The Anniversary Gift

Today Zach and I have been married for 8 months. That is 243 days (I think. That’s some tricky mental math for this time of day and in this state of mind). We ventured into town for breakfast at Esperanza’s café. She is a wonderful cook, and unbelievably gracious. She would give us all of our food when we came if we would let her, but we always try to sneak a payment by leaving it at the table. We both had a rice milk drink that was really delicious. After breakfast we planned to walk around to go back to the fabric stores. On the way we stopped at a Juicery (ha) and Zach got. . . the Fortifier. It was apple, strawberry, orange, something foreign, and marvelous. We purchased the last of the fabric that the store had, and some more yarn, and then headed back to the church. We had been trying all week to make plans for a movie at the Cinepolis with Jose, but each time it seemed like something else came up. We called him from the church but since it was BOGO day at the movies he opted to stay back since he couldn’t find anyone to come with him. We boarded a bus and got off in front of the Soriana and made a stop for drinks and candy (which we assumed would be cheaper than at the theater) Gummy worms in hand Zach bought tickets for the movie, and we got some popcorn (luckily we didn’t get the chili powder kind). And unlike many other movie-goers, we did not put catchup on our popcorn. We saw Inception with Dicaprio. It was actually really neat. Unlike many movies I have seen, and really stretched your perception of reality. Y’all should redbox this one if you haven’t already seen it. The movie got out at 6 and we were supposed to be at Soledad’s house for the study at 6. We ran through the rain to the bus stop, but to no avail, we still had to stand for a while to wait for a bus. We made it to the study and were able to be there in enough time to catch most of it. (Thank you Mexican watches.) Jose had already begun a little Journey through the experience of Daniel with the group, and we were glad to join in. Cafecito and pan was served and we chatted with everyone. Rosita (Jorge’s mom) informed us that her latest update had been that the family would not be leaving Texas until Sunday, which would put them home Tuesday or Wednesday. We were not concerned, because we had been assured that Lulu would take us to the airport Monday morning if that is what we needed to do. With that contentment, and that of having a plane to take us home when we needed, we got on a bus to go visit, one last time, the Tlyuda lady. The meal would nourish both Zach’s stomach, and dreams. And we got home having spent a wonderful day together. Waiting for us on the phone however, was a missed call from my house. Come to find out, Mexicana Click (the airplane that we were taking to Mexico City for our connection to Dallas) had, along with the company, tanked, and would be making no more journeys. We rested well despite the speed bump, and opted to cross that bridge in the morning.