The Colder Half Of The Year

For some reason winter always makes me so happy and brings back all these great feelings. Ironically I can't stand being cold, but I love winter. I wanna say partly for the clothes but mostly for this..,Winter means more baking and cooking at my parents. Now my mom is always cooking, but for some reason at winter my dad eats more. She'll make tamales, bunelos, capirotada (HU-HUCK) menudo, posole,atole, and I can keep going but I won't. It's funny because they love coffee, but all you hear from my dad at winter is, "asme un chocolate Luz". My mom and I have the same name but my dad calls her "Luz". He nicknamed me too, but no one will ever hear it. Every year my mom tells me the same thing. She tells me to pay extra close attention and get these recipes down for when she's not with me anymore. I tell her I don't want to. My moms kitchen just feels so, I don't know I can't describe it but it's great. They have this big wood table that my dad made that seats eight,they have had it since I can remember. My dad always sits at the head of the table and watches my mom and I cook and bake. He always says to me, " a que chula cochinera", grrrr. Whatever we are making or baking he has a plate ready to have some as it comes out. It has always been just me and my mom, my other sisters never care to join us. Is it selfish of me that I like it that way, just me and my mom?

Everyone sees one another more at winter time at my moms. Those eight chairs actually get filled all over again. My parents love it, they love feeding everyone and having everyone there. Sometimes when we all sit there I try and imagine what my parents feel. How it feels to see us all grown up. If they ever picture us little again and think back to how we had meals together. God is amazing and great and wonderful, how He loves us so much, and how He places us with just the right families, and exactly where He wants us.

Just The Three Of Us

Okay so I admit that I have been a bad blogger, but to be honest I lost the motivation for some reason, but I'm back baby. Well we will see I guess, don't want to get you all excited for nothing. Every time that I take pictures I tell myself that I have blog material but then just forget about it. That's the slacker in me. So yesterday after church I get to my brothers house "Saul", who I am staying with. He has two daughters, Amber the oldest and Madison the wittle baby, okay so she is five. So I'm hungry and say what's for lunch, but my brother and his wife had eaten already. Monica my sister-in-law tells me to take Maddy and Amber to eat and her and Saul can have some alone time, but in Hu-Huck words. I'm thinking great I get to spend time with my most favorite girls. So Amber right away says WALLBANGERS, yup another one exists guys and she happens to be my niece. Well we leave and it's raining and I so don't like to drive in the rain. We get to Wallbangers and boy was it so so good, maybe I was just so hungry. We had a blast just the three of us. I brake out the camera of course and Maddy starts with her let me take one so she got me and Amber. She did an okay job I guess. After we went to one of my favorites stores, take a guess it's walking distance. We bought Madison a movie and she had a cry baby fit because she wanted two. Two pfffft, I told her keep crying because your only getting one. Madison is the QUEEN of spoiled and it's all my brothers fault. Amber is a lot of help though she saved me some embarrassment with her. I really get embarrassed when kids act up around me, always have. :( So Amber says that she wants to have a Wallbangers night from now on, pfffft as if I liked it that much.

Chiflada

Yesterday morning I had breakfast with my two brothers and two nieces. We were waiting for a table for about 45 minutes. We finally get a table and order. Well everyone gets lunch being that breakfast was way over. I didn't feel like lunch so I just said that I would eat off of someones plate, so my brothers wouldn't give me a hard time about not ordering. So my brother Saul is Reading the paper and it is blocking the view of his coffee. Well I decide to mess with his coffee and pour in a few more sugar packets into his cup. His daughter Amber is sitting across from me laughing. We can't wait for him to take a big gulp. He finally does and doesn't react at all. Well then Amber decided to squeeze a lemon into his cup of coffee. For sure he will notice this and we are trying our best to restrain from laughing so much. Saul takes another big gulp and spits it all out on the table and some gets on me grrrr. We were laughing so hard. I thought that he would have been so mad at her, and me for encouraging it. I had a great time feeding Madison her "chifladas", that's what she calls enchiladas. I really love going out with them, we always laugh so much.

