Hectic Life

How far behind on life am I? Well, that is the last episode of General Hospital that I watched. Um, that's over 3 months ago! People, this was a show that I never missed! Ever! OK, I would catch up on a week's worth of episodes, once a week. Yes, I'd watch all 5 episodes in one day.

But as you can see, it's been a while. I've been so busy! And I haven't even been on schedule at the hospital since July! If I'm this behind in life now, what's going to happen between now and Christmas?

And my family wonders why I'm still single. What man wants to compete with my hectic school and work schedule? ♥Besitos

New Winter Scarf?

This is today's free pattern at Free Crochet. I really like it. And although it's still really hot here, I want to make this scarf. For one, I really love scarves! And two, I just love bundling up in Fall and Winter. I'm thinking it would look nice in a deep red color. Or maybe a light blue. ♥Besitos

Made Me Laugh!

For all sorts of reasons, this video makes me laugh. My best friend was looking up something on YouTube yesterday. And she got this. Low and behold, my guerita best friend watched it! Personally, I think that she is missing home a lot...

Anyway, this just makes me laugh. I know some of the guys in this group. How did she just find this video? I dance somewhat like this when I perform. Albeit, we don't "try" so hard. And we have learned more complicated steps. But that's what we do. By the way, Albert is the better dancer in this video. Do you think they could use a 3rd dancer? :)

But this video just made me smile. It reminded me of home. It reminded me of Mariachi, dancing, and performing. Things that I really miss. I feel like my life is missing a lot at the moment. But mostly, I'm missing all the "Cultura."

I guess what I'm getting at is, that I want to get back involved, full time, in Mariachi again. Or maybe take the leap, and start Ballet Folklorico. Either way, I need to find some live Mariachis to watch. And soon! ♥Besitos

More Dreams

Yesterday, I woke up a little uneasy. Maybe it was the stress of the Baby Shower. Or that I'm surprising my best friend with 2 things today. I don't know. But I had some wild dreams!

My first dream was about D. I had bought my grandparents house in the mountains. And I was living there. I had completely cleaned everything out. And I was doing some major work to the house. Transforming rooms into other things. It was a little nuts to be honest. The yard was all grass. No animals. And lots and lots of flowers.

And I walked out of the house and into the front part of their yard. I had on some jeans, a t-shirt, some old shoes, an apron, and a hanky wrapped around my head. I looked like a little housewife. Covered in dust and what not.

D came out from my grandparents' neighbors' house. Apparently, he had bought the place. And now, we were neighbors. Totally wild! But we decided to head into "town" for a bite to eat. Apparently, the community had a "town" now. With little shops, a restaurant, and a Post Office. So weird! My parents' Car Club was at the restaurant. Having their monthly breakfast.

Sometime between D and I leaving for the restaurant, and us getting there, we became a couple. Crazy! And everyone knew us. Knew that we were together. My Dad actually liked him. It was insanity! I woke up as the 2 of us were walking down the dirt road, back to our homes. Holding hands...

My 2nd dream, well it wasn't much better. It was like I woke up. Rolled over. And went back to sleep. My dream, it had me getting married! I was planning the wedding. The "groom-to-be," I never saw his face. Not once! We shopped, booked various things, planned our wedding.

Heck, we bought a house! It was so wild. But so "life-like." It just made me wonder. What the heck is going on. My dream ended with me and this man getting married. I can still see all the details of our wedding and reception so vividly!

It was nuts. But this morning, I had a totally crazy dream. I was marrying a friend. We'll call him TM. He was once a music teacher of mine. And we became fast friends. After I left the music stuff behind at school, we became even better friends. Isn't that weird how that works? In real life, TM and I are really good friends.

But in this dream, he was still a professor. And I was still a student. A mutual friend, in real life she was one of my best friends, we'll call her LG. Well, LG found out that TM and I were dating. LG and I were students. TM was a professor. And just like in real life, LG was "head over heels" for TM. It didn't leave me in a very good place.

I was studying something different. Something to do with cooking. So it was OK to date TM. We weren't breaking any rules or anything. But one day, LG found TM and I kissing. She blew up and starting screaming at us. Then TM asked what her problem was. Because he loved me. Yes, those were the words he used. He turned around. And I became visible. I had a big wedding ring on. And was visibly pregnant!

What in the world? She ran to the President's office. Which was across campus. And our President said there was nothing wrong with TM and I being married. I was in a different field. He wasn't a professor of mine. LG was very angry. She was yelling at everyone. Couldn't believe I had done this. Then I woke up.

It's crazy! My dreams are becoming more and more vivid. With people I know. Mimicking aspects of my real life. It's a little scary. LG and I are no longer friends. In large part because of TM. But that was a very difficult situation. One that I might blog about down the line. For now, I need to get up and get ready. Hopefully, these wild dreams will end soon. Because I'm really not getting any rest when I sleep. ♥Besitos

Never Forget

September 11, 2001 was one the darkest days in our Nation's history. What a sad and truly horrible day. I was a freshman in college. Just starting out on my own. I had lived on my own for less than 2 months.

That was the day that changed our lives forever. It changed our sense of security. Of trust. Of life. But it's a day that we can never forget. What an important day that was. There were so many heroes, people that gave their lives to help others. And so many innocent lives that were lost.

This image, is forever ingrained in my mind. Along with watching the Twin Towers collapse. That's how my life as an adult began, with this tragic day.

But on this day, 9 years later, I celebrate the lives that were lots. They're what's important. So many lives were changed because of this day. But we'll never forget those who lost their lives.

I have some footage on VHS. And I was slightly tempted to bring it with me. Just to watch and remember. But today, I'm not going to be sad. I'm going to work hard at celebrating so many beautiful lives. And I'm going to live my days to the fullest. Because so many people never got the chance. ♥Besitos

Quick Easy Updo Hairstyle

Today is my best friend's Baby Shower. There is still so much to do! I'm glad that I'm co-hosting it with lots of friends! But, I need to get ready. And since D bought us all a new dress, that's one less thing I have to worry about. Now, my biggest worry is my hair...

Um, the east coast isn't so kind to hair like mine. It's a wreck! I'm not sure what I can do to tame it. And instead of trying to tame it, I'm thinking I'll go "all natural." But I don't want to scare anyone. So I'm going to try this hairstyle when my hair dries. It looks nice. ♥Besitos

Surprising My Best Friend

It's like 6:30AM here. I'm on the east coast. And I'm lucky to have gotten 2 hours of sleep. We got here in the middle of the night. And immediately, I went to work on the nursery surprise for my best friend.

It's been crazy! But I'm OK, I actually just landed. You see, my friend is the one that got me here. I couldn't afford to come. But he knew how special it would be for my best friend. Oh, and he's my boss. We'll call him D. So D flew out to get me yesterday. And we're going to be my best friend's baby's Godparents. Did you get that? My best friend wasn't expecting me until later today. But this morning, I was put on a helicopter to come and surprise her. Right now, I'm in a car, on my way to pick her up! She thinks I'm still back home, trying to catch a flight. :)

H, my best friend, has a doctor's appointment today. And I get to be there. I'm so excited! I can't wait to see what her little girl looks like. Heck, I can't wait to see my best friend! Oh, and her Baby Shower is tomorrow!

