post-wedding bliss

Well, it happened. Everything happened: the wedding, the week at home before the wedding, the honeymoon, the back to reality weekend, etc...

We got back home last Friday. It was a pretty awesome trip. A little bit romantic, a little bit adventurous, a little bit surprising, a little bit active. Pretty cool.

The wedding, well, what can I say? Everything turned out perfect. I was very relaxed and happy, and Super D seemed to be also quite happy. And it also seemed that everyone else was having a pretty good time... But in reality, I don't remember a lot. I kind of know what happened but I really don't remember things. That's the way these things are. We'll get the video soon. That will help me remember things.

it's getting closer...

I'm getting married in 29 days to be exact. Everything is just crazy!!!!!!! We are down to the final things to do but we are also dealing with the house, and the honeymoon, and work and it has been crazy. But we are happy -- very happy. We've been blessed with many expressions of love from friends and family and this has made all the difference.

Have to run now.....

Sshhit....

I AM GETTING MARRIED NEXT MONTH!!!!!!!!!!!

WOW....

parents gone crazy

A recently received photo of the cutest nephew on Earth after his dear parents had some fun with him....

litter of fibroids

Well, yes, I have seen a doctor, and yes, we have discussed all the possibilities, and risks, and procedures, etc......

1. We can leave them like that and try to get pregnant ASAP. Doc says that it might be OK but it might also not be that OK. You know how doctors are... they really never know. I just have to try to get pregnant soon because the fibroids will continue growing and a baby inside an uterus that it is already big it might be complicated. So, that's what really upsets me: that I cannot wait for a year before trying to get pregnant because the f&(*&^ fibroids might continue to grow... The doctor say that beginning a pregnancy with a 16 weeks size pregnancy might be complictated. So that's one.

2. A miomectomy: open me, put uterus on my chest, take alll fibroids out and put it back inside. Major surgery, risk of hemorrage, and then waiting another year to get pregnant and fibroids might come back. Or they might not. Again, we never know.

3. Embolization- cut main arteries that feed fibroids. Pregnancy after that? There is very little research out there about this but it can or it cannot happen. Again, we cannot just know...

4. There was a fourth one. I forgot the name. It is still too new, they don't know a lot about it, and insurance companies are still not paying for it.

I just wish my uterus was fine -- I feel like I am running a race against time. I will be 38 when I get married in September. I am not that young anymore. And you hear all the stories about fibroids and pregnancies, and infertility, and age, and genetic defects, etc., etc., etc. A lot of my friends who have gotten married in their lates 30s or early 40s have had a hard time conceiving. So many people that I know are trying unsuccesfully to get pregnant as I speak. I am nervous.

I know there are also all the other stories about people in their early 40's or even 50's having babies. But sometimes I don't think I will be that lucky. And the freaking fibroids in my uterus kind of confirm this idea of "You see, you won't be able to have a baby. You were right all this time".

David and I have talked and thought a lot about it and I think that I will be fine. Regardless of the final outcome, I think I will be fine. Everything will be just fine.

3 months pregnant

My uterus is the size of a 3-month pregnancy. But there is no baby. I have uterine fibroids and I am hating them with all my strength today. That's why pants and jeans are not zipping up! That's why my little belly is still my belly even though I have been going to the gym at least 3 times a week and dieting for the last 2 months! I have the belly of a three month pregnant woman!! However, I really don't care. I am not that vain. I knew I had fibroids. I have known for a while but I wasn't expecting for them to grow so much in a year. And I am also upset because I WANT TO HAVE A BABY and I am afraid that those fibroids might make it difficut for me to get pregnant or carry a pregnancy... I really want to have a baby.

Humberto Galindo

My grandfather passed away on June 30th at 3:25 pm. I flew home next morning to spend some days with my family. My mother, as you can imagine, was pretty sad. And my grandmother-- well, what can I say. They had been married 63 years. I am sure she had many reasons to be sad.

However, we have to say that we were very lucky. He lived 90 very, very good years. He loved to smoke and drink his Cuba Libres while reading his newspaper every single day. He stopped doing that last May when he got worse. He had 8 children, 18 grandchildren, and 11 great grandchildren. He joked around all the time and made everyone laugh. He loved to throw parties and I have been told that he would lock the doors so people could stay longer during his parties and enjoy life with him. And he never spent a night in a hospital in his life. He died at home, in peace, surrounded by his family. Really, really -- what else can we ask for? He had a great life and we were very lucky to have him in our lives.

