Because I wrapped a bright colored Mexican shawl around my waist to dress up an outfit, someone accused me recently of becoming Mexican. Yeah sure, with my command of the language. That’s funny.
and the temperature dropped to the mid-sixties. I had to laugh as I found myself rolling my pant legs down and reaching for a jacket.
65 degrees of frio (do I sense a book title there?) Yep, I’m turning Mexican alright.
Well sort of, I am not wearing a winter coat like some people.