So the surprises that we have planned...a nursery at D's house. And a surprise Baby Shower on Sunday. Yes, a 2nd shower for all of her friends that have to work tomorrow. It's a long story. But there are going to be 2 showers!

I probably should get going. I'm sure we're almost there. And all I want to do, is enjoy this time with my friend. She is amazing. She has been through so much! And well, H just needs a little "Girl Time." I know that the last few months haven't been to easy on her. So I'm off to help her enjoy her weekend. :) ♥Besitos

Ballet Folklorico

For years and years, I wanted to be in Ballet Folklorico. My parents would never put me in it. I'm talking, I was like 3 years old, and I wanted to dance. They thought I was too shy.

I also wanted to play the violin. Another thing they wouldn't let me do. But when I was going to start 6th grade, my uncle helped me get into orchestra. That was when my love of performing started.

But I've never forgot about dancing. I wanted to do it. I cheered and danced in high school. I began dancing and sing when I moved out at 18. And well, I even found a way to incorporate come of that into my Mariachi performing. :)

But Mariachi stuff is getting harder and harder to come by. I usually only perform for big holidays and big concerts. I'm not in a local Mariachi. Mostly because my schedule. I can't lie, back home, I couldn't get into a group if my life depended on it. It really sucks! But I do fill in whenever they need me. I take whatever gig I can get.

Ballet Folklorico keeps grabbing my attention. It's still part of my culture, just like Mariachi. But where would I go for classes? I'm still not too connected in this town. But this is something that I'd enjoy doing. I mean, just watch these videos. You can't tell me that it doesn't look fun.



Do you see that? Well, I do some of that dancing already in Mariachi. I learned from some dancers years ago! And in the group I was once in, back home, me and a friend would dance like this. Puro Jarocho!



This is just a beautiful dance. Just look at the way they dance. How can you not fall in love with Ballet Folklorico.



This is one of the beautiful and fun dances that I just love. Another one that I learned with a friend. :)



And who doesn't like a good Polka? I mean come on! I was born dancing these no lie! My grandma had me dancing polkas when I learned how to walk. I still love to dance them.



This just makes me smile. Come on! you have to admit it. What I would give to dance a Polka right now!



One of my favorite songs to play. And just love to watch the dancers dance to this song! It's just beautiful.



La Bruja is another one of my favorite songs. I don't know why. It just is. And this dance, absolutely beautiful!

I'm telling you, I really want to start learning Ballet Folklorico. And I don't mean how my friend and I learned. It was backstage before a show. I want to really study this type of dance. Maybe I'll do it at the Mariachi Conference this year. Or maybe I'll actually find a studio to start studying at. ♥Besitos

Let's Talk About...

Last week, I touched on the subject of sex. It was brief. But it was there. And it got me thinking...

When I was growing up, my parents never talked to me about sex. Never. They never told me that it was good or bad. Never said that I should stay away from it. We never had "The Talk." My Mom didn't really say much to me when I started my period. In fact, I probably waited about 18 months before even telling her.

But we did have a lot of sex education in school. I was in 1st grade, 6 years old, when I had my first sex education class. The girls and boys were split up. We left there knowing that boys had testicles and a penis. They knew we had a vagina and one day would have breasts. We saw horrible 50-70s sex ed materials. I honestly thought I had fallen into a time warp. But we learned.

By the time we were in 5th grade, and about 11 years old, sex ed was held in the gym. All of us together. We had been shown horrible 1950s sex ed material. Saw what 80 year old men and women looked like naked. They were drawn pictures. But still, it was horrible! All of our questions were answered. We saw real life pictures of what our bodies would look like from the time we were babies until we were 90. The pictures of that old man, they still haunt me!

But we knew things. Like what sex really was. That we could get AIDS from unprotected sex. We knew what condoms were. And why they were used. Our teachers answered every single question we had. Including the very pregnant 5th grade teacher. I can't remember her name. But they answered everything. Including how the very petite teacher could have sex with her very tall husband.

Then we went to middle school. Another year of sex ed. The boys had to learn about us girls. And our periods, cramps, pads, tampons, and our hormones. We learned that boys woke up with "hard ons" and that they quite liked to "play with themselves." It was a very open class.

In high school, we had 1 more year of sex ed. It was all about pregnancy and diseases. We saw real life pictures of infected vaginas and penises. We watched birthing videos. We talked about it all. About the kids in our school that were expecting babies. The ones that were "doing it" in the baseball dug outs, and under the bleachers. We talked about the pleasure that came from sex. And the consequences. we learned about it all. We even had a teacher that had an entire drawer full of condoms. They were free for the taking. No questions asked.

I never talked to my parents about it. But I did talk to both of my grandmas. I also talked to family friends. Oh, and my older friends. Most of which were male. It was nice to get their take on the subject. Their views on sex and women. It was just nice to talk to a guy and not be embarrassed. Thank goodness for older, wiser friends. :)

My best friend and I, well we talked to each other about it all! I still remember for her 8th or 9th birthday. I went to her house. Like normal, for a birthday sleepover. We'd spend the entire weekend at each other's house for our birthdays. And the minute I got into her room, she closed the door. She pulled down her pants and her underwear and asked if I had any of this...pointing to her pubic hair. I laughed and told her mine was darker. Um, she is a blond, and I'm a brunette. We also sat and talked about our growing new friends...our new breasts. Does "We must, we must, we must increase out bust" come to mind? :)

We had the period talk that weekend too. Her grandma actually supplied us with enough pads and tampons to last us each 18 months. That's the reason I didn't tell my parents when I got my period. Her grandma, she was the only one that ever really talked to us. You know, outside of school. She told us about everything. Yes, we were young. But somebody had to talk to us.

But we learned. I also grew up in the 80s. A time when sex was all over TV. I watched 90201 and Melrose Place. I was 7 years old. My parents didn't seem to mind. And anytime you put on MTV, there was some special about AIDS. I learned how to put on a condom on a banana. I was probably 7 or 8. And I was watching TV.

There were so many "After School Specials" on network TV, that it wasn't funny! They wanted us to know about sex, AIDS, and condoms. And our generation learned. It was everywhere we looked. And at some point, you had to learn something, from all the information that was flooding our lives.

That's what happened during my generation. TV taught us a lot. School taught us a lot. We weren't afraid to talk about sex. We talked about it. My niece, she's 7 years younger than me. She never had a day of sex ed from K-12th grade. This year, she's a senior. And she honestly doesn't know much about the consequences of sex. Heck, not much about sex in general.

Much was changed since I was in school. Since I first started school. Parents were upset because we were taught so much. But I don't see it as a bad thing. We were well informed. These days, honestly what are the kids being taught? Do they really know about all the STDs and what being a parent is all about? ♥Besitos

Oh My!

I want to go to this event. It's Thursday. The last time I went, I was little. Probably 4 or 5 years old. But there is something that is drawing me to it. Hmm, with my classes, I might be able to make it. Let's see what happens... ♥Besitos

Weekend Wrap Up

So this weekend, my parents came to visit me. Obviously, it was a holiday weekend. And they had 3 days off. Um, they haven't been here since Christmas. So it was a nice visit. :)

They came late Friday night. Nothing too major happened. My Mom and I stood up talking. My Dad was in bed by 11PM. But Saturday, we had a full and fun day. It started with my Mom making the best breakfast ever! OK, so before going to bed, my Dad put a pot of beans on. Saturday morning, they were perfect! OMG! My Mom also made fresh tortillas, yummy chili, papitas, huevos, and bacon. It was so yummy!

