Welp, it's getting near Christmas time in Mexico. The neighbors invited us for Christmas dinner. Except, they invited us to have it in our house.
They're making a second floor to their house, but it's not ready yet. That means 80sq meters (two bedrooms, tiny living room/kitchen, 1 bath) for four people. I've never been in their house, but they say they don't have any space.
I believe them, because we share a wall and I know my downstairs is the floorplan of their whole house. This place would be too small for my mother and I if it were just the downstairs. I can't imagine with two more people.
So we set up our little table and brought out folding tables to put in front of our couch. Not needed. We all ate at the small table, and it was fine. The husband came late so we ate in shifts.
And we finally had birria! My neighbor made the low spice version so my mom could eat it.
It's not actually Christmas today. They are traveling to Sinoloa to visit family tomorrow, but they didn't want us to celebrate alone, so had another celebration for us.
Friends in Mexico are true friends. It was fun.
Other news:
I found out I can get monthly soda/water delivery from Coca Cola Mexico. Water jugs, water bottles, soda, and Topo Chico. This is really a life-saver because we're constantly running out, and the stores never have enough. It's good to have regular water jug delivery too because chasing the trucks that go by every once in a while for water sucked.
Other than that, not much to report. We stay home most days. I work. It's not much different day to day from the USA, except I don't have to struggle with my pills, and when my mom needed a colonoscopy they saw us right away. It was clear. We'll do the rest of her 'make sure the cancer hasn't come back' tests next month.
This year I'm grateful for a new life in a new country where my federal tax is almost gone, I can get my medication easily, and my rent is cheap. This year has been a blessing for us, and we are grateful.
