Belize Turns 25

September is celebration month. Belize gained its independence 25 years ago from England, colonialism and driving on the left hand side of the road. The festivities last about 3 weeks, which means that if you're a foreigner and planned on working, well you can go right ahead and work work work, but Belzieans are going to celebrate, so get over it! And on Monday if everyone is still borracho, be nice.

This weekend's celebration is the Battle of St. George's Caye Day (September 10th) and the Alamina family reunion on Miss Ilna's beach. (Let's hope no one feeds me too much to drink or we'll have a repeat performance of Easter's faux pas).

A quick, bad-memory recap of historical events: On September 10, 1798, the English Baymen who were loggers, farmers and pirates, along with their slaves beat the crap out of the Spanish armada by tricking them to wreck on the submerged reef. The Baymen took their little boats out to attack the spanish in hand to hand combat and slaughtered the whole lot of them. Hurray for the Baymen! This is one of the reasons that Belize is officially English based and not spanish like the rest of Central America. Some Spanish galleons were sunk right off the eastern side of Caye Chapel about 1/2 mile from here. On Caye Caulker there will probably be a parade with every motorized vehicle lined up from here to there and will go around the island twice. Its very sweet, and everyone loves a parade. The school kids will probably march, the beer delivery tractor and wagon will be filed up with people, the village council dump truck will have a 5 foot high speakers on the back blasting out Belizean celebration music, everyone will have their golf carts decorated with red and blue and national flags.

I JUST LOVE A PARADE!

For the "official" website click here

Construction Zone

This morning, since we didn’t have any guests staying at Alamina Beach House, Bigness decided that 6 a.m. was quite late enough for me to sleep in and got busy with the sledge hammer and pinch bar, not on me, but on the verandah-soon-to-be office. The lumber had been delivered last night from Manuel’s barge, and that was the signal to start ripping the lattice down. Wow, the verandah feels so naked. But, I’m getting a proper office with windows that open and close. MY space, a place where I can close the door and no one is supposed to come marching in . . . not supposed to come marching in. . . Did I mention the door that closes?

UN Baby: Grandma the jumbies farted and woke me up.

Me: oh really?

UnBaby: Did you know grandpa is breaking the house down? He say we gonna sleep on de beach (giggle)

Me: maybe you will, I’ll just stay in my bed. Who told you about the jumbies?

UNBaby: Granpa say de jumbie gonna bite me if I don’t go sleep.

Tonight while UnBaby was bathing in the washing machine (yes, she still won’t take a shower – and no bathtubs here on Caye Caulker) Bath time comes after dinner and before TV watching with me and gpa in the big big bed.

UnBaby: I think we should AAAAALLLLLLLLLLLL sleep in Gpa’s big bed. Me and mommy and you and grandpa, we don’t need AAAAALLLLLLLLL of these beds in AAAAALLLLLLLLL of these rooms, just one big bed in one room.

Me: oh really

UNBaby: yuuuueeeeesssss

Me: well that isn't gonna happen, but remember, don’t get out until all all the bubbles are gone.

UNBaby: (big sigh) one beeeeeg bed… grandma, de bubbles are almosss gaaan. Mash de button for de light.

I turn off the verandah light so she can climb out of the washing machine in semi privacy on the naked verandah and wrap up in a towel.

Me: finish bathe and get your jammies on.

UNBaby has started 4 year old preschool at Miss Sue's Preschool here on Caye Caulker with all her other 4 year old buddies. She's the tallest in her class - which she comes by naturally, Supergirl and I were always the tallest in our classes, albeit 20 something years apart. UNBaby also has the biggest feet. I have to admit, I don't know where those feet came from. If I didn't know better, I would swear she's an Alamina, but she's not.

Just Wasting Time

I thought this quiz was fun...

Who Should Paint You: Alfred Gockel

All American yet funky, you inspire an artist's imagination And while not everyone will understand your portrait, you will!

What Artist Should Paint Your Portrait?

Well who the heck is Alfred Gockel? That's what I wanted to know, so I google'd him

http://www.gockelfineart.com/

Alfred Gockel
Named as an Official Olympic Artist

Famed pop artist and action painter, Alfred Gockel, was recently commissioned by the United States Olympic team to create an official piece of artwork for the 2006 Olympics in Turin, Italy.

His art work is inspired by the greatness of winter Olympic sports including skiing, bobsledding, and hockey.
His use of amazing style, flair, and color help to depict his vision.

Alfred Gockel’s official Olympic piece will be available exclusively through Park West Gallery
(As a side note, the Park West Gallery is in Michigan and the former art director is a friend of mine)




And while we're on the subject, I've brought you another wacky quiz.

Lee Ann Vanderwalker's Aliases

Your movie star name: Doritos Cecil Your fashion designer name is Lee Paris Your socialite name is Leeannibug Cancun Your fly girl / guy name is L Van Your detective name is Jaguar Kent City Your barfly name is Brownie Margarita Your soap opera name is Ann Mac Arthur Your rock star name is Snickers Car Your Star Wars name is Leemis Vanran Your punk rock band name is The Pensive Shell

The Amazing Meganame Generator


SOMEONE PLEASE STOP ME.... BUT HOW DO THEY COME UP WITH THIS STUFF???

Your Candy Heart Says "Get Real"

You're a bit of a cynic when it comes to love. You don't lose your head, and hardly anyone penetrates your heart. Your ideal Valentine's Day date: is all about the person you're seeing (with no mentions of v-day!) Your flirting style: honest and even slightly sarcastic What turns you off: romantic expectations and "greeting card" holidays Why you're hot: you don't just play hard to get - you are hard to get

What Does Your Candy Heart Say?

Go Home Mother

Supergirl is SO EXCITED that Bigness and I are spending another 3 weeks here on Caye Caulker, until the Art & Tastefest is finished. I hope she doesn't try to poison me in my sleep.

Overheard

Supergirl: If you put on another Sergio Mendez CD, I’ll kill the cruise director.

Me: Don’t forget to wash your hands first.

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Tourist: Are you two sisters?

Me: (batting eyelashes and do the hair flip) Why, yessssss, of course.

Supergirl: (growl) You're getting decaf.

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Overseen

UN Baby standing at the top of the stairs to the beach using the red bike tire pump as a microphone stand singing to the Dixie Chicks with her fake hillbilly accent. She must be in a house cleaning mood because that’s the CD that Supergirl and I play when we’re getting Alamina Beach House ready for guests.

Warning

Freaky White Granny is BACK! Thank goodness she's torturing someone else this year. Hold onto your string bikini tops and mini skirts. Meanwhile at a local watering hole, Bartender Extraordinaire: (leans over and asks) Does Granny like a spanky?

Really Important Message:
To the momma cat that climbed in Supergirl’s bedroom window and had kittens behind her bed, and then ran away, your children are waiting for you in a box on the verandah.

Hammock Time

Supergirl shot this photo a couple of months ago around Easter of United Nations Baby and her cousin Alexia playing on Grandpa Bigness's hammocks on the soon-to-become-office verandah.

Now for a big slug of encouragement for parents all over the world: SCHOOL'S STARTED! WOO HOO!