(It is currently 72' F on November 24th!)
The long-planned visit to Dos Locos finally happened, though it’s hard to believe. Nicole picked me up on her way to work around 2:45 yesterday. She was as excited as I was. It was a good time, wonderful to chat with the Locosguys - who are in great shape and looking svelte for their upcoming holiday trip to beaches of Mexico. Owning a successful business in a beach resort means you seldom get to see your own beach, so I am cheering them on. I think I may have convinced them to turn off the cell phones, but time will tell. They leave on Saturday.
Super conversations with the staff; the Golden Margaritas (two) went down easily. Being football Sunday there were a lot of customers to come by and say “hello” and ply me with drinks. Truth must be told, Joe (a Locosguy) didn’t force upon me a shot of a new Tequila from Patron which is made the old fashioned way (whatever that is) and I have to say it was the smoothest alcoholic beverage ever to pass my lips. Smooth and it didn’t knock me for a loop, either.
After their shifts, Jeffery joined me - along with Frankie, Juan, Nicole, and Bahram for the second margarita. To my great relief, neither Jeffrey nor Nicole had shared personal information about my illness, current healthcare or their places in it. Leaving that one of those not-to-discuss topics for the afternoon.
As Joe knew I wouldn’t be staying long, the old Mother in him decided that I needed supper. So, as he ordered my take-out (a Duck Quesadilla, with melted Monterey Jack and crumbled Bleu Cheese drizzled with pepper jam), Darryl (the other Locosguy) arrived and promptly ordered another round of shots of yet another new Tequila called Maestro Dobel, known as a ‘sipping tequila’ and it certainly was that.
Finished the second margarita as my supper arrived so Jeffrey brought me home and saw me up the stairs. (Did pretty well considering the drinks and balance issues). By this time it was 5:30 and I was more weak than I realized. Probably due to all the excitement and the tequila. Supper went into the refrigerator, Jeffrey took his leave, and I took a nap. Supper was warmed up about 2 hours later and was oh so good.
Yes, I’m in pain again today, but my jaws hurt far more from the constant laughter, than my joints from the swelling. A great time that was made more so by sharing it with some truly terriffic people with a very sick sensahumah.
Didn’t get melancholy following this visit. I know I’ll probably never work there again, but it doesn’t mean I can’t enjoy the company and good graces of everyone I know there, however long that lasts. It’s nice to know people still remember, miss, and care about me. Even nicer that Joe and Darryl keep them updated as they can.
I am amazed.