Desert Diva

Sunday should always be a “day of peace” in my opinion – a “do what you want to do” day.  I started out well.  I got myself up and going and attended church at St. James.  Yes, I’m still an Episcopalian (or as some say “Catholic Light”).  I actually listened to the sermon (and extracted that point that it’s OK to get angry, but not to harbor anger) and was helpful to a woman who sat next to me and couldn’t find her way through the Book of Common Prayer.   I’m glad I made the effort – and I hope God was too…

Afterward, I thought I’d mosey on to El Paso – a little shopping, lunch, and a trip to the health food store.  First stop  – Marshalls where I found a very cute pair of black Born sandals AND a pair of red Timberland Mary Jane “kicks” for a combined price of $40.00.  My “happy meter” was on and running! 

However, I broke the cardinal rule of shopping in El Paso and decided to go to the Cielo Vista Mall.  Not only is Sunday the day that many people from El Paso and Las Cruces go shopping, it’s also the day that a zillion people from Ciudad Juárez cross the border to shop.  I’d say almost 1/3 of the cars in the mall lot had Chihuahua license plates.

I’m driving around the packed parking lot, trying to find a place to park.  I find a person who is leaving and turn on my turn signal and wait.  At that moment a woman in a SUV BACKS UP about 50 feet and says that it’s her spot.  She blocks the exiting car and almost hits mine in the process.  I couldn’t back up since there were cars in back of me.  Security came over and while they didn’t make the woman move, they told me they saw the whole thing and asked if I was OK, said the woman was wrong, etc…  If there are not “traffic rules” for spaces in a parking lot, at least there should be some sort of “ettiquette.”  I will not comment on the license plate on her SUV indicating the country of her citizenship.  Strangely enough, the whole ordeal only mildly annoyed me…

After finding a spot, I went inside the mall to Starbucks where I was jonesing for a Vivanno smoothie.  The barista said, “Sorry, but we just used the last banana and can’t make you one.”  THEN, J.C. Penny didn’t have any more of the 400 thread count sheets I had bought in Las Cruces.  I bought two sets and wanted to trade the icky light green ones for something more – well, suitable.

I left the mall, got my Vivanno smoothie at another Starbucks, and went to the health food store (I like to buy organic produce).  Traveled home, watched the DVD of “Shine,” and called it a day.

So, how was YOUR Sunday?

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