South of the Border, Part 2, Karen

My first trip to Mexico as an adult was to Tijuana. OH YES! I figure if your gonna do something you might as well go big. Hello Revolution Blvd. ( If ya been there then ya know what happens in Mexico stays in Mexico) nothing like bars, whorehouses and shopping malls to stimulate a mind. This was a safe, no mishaps trip. The same can not be said of my most recent trip.

It starts out innocently enough ( Karen has not seen a doctor for her Thyroid meds. so a quick trip to the pharmacia and problem solved). Now usually I'm pretty skittish about driving into Mexico, in fact, I always park and walk across. My mother-in -law however drives across frequently to visit, shop etc... on this occasion Bernie, myself and his parents drive across. After finding a pharmacia and making our purchases it is decided in honor of my birthday, dinner was in order. Bernie's mom drove us to a lovely restaurant called La Reforma it is a family favorite and I am delighted they shared it with me.

The excitement begins on the way to the port of entry ( the border). Picture if you will looking out the passenger window seeing the border wall from the wrong side when BAAAM!!! T-boned in an intersection in Mexico. Suddenly Soldiers start yelling at us to move ( hello!!! we just had an accident I thought we stayed put. Ha!! American thinking.) low and behold the accident happened in front of a Military Generals house, so we had to move right away. Bernie's mom is trying to make the van move, the soldiers are yelling, it was crazy. Unfortunately the tire was all twisted up so moving anywhere was not going to happen. The van could not move under it's own power so the equivalent of the state police were called. After much discussion most of which I did not understand, because my gringa ass don't speak Spanish, we were "invited" it the local police station/jail. Now I must say when a cop wearing a fully automatic weapon tells you to get in his truck I comply. I've never been carted off to a Mexican jail so this was kind of exciting.

Little Miss Mishap!

Hey I'm Jackie!(aka Little Miss Mishap). So i was at school and in 4th period(gym). I was playing frizbee and WHAMOOOOOOO! Stupid boy knocked me over well lets just say i have a busted foot and he walked away. No sorry nothing! Mom was so cool when I got home she looked at my foot and went ER here we come. So another day in the life of Little Miss Mishap.

South of the Border, Part 1, Mom.

Mexico, my first memory of this county involved a restaurant in a cave ( seriously). I was terrified of the Mariachi band and hide under the table for the entire dinner. This experience set the stage for many other trips that would have strange happenings.

I would like to say this segment involves mom, my intent is not to embarrass. It is kind of funny some of the things that happened (now that many years have gone by).

My first trip to Cholla Bay, Sonora, Mexico was over the Memorial Day weekend. Mom was pregnant ( about 5 months, so if you've been pregnant you'll relate) with Jayne and were we on the way home, the line to return to the U.S. was very, very,very long. We had been sitting in the truck for hours and mom had to pee badly. Stopping somewhere was out of the question because we would have lost our place in line. Mom being practical and doing what she could given the situation peed, in a cup in the front seat of the truck. ( I might have been traumatized for life but, I had to pee just as bad. I waited, I was 10 . ) Unfortunately, this was not the only bad event that occurred to mom in Mexico. For this next event you need to understand that mom is allergic to tomatoes. I think she forgot that when she drank to many Bloodymary's. This was the one and only time I have ever seen mom drunk it was hilarious until she started yakking. Yuk! I related these stories first because mom has had as many misadventures as me. I think there might be a genetic link to mishaps. Mexico seems to have some dramatic effect on our family because we do things we would never other wise do. Next, South of the Border, Part 2, Karen's Mishaps.

ITS TRUE

OK! Miss Mishap is the perfect name for me. Ask anyone close to me and they will tell you so. Hell could freeze over and I would fall through the ice, get rescued by the fire department only to have their truck run out of gas. My "adventures" can go so awry that some days I'm convince a curse has been placed on me. ODDLY I have a co-worker who's grandfather is a true voodoo priest (go figure). There are some days I think about calling him and having a goat sacrificed, or something bigger, just in case the curse thing is for real.

By the way thank-you Jayne, the flames and quote on this page are great. I bet Mom still gets freaked out if she hears a smoke detector howling while she's in the shower (oooopps! so I burned some popcorn, we were able to get the soot off the ceiling eventually).

Are you ready? set... GO!

Hi, this is Jayne. I am Karen's (aka Miss Mishap) younger, and tad bit less accident prone, little sister. I have started this blog for Karen to document life as a mishap waiting to happen. She is famous for the crazy situations she gets into and I thinks she should share "the good, the bad, and the extremely funny".

Also? I want pictures, and a few entries from Jackie. How is life as the daughter of Miss Mishap?

Now get posting Karen! Love you.