After breakfast, we headed to the Farmers' Market. My Dad sat and listened to the music. My Mom and I did some shopping. We bought some yummy fruit and veggies. I really like buying food that's fresh like this. We also bought some fresh bread. Oh, and some cookies to snack on while we were there. Those were my Dad's favorites. :)

I also managed to do a little shopping for my Goddaughter. Yup, I bought Sarita some presents. Her birthday is next month. A book, some Muertos, and a hat. My Mom and I also picked up a few barrette's and hair ties for ourselves. It was such a relaxing morning. So much to see and do.

Later that day, we went to eat at the new Chinese place in town. OMG! They gave us so much food. I was lucky to eat 1/3 of it! But honestly, we were just trying to get out of all the heat. We also made our way to Hobby Lobby. Of course, my Mom and I spent almost 2 hours in there. We bought all sorts of things. I needed some supplies to finish up some projects. And my Mom bought some fabric. And a bunch of beads. We then went home and relaxed for the rest of the evening.

Sunday we went to church. And of course, my Dad had to go to VI for breakfast. Makes me laugh. But he really enjoys the place. Then we headed back to my house. To work on some projects. It took us a while, but we fixed my gate. And did a little weed pulling. My Mom worked on the leak in the roof. And well, we just got some projects done.

While my Dad took a nap, my Mom and I decided that we wanted to have a BBQ. So I pulled out some meat and we wrote up a list. Wally World wasn't too bad. We were in and out, in about 20 minutes. And then, I was grilling. We had hamburgers, hot dogs, chili beans (homemade!), grilled veggies, calabacitas, and papitas. A lot of food, huh? I know! I had a burger, and lots of veggies. Not too bad.

We also had dessert. Ice cream and chocolate chip cookies! :) It was so yummy. And relaxing. We sat out in my yard. Under the shade. And just enjoyed the evening. My Mom and I watered all the flowers and plants. And just relaxed.

Monday morning, well it proved a little difficult. My parents wanted to eat out. But everything was closed. All of my favorite little places. Finally we found a place open...Los Compas. It was so yummy! But it did take over an hour, to find a place to eat. After breakfast, we headed to Home Depot. Who doesn't like that place?

My Dad was looking for some fence things. Oh and a new kitchen drain thing. My Mom and I were looking at all the plants. We ended up buying 2 bushes and 2 pots of flowers. My Mom and I split them when we got back to my house. I ended up with 3 separate plants of one kind, and 2 of the other. My Mom got one of each. And we each got 3 separate flowers from one pot!

We had such a nice weekend. Just hanging out. Doing a little bit of shopping. And well, just enjoying each other's company. It was nice to have them back here. And I thoroughly enjoyed myself. I didn't need to go shopping. But it was a nice thing to do. Just to hangout with my Mom. And I really enjoyed working with my Dad. Hopefully, they won't take another 8 months to come and visit again! ♥Besitos

Autumn Leaves Makeup Tutorial

I'm really loving this makeup! No lie. I think this would be a great look to try. And who knows, it might become my "go-to makeup" for the next few weeks. I just get inspired by Carah. We have similar coloring. So when something looks nice on her, I like to try it out. What do you think of this look? ♥Besitos

Mother Of The Bride Shawl

Do you see this shawl? I kind of really like it. I'm thinking of making it for my best friend. I know it was designed for the "Mother of the Bride." But I'm thinking it would be a nice gift for a certain expecting mommy...my best friend. What do you think?

Um, I have less than a week before I head east, to visit her. My best friend's baby shower is the 11th. And after talking to her recently, she needs a "pick me up." Yes, I'm pretty sure she'd like a few presents for herself. I've been shopping too!

I better get working though. It doesn't look like a tough pattern. I just need to get busy. It's a good thing I picked up some beautiful yarn today. ♥Besitos

New Shoes

I'm going to sing at a friend's wedding. It's in Las Vegas. And we're leaving September 17th...early in the morning. We are supposed to dress a little "flashy." You know, it's a Vegas wedding. Um, I don't know what to wear. But I'm pretty sure, I have the perfect little black dress. It's pretty plain. A strapless number that hits a little above my knee.

So it's not too crazy. It's actually pretty elegant. But I wanted to dress it up. Because my friend, whom I'm singing with, is stepping up his game. I'm thinking nice jewelry and some fun shoes will make the outfit. I've got the jewelry. And I just found the shoes!

Yes, these shoes are on sale! I went to my local Target, and I got them for $8!!! Yes, you read that right. A total score. And they are really cute and comfy shoes. I'm in love! ♥Besitos

Love this Makeup!

I happen to really like Trina's makeup. Especially her eye makeup. It always looks amazing! Not overly done. Or cheap looking. Just classy and well put together. And she doesn't use terribly expensive makeup. Or makeup brushes. But this is love! Seriously it is.

And it's so easy. I love that! Cheap, cheerful, and easy. What more can you ask for? It's just beautiful! OK so maybe half of the look has to do with her eye color. But for this brown eyed babe, I think I can also make this work for me too. :) ♥Besitos

Huh?

I have this friend from high school. She was a devote Christian. And was always into the Lord. And doing what was right. I was raised a Roman Catholic. And we shared lots of the same values. And I respected the differences between our beliefs and religions. I figured, what works for you, well, it works for you. What works for me, it works for me. But we're all worthy, no matter what we believe.

At the end of my sophomore year, we went to a friend's house. We were all cheerleaders. And it just felt like it was time to share. Just the 4 of us. We were hanging out. Eating a snack. And I think we were waiting to go to a baseball game or something.

It was like clear your mind and your heart day. My best friend on the team, he told us all about his relationship with his girlfriend. And his OCD. Our other friend, the senior, told us about her relationship with her boyfriend. He was a bit older. And she was just this sweet girl. I don't even remember what I talked about. I was not very good at sharing. And my life wasn't terribly interesting.

But this one friend. She shocked us all! She had had an abortion the year before. She was in a Christian School. And one day, she slept with a much older guy. She specifically said that he was a Mexican construction worker. What that had to do with it, I still don't know. But I remember that. And when she found out that she was pregnant, she asked her mom to take her for an abortion.

That's essentially why her and her sister ended up at our school. Our public school. I guess, she didn't want people to know. But she trusted the 3 of us. I felt bad for her. You could see that it still bothered her. But, I figured, she had done what was best for her.

Fast forward. Maybe 4 years ago, I found her on MySpace. And we started chatting again. She had devoted herself to the church. Had decided to go to TCU. And was doing good. Then, she got pregnant. This time, the guy and her decided to get married. I was excited for her. She seemed to be getting her life in order. And she got married. about 4-6 weeks before their daughter was born.

Now, they have a 6 month old little boy, and a 2 1/2 year old little girl. Her husband is working hard to be a preacher. And they seem so happy.

But I was shocked when I seen her Facebook Status not too long ago. 50% of all pregnancies in the US are unplanned and unwanted. (I knew that. I work for the DOH.) Of those, 4 out of 10 end in abortion. (I also knew that.) But it's the next part that shocked me! She wrote, "Abortion is wrong. It's sinful. Any mother who aborts her innocent child is going to hell. The Lord shall not forgive her. She is like the devil himself. This is unacceptable. How can any person act in such a sinful way. How can anyone give of themselves before marriage."

