The first post

Two days in Puerto Rico, and I'm baking already! I've started this blog (obviously you know this, or you wouldn't be here - duh.) about the life and times of me (again- duh.) while I embark on this newest adventure of living and working in a country that is not my homeland...and yet strangely is.
Puerto Rico is, as the Golden Girls would put it, an odd duck. It's an odd duck in that it's under US control...and therefore is not technically a foreign country...but I think many would agree that PR is decidedly different than the rest of the US. This place has a je ne sais quoi that resonates everywhere you go. It's one of the reasons I was drawn here...among many others, as we all know.

Well. I am discovering many things about living in the Caribbean that are definitely not the same as living in the Midwest. Today's lesson, courtesy of la Ursula (sidenote: I'm choosing not to use real names on the blog itself, but if you want to know who the people I'm discussing are, just email me and I'll probably tell you...if I know you, that is.), was about cleaning the bathroom. It seems that there is a special kind of "dirt" that grows here, and me being an asthmatic little allergic pretzel and her knowing this, she informed me that the only thing that will kill said special dirt is a combo of Clorox and Ajax. Let me tell you, that bathroom smells like a dream and I have never seen a cleaner tub. True story.
The second thing I am discovering is that in order to combat the dust that lives in the air here, I have to sweep ALL THE TIME. OK, in all fairness, this is not a discovery. I have known this for quite some time now, having visited here several times prior to moving. I guess it didn't dawn on me somehow, though. Whatever. I can be Martha Stewart on my off days.

I forgot to pack about a million things, but I did manage to remember to pack a suit that wouldn't wrinkle on the ride down here so that on my first visit to the office I wouldn't look like a total dolt...and I didn't. That visit was today, and I'm pleased to say that I like it! The people are very nice, and they're ready for me! There's not really much for me to say yet, just thought I'd throw that little tidbit out there.

Now, for the technical specs. This blog is about me, my life, my times, my adventures...ME. Let's try to refrain from yelling at me too much on my own blog. Also, let's keep the biting comments to other commenters to ourselves. Save it for the personal email, kids. Biting comments, sarcasm and dry, witty humor director towards yours truly, however, are welcome...as per the usual. Let's all try to have a little fun and get along, mmmk?

A final note...even though we all know my final notes are never final. At times, I'm sure, there will be things that appear here in Spanish. This is only natural, seeing as I now reside in a country that is primarily composed of Spanish speakers, present company included. If I see one comment along the lines of "No comprendo", "We're in 'Merica" and "Speak English, dammit," I will not only delete said comment poste haste, but also proceed to publicly humiliate you, and more than likely privately tell you what I think of you, too. I mean it. This area is not negotiable. I will be more than happy to tell you what I'm saying if you don't understand.

If you're still reading, congratulations for having made it this far. I'm off to crack open a Medalla and watch an episode of Weeds on the ol' iPod. Buenas noches.