Lo Siento
Yesterday I blamed the ninos for making us miss the bus, so it's only fair that I confess I was the one who was late this morning. I've been wearing earplugs because the neighbors in the other half of the townhouse insist on moving furniture <or something like that> until the wee hours. Usually they fall out sometime during the night, but unfortunately last night the plugs stayed snug. I missed both my alarm clock and the noises in the house that usually wake me, and awoke only when my pequeno roommate tucked her day bed in under mine.
So...another nice half hour walk to the office this morning and several repititions of one of my most commonly used phrases lo siento: I'm sorry. Actually, I don't mind the walk at all because we're not usually moving too rapidito and the weather has been beautiful. It's a nice way to feel the rhythm of a city -- the buses chugging along, the cars honking, the people walking by and glaring. ;) My friend tells me this is just the way the Spainish are -- they glare until they get to know you, then they are very friendly.
I've got a new-to-me recommendation this morning. A Brazilian couple made my coffee during the break and, instead of heating water to add the instant coffee to, they used a cupful of milk. Wow. Maybe I've just been missing out all my life and this is not new to you, but if I'm ever drinking instant at home I'm going to try it this way. Makes instant quite tolerable. ;)
