A New Year

A New Year

            The holidays are over and New Year’s resolutions already broken.  Answer all the notes received in Christmas cards…. not done.  Maybe I can write Valentine greetings.  Lose the extra five pounds that December brought… not done.  I did have to eat the food in the fridge before leaving.  Sort the stuff piled on my desk… not done.  It will be there when we get home.

            Max and I are on our way to Mexico for a few weeks.  We have no set itinerary and hope to roam, finding small towns where we can rent an apartment or small house for a while.  I bought four books on Mexico as well as doing a web search.  All in all, it’s too much information.    

            I’m sitting in a Galveston, Texas motel room across from a lovely beach on the Gulf of Mexico.  The sea is gray with crashing waves, the temperature is hovering around freezing and the wind is fierce.  Not what we had expected to find this far south.  Nor had the people who live here been prepared for the cold.  At least there’s no snow.

            Yesterday we visited a couple of museums and then stopped at a place on the beach for Happy Hour.  We had Shrimp Kisses; shrimp stuffed with pepper jack cheese, wrapped in bacon and deep fried an instant.  They came on a bed of Sharks Teeth, battered deep fried onion rings.  To finish off this definitely unhealthy snack, we had Puffins, Jalapeño peppers filled with crab stuffing (like crab cakes) rolled in crumbs and, you guessed it, deep fried.