What to do? Who to call? Where to email? Ok, so we admit it. Knowing who does what here at the “Guadalajara Reporter” has become a little hazy.

It’s that waiting time of year again. While we once waited for Christmas, for birthdays, for the end of school, or even for the beginning of a new term of school, these days lakesiders are waiting, scanning the sky for rain clouds, and desperately begging for a cool breeze.

My mother always said, “If you are going to do something, do it up right.”

It’s Mother’s Day weekend. By now you’ve noted all the temporary stalls, tents and shops filled with flowers and other fussy gifts for the Mexican mothers on their day, Saturday, May 10. The tenth of May is always Mother’s Day in Mexico.

Did you hear that? I don’t hear anything more than the songbirds trilling their heart-felt spring songs and I’m just a couple of blocks from the Wednesday tianguis (street market). There’s been a new, odd quiet in the streets of town all week.

Well one thing is certain. Assuming that we all survive these last few days of the two weeks of Easter vacations and the accompanying heavy traffic, we will have enough stories about creative drivers to last the entire summer round of lunches, dinners and cocktail parties.