Um, do you see why I'm angry? She obviously had sex at least twice before marriage. She was pregnant twice, before ever walking down the aisle. She also had an abortion. Yes, she was a young teen. But still, it happened.

And this is what makes me mad. She is judging other people. That's wrong in so many ways! You don't know the circumstances that these women and girls are going through. Or what they're thinking.

My own mom, she told me that when she was pregnant with my older sister, she considered an abortion. My mom was 19. And got married solely because she was pregnant. But she didn't think they could give their baby a good life. So she considered an abortion. So much so, she was sitting in the clinic. At the last moment, she left. And then, after my sister was born, she considered giving her up for adoption. My mom still thinks about this a lot. Because she feels like maybe she could have had a better life. And maybe my sister may have as well.

I also know women who have been rapped. And who have become pregnant. It was hard for them. But they couldn't imagine raising a baby that was created during a rape. Everyone has a different story. A different reason. And no one has the right to judge. What may be right for you, could be horribly wrong for someone else. Put yourself in their shoes.

Going back to the numbers. Essentially 20% of pregnancies in the US end in abortion. Is it right? Or is it wrong? I feel like I can't judge. I've never been in that situation. But I do have young cousins, nieces, and nephews who have children. They shouldn't. But they do. If it were an option for them, would their lives have turned out better? Could they have done better for themselves and future children?

I don't see the HUGE issue in this subject. Because I think each person has the right to make those decisions for themselves. The problem I see is, when 12 year olds are having sex. What's up with that? Or when parents have no clue where their 13 year old is 2AM? Or think it's hilarious that their 15 year old is having sex in their home.

Let me tell you, I'm 27. My Dad would smack the crap out of me, if I took a guy to his house, to "hook up." Or if we were "making out" in front of him. Or "feeling each other up." That's just not acceptable in my house. But that's the way I was raised. To show and have respect.

It just makes me wonder. I mean, no one should be afraid of sex. But there should also be some responsibility that comes along with it. I mean if you are adult enough to make that decision, you have to be adult enough to face the consequences. It's simple. And I still don't feel like we have a right to judge people. Because we were all raised differently. And experienced such different things.

But I do feel like we need to respect ourselves. And our bodies. I'm not saying that 100% of kids are going to leave 9th grade as virgins. That would be ridiculous to expect that. But maybe, it shouldn't be so accepted to see kids having sex at school. Or in the parking lots. Maybe that's when talks of abortion would be more meaningful. And feel less like some grand speech.

I know, I've totally changed the subject here. But it just makes me so mad. That people are ready and set to judge others. They've never walked a day in their shoes. Or experienced life through someone else's eyes. I think we all just need to stop and breathe. Take a look at your own life. Who knows, you're probably judging someone for the same things you've done. ♥Besitos

More Aggressive?

At about 8:30 of this video, Debbie explains that you need to be more aggressive. That women need to be aggressive when looking for men to date. And in relationships. Um, that's not me. And I just don't know what to say...

You see, I'm more of an "Old Fashioned" gal when it comes to dating. I have a feeling, I'm light years behind. In so many ways. For example, my classmates in high school voted me "Most Likely to be Married First." Yes, you read that right. And now, I'm one of the only single people left from my class. How funny is that??? But honestly, before now, I just wasn't ready for all of that.

Anyways, do guys really want an aggressive girl? Would they rather a woman go up to them and ask them out? Or do they feel weird about that? You see, where I live, and where I'm from, it's all about Macho men. Hispanic men...who want to wear the pants. So to speak. So what would happen?

I guess I'm just confused. Maybe I should be more aggressive. Talk to a few of those men who I'm interested in. Ask them out to dinner. Heck, I'd even pay for the date. I'm cool with that. My question is...would guys be OK with that? I'm just not sure...

So what do you think about Debbie's advice? Would you take it? To the single ladies...do you ever make the first move? Or do you feel like you need to be a little "Old Fashion" and let the guy make the moves. I'm just wondering... ♥Besitos

Polkas

I was thinking about this today. My grandma taught me how to dance a polka when I was small. Like 3 or 4 years old. It was her thing. Her dance. Something that at every single party, she and my uncle would dance. The faster, the better. In her book anyway.

Me, I've had 1 good polka partner in my life. Zo, my best friend. He cracks me up! But he is such a good dancer. I think we just grew up around it. Going to fiestas, parties, etc. That's why we were good at it. But other people, wow! It's like they've never danced a day in their lives! They can't figure out the rhythm. Or the steps.

So I have a question. Was it just in my family, that we were taught how to dance as young kids? I mean they didn't teach us step by step. We just learned. Picked it up on our own. You know, it came naturally. Which I think, most Latinos would agree. it just happens.

One day, I was just dancing a cumbia. No one taught me. I just knew. My hips, my feet, every part of me just knew what to do. And now, I dance all the time. To a HUGE variety of music. It was natural. Something that we were taught. But also something that came from inside. I'm yet to meet a Latino that doesn't know how to dance. ♥Besitos

Makes Me Go...Huh?

I woke up this morning before 4AM. Not feeling very well. I'm thinking that this is round 2 of last month. I don't know. I'm still not "a OK." But I'm hopeful. Anyways, I woke up. Cold. But hot. And very thirsty. I found one lonely Juicy Juice box in the fridge. And sat at the kitchen table drinking my juice. I felt like I was 4 years old again...

Then I went to bed...

At almost 7AM, I woke up. In a cold sweat. Really out of it. Not sure what had just happened. Or even where I was. Does that ever happen to you? You feel so out of place. Like your own body is foreign.

I had a weird dream. Like I was going to a High School Reunion of some sort. And all these people that I had gone to school with, they were there. Not just high school. But all the schools I've gone to. Including pre-school...

It was so weird. And I saw an old friend there. We were friends in high school. He was hilarious! And he had this longish hair. We always talked about hair. Because his was gorgeous! Mine was out of control! Anyway, we sat down to talk.

*In real life, he has been dating the same woman since we were sophomores in high school. Another really good friend of mine.*

Anyway, I haven't seen or talked to either of them in years. And that is what makes this such a weird dream.

So the next thing I remember. My cousin was laying in some room. On a bed, all dressed up. With a baby girl. My cousin who I haven't seen, since my uncle died almost 5 years ago. She had just had her little girl. And was now getting married. Weird I know. But it gets more crazy!

I had just married my friend. And after the wedding and the reception, we welcomed our twin daughters into the world. The hospital was across the street. And as we were leaving the reception, I went into labor. Literally, all of this happened within a 2 day span. And we were having some sort of joint baby shower. It was so weird!

My mom had picked out some cute little things for us. All of which, my cousin was trying to steal. And our daughters were adorable! With jet black hair, just like their daddy. :) And of course, pale skin like me. Poor things! But my "new hubby" was doing a great job. For some reason, we had to go to the Post Office across the street. It was like we had to register them, before getting to take them home. So weird.

My new hubby did all of that for us. And I stayed behind feeding these precious little girls. Breastfeeding. I'm assuming because that's what I teach at the DOH. The entire time, my cousin was boiling over. Because her new husband wouldn't help her. In real life, she's pretty demanding too!

