syllable Mee’ chl.

Spaish Dictionary Acuerdo

On our way to bed last night Everette and I stop and interact with the group of teens and pre-teens.  We introduce ourselves and they likewise.  The eldest boy speaks decent English so he translates (whether accurately or mischievously we don’t know) for the young girls who giggle and slap him and ask him to pass on messages.  How the one girl dreams of Mitchell, oh Mitchell!! 


Tonight the group of kids are out again but this time one of the girls has roped a young boy into writing/reading notes in English, requesting that Maret allow her to have her picture taken alongside of her!  Maret agrees, and it’s only moments later when we see the inevitable…a request to have their pictures taken with Mitchell! 

The sister is a means to the guy!!

Soon all the kids are playing Frisbee, and tag, and trying to learn each other’s language.  “We’re having so much fun!!” I hear several of our kids report.  Gaelyn announces “There’s plans for Spanish lessons tomorrow.”  I hear lessons tonight on making fart sounds with ones (facial) cheeks.  More giggles.  Firecrackers pierce the night.

Even while the rain continues to fall there is talk of fireworks and the malecon and invites for our teen kids to join them for Feliz Anos Nuevo (Happy New Year) celebrations.  What will become of that as the night wears on, I don’t know.  Who cares.  For now they are having a great time.

It’s just after 9 pm and with no juke boxes in sight somebody has turned on their truck stereo cranked to the max and opened the doors.  This is the way it is done on the beaches all year long. 

I’m afraid it’s going to be another l-o-n-g night for this aging woman.  I think I’ll just get into the champagne and the sweets early, stuff in the ear plugs and hope for the best.

Feliz Anos Nuevo Amigos!!