Moving on

Mike, Betty, Rogelio, Lorena, Blanca and me

It's hard to say farewell. It's even harder when it's someone you've fought for. My team loses one of its main elements and there was nothing Mike or I could do to stop it. The new members of the team have arrived. One hand picked by me, the other one chosen by TLEI (that's Human Resources).

Unfortunately the change won't be as lasting as we expected it. Lorena will leave next week, due to medical reasons. Betty is in the learning curve stage. Rogelio is waiting to drop everything and Blanca is with mixed feelings. Mike and I still wonder about how things will unroll in the following days.

Today we took Blanca to lunch, we gave her a Rebelious doll to remind her of her attitude problem, we had some cake, and finally when everyon else was gone the goodbyes.

Yes it's gonna be hard, of course we're gonna miss her, but it's going to be much better for her.

Eventually, things are much better for those that leave.

Goodbye Leech

Leech

October 2005 - August 2007

It's a sad night. Our little warrior has lost the final battle. I walked into the kitchen for some milk and looked over to his bowl. He wasn't looking at what I was doing. He was gone.

I don't want to get into morbit details. His mom came home and made the proper arrangements to bid him farewell. Yazmin was heartbroken. She was hoping he would survive this one. He tried very hard. He never gave up. Always in a cheery mood, always looking at what you were doing.

He was a good compagion. A fighter. He challenged Death and came victorius twice.

Death won the third time

Keeping my word

Mike, Rogelio, me and Blanca

Birthday number two of this twisted blended family. It should be three, but my birthday was just the begining of things. I was threatened to go since Monday. I recieved the threat almost everyday. Even yesterday night, after I wished him a good time, he called just to make sure I would go.

I played a sweetly evil joke on him. Once we were outside his house , I called him. I told him in my sleepiest voice that I thought I wouldn't make it. He said it was ok. I burst laughing and told him to open the door for us.

Rogelio displayed his smart ass comments. Blanca looked like Lia (eeeeeeeeeeek) with her funky hairdo and new glasses. I simply acted like the sweet girl I am.

This is one of the things I'll miss once Blanca is gone

The will to live

It amazes me. Life is one of the things we can't get second helpings of. It's a one shot. You make the best of it. I've seen loved ones leave this mortal plane. I've suffered their loss.

I've admired their efforts to make the last days the best, not giving in to the disease. Even though they get what we all do, a lifetime.

I've suffered watching Lex stuggle with her mother in law. A terminal cancer in which she has been dealing with alone. Before she had surgery, I remember she would say that she was only using someone else's oxygen. In my opinion, she has things to live for. Maybe that's just me.

Then there's my sister's pet fish. The poor thing has battled with pop eye twice in his life. Recently, he's fallen victim of fin rot. I don't know why. Maybe he's too stressed. The family was here for a month. Perhaps the water ph is too agressive for him. My fish have never suffered those kind of diseases. Yet he doesn't give up. He keeps on swimming. He eats his usual meals. He even asks for seconds.

How can a human simply let go of life and an animal hold on to it?

I don't get it.

Happy Birthday Mike

I don't know what's it like to make it past 30, but Mike made it over and beyond by hitting the 31 marker today. Trying to do the same as he did on my birthday, I sent him a text message on the stroke of midnight. I woke up 5 minutes beofre to send it, then went back to sleep.

Blanca and i went present shopping. We got some nice balloons. Of course my incluence could be seen with the star themed balloon and the blue in the combination. We got some neat little trinkets and a huge box.

The three of us signed his birthday card filled with lovely messages. Specially Roger. Blanca suggested we number the trinkets and make like a scavenger hunt. Before lunch we put it all in the box.

I went to the mall to get the small ice cream cake and the ? candle. Of course by the time I got back, he was already sitting at my computer and had seen the stuff. So we lit the candle, made him blow it out and started to see the stuff inside the box.

I guess Blanca, Rogelio and I enjoyed remembering the mischevious things we wrote and did that actually seeing Mike's reaction. Inside the box were the following things in order.


1 Buzz Lightyear
2 nerds
3 crunch
4 cookies&chocolate
5 cards
6 amazing
7 cookies&cream
8 kranky
9 nerds gum
10 ice cream cup

I hope he doesn't get used to the royal treatment

Happy Birthday Midget

Midget at a recent party tortured by Wilde

Five. Five is the number of instability and imbalance, indicating change and uncertainty.They are adventurous, energetic and willing to take risks. They enjoy travel and meeting new people but may not stay in one place very long.

Today my evil midget turns 5. Life has blessed us with this evil critter. What you were expecting me to say little angel, as if. Seeing him become independent makes me realize the responsibility I have towards him.

What can I say about him that he doesn't know. He practically knows everything. He's the son I haven't had. The light of my eyes. My spoiled brat. My young padawan. My precocious flirt. My little boy. He just crossed the fine line of being a toddler and turned into a little boy.

