Musings: I love the Spanish accent in the morning

Someday I may wake up to hear the Spanish-tinged words in English: "D'ju wan' ekks weet yuour cafey?" ("Do you want eggs with your coffee?")

I have always loved a well-turned Spanish accent.

Introducing myself to a co-worker this year who gave her name as "Beeky" (Vicky).

Remembering Bro. James Saiz de la Mora starting language lab class in high school with "Tes-een, tes-een, one-too-tree!" ("Testing, testing, one-two-three!") and inevitably later "Deyo! You domby!" ("Deyo! You dummy!")

Savoring the lyrical, arginine accents of GM and SB, past co-workers at Mexico Energy Intelligence.

Even remembering the delightful confusion caused when I asked MEI's EA several times "Is the website back up?" and he said "Yez, ees beck op" (though it was still down); I finally deduced that he meant "The website is backed up."

Conversations in Mexico City elevators, a bus trip in Acapulco, a chaperoned date in Mexico City, a distributorship negotiation in South St. Paul, conference and escort interpreting in Minneapolis and St. Paul, a technology consultation in Medellin, dating FB and ML and just living and doing business in Houston. These are all wonderful auditory memories of the richness that I find in Spanish.