Dear Blog,

I feel like I haven't written to you in so long! I was supposed to get cable and internet on Tuesday, but Cablevision (Mexico's version of Comcast) didn't show up. I can totally relate to Gretchen and Elena's struggle with Comcast. So, Juan called them Tuesday night and we got another appointment for Thursday. On Thursday, I rushed home from work to be there and--you guessed it--THEY NEVER SHOWED UP! Juan called them again and complained, so someone is supposed to come on Tuesday. I feel like I am living that episode of Seinfeld where Kramer keeps waiting for the cable guy, and then when the guy finally shows up (many days later), Kramer climbs out through the window to make the cable guy wait. If--and that's a big "if"--they come on Tuesday, maybe I will sneak out and give them a taste of their own medicine.

Anyway, the Olympics were great! My feelings about the games:

• I was relieved to learn that Nastia Liukin's coach is her father, so I feel a little better about it, although I still think all the kissing and patting on the butt was a bit much.
• Michael Phelps' seventh gold was unbelievable. Juan and I watched in amazement. TV Azteca kept showing it in slow motion. The Mexicans love Phelps down here--I think they are as excited as we are that he got eight golds.
• What happened to the American relay teams on the track? Did someone grease the batons or something? That was painful to watch.
• I really like the Russian girl that won the pole vault and broke the World record.
• When did the Jamaicans get to be so good in track and field?
• Mexico got a total of three medals. They got two gold medals in Taekwando. Who would've thought Mexicans would be so good at martial arts? Viva Mexico!

At work, the kids started last week. I have my own little classroom that I bring them to for English. I have about 5 or 6 English-speaking children and the rest are Mexican. The kids only attend school from 9 a.m. to 1 p.m., so it is a really short day compared to what I am used to. We worked on colors and greetings in English. I like my job so far.

Monty is the cutest guy ever--I love him. He is just like a child. I love him, but he drives me crazy sometimes. Our vet told us not to walk him on the streets until he has finished his vaccines, so he goes to the bathroom on diaper pads on our balcony. He only drives me crazy when he steps in his poop and tracks it in the house. He is so soft and cuddly, though.

Hopefully, Blog, I will write to you on Tuesday. Keep your fingers crossed.

Much love,

Jenny en la ciudad