Rocks first

"A professor of philosophy stood before his class with some items in front of him. When the class began, wordlessly he picked up a large empty mayonnaise jar and proceeded to fill it with rocks about two inches in diameter. He then asked the students if the jar was full.

They agreed that it was full.

So the professor then picked up a box of pebbles and poured them into the jar. He shook the jar lightly and watched as the pebbles rolled into the open areas between the rocks. The professor then asked the students again if the jar was full.

They chuckled and agreed that it was indeed full this time.

The professor picked up a box of sand and poured it into the jar. The sand filled the remaining open areas of the jar. “Now,” said the professor, “I want you to recognize that this jar signifies your life. The rocks are the truly important things, such as family, health and relationships. If all else was lost and only the rocks remained, your life would still be meaningful. The pebbles are the other things that matter in your life, such as work or school. The sand signifies the remaining “small stuff” and material possessions. 

If you put sand into the jar first, there is no room for the rocks or the pebbles. The same can be applied to your lives. If you spend all your time and energy on the small stuff, you will never have room for the things that are truly important. 

Pay attention to the things in life that are critical to your happiness and well-being. Take time to get medical check-ups, play with your children, go for a run, write your grandmother a letter. There will always be time to go to work, clean the house, or fix the disposal. Take care of the rocks first – things that really matter. Set your priorities. The rest is just pebbles and sand".

I found this the other day and I liked it. It is so true. I am putting it here so I can remember later on when I reread this blog.

Happy Monday!

Happy Times

We went to Mexico for the weekend. D's mom and sister came along. It was time for both families to meet. (Aaahhhhhhhhh!!!! I was so nervous!!!!!)

My mother was throwing me a shower on Saturday morning and my good friend D and her husband were also throwing another party on Saturday evening. And everything went great. I was indeed very nervous because I was traveling with David, and his mother and sister who left her family back home and I was concerned about Mexico, and safety, etc., etc., etc. But everything turned out beautifully.

First of all, David. He is so precious, he is just amazing. He calms me down, he is always very positive, he plays along, he says Yes to every one of my resquests, he is so tender, and loving; it was just a dream to have him there with me. When I showed him the wedding invitations, he got all excited in his own way, went speechless, and gave me a big hug.

Second, the families. D's mom and sister were wonderful. They were able to adapt to everything and deal with the different language, and just be there with us and be happy for us. My family was also great. Even my dad who, although not happy about D and I living together, was in his best behavior. My parents are so, so, so generous. The shower was just beautiful! It was very nice. Unfortunately, one of my brothers was not able to be there with us and my grandpa is not doing that well... That was a little bit sad.

Third, my friends back home. D and her husband threw this amazing party with Messsican music, and amazing food,and champagne, and a wedding cake with a bride and groom dolls on top! It was just unbelievable... It was so nice, it was really nice... It was very special that D and his family were there to see all this love.

And then we had to come home. I wish I could have everything in the same place: Austin, my family, my friends, my nephew, etc. But not. I am here in austin in front of my computer reading blogs and writing one when I should be working. So, let me get back to my work keeping in mind that the operative word now is ENJOY! That's it.... just enjoy these happy times.

Birthdays

It was D's birthday yesterday. It was his fourth birthday that I have been involved with (that was such a bad English structure, sorry). Time goes by so fast. And I still can't believe that I am marrying my upstairs neighbor. Three years ago I had this mini crush on my upstairs neighbor and now I will be marrying him in less than four months. Wow... Life is weird.

Three years ago also, for his birthday, I bought him a little cake because he was so cute, and he was sooooo thin. We were just neighbors and kind of friends.... And it was his birthday. It was a chocolate cheesecake. I didn't know at the time that his favorite cake was carrot cake and I didn't know either that that thinness was so easy to disappear. I got him a big carrot cake this time with a "Happy Birthday David" and these crazy candles that I found in a drawer here at home and that didn't want to stop burning. I was sure that the fire alarm was going to go off at the restaurant. But no, it didn't.

It was a fun birthday but I really wish that D and I could stay this old forever. I know that there is nothing better than aging gracefully and gratefully but ... really, really, I don't want to get old. And I don't want D to get old either. And, obviously, it's not really that I fear wrinkles and gray hair. I fear endings. I fear good-byes.

