lovingeveryminute ...is reclaiming my writing nest!
. . . at the Mexican Market! Or at least the ad for it.
My Dearest reads it to me in Spanish and I find that I can tell him everything back-and even answer questions. In English, but still—I know all my fruits and vegetables. That will at least get me fed in a Latin country!
Along with a sincere but obligatory por favor and gracias, of course.