Friday, March 4, 2011

Mexican Coke

The Coke in Mexico is a lot different than the Coke in the States.

It is a sweet treat and once you taste one you will have a hard time going back to the other.

They have a stronger flavor and are very bubbly.

The people here claim that it is the only thing that properly washes down the greasy tacos.

No meal is complete without a Mexican Coke...in a glass bottle.

Here they have a "Coke Man" who will come to your door to pick up your empty coke bottles and replace them with full ones.

Just like the milk man...only he's the COKE man.

There are Coca-Cola advertisements on just about every building.

Coke is the unofficial mascot of Mexico.


You cannot visit Mexico without trying their COKE.  

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

shopping

Shopping in Mexico is a whole new experience. 

We usually get a few girls in town and go down in a group. 

We have done this in the past  for safety reasons and now it just makes it more fun.

Our large grocery store is about 20 miles from our little town. 

The stores carry tons of things...but finding them is another story.

They haven't mastered the art of organization.
We are just grateful that they have some of these "golden" items.

The isles are usually only big enough for a single cart. 

The like to put out promotional tables everywhere too. 

I was pushing a cart with a child hanging onto each side and one got knocked in the back by a stack of crates and the other one would have to get off and walk behind me to fit down the isles. 

It is truly an experience. 

When you check out they have "bag-boys" that bag all your groceries and they like to be tipped. 

Then you are met in the parking lot by men who will push your cart to your car and load your groceries for you. 

They too like to be tipped. 

I must say the service is excellent! 

We feel like celebrities when we go "down town." 

Not too many blond, blue-eyed, TALL girls here.

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

{death}

Sunday night one of the kindest people in town passed away from a massive heart attack.
She was loved by all and never forgot anyone's birthday.
I had the privilege of having her as my Visiting Teacher.
I considered her my dear friend.

Her death was very sudden. She will be sorely missed.

In our community we have a "burial committee." Instead of shipping off our beloved downtown to the local Funeral Home, we prefer to handle it ourselves. It is also much more cost efficient. 
We have a committee to handle the men and one to handle the women.

(Sorry, if this is too much information.)

Under the Scout Lodge is our little morgue.  The bodies are handled by those who loved, appreciated, and worked with the deceased while on this earth. They are never passed onto a stranger, which can be comforting. And to know your loved one is being handled with great care.

In our town we are able to make all the funeral arrangements within days so there is no need for embalming. Instead a method of closing or stopping up all orifices is performed using cotton, and a salt mixture is rubbed over the skin to help with preservation.  Then the body is tenderly dressed and made-up properly for viewing. 

Some are disturbed by this method but I think it is very personal and a great way to pay a last tribute to a loved member of our community.  

My father-in-law has been over the "burial committee" for several years, and on more than one occasion, has left my mother-in-law to find a body laying on her counter top.
It is a job that he holds sacred and considers it a privilege to be able to help.

Sunday, February 27, 2011

Sick

Today we are sick. 4 out of the 6 of us are sick with headaches, tummy trouble, and fevers. 

This is one of the disadvantages of living in such a small town. When one person gets sick...the whole town gets sick. 

Our little, private elementary school shut down the preschool class for the week because all the little preschoolers where sick!

Only 1/2 of our congregation attended church this week due to this infamous sickness that is spreading through the streets.

It is almost inevitable...there is almost nothing you can do...no amount of hand sanitizer or lysol will help prevent it...

Just face the facts. When you see someone go down you know you will be there soon too. 

For now, life is on hold, my bed is full of babies...sick babies. There will be lots of movies and snuggling and sleeping. We are equipped with our "throw-up-buckets" and favorite blankies.

All our efforts are centered on getting back to normal. I hope to see you on the other side. 
P.S. I am out of Kleenex...this could be a problem.

Saturday, February 26, 2011

Why do you live in Mexico?

i get asked this question more than any other. here is my explanation. 

my husband's ancestors settled in mexico while  trying to escape the polygamy laws in the usa. the last 4 generations have stayed to farm the 1,000's of acres of land that we inherited. 

my children, if they decide to take over the family farm, will be the 5 generation. 

no...we do not practice polygamy anymore. that ended several generations back , however, there is another colony of Americans (here in mexico) who currently practice polygamy. they are not associated with us in any way.  

so, here we stay to raise our children in a small town while working on the farm. we have the laid back lifestyle of the mexican culture while surrounded by americans. 

yes, the country still honors their daily siestas, and most businesses close down from the hours of 2:00pm to 4:00pm.
so nice to live in a PRO-NAP country!

and yes...it is possible to raise girls to work on the farm. my kids will go out and pull weeds or help pick peaches. we start them young. 

i love having my husband home everyday at 4:00pm and he joins us most days for lunch too. i love how the kids beg to ride in the truck with dad. i love having our farm so close to home. i love getting TONS (literally) of fresh produce every summer.

for all that i can give up nordstrom and the hustle and bustle of a city. there is always online shopping, right?!

Thursday, February 24, 2011

American Girl

Yes, American Girl dolls. My girls are of the age to take very good care and these one-of-a-kind dolls. This is their new hobby. These dolls get dressed every morning and brought to the couch for family scripture study. They are now part of the family.

I'd like you to meet Victoria (my twinn) and Molly in their new pajamas that Aunt Carol hand crafted for them. The quality of these clothes are better than the ones you can order online...from the company!

We are so lucky to have her next door! My girls love to go over to her house (several times a day) to have their dolls try on new outfits...
go in for "fittings"...
get their hair brushed and styled...

Yes, Aunt Carol is too good to my girls...and their dolls.

Today...

We slept in again today. It's okay because our school is only a 2 minute drive from home. 
Get dressed.
Make beds.
Say prayers.
Read scriptures as a family.
Eat a hot breakfast.
Do 4 heads of hair.
Grab backpack and GO.

We can master our morning routine in about 30 minutes. We like to push our luck.

Garrett was able to stay home this morning while I ran Tori to school and then went to the High School weight room to work-out.
 
The Girl's P.E. teacher stopped me and asked if I would help with teaching the DANCE unit next week. I love doing that sort of thing.

I stopped by our little market on the way home for some milk, bread and fresh tortillas (I'll have to use them for lunch today). Everyone comes home for lunch...everyday. I love it.

Once I got home I fed the baby, tucked Benton into bed (he is sick today), Alex ran off to Aunt Carol's house to get her new American Girl doll clothes that she perfectly hand made, down to the last detail, and sent Garrett off to work.
Another day...another dollar...


And Adalyn is 4 months!!!