My grandfather is 90 years old. He won't be with us for a long time. Fortunately, he is in very good spirits and with no pain but he might not make it for the wedding. I am really sad about that. He was able to go to all of my cousins' weddings (the ones that have gotten married) and I am sad that he might not be with us for our wedding. It is so weird to think that he might not be there in a few months. He has always been such a strong figure in the family. He was always happy, and loud, and funny, and full of life. He was bigger than life (as they say in this country). And he still is but to a lesser degree, I think. He still calls me "güera" (blonde) because I live in the US. And he was always been so giving, so generous, so warm. I keep telling myself that if he has to go now, he lived ninety fantastic and plentiful years. But I don't like endings.

Someone very close to me (who knows my fear for endings) has tried to make me understand for the past two years that everything in life is transitory. That everything in nature is in continuous change; that plants, flowers, and animals are born and die. That everything that has life ends. And I understand that. I am not that dense. But... but... but... When I hear about the men and women that die in "the war" ... I mean. They're gone. My friend Maria Luisa died of cancer three years ago. She's no more, she's not talking, she's not painting, she's not laughing. And that is very sad.

Stop. Stop. Stop. This was about a birthday. And we had a good time last night.

finally home for a while

I barely made it home last night after three days in Houston, and three days in Dallas the week before, and four days in San Antonio the week before that, and three days in El Paso two weeks before that. I am really tired. I am holding my body with my two arms as I type this. I am so tired. I will be here in town for a while now. Next trip is home for a bridal shower that my mother is throwing me (or to me? -- what's the best way to say this?) on June 9th, and after that I think I will stay here for a while, at least six weeks. That's pretty good...

You should see our house... The landscaping work and the remodeling has begun. It is kind of a mess but it will look so great when it is done. We are very excited! However, we are, well by "we", I mean "David", are designing the upstairs and as a result we have to make a lot of decisions about windows, and doors, and stuff like that. And last time I checked we don't have any kind of designing or architectural degrees so we really don't know exactly what to do. For example, in the master bedroom's back wall: Do we leave one big window or two smaller windows? In the master bathroom: Do we put the toilet in the right corner or in the left corner? Do we leave a half wall or do we put some kind of rail? If we put rail, what rail? Decisions, decisions, decisions....

Anyway, I am tired. No more writing. Bye.

four months before the wedding

Four months... Oh My God... It's amazing but yes, we only have four more months. And I know that things are going to get crazier. I believe. And everything will be all right. I hope. And I am excited... We are going to the gym at least three times a week and I can begin to see some changes in my "body parts"...

It's actually a little bit chilly in Austin today. Not exactly chilly just not hot and a little gray. I am cold myself because I am in this outdoor, quite hip coffee house --the Spider House-- and they have this huge fan going full speed in the patio. Well, they have more than one but this one is right here in front of me. And it is blowing right in my face. And it's cold. You can say that we can move to another table but everything is taken-- the hip college children love this place-- and we were very lucky to get this table in the first place. However, I am COLD!! I had never liked fans blowing directlly onto my "body parts" (all of them)... but I am trying to survive. Super D loves it and I don't want to be a whining little girl who gets cold because of a fan... But I am COLD!!! and as I write this the the waitress just called everyone attention's because Elizabeth (one of the regulars I believe) is celebrating her birthday and she wanted all of us singing Happy Birthday to her -- oh Lord, no, no, no... only in Austin. David looked at me and remained quiet and I threw up next to the table. Not very fond of public demonstrations of Happy Birthdays.

I have been traveling a lot. I am so tired. I am really tired of all this traveling. It is just insane. El Paso, San Antonio, Dallas, and Houston in less than five weeks. I can't keep up with this amount of traveling. It is just insane ( I know it's the second time I write this phrase but that's they way I feel.) Things might change in the fall - I believe.

Teacher's Day

Today is Teacher's Day in Mexico. To all of my friends who are involved in Education (including myself), congratulations. It is such a difficult field and we still have so much to do. More than once in the last 20 years I have thought about throwing in the towel and going to beauty school on Saturday mornings. But here I am -- with a Ph. D. in education and devoting at least 50 hrs a week to help teachers do a better job in their reading instruction. We have to keep trying, I guess.

Gym

We went to the gym on Saturday! yes!! And on my way to the gym again in a couple of hours...

Wedding Watch 2007

Well, I didn't go to the gym. I really didn't. But now it's 9:22 am on this terribly muggy Saturday morning and I already have my gym clothes on and I will wake up D in a little bit and we'll go. We have to go. Wedding Watch 2007 has officially started and we have to lose some weight.

