Tuesday, May 15, 2007

Life in a Small Town



Rocío's First Communion has come and gone. We had perfect weather, a strange thing in Pamplona, but on Saturday it was absolutely perfect. Everybody had something to wear, and we found the perfect restaurant to celebrate. A week earlier I wouldn't have believed everything would turn out so well, but in the end it all worked out. The only word to describe it - perfect! (Actually, I'm getting paid for each time I use the word perfect - hey, there I go again.) And here are the long-awaited pictures. The rest are on Photobucket if anyone is interested (Jesús is only in one of them, since he's the one who took all the pictures - poor guy).

The only anecdote we have to tell about this day is that Rocío left one of her gifts in a shopping bag outside the church. We were in the car on the way to the restaurant, and I asked her, "Ro, where's the bag you had earlier?" She said that one of the other guests had the bag when we left the church. So, we arrived to the hotel, and I asked if anyone had the bag. No one had it, and no one remembered seeing it. We made a call to a friend to see if someone from the church could pick it up. It turned out that someone had found it, a woman named Mª Jesús, and we got her phone number. She said she knew us (we live in a small town, so I quake in my shoes when someone says they know me), and we could come by the next day to pick it up.

On Sunday morning my husband called the woman, but she wasn't home. So, I tried again in the afternoon. I got her son on the phone, who informed me that his mother was at the Retirement Club (which is Gossip Central Station in any Spanish town) with the bag. I went down to the club to find it full of elderly people playing cards, dominoes, and of course gossiping. I asked for Mª Jesús and was taken over to a group of women playing cards. She greeted me, and said that she sees my husband every Sunday in Mass with the children. Now, either my husband is sneaking out to go to Mass on Sundays, or this woman mistook him for someone else. I decided it best not to correct her mistake, and let her go on thinking that we are fine upstanding Catholics; after all she did have Rocío's present. I can just see her going up to some unsuspecting guy in church on Sunday and saying, "I finally met your wife and I gave her back the bag you lost". I would love to be a fly on the wall and see the perplexed look on the poor guy's face. Anyway, I recovered the bag, and all's well that ends well.

As I was leaving the club, another woman said, "I thought you didn't live here anymore since I haven't seen you around for such a long time. You live over in the university housing, and have three girls, right?" I swear I have never seen her in my life, and yet she knows all about me. This town is just too small.

Now for something totally off-topic. If you want to have a good laugh, go to DoubleYou and leave a message, which will show up on the message board in their office in Spain.

17 comments:

  1. Rocio looks so sweet in that dress and her hair looks great.You did a good job! Theresa you look terrific in that dress! I also liked the dresses of Carmen and Vio very much. I didn't realize that Santi was there also. How nice that he came. Too bad there is only one picture of Jesus,but from what we can see of him he looks very nice. So did he wear a tie then? Thanks for putting up the pictures so quick. I loved to see them.

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  2. your story is a good one for Humor-blog I think. Hopefully you don't have too many readers in that small town?

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  3. Hi Mem. You caught my post as soon as I posted. Santi came on Friday and left Sunday morning, quite a trip all the way from Cáceres. Jesús finally wore a suit and tie. There was a professional photographer for the church, and he also took some of us after the ceremony, but we don't have those yet. At least Jesús is in some of those. I don't think Mª Jesús will be reading this blog, so hopfully I have nothing to worry about; but then again, you never know.

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  4. First, before I read your post let me just say you all look gorgeous!!! Okay off to read now~

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  5. Hey, your town is like Iceland. Here you can´t say anythign about nayone, ´cause without fail, you´d be talking to his cousin :)

    I am glad it worked out this well and you all look just smashing!

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  6. Congratulations! I am cracking up at the little mix-up with the church lady.

    Your family looks ready for a photo shoot! And Happy Birthday to your daughter below! It's been a festive time for you. Time to relax.

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  7. I loved seeing all of the photos. That cake looks so delicious! I also like the little flowers in Rocio's hair (and her purple glasses are cool too, though I am sure that is just usual.)

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  8. ZOA: Thanks, now read away.

    Minka: Yeah, you've got to be careful what you say here, I hope no one from around here is reading my blog ;)

    G: Thanks, we cracked up about the whole thing too. I just feel sorry for the poor guy she thinks is my husband, because on Sunday he's sure to get the third degree.

    Michelle: The cake was delicious, but we were so full we could hardly eat it. The glasses are her usual ones, she picked them out herself.

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  9. Rocío's looks so beautiful in that photo! Glad you had terrific weather and a great restaurant.

    Lulu (my cat) wants to thank you for visiting her last week. She also sends purrs and nuzzles to Cleopatra!

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  10. I grew up in a small town. The phrase I most hated to hear was, "Hey, aren't you MW's grand-daughter?"

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  11. Wow, that is a small town. Occasionally I have experiences like that where I live -- it's a small farming town with a large Dutch immigrant population, and everybody seems to know each other. Makes it hard for an antisocial person like me to remain unnoticed.

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  12. Dan: Thanks, I'll tell Rocío you said so. Cleopatra sends purrs and nuzzles to Lulu too, and she's seriously thinking of sending the young whipper snapper over.

    Quilly: As long as that's the worse thing they say, it's not too bad.

    Diesel: It would be hard for you to go unnoticed anywhere. Look, right here on the Web (what's the population of Internet these days?) you are a blogstar.

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  13. You look great! And so does everyone else. Glad it was "perfect"!

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  14. life in a small town? i always thought Pamplona was a big place. i better go do my homework...

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  15. kfk: Thanks! :)

    Minijonb: Pamplona is fairly large, with around 200,000 inhabitants. But we live in a small town just outside the city; last time I checked there were around 3,300 people living here. This is comparable to the number of students that used to go to my old high school. :)

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  16. lovely. and charming. and, okay... funny. but mostly, just plain lovely. (really) : ) xox

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  17. Thanks, it really was lovely, but we did have a good laugh over the lost bag adventure.

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