So as I got ready, so that my family and I could go home, my hubby was getting our daughters ready. I came out and he had them all dressed and ready to go. In the cutest little dresses with little sun hats. All of our things were already in our car. My mom was so super excited to have twin granddaughters. And my cousin was having a fit and a half!

I go and pick up one of our little girls. And her daddy hadn't put their diapers on them! I just thought it was hilarious. He wasn't sure how to put on the cloth diapers. So my mom showed him how. It was too sweet. And he was so patient. All I can remember though, is seeing his glasses. Those black frames.

Later, we were at our home. I swear, we weren't living anywhere near here. I don't know where we were living. But we had a nice quiet home. Our daughters had an adorable nursery. And my new hubby and I, well we seemed very much in love. And so happy!

*This was such a weird dream. Because my friend, he was one of my best friends in high school. But I never had any type of romantic feelings about him. None! He was just that person that I hung out with. We would moan and groan about stupid homework assignments. We frequently ran in various runs around town. Like the Ryan's Run. We would cram with our Cliff's Notes minutes before an exam. Or find ways to get out of dumb Senate stuff.

This was way out there. I did leave out some details. Because it was just a weird dream. Something totally unexpected. I've noticed that when I'm not feeling very well, all of these odd dreams happen. So weird!

Well, now it has me thinking about my 2 friends. Not romantically or anything like that. I'm just wondering how they're doing. They now live across the country. But I have no way to get in touch with them. I hope they are doing well. But for me, it's now time for me to get to work. ♥Besitos

Princess Slippers

You know, my best friend is having a baby girl soon. Actually, lots of my friends are expecting baby girls. And this pattern, it's just way too cute! I just need to buy some cotton. I really want to make some. How cute are they!!! ♥Besitos

Fun Saturday

I've really had a nice weekend thus far. I had a good show on Friday night. A really good one actually. I just need to find a Mariachi that is from "The City Different." It would make my life a whole lot easier! But because Zo and a few other friends were in town, I was able to pull a group together for the show. :)

Yesterday, it was busy. And crazy! I went home. To my parents home. Only after a morning run in "The City Different." If you were driving around, yes that was me. In the shorts and tank top. Running on one of their main streets, at 5AM! My parents and I went out to breakfast and then, we had to do some quick birthday shopping.

I head out to a friend's house. And we started decorating and cooking. One of the girls that performs with me, she's getting married. And we were throwing her a Lingerie Party. After all the prep work, I headed to the other side of town. For a birthday party. It was for a friend's little girl. She was turning 8. I only stayed for a little while. But it was nice to see my parents there too!

And then, I headed out to meet the girls. We took the bride-to-be for a mani, pedi, massage. We all had our hair blown out. And just had a very girly afternoon. Then off to dinner. I had prepped everything for Tapas. Our favorite! I cooked, and we all talked and laughed. Before long, the place was packed with friends!

We played games, ate, danced, laughed, opened presents, relaxed, and embarrassed the soon-to-be-Mrs. It was such a fun night. With some of my very best friends! I always enjoy spending time with them. And I can't wait until the wedding! I'm sure, the Mr. will appreciate all the loot from the party too! ♥Besitos

Contigo

What a beautiful song! I heard it on the radio this morning. And it just made me smile. Seems very fitting for today. Since I'm hosting a Lingerie Party for a good friend. She is getting married in just about a month.

It kind of makes me wonder about my own future. And if I will ever find someone to share my life with. It's weird. I never thought about this, until the last few months. It's like now, I'm ready in my life. Ready for the next adventure. But I'm a patient person. And when God decides that I'm really ready, well, I'll be here. :)

Hopefully, one day, I'll have an amazing hombrecito to share this song with. And my life with. Until then, I'm going to enjoy the milestones in my friends' lives. Happy Saturday! ♥Besitos

Morning Morning Glory

I'm home for the night. Day. Whatever it turns out to be. It's going to be a busy weekend. I drove from "The City Different" early this morning. And when I walked in the door, my Dad said, "Morning, Morning Glory."

Apparently, he used to tell my Mom that. But since I was little, that's how he has told me "Good Morning." It's cute. And it's our thing. I tell him, "Good Morning Sunshine." When I was little and I didn't want to get out of bed, I've always hated mornings! My Dad would tell me "Morning, Morning Glory." And he would tickle me until he knew I was awake.

It was funny, because my Dad told me, that he better be the only "Sunshine" in my life. I wonder what my Dad is going to do when I bring home "The One." You know that is something that freaks me out. How am I ever going to introduce a man to my father. He will probably scare the poor guy away!

I always tell my parents, when I decide to get married, I'm going to elope. Then they will get to meet their son-in-law. But only after it's official. Because I fear that they would be so upset. At least my Dad would. It's tough being the baby of the family. People just don't get it. But for now, I'm my Daddy's "Morning Glory," and he's my "Sunshine." ♥Besitos

Brazil Butt Lift

A few weeks ago, I seen an infomercial for this exercise system. I'm not going to lie. It intrigued me! I workout a lot! And now that summer is coming to an end, I want to find something to do inside. Running in cold weather, it's tough. And I'm kinda sick of the gym.

In the past, I've used many different exercise videos and programs. This looks like a fun one. Not one that I would get bored easily with. I just might have to buy it. But I really need to stop watching infomercials. I watch them every single time I go visit my parents. ♥Besitos

Green Chili

One of the joys about living where I do...is the fresh roasted green chili. It makes this heat all worth it! Hands down, it's the best. OMG! And it's all I could smell as I ran into the hospital today.

I think I'm going to have to go buy some. More like, I know I'm going to have to go buy a sack or 2. :) Yum! I know I must sound crazy. But nothing beats it.

I enjoy everything about chili season. It doesn't help that the Ranch where I work, they also grow chili. It's all I can think of right now. And the song "Tantita Pena." Which isn't good. Because I need to work. I know that my patients would feel better if I could concentrate on them. But I can't help thinking about a fresh tortilla with some green chili. :) ♥Besitos

Dreams...

First of all, let me tell you something. When I have a little bit of time, and I know that I'm going to be busy, I write a few posts. And I put them on automatic post. You know. Like on a Monday. I might have some downtime. And I might write a few posts on my favorite items. And I schedule them to post on days, when I know that I'm going to be busy. And that's what I did this week. That's why, today you are going to get 2 rather long posts.

Because I picked up my friends' daughters from school. We went out to lunch. And then I took them home. Completely exhausted, I headed home. Where I fell asleep. Into a very deep sleep. For a few hours. With lots of happy dreams. :) This happens to be one of them...

Recently, I've been having lots of "realistic" dreams. Not that I do this things in real life. But that they feel like "real life". And usually, I know the people I'm dreaming about. Until today...

I was completely exhausted when I got home. So I turned on the radio. Put it low. And collapsed on my guest bed. Yes, I was that tired! And off to "Dreamland" I went.

My dream started off with me. In my house, cleaning. One, I cleaned a lot today. So it wasn't too strange. But 2, it wasn't my house. As in the home I live in. Rather, a nicer home. Which in my dream, was mine.

I cleaned and cleaned. Turns out, I was getting ready to move. It seemed sudden and rushed. But I packed. And cleaned. Ugh, there was so much to do. And my parents came to visit with an old friend. I distinctly remember closing lots of curtains, packing up my plants, and loving my old kitchen.

