This Evening

I came home to three Mexicans in my bathroom. Betcha never had that happen to you! Apparently my AC is broken, and if you're ever asked, it takes 3 to fix it. Here's the breakdown: One to do the work and two to keep him company.
While they worked and chatted in rhythmic spanish, I enjoyed a most delicious bowl of Vietnamese soup. It was a virtual melting pot in my little home. When I first came home and saw three of them in the little bathroom, talking and laughing, I thought I was funny when I asked them if they were having a fiesta in my bano. They didn't laugh as much as me, but maybe's it's because they didn't understand me. Or maybe I said siesta not fiesta...
Later while I was eating my most delicious soup, Jay called. I jumped up from the table and said, "I'll get it" and laughed quite heartily at myself. Again, they didn't laugh. Oh hum, at least I'm being entertained.