And I still haven't bought the present

I found you my love!

Me sipping my Mudslide

Long ago, my brother Ian and I said that we preferred sweet drinks to neutralize the evil within. I have two favorite drinks, piña colada and mudslide. In Mexico, it's easy to come across a piña colada. It's the most comon flavor.

Then there's the mudslide, a chocoholic favorite. The first time I knew about it, it was while I was preparing a class on chocolate flavored drinks. The first time I tried it, it was at TGIFriday's. It was love at first taste.

Friday's closed at Monterrey about 5 years ago. I remember the last time we went because Wilde and I were gonna take Lex. She was close to having Midget. Midget is gonna be 5 in a few days.

Today, Sara, Betty and I went to Starbucks San Agustin's Friends and Family. We were there to cheer on Eddie. Once the whole thing was over, we said our good byes and went to dinner. Sara and I ended up at Applebee's. Betty couldn't make it and Super Salads was packed.

Once we got seated, the host opened the beverages menu. There it was. Love at second sight. A beautiful cup filled with a mudslide. I had to have it. The largest one they had. After the cup was delivered to my table, I simply grabbed it and started sipping.

So close and I didn't know where to find you

Parenting

We're different. We come from different backgrounds. And aside from that, we want similar things in life, we see a child's upbringing with similar views.

You have everything to be a great dad. I just hope you're the twins dad.

My twins that is

No secrets

I can't keep a secret from you anymore. You recognize my mood swings. You understand the changes in my voice. The look on my face or the shining in my eyes. You've seen more of me than others have. You know the moment when my voice is going to crack and I'm about to cry.

I just love you for that

Long time

I really missed you. I've always been used to having you around. Maybe not physically with me, but knowing that you are close always conforts me.

It was great to recieve your call. I didn't expect to see you this week. I had a migrane that hurt like hell. I was about to cancel. I got scolded for that. Someone told me that I really needed to see you.

It's true, I needed to see you. To have you around at least for a couple of hours. You're so much fun. You make me feel alive again. You make me bring out the funny kid inside me. I thank God for giving me the chance of spending at least dinner with you.

I just missed you bro

Comfort

We talked today. I told you I wasn't feeling that good. You were concerned. You promised you would come back later. You did. I cried a river and I told you. I thanked you for being there for me.

You said we had stuff to talk about tomorrow. I dread my biggest nightmare will come true. You loving someone.

And that someone not being me

Confusion Maxima

I'm not brave. I'm not pretty. I'm not smart. And definetly I'm no pixie. Yet that hasn't stopped the brave (or stupid according to my brother) men that have been involved with me throughout my lifetime.

I have a knack of falling into my Ron-Hermionie relationships. I can't be with someone that isn't my friend first. One of the things that I have to put up with is seeing them fall in and out of like or lust with someone. I've learned to lose and suffered heavy heartbreaks, but they have made me stronger.

Then there's you. So similar yet so different from me. I still don't understand why I love spending time with you. I guess it's because I can simply let go and be myself. I don't have to fake, and I don't have to pretend that I'm not someone else. You understand things that others don't get from me. You give me the extra push that I need to make tough desicions. You know exactly how to brighten my day, even when I'm all gloomy. You have the strange ability to make me feel safe.

Today, my biggest fear came true. You told me about having found your perfect match. Obviously, you weren't talking about me. The usual mix of emotions arises. Anger, because I haven't had the guts to tell you what I feel for you. Sadness, because I might lose you. Happiness, because I see you smile. Fear, that I'll lose you. Which has been the only feeling that has held me back from kissing you when we're alone.

Perhaps it's time to step up and tell you exactly what's going on in my mind. Maybe the time has come to take the challenge. It's the typical lose-lose situation. If you don't feel anything for me, I might lose you, but if I don't tell you, I might lose you as well to someone else.

Something to make you feel proud, I don't cry for J anymore, my tears are for you.

It shouldn't

It shouldn't bother me. Hell, I shouldn't care. Don't ask me why, byt it hit me. I'm supposed to be completely over you. Yet the news that you'll be a father shocks me. You didn't want children. You were scared of them. Now you're 6 months from being a father.

I hope this is what you want in life. Tough luck for you that you're predictions went wrong and you ended up with a little girl. Hope she doesn't turn out to be a dyke like her mother. I kinda feel sorry for the kid, with a mother like that and a father that is only a slave.

I hope she doesn't get your nose, nor her big ass

Akward Situations

I've always supported my sisters. I've backed them up with their strange desicions. Lex staying with her complicated husband and Wilde dealing with a freshly divorced boyfriend with 2 kids.

So, I don't remember exactly how Lex and I ended up being invited to Chuy's kid's birthday party. I honestly don't feel any affection towards these children, but we had no option but to back up Wilde during her first event as the father's girlfriend.

I must say, it was pretty interesting. Don't know the kind of relationship he has with his former wife, but it's just to strange seeing them together acting like a normal family. Of