Thanks Jen for the advice on enjoying my wedding plans. You are totally right. The problem is that I'm far away from where the action is going to take place that I feel a little bit disconnected. But you are right. It is only once in a lifetime. The other big problem is my job... It has been so exhausting lately that I just don't have time for anything. I get to the office around 9:30 or so and when I look at the clock again is noon and then a few moments later and it is already 5:30... It has been just insane. I want to say that when I was in grad school I was also pretty busy but I had more personal time... I don't remember a lot but I do remember that I had more time for myself. Perhaps because I was single and had to do more things on my own and because I was living in the apartment (now, with the house there are always things to clean and fix). Here's a little secret: I miss my apartment. It had a huge master bedroom and a huge walk-in closet, and a bathroom just for myself... and a cute guy living upstairs... Oh, those good old times...

However, it seems that next week, work will begin on the second floor masterbedroom, bathroom, and closets. And I say "it seems" because our contractor has said about "next week" for the last four weeks. Who knows.. Oh, well, I am beginning to get used to having my clothes in the small closet in the study... and in three drawers in the other room, ... and in a boxes in D's closet... and in every place where I can put clothes and shoes! It will be so sweet when we have our closets! So, so, so, so sweet.....

Time to wake up Super D -- and go to the gym. Will we go or not? Well, will he go or not? That's the question because I am going.

messsican.com

I don't think I have told you people that Super Dave got something that allows me to get to this blog directly by typing messsican.com. How cool is that?! I don't know why but it is pretty cool....

I just have to let people know about that.

I just home 7:25 pm. I am so tired. We went to the gym yesterday (what!!!!!!!!). Yes, the gym. We have to do something about our sizes. However, today we are just dead after 10 hours at work. I am very tired. I promise I will do the best to go to bed early tomorrow and then go to the gym tomorrow. I have to. I have four months and a half approximately to look freaking great in that wedding dress..... I have to do it.

Two months without writing

Two months without writing.... And I have all the excuses in the world. Too much work, the wedding, the ridiculous amount of traveling that I do because of that too much work that I have, and, mainly, the fact that I realized that there are people for whom writing about their lives is such a comfortable practice and other people who seem to have more issues about writing about their lives. It seems that I am part of the later.

I have really not written many things about me that have really impacted my life in this blog. Even though I know nobody really reads this blog, there are many things that I have kept to myself. It seems that by not writing them I think they are not happening. That's the way I deal with my "issues". I really admire the people who can talk so candidly about their lives in these blogs. They have found a place where they can express themselves, save memories, and relate to others. However, I just couldn't do it. I just couldn't write about my personal problems, or fears, or issues, or whatever you want to call them. And I guess that without that need or desire pushing me, I stopped writing. I am not apologizing -- I am just telling it how it is.

However, there is no need to be so melodramatic. I also stopped writing because I don't have time. Period. That's it..... I don't get home until after 6 pm and the weekends are always filled with house stuff, and wedding stuff, and trips, and parties, and people coming over, etc., etc.., etc. But, hey, what the heck... that's life.

Wedding update: September 22. The date has changed like three times. I ordered my dress. I bought the first one I ever tried after trying like 20 other dresses. Way more expensive than what I had wanted to spend but I have this tendency to like expensive things, and I just couldn't get myself to buy a cheaper dress. Mom is taking care of the reception and we have hired someone to take care of things during the last two weeks before the wedding. We are still going to Greece for our honeymoon, even though the freaking Euro is so expensive! And, yes, I am nervous about getting married. Yes, I am. I want that day to come and get it over with, and go on with our lives. This marriage thing is just too intense.

california

San Francisco is so cool.... It is really such a beautiful, vibrant city...

I had a great time -- after the conference the first day we drove to Half Moon Bay -- Moss Beach Distillery-- to enjoy some great mussels with an amazing view of the Pacific...



Although we didn't have the amazing weather or the happy crowds that you can see in the picture we still had the Pacific right there with all its glory. The mussels were fantastic and we read about two female ghosts who love to hang around the restaurant. Both women died because of unrequited love...

We then drove back to San Francisco, crossed the Golden Gate and headed to Sausalito... Although it was already dark, we found a cute wine bar where we ate again - cheese, and olives, and almonds, and bread... Just delicious.

