Another great day

Yesterday was another eventful day. Seems like most are down here for us.
First, we were visited by a neighbor DaLeigh, an American who lives here year around. She was walking a dog that we had not seen before. DaLeigh asked if we could do her a favor. Seems that she was dog-sitting a rescue dog named DeeDee. DeeDee and her dog, Max, were not getting along. So she asked us to watch DeeDee for a few hours. DeeDee is a Sharpei who was used as a puppy mill momma until she was rescued. DeeDee looks pretty intimidating, but is a shy sweetie who is pretty well behaved. She seems to bark at appropriate times for a guard dog. She barks at garbage and water trucks and stares at people walking by. However, she dissolves into a tail wagging puppy if someone stops to talk to her. Her only flaws are that she occasionally jumps up on people and she slobbers when she nuzzles you. It bothers Peggy, but I’m used to that trait- the slobbering, that is. I’ve spent a lot of years with Peggy while she sleeps in the car! Anyway, DeeDee has become a fixture for at least a few days here.
Secondly, our friend Rigo, the wrought iron man, came over to install our house plaque. Folks down here name their house. Ours was named by a previous owner. It’s known as Casa Bella (beautiful house). Houses around us include Casa Calypso, Casa Corona (that’s right, it’s named after the beer!), and Casa Patricia. Many locals have plaques on their gates or sides of houses to identify the house or the family who lives there. We had a ceramic plaque made in the US and thought that we could cement it to our arch, but we found that wouldn’t work. So, Ed visited Rigo and had him make one. So, the house is now officially named.
And lastly, we heard about a free jazz concert that was being held on the beach at Playa del Carmen for 4 nights. So, last night, we took the 6:00 PM ferry over to Playa and listened to Iraida Noriega, a Mexican jazz singer, Earl Klug, and just a bit of David Sanborn, as we had to catch the last ferry back to Cozumel at 11 PM. The concert was well attended, probably several thousand people. We put down our blanket on the sand and enjoyed the music and the stars. Earl Klug was just great, as we’re sure Sanborn was. On the ferry back home, we talked with the vibraphone player in Noriega’s band. Ed recognized him and he sat right behind us. He was travelling to Cozumel to see a friend and spend the night. He had to take the early morning ferry back to Playa, as the band had to leave for another gig in Mexico City. Nice young man. Pleasant to talk with on the 40 minute journey. Gave him our email and he said he’d send us some music.
Peg’s off to her killer yoga class this morning. It’s actually beginner’s class, but it’s killer to Peggy! And, Ed needs to finish his coffee, water plants, listen to some jazz and pet DeeDee! Hola to you all.