Laughing

What would you say is your most favorite emotion to show? Everyone I am sure would say laughing. It's great to laugh, think of how you feel when you are doing it. We love to be around people who make us laugh and it's just a really great emotion to express. I am not much of a comedian but I do have this one brother, boy can he make me laugh.

Then there is that laughing so hard that your eyes water, and your stomach hurts and you just can't stop for anything in the world. Then there are the giggles. Boy do those giggles always get me into trouble. Today at work our boss was mad about something and he got us all together to I guess blow off steam. Well one look at Adriane and that was the end of me. I could not stop laughing for anything. We kept trying to not look at each other but boy it's like you know that shes there and just the thought of her smile and giggling is it. Man those are the best moments I think. Even if at the time you are trying so hard to quit giggling.

I think I love the giggles most, and I laugh at all the wrong moments sometimes, but boy is it worth it.

SO MAD

I'm so mad because I completely lost track of time and forgot to blog. I wanted to be different and special and be the only one who didn't mess this up. GRRRRR! Maybe if I would have not slept so much this would not have happened. Oh well, I guess it wasn't meant to be.

This day has been just a long, lazy, sleepy day. Whoever does this on a regular basis, well all I have say to them is, "Wow how do you do it?" I rather be up and about doing stuff and can't stand just laying around. See nothing good comes of it anyway, my perfect streak was ruined for being a bed head. :(

Before I Go

Before I go I want to be a part of something so amazing. Something so amazing to where I feel warm and happy and sad all in the same moment. Not because I want to be remembered but just because God has given me so much that I want to give some how before I go.


I do not know what it is, but I know that God has something planned for me. I know also that it has to do with kids. I really love being around them, and in fact feel badly that I act like one at times and rather hang out and jump on the trampling instead of fellowship with the adults. I have cried so much and prayed so much for a baby, I've had three yes, and God has chosen to keep them and I have found comfort threw Him in all this.


I just know that I would be so good with them, I know it. Maybe I won't ever have the knowing of having my own child here on earth, but I believe with all my heart that God will give me something close, if not better. This has to have truth to it, I can't explain it but I know the feeling that I get every time I think of it. I smile in and out and keep smiling for moments at a time.

DIX-SEPT

Seventeen days straight and haven't missed a day, ah what a feeling. Although I was a bit nervous that I would miss yesterday, but glad that I didn't have to. I missed church yesterday and sure did miss it. I pretty much stayed in bed and tried to let my body get back to normal. This morning I was feeling good so got out of bed and well was walking around the house getting food and putting my laundry to wash. I am not to good at resting when I'm told to do so. This time it was very different being that I was here alone so had no one to get mad at me.

Well I definitely learned my lesson this evening. See I made dinner and baked and came to see what was happening on the blogs. I had told my friend Rosie to come over and have dinner and dessert that I had made so she was on her way over. Well I started feeling the pain in my chest get worse and I know this pain, it is familiar to me because I have had it before after surgery, but just not this badly. This time it was so different, it was horrible I couldn't bare it. So Rosie gets here and finds me crying like a big baby and I know she is feeling so so bad for me. She calls the doctors office and they tell her to take me to the emergency room. Well as I am crying in bed Rosie is kind of getting mad at me because she is well aware of what I have been up to all day long.

She allows me to lay in bed and cry it out for a while, I then ask her to help me sit up. I sit up and tell her that I feel a bit better and don't want to go to the ER. Well thankfully she doesn't make me go and she just sat with me in my room and we talked a bit. She was trying her best to not make me laugh because that caused so much pain as well. To bad for me that she is just naturally funny and can't help it.

Lesson learned the hard way, I will stay in bed all day tomorrow and not get up but to go to the ladies room. The pain was that bad that I won't dare get out of bed for any other reason.

Rosie thanks for being with me and I'm glad it was you who saw me cry and not anyone else. I love you so so much and I hope I can do the same for you one day. Oh, and if you comment please take it easy on me. I said lesson learned!