And the next day, we finished our trip by having excellent sushi for lunch ... I had this Chu Toro that was just like butter -- it just melted in my mouth. Quick trip but lots of fun....

Wedding update: the date has changed. October 27th will be. Well, at least for now. I wanted to go to Greece for our honeymoon but if we get married at the end of October then it will be too cold to go to Greece... I really wanted to go to Greece but we couldn't get a church for the Sept 29 previous date... Back at home they always said that it is more difficult to find a church than a boyfriend.. They might be right after all...

i've been engaged for a week

and I am off to san francisco for a couple of days. I have to go to a conference and it would be a good little trip to relax a little bit after the workshop and the engagement craziness...

D & I just got back from Houston - we went to see David's mother and family. It is just so funny how our families are very much alike in many things but very much different in others. I think that the main difference is a cultural difference. Me being Messsican and all and they being not.... I guess it's good to be aware of differences and how these differences can play an important role in our relationship... David's mom told me as we left that it was important for me to remember that I was marrying a family as well and not only David. Yes, I am very much aware of that and I am fine with that. In fact, one of the things that I liked about David was his family. They are prudent, cautious, a little bit reserved but at the same time friendly and warm. Very American indeed. And very loving as well.

I still can't believe I am getting married to my upstairs neighbor... Amazing...

big, big news!!!!!!

Well, it happened. Yes, it did. David proposed last Sunday. Yes. And I am finally coming down from cloud 9.... It wasn't a total surprise because we had talked about it but it still hit me as a lighting. Oh, my God... I never thought that I was going to be so shocked. Well, it wasn't exactly shocking but I really don't know what word to use. It was tremendous joy and excitment and emotion, etc., etc., etc.... I wish I could have better words to describe the experience. It was just extremely sweet and we are very happy. David is an amazing man and since I started dating him I knew he was going to be my husband. I knew that we were going to spend our lives together. It was so different than other relationships... and believe me, we are not both perfect but we are good together. And it just feels right. We both are quite happy.

Anyway, first thing I did with my ring in my hand was, naturally, to call my parents. They were just thrilled, as you can imagine. We then called David's mom who was also quite happy. I called my brothers as well and then we were just happy.... very happy, and we drank champagne ( a lot) and we hugged, and kissed, etc., etc. It was very sweet...

On Monday at work, well, I didn't get a lot accomplished. I just couldn't concentrate! And I was suprised with my reaction -- I thought I was going to take it more relax but I just couldn't do anything.... Tuesday was a little bit better and I guess I was able to send a couple of emails and get some things ready for a huge workshop that I was presenting Wednesday and Thursday. Today, at the workshop, I realized that I really needed to get down to Earth because work-related things need to get done. So, I was able to forget about it for a while. Not long, though.

Maybe I didn't get things done at work but I got things done back at home. A date has been set and place for the reception has been chosen. It will all take place on September 29th back at home. My mom and my sister-in-law (who is more excited than I am, I believe) will be helping me with all that stuff. I really don't know what to do --- but I am sure they know.

I am excited -- really excited. And I am very happy... life is good ;-)

so long...

I haven't written in ages... but I have been so busy with work and my life has been ups and downs and downs and ups.... Some very sad moments and some very happy moments and I just wasn't in the mood for writing. Perhaps I'll tell more about these past three weeks at some other time. Not now.

And work -- oh LORD, my job. It's just crazy. I have this huge project due next week and I am just so tired, so tired. I feel like I don't have the energy and my head feels like it is going to explode with these terrible headaches. The green advil pills are my best friend now - I love those things. I really want this project to be over but then, we will have something else...

But I got to travel home a couple of weeks ago to the baptism of one of my best friend's daughter. I am her Godmother! It is my first godchild. So that was fun. And I also got to see the most beautiful nephew in the whole world -- my baby-- who turned one. He is soooo cute.

And today is Valentine's day. I found a sweet card from D in my car this morning... He's sweet... He writes almost the same sweet thing on every card he gives me. But I don't mind... he is very cool. And I kindda love him.

yes more photos of the ice

Wednesday January 17, 2007

We woke up to even more ice. The weather people had said that we might have snow but there was no snow -- at least in our neighbor which is pretty central. I am sure that people outside the city got some snow or even more ice.



and our patio table


and our roof



But it is over for now. Texas survived their yearly ice storm.

