Grandes Amores

If you are wondering what happened to all the beer, it was me.  My bad.  Sorry.  I've been under some stress.  I didn't mean to start a world-wide shortage. 

I waited impatiently behind an older, African American woman with the biggest feet I have ever seen as she dominated the pharmacist and cashier just to select an over the counter medicine.

"You want the four pill pack or eight?" the cashier asked from the aisle as she selected the woman's medicine.
"Four," Big Foot called back from the counter, "I just want ONE days releeeef".
"Will I be able to go to church tomorrow?" she continued, though it looked like she had just come from church, dressed entirely in white, a long skirt and lady-jacket thing, baggy white hose and huge white shiny heels on those feet. 
"You'll be fine for church tomorrow, just stay home today and clean the living room or something".
I noticed a small, glass bottle full of clear liquid at the register.  I was starting to get suspicious.
"Ya'll got a bathroom?  Can't I just go in there and shove it in?"
I started giggling.
"You got an old car or a new one?" the pharmacist asked.  
"Still makin' payments..."
"Yeah but is it old or new?"
"Yeah, it's new.  And when its paid for, it'll be old".
"You might want to wait until you get home then". 

I have never heard such a public discussion of constipation and shitting oneself before.  Or shitting ones car.  Or giving yourself some kind of, I don't know, pinche enema.
Damn.  What a day brightener.

I laid on the wood-floor of the Conservatory,  really drunk and listening to the Kinks.  Man, that is a really pretty room in my princess house.  My mom and my sister were there.  The big Spanish assembly was a success.  The high heels I have never been able to wear surrounded me.  I just felt like getting them out.  I was so proud and thrilled by what the kids and I accomplished.  I knew it was awesome.  I went through with it after my job elimination because I had already started working on it with the kids and didn't want to disappoint them.  And because, well, I wanted the adults to know what they'd be missing without a Spanish program next year. 

"Y por eso los grandes amores, de mucho colores, me gustan a mí...."