"cool dude" lindo is back; not sure I'm deserving of such an effusive moniker; I suppose for each of us we "can't see the forest" etc .. we're all simply doing the best we can with what we've got; and it defines our lives; occasionally I DO think about "my life as a movie" - i.e. if I were being followed by some helicopter filming my whereabout and antics... so we just got back from an activity filled 4 days in LA (about a 6 hour drive); Thursday took care of itself; Friday (son from Guadalajara flew in Thursday night); the 4 lindos and Hilary went to the proposed "wedding venue" site (about 6 miles in from malibu beach); very nice; I/we generously offered to pay the full 5-hour open bar tab (take some heat off the in-laws who live an outwardly wealthy life, but can't afford their own daughters wedding); then off to malibu and the 'crab shack' for lunch overlooking the ocean; friday night to the in-laws (jewish/smart/fabulous food; limited alcohol) and THEIR parents (87 y/o)- so of course we brought a "made up newly wed game" and "hosted and kept score" (the structure was appreciated by all and funny as hell); followed by the famous "lindo sing along" in which grandpa soloed on aint she sweet and let me call you sweetheart; the family was in tears.... saturday evening the "young'uns engagement party" - again, had a GREAT time; met/interrogated/interviewed each of the 40 "kids" there ... they loved it! - and MOnday today; an additional day off to mow the lawn; hit the gym; ride my bike to various markets looking for bargains (yes. I'm an old guy with a bungeecorded box to the back of my bike and a removeable wire basket on the front for my 10 pound yorkie/poo - Shamus - the love of my life! Great catching up..
some day I'll write a song about the three of US and post it! Lindo - just a man; wiht a boy inside ....