Before I knew it, we ended up at some sort of hunting lodge. With bikers. It was so weird. And we needed to get some stuff. Like food and essential items. But the bikers were going to kill us. So my parents sent me. Very typical. But my Dad got sick. So I was trying to deal with him. And with all these crazies. Thank goodness that my friend showed up when he did. I was seriously staring down a gun.

We managed to get whatever it was that we needed. I still have no clue what it was. But Zo and I, we were ready for some hunting. My parents, they decided to go hangout in my house. Then my old cheerleading coach appeared. And we were in some sort of warehouse. Fighting for our lives. Literally. Stupid bikers found us.

At this point, something woke me up. I turned around. I could hear some music on the radio. And I made a mental note of the song. (Keep on Loving You by Reba.) I really liked it. Go figure! Then I went back to sleep.

This time, I was in my brand new house. With a certain famous driver. Apparently, he had bought it for me. And he still hadn't met my parents. We talked. Got things in my house in some sort of order. You know me. Loves to clean. :)

And then he left. He had to go work. You know, drive. A very fast car. :) And my parents came over. They barely missed one another. But it was a good thing. I was getting ready for some sort of big event. I don't know what it was. But I was getting my hair and makeup done. A beautiful black dress was hanging in front of me too.

Next, I found myself at a high school dance. A fancy one. Much nicer than the ones I went to. And I was supposed to be a chaperon. Who was my date? The famous driver. He looked so amazing in his suit! And we were there. Having a great time. Dancing. Having fun. I'm not sure how much chaperoning we actually did...

I ran into some people I went to school with. More specifically, Tabitha. We went to elementary together. And she always thought she was better than me. She tripped over her feet when she saw my date. A literally said "What does he see in you?" Seriously? Yes...

Then my date scooped me up and gave me one of those breath taking kisses. Totally stolen from some dramatic and romantic movie. But whatever. It was part of my dream. Then we left the dance. Walked out these dramatic glass doors, and down these beautiful steps. Seriously, where were we?

As we walked to the car, we talked with the principal of the school. And some other friends. Oh, and I got to check out my amazing CL shoes. You can totally tell that this was a dream. But those shoes were amazing! They should be at the price that they sell them at!

My dream ended with me and the famous driver at my new house. Gorgeous! It seemed to have grown and gotten more beautiful while we were away. We made love to ____ and I woke up.

What a dream. Who dreams these things? And where do they come from? Someone? Anyone? Ugh! I've been dreaming a lot lately. But mostly about a certain musician. Like the 2 of us are married. Or we're going to have a baby. I'm going to say this is because I seen him recently. In person. But I didn't know what to do. So I walked in the opposite direction. Hoping that he hadn't seen me. Oh, and I've had lots of dreams about my brother killing me.

I know. Very dramatic. Death. Love. Marriage. Pregnancy. What is my mind telling me? Is my entire body screaming at me that my clock is ticking? Because I'm ignoring it. But I would like to have some peace of mind. To get some uninterrupted sleep. Some real rest. Although, these have been some nice little things playing through my head while I sleep. :) ♥Besitos

What Facebook Has Taught Me

I don't use Facebook much. Actually, I hardly ever use it. But last week, I finally signed on. And actually updated my page. Um, ya. I didn't even know that is was connected to my Twitter page. So my friends, followers, whatever you are called on Facebook, have been getting my Twitter updates.

I don't know why I finally signed up for Facebook. Or why it took me months, maybe 6 months, to finally update. But that's life. I didn't want to get sucked into it like I was MySpace. My friends and I were trying to use it to stay connected and updated on gigs. It didn't really work. Because, we weren't consistently checking our pages. Then we all stopped using MySpace.

Now we found twitter. And it works great. Everyone is always on. And we're staying connected. So no one signed up for Facebook. And I don't dedicate much, if any, time to it. But the other day, I was curious...

I signed on. Updated my page. Did a quick search. And that was it. Then, the following day, I needed to find an armonia player in "The City Different." Let me tell you, it was way easier on MySpace. On Facebook, you search. Then you have to become someone's friend. Then send them a message. And pray that they answer you in a somewhat timely manner. Ya, none of that happened.

But I did find some old college friends. I don't know why I didn't try and friend them. And even high school friends. I'm still in shock. You see, 2 of the girls I was closest to as a high school senior, are now married. One of the girls and I were supposed to live together in college. Then she decided she wanted to live in the dorms. And I had a house. Then she went on a stupid peda for 5 years. Every single time I seen her, she was stupid drunk. She even called me one night from across the border. She had gotten lost. And lost her car. It was like 3AM on a Wednesday...

Now she's married. Crazy thing, I seen her mom last Spring. And she didn't say a word. She got married 3 months ago. At the church where my parents go. And the other girl, we were also very close. She is now married with 2 kids! Am I the only one that is single with no kids? I'm in no rush, but seriously!

I think it's just weird. We were all so close at one time. I was supposed to live with one of them. The other was also a close friend. We spent so much time together. Both of these girls, I spent hours a day with. Because we had classes together, were in the same activities, and just liked to hang out. Then one day, we just didn't talk. I'm halfway tempted to friend them. But then, I have to remember how horrible both of them became. One of them stole a lot from me. Made my financial life a nightmare. Made my life in general, pretty miserable. The other, well, we won't go there.

But isn't it funny how life changes. Now I have friends that I can really depend on. People that I love. And who love me. It's a great feeling. But it was kind of nice to see a piece of these people's lives. And a few other people that I've met along the way.

I'm tempted to close my Facebook page. But I'm also tempted to leave it alone. It's a nice way to reconnect with certain people. And to just take a peek into the lives of people I once called friends. ♥Besitos

Wondering

It's been about a year since my neighbor died. She was an amazing woman. It was so sad. I didn't know that she had past away. At the same time that she died, my uncle also died. And I had gone home. It wasn't until about a month later, that I found out that my neighbor had past away. So sad!

1 year. Her husband has stayed strong. Their daughter and granddaughter moved in with him. He also has 2 friends there. And from time to time his son also stays there. You see, my neighbor was in her early 50s. And was having stomach issues. We'd sit and talk many nights in our yards. And I'd encourage her to see a doctor. She never did. Until the end. The day that she went in, they gave her less than 6 months. A week later, she had died.

It was a short time. An extremely short time. And I never got to say goodbye. I know, she left me with a feeling of loss. I miss her. I miss seeing her smile. Talking about her granddaughter. Sharing recipes. And just having a nice talk. It's been a year. And I can only imagine the pain the family still feels.

Slowly but surely, they've been selling their stuff. About a month ago, lots of stuff went to the trash. And lots is being sold on Craig's List. It makes me sad. To know that one day, all of us will just be but a memory.

I'm also sad because it isn't looking good. I think, it's weird that they're selling all their furniture. Who does that? I don't know. But to me, it looks as though they may be in the process of moving. Which is incredibly sad.

These were the first of my neighbors that I met. Incredibly kind. Always willing, able, and excited to help out. They made me smile and laugh. J was there when I needed a shoulder to cry on. And it's been a pleasure to live next door. I just hope that my neighbor is not moving. What an incredible loss that would be. ♥Besitos

Edie Sedgwick Inspired Makeup

I happen to be a fan of Edie Sedgwick. And I really like this makeup. It's definitely not your everyday kind of look. But I think it would be fun to wear for a performance.