Today, we went back to work, to the craziness of trying to get things done with dozens people knocking on your door, phone calls to return, and this damn project that I have to finish within the next ten days. But it was fine. As much as I sometimes can't stand my job, it is good to feel useful and productive. Jobs are good.

Update on the ice...

So, yes, we spent almost the whole day here at home. Work was cancelled for me and David. And this is why...


that's a fancy icy tablecloth on our outside table


and that's what they mean by ice storms...

Around 2:00 pm we decided to go for a walk. I needed to go outside so we walked a couple of blocks to the nearest Randall's to buy ... iced coffee, milk, and ... and that's it because we really didn't need anything. We just wanted to go out.

What's up with my hat?


Super D

We ended up going to the movies -- Pan's Labyrinth ... Quite good. We are finally back home, and guess what? Work is closed AGAIN tomorrow.... Yes, another day in paradise....

ice storm 2007

We have had an ice storm almost every winter since I moved to Austin. This year winter's storm is taking place right now. It is FREEZING outside, and it has been very cold for the last two days. I didn't go to work today -- MLK holiday. David didn't go to work either -- he didn't have the day off but he works up north and the ice on Mopac and 183 were not inviting. Further, he can work at home so that's what we did. We had omelettes for breakfast and we worked all morning.

At 3 pm, due to a heavy attack of cabin fever and the decision to use somebody else's heating, we headed out to a coffee shop. The place was obviously packed. Since it was a holiday, lots of school-aged children were doing homework and/or hanging out (cool place to hang out with friends -- I didn't have a place with mochas and vanilla capuccinos when I was in elementary school). Unfortunately, Seattle's Best Coffee shop decided to close at 4:00 pm. I guess they also wanted to go home and avoid icy roads. You can't blame them. So, we had to go somewhere else because coming back home didn't sound like a great idea. We found another coffee shop and stayed there until 6:00. We went to Randalls after that to get food because --- we might forget about everything but not about food. God forbid we don't eat our three daily meals! We were back at home around 6:30 pm. I cooked some dinner -- lime & garlic tilapia, lightly buttered brussels sprouts, and a green salad with a olive oil and balsamic vinegar ( I am still counting my calories-- even though it is getting tougher and tougher). We ate all that in about 25 minutes while watching "24" -- well, David, because I really can't watch the show. (It is just so mindless that it is almost offensive.) At 9:15 pm, we both just plainly said it, "We are bored!!" And there was nothing fun to do... I wanted to go to the movies but I was also afraid of the icy roads on the way back home. We didn't have any other TV shows to watch -- we had watched HBO's Rome yesterday. We had already cleaned the kitchen, I had already thought about a healthy dinner for tomorrow, checked email for the tenth time, talked on the phone with friends and family, cleaned the TV room..... AAAAHHH! It them hit me....Three days without going to work having to stay in almost all day because it is freaking cold and terrible dark outside can really get to you! In the morning I was thrilled about my day off and the possibility of another day off on Tuesday, hanging out in comfy clothes all day, but I kindda got tired of it by the end of third day! Going out was out of the question. I really like my car and roads were being closed. What to do?! David found something to do-- organize some cables and watch like four episodes of Battlestar Galactica.... And I decided to read about Mafalda and write a blog entry... a boring one but at least one more entry.

To make things a little bit worse, tomorrow is another day in paradise. Work will be closed and I don't think David will go to work.... And roads will be icy again, and places will close early, and.... However, I should enjoy it and stop complaining. It is nice to be toasty at home and, more importantly, safe. And, right now, as I type this, David is giving a little massage to my feet while I am drinking a glass of wine (shit, I have to add it to my food log!)... Life is not that bad after all.... Well, it could be better if we were not watching the fourth episode of Battlestar Galactica in a row... but it is fine. David likes it. It's his show.

¡Joder, que paseo!

This is great-- but don't have time to translate into English. For those who speak Spanish, enjoy!!

¡¡¡Felicidades guapa!!!

