College Friends

Just the other day, I was thinking back to college. Heck, back to high school. I wonder where most of my friends went...

It's definitely not a secret, that I'm ridiculously shy! And even though I tried, there are very few people from my past, that I still talk to. Why? Not even I'm sure of this. Maybe life just gets busy. Maybe my family is so big, that I sometimes puts friend on the back burner. Maybe, we just weren't meant to be friends.

I look back to high school. And the friends I had. I had "cheerleader friends." Almost 100% of them, would not have been my friend outside of our sport. We had a common goal. We talked. But it was nothing ever too deep. I regret that I let a few of those girls, just disappear. Once in a great while, I chat with someone on Facebook. In the first few years that I was out of high school, I unfortunately would stay quiet, when I'd see some of these friends. I regret that!

My closer friends, I tried to stay in touch with them. Most of us went to different universities. Not that it should matter, but just that one detail, had us going in different directions. Others of us, went to the same university, but found different interests. I would say, for the most part, I was on a very different path. I bought a house when I was 18 years old. And was solely supporting myself. Tough stuff.

But college friends. I think of them the most. I don't know why. Maybe because they shaped a lot of my life. We were on the same path. Starting out on our careers. Learning about the world. We spent countless hours studying together. And eventually, beginning our careers together.

M always comes to mind. We met on my first day of college. The only 2 students in the music program, that morning, that weren't in band. We sat and talked. Which became our "routine" for the next year. Eventually, we'd both move on from music. But we'd continue our friendship. Having lunch together, a few times a week. After graduation, boyfriends, and moves...we're still friends. Calling and texting, between field trips and surgeries. It's funny how these things work out.

I think of friends like Mer, Mac, Jeni, Matt, and Jorge. We went through a lot. And I mean A LOT together! But as we'd overcome our obstacles, and pass our classes, we started to lose touch. I had close friends from dietetics and medicine, that I've remained friends with. But these 5 always come to mind. Long hours in class, crazy labs, and even longer hours cramming for exams. I wonder what happened to everyone...

I think of my Target family. 99.9% of us were in college at the time. Struggling with work, going to class, and just flat out staying awake. It was tough! But we made it through all that. I think of Miss "I'm going to sing my worries away." And little Miss Sassy Pants. Our manager was pretty awesome too! From time to time, I'll run into someone on Facebook. Mostly Mr. "I'm going to save the world Fernando." :)

Friendships don't always sail into the sunset, 2 friends laughing away, life going great. Big rifts happen. To even the closest of friends. Like Miss "Wanna be a Chicana, mariachi playing, John Denver loving mujer." We were close. Talking daily. Laughing our cares away. Probably annoying everyone in our path! And then 1 day, 1 disagreement, destroyed our friendship. Maybe I was too quick to react. Or she was too quick to judge. Or we really were not meant to be friends. I guess we'll never really know...

I had a ton of "friends" in music. I don't know if you'd call us friends. We would meet in rehearsal. Some of us, like P and I, would occasionally meet for dinner. Or shopping. Maybe a 2 hour convo on the phone. There was that weird girl, that I just can't remember her name. Just that she played the trumpet, scared me half to death, and stalked me way too long! All because I told her Hi one day...

And that last scary situation, is probably why I kept most people at arm's length. I regret that a lot these days. I think of all the things I could have done, while I was in college. The mariachi groups I could have played in. The people I could have become friends with. But that girl, she scared me to death! And to be honest, I thought they'd all turn into scary stalkers. That somehow, figured out where I lived. That had me, shaking in my boots!

There were nice guys in symphony and mariachi. Yes, I said guys. Because at the end of the day, most of them were guys. They were nice. For the most part. There was A and G that pissed me off one day. And that was it. This fiery Chicana went all Burque on their butts. Walked out of the Mariachi class, and never looked back.

Out of all the people I ever encountered in college, it was the mariachi players, that I wished I had become closer to. They were nice people. Always inviting me to jam, or even join their groups. And there was me...scared to death. Afraid to talk. I do believe that my teacher G, tried some crazy stuff, to get me to connect with these talented musicians. Some days, I swear he was trying to play matchmaker. Maybe it was just bad timing, but before you knew it, I was elbow deep in petri dishes. :)

I often wonder, especially now that I'm home, how things could have worked out differently. I wonder if those few, returned home. To the northern part of our state. I'm pretty sure, that's were P told me, they were from. I wonder if they still play music. If they have a group. If they'd even want a musician like me, to be in their group. Maybe I'm just lonely, and need some musician friends. Maybe I just yearn for those nights filled with music. Maybe, I just need to be a better friend in the future...

 ♥Besitos

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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