I think it's mostly because I love Old Hollywood. There is something about it. The glamour, the history, the character. But this is a nice, fun, and interesting look. Now to just find an event to wear it to... ♥Besitos

Mi Cucu

Mi Cucu...or how I came to know it as a small girl..."Don't Mess with My Tutu." I don't even know who the recording was by. All I can remember is, a man sang the song. And I swear to you, it was a country western song. But it was mine song, because my grandma said so. I know. Weird choice for a 3 year old. But there you go.

I would go around my grandparents' house singing and dancing to this song. For hours...even days! I was a bit of a dorky kid. But this was my song. I'm pretty sure that the recording that they had was by a country singer. But don't quote me on that.

Then I got older. And I became a musician. And my good friend and fellow musician so, he had a wise idea. I should sing this song in spanish. Hello! We were already jamming to "Who Let the Dogs Out." So there you go. My song came to life again. Can you tell we had A LOT of fun at work?

Funny how those things happen. Then I became known for this song! It was so weird. And in every Mariachi I've ever played in, I've had to sing this song. And then it crossed over, to the other genres of music that I perform. I think my dancing skills also add to the fun of this song. :)

The crazy thing is, I still like going to my grandparents house and listening to the 8-track recording. Yes, I told you it was old! The label has fallen off. And I have no idea who recorded it. But it brings back so many memories.

I don't know why I woke up thinking about this song. But I did. Go figure! But I found this video and had it playing as I got ready this morning. A bit weird. But I enjoyed it. It's definitely a fun song to dance to. Too bad I'm here alone. With no dance partner...AGAIN!

Now, I need to go get ready for my niece's birthday party. Yes, it's at a weird time...11AM. And I still need to wrap her presents. And sign her card. Oh, and drive the hour to my brother's house. Happy Saturday! ♥Besitos

Tantita Pena

Funny how I seen him today. And all I could think about was his lips. And 1:45 of this video. Doesn't help that he has grown out his hair, is a musician, and has a voice to die for! I wanted to talk to him. But oh ya, I got soaked by the kind firemen of "The City Different."

Oh ya, and that fireman, why do I always see him when I come here? It's just strange. Yes, he asked me out when I was younger. But I was 16 and he was 21. A little illegal in our state. I could have imagined what my Dad would have done.

But back to the man...he looked amazing. I wanted to talk to him. Then the light bulb went off in my head. Um, hello! He plays the guitar. I'm sure he would enjoy this gig. And the money. Too bad my white shirt was drenched. And you could see through it! My bra was clearly visible. And I was running to my car. He would be perfect for this gig. Then maybe just maybe, I'd finally get to talk to him...

But it didn't happen. When I got to my car, Zo called me. And I told him about the entire situation. He told me that I should have just went to talk to him. Maybe he would have just taken the job. hahaha Zo is a funny one! If it had been Zo, he would have taken the job. :P

But seriously, I know at one time I had a phone number for him. Other than that one, to the apartment, where he no longer lives. Oh ya. I could make a quick call to an old teacher. I know he has the number. But then...what do I say?

Now I'm at my parent's house. Calling every musician I know. But he's on my mind. And this video. Why do I make life so complicated for myself? ♥Besitos

The City Different...Emergency Trip

Last night, I got the call. I had to come to "The City Different." For two reasons. Both work related. One, I needed to update my hospital credentials. That's what I'm doing at the moment. It's so boring. Taking a long time. But so much of a necessity. You know how that goes...

Secondly, I'm on a mission to find an armonia player. Today. Because I have a gig on Monday. And I need someone to play while I sing. Do you know of anyone that would be interested? I could use all the help I can get. Seriously! And it pays $5,000!

My boss called me last night to tell me. I need to find someone today. I have 1 guy's number. But he's not answering. And a friend suggested that I go hang out at the Plaza. I think that would have worked last weekend. But do musicians just kinda hang out there? I don't know. But this afternoon, I will find out. :)

Other than that, not much else on my agenda. I still need to buy my niece something for her birthday. Her party is tomorrow. And I'm thinking about Upper Crust for lunch today. I used to go there all the time in high school. Silly me. :) But it just sounds good.

Other than that, it's just me. Over dressed. In a pencil skirt, button down white blouse, and red peep toes. Yes, I get graded on my clothes. So I'm always dressed up. But I'm feeling way over dressed today. Just wait until I have to go downtown later. This is going to be interesting. ..

But again, I'm in love with this city. Too bad it's so expensive to live here. Oh, and that my college isn't here. Because I would seriously like to move out here. Maybe then, I could get back into full time Mariachi playing. ♥Besitos

As Requested...

I do believe that my boss might have had a serious crush on Selena. Did you watch this video? Well, if you've ever seen pictures of Selena, a concert, or a music video...you know that she liked to wear bustiers. Or like my other boss referred to them...sparkly bras.

My boss has requested that I wear one, for our gigs in October/November. Hmmm...

I'm just not sure I can pull it off. I do like lots of the outfits that Selena wore. But seriously, she just had that flare. Something that I'm lacking. So only time will tell. I'm just grateful that I've been working out so much lately. I probably should lay off of eating at Barela's though. Because if I have to wear a little outfit like that, I want to be in good shape. At least, with all the working out, I won't be so self conscience of my body. ♥Besitos

Kinda Stressed Out...

So I knew it was a bad idea to get sucked into staying up north for 2 weeks. Well, close to 2 weeks. Whatever...

I came home, my entire garden was dead. So are my flowers. All expect the morning glories. I guess I'll never make it as a farmer's wife. :)

I start classes today. And I got a call at 1AM. My boss from Sin City. I need to find a guitar player in "The City Different." By Monday or something nuts like that. Remind me again, that I can't just leave for that long again. I need to remember that. And where am I going to find a guitar player? Anyone interested? 2 gigs...6 hours total...$5,000. Let me know if you can make it.

Oh, and it poured last night. Seriously! My roof is still leaking. I don't know what to do. I'm officially broke because it's the beginning of the semester. And I'm praying for some more gigs. That's the only reason I'm going up north again. Well, that's a lie. My little niece is turning 2. And I'm going to her birthday party on Saturday. I know. I'm nuts!

A good friend of mine, actually, one of the LBs is getting married. In 5 weeks! And another good friend is getting married in Sin City in a month. I just agreed to go sing for that wedding. Don't forget...my best friend is also having a baby. In less than 2 months. I'm planning the baby shower. Which is across the country. I know. I'm nuts! Can I possibly agree to anything else?

On a good note, I'm home. I slept in my own bed. Had privacy. A hot shower. And I'm one day closer to graduating. Weird thing...I've been dreaming about this one guy. I met him when I first started college. We never really talked. But I liked him. For about a month now, I've been dreaming about him. I think it's a little weird. But I think it's because I seen him about a month ago...

Now I need to get my butt going. I have to walk to school. We're not going to get into that. But I will say this, at least it keeps me in shape. I'm going to need it. I'm going back to "The City Different" in about a week. And I need to be all dressed in heels and everything. Running up and down hills. The joys of being a mujer! ♥Besitos

Camping

I can't believe summer is pretty much over. I never went camping. Not once! What is wrong with me? I had all these plans. My friends and I were going to go camping. We had plans to fish. Zo and I even went to the shooting range. In hopes of a little hunting. We thought about going to the Ranch for a week. Maybe doing some hiking. Heck, we even considered renting a cabin. But we never did...