A medida que envejecemos, las mujeres ganamos peso.
Esto ocurre porque acumulamos mucha información en
nuestra cabeza.
Pero claro, llega un punto en que tanta información
no cabe en nuestra cabecita. Así que esa información acumulada
empieza a distribuirse por todo el cuerpo. Y ahora lo entiendo
todo...
¡No me sobran kilos!
¡No estoy gorda!
¡Soy culta!
¡MUY culta!
Para todas las mujeres estupendas que andan por
ahí....
Hoy es el Día Internacional de las Mujeres
Endemoniadamente Guapas y Elegantes, así que por favor envía este mensaje a alguien que creas que encaja con esta descripción.
No me lo vuelvas a enviar a mí, porque ya lo he recibido, ya sé que soy estupenda.
Y no olvidemos este lema de vida: La vida NO debería ser un viaje hacia la tumba con la intención de llegar con buena salud y con un cuerpo atractivo y bien cuidado, sino más bien deslizarse en ella, con chocolate en una mano,
vino en la otra, el cuerpo hecho polvo, totalmente desgastado y
gritando...
¡¡Joder que paseo!!!

I'm Super Girl!!! (Who's that? I have never seen her in TV...)

Your results:
You are Supergirl

Supergirl 77% Robin 70% Wonder Woman 62% Superman 60% Spider-Man 60% The Flash 60% Green Lantern 55% Iron Man 50% Catwoman 45% Hulk 35% Batman 30%

Lean, muscular and feminine. Honest and a defender of the innocent.

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back to real life

So the holidays are over and things are slowly going back to the way they were three weeks ago. And it kindda sucks. I really enjoyed the holidays and going back home, and seeing my friends, and seeing my baby (I am calling my nephew my baby), and spending time with loved ones.


Monterrey during the holidays


Me and my baby


Christmas' eve at grandparents' with crazy uncle dressed as Santa

Fun, fun times....

Now, it turns out that Starbucks made it to Monterrey with great success. The coffee shops are always crowded, and David and I were able to drink decent capuccinos (me) and strong coffee (David). However, not everything is the same at the Starbucks in Mexico. This basket was supposed to be filled with toys or books as it supposed to be "epoca de dar": time to give. However, it seems like Messsicans got a little bit confused...


"People, you were supposed to put toys there--no trash!"

ANYWAY, now it's time to get back to work, and to get on a diet because for the love of GOD, I really need to lose weight since I have a whole closet full of things that I cannot wear because I don't fit in them!!! I really don't know how it happened but I gained almost 10 pounds in the last year and, although it doesn't seem like a lot, it is a lot because I am hardly 5' 3" tall and very small boned. So, there is no excuse -- it is only fat.

With this in mind, I found this website called fitday.com. It allows you to keep a food journal and it tallies the calories you eat every single day. It also tells you if you've gotten your required nutrients every day. It is amazing to see how calories add so quickly and how difficult it is too get all the nutrients that you supposedly need. Like now I know that I didn't get any vitamin D today (where do you get vitamin D???) and that my calcium intake is really deficient (do I have to drink milk every single day? Where are the damn vitamins that I bought last year?). Anyway, it is a pretty good little website, and it is free! And the most important thing, at least for me, is that it is a new thing and new things always work for me. At least for a while. So I will take advantage of the novelty (let's see how long I can fool myself) and hopefully I can lose some weight. It has to happen because I really have no money to buy new clothes... However, I do have to say that my real goal is to learn how to eat healthier once and for all. I guess it's time -- I am not getting any younger...

But the real new year resolution, the only one that I have (well, the only one that I am posting here), is to learn something new. This year I have to learn something new. A friend's girlfriend offered to teach me how to knit. Knitting.... hmmm, thanks but no thanks. As domestic as I am becoming now with the Kitchen Aid mixer and all that stuff, knitting is not for me. It has to be something more active... I'm thinking some kind of dancing or maybe a sport? But I am not the sporty kind... Maybe tango. Tango is sexy, and I like sexy things... so maybe by the end of the year, I will know how to dance tango. Who knows... but I will learn something new.

Happy New Year to Zeynep and Mirthala.... my dear friends who are far away.

the cutest nephew on earth

Yes, he is. He is the cutest nephew on the whole world. Look at him... I have a lot of friends with babies, a lot of cousins with babies, etc. but this baby is totally different. He is my first nephew, and that makes it all different. Amazing. Besides, he is the son of my baby brother, my baby brother whom I changed, babysat, and cleaned his nose! And now he has a baby... can you believe that? I still find it difficult to believe that my baby brother has a baby of his own.

However, it is true... He has a baby and we are all crazy about him... especially the grandparents... oh God -- you should see my mother playing with the baby on the floor and my dad drooling over his first grandchild. It is just pretty amazing to see them like that. I'm glad they are so happy with the baby, and I hope that keeps them from thinking too much about David and me living together...