Me? I stressed out all summer long. I worked. I tried to figure out what I was going to do this semester. I dealt with my brother. And I never once went camping. In my books, that's a total failure!

So I start my classes tomorrow. So much is still uncertain. The next month or so is going to be nuts. And I kinda just want to call up some friends and plan a mini camping trip. Even if it's just for a day or 2. I like sleeping under the stars. Walking up with dirt in my sleeping bag. And wondering how it got there. Camp fire food is also quite tasty!

Did you have any summer plans that just didn't happen? Trips that you planned, things you wanted to do, that sort of thing? I know I had a lot that I wanted to do. But these family issues keep bringing me down. Well, if nothing else, I want to go camping before the snow starts to fall. At least then, I won't feel so bad. ♥Besitos

Busy as Heck!

It's been a bit crazy around here. I should be at my home. Getting ready for a new semester. But I'm still at my parents' house. They start the new work year tomorrow. They've had a couple of in-service days so far. But the big day is tomorrow. Which means a ton of work! And I've been busy. Oh so busy. :)

Yes, as much as I HATE this company. I'm here. Doing lots and lots of paperwork. Getting everything together. And answering the phones. My parents are out picking up equipment. And I'm here. Enduring it all. Including the heat. I just want to crawl in a hole. Because these phones are never ending!

But I'm heading home tomorrow. I have to. No more puddling about. I have to go clean my yard. I can just imagine the jungle it has turned into. And I start classes on Thursday. You have no idea how much I don't want to go back. But I must. I need to graduate in my lifetime.

Honestly, at the moment, all I can think about is eating. I missed breakfast. And lunch. It's been that busy. And I haven't been sleeping well lately. So I'm honestly ready to head home. To sleep in my bed. Shower in my bathroom. And just have some much needed privacy. The couch isn't too fun. But it's been a fun trip home. And I'm glad I could be here to help my parents. I just wish I could do more. ♥Besitos

Yum!

This my friends, is one of my favorite "Mom and Pop," "hole in the wall" restaurants that I love! Doesn't hurt that I grew up less than 5 minutes away. Heck, it's about a 2 minute drive from my parent's house.



Just looking at this picture makes me hungry. For a tortilla burger. Or chicharrones. Even huevos rancheros. And I don't like breakfast. But this breakfast is amazing!



Just look at that plate! It makes me so hungry. Yes, I like to go eat there. After a yummy breakfast, you can walk across the street and spend a few hours at the Cultural Center. Which I love too! There may or may not be some pictures of me and my family there too... :)

But this is definitely one of my favorite places to eat. It just screams home to me. Probably because I have so many great memories of the place. I love going with my parents. And with my friends. We like to eat outside. We tend to be a little loud when we get together. Then we'd head down the road to a local music shop. Or head out to play gigs. Heck, I remember a handful of times my friends and I would go to the Zoo after a yummy breakfast.

And if you don't believe me, the place is always packed! During the week, business men come in, wearing their suits and ties. And a bib! You gotta make sure you don't get the chili on your work clothes. On Saturday mornings, the line is out the door. No lie! Those are probably the only mornings I get up early. Just to go have a chicharron and bean burrito. ♥Besitos

The City Different

Today, my parents and I decided to head up north. My Mom needed to get away. And we had heard that the Indian Market was happening this weekend. So after church and breakfast, we headed north.

An hour later, my Mom and I were trying to find a parking. There were so many people in town. We hadn't forgot about the Church Celebration. But we didn't think that there would be that many people there.

My Dad's leg is still bothering him. So we met up with him and walked him to the Plaza. Where he sat and watched people while my Mom and I looked around. We did a little bit of shopping not much. Just a few things for my best friend's baby girl. Who will be here before we know it! And my mom bought me a little jewelry box. Mostly, we just enjoyed looking at all the shops. And getting so many ideas for our upcoming Craft Fair.

By the time we got back to my Dad, he had found some good entertainment. "Balloon Man." If you live in the area, do you know him? He was...well, let's say, he was different. And interesting. But the kids enjoyed all the balloons he made them. One little girl was fascinated by him. And walked away with about 5 different balloon animals and flowers.

It was hot day though. And we were hungry. Honestly, we couldn't decide between the Fajita tacos and ice cream. But the heat won out. And we decided on some ice cream. You have to try the pineapple coconut. It's delicious! It tastes just like a Pina Colada. :) Although, it is a very soft ice cream. And almost immediately, the scoop fell over. And I had a ice cream cone in a cup. A little messy. But delicious! I don't know the name of the place. But it's the only ice cream shop in the main plaza.

We also managed to see the church precession. Which was very nice. And it was nice to just get out and see something new. We never made it to any of the Indian Market festivities. And we only encountered one extremely rude lady. I was going to buy a bracelet. And I guess she thought I didn't understand spanish. In case I haven't mentioned it before, I'm very light complected. After she insulted me in spanish, I said screw it. I didn't need to buy her $200 bracelet. But the day was a lot of fun. I just wish we could have found some Mariachis to listen to. I've been craving some good music.

My Dad was clearly hungry by this time. It was around 5PM. So we decided to head out for some dinner. I was praying that we'd stop at Tomacita's. It happens to be one of my favorite restaurants around. But my parents were wanting to go to the Casino.

We headed back south. And maybe 45 minutes later, we were having dinner. I do believe, I was the only one that ate though. My parents were ready to gamble. And they didn't eat much. Honestly, they had little more than a salad. So while I ate, they hit the slots. We didn't stay a long time. Just a couple of hours. But we had a lot of fun.

We also ran into a cousin of mine and his girlfriend. They're were really winning. In all, I probably lost $3. Which is not bad. And I had a yummy dinner. My parents had a blast! And when we finally decided to leave, we walked out and found that it was pouring!

My Mom and I ran to the car. We still got soaked. But we laughed the entire way. And after we picked up my Dad, we got lost. Yes, between the parking lot and the Valet parking. But all was good and we made it home safely. We actually just got home a few minutes ago.

It was such a fun day. Mostly because I got to spend time with my parents. Which I don't get to do often. And I didn't have to worry about anything. That was also nice. I know that I'm heading back north in about a week. And I'm so excited! It's for work and school. But there are a few shops I want to go to. I really like the city. I honestly wish I could live there. ♥Besitos

Salsa

Today my parents and I headed out to the Salsa Festival. You know, there was a salsa contest. Yum! Not only did everything smell good, it tasted good too!



But it was about much more than bowls of salsa. Although, many of them were extra yummy!



There was tons of amazing Salsa music. We have some really good local Salsa bands. :) And it made me want to dance so badly! Where were all my favorite dance partners?



And of course, there was Salsa dancing! They even did a mini dance lesson. So if you didn't know how to dance to the Salsa music, you would quickly learn. Very cool!

Something that people might not know, I love to go Salsa dancing! A few years ago, I used to go dancing at one of the hotels where I know live. They have a weekly night of Salsa dancing. It was so much fun!

Today we had an incredibly fun day! I'm glad that we decided to come. It was so hot. And there was definitely a little bit of a snag. When we had to run and move my parents' car. They started towing cars. But we had a great time. Too bad it is only a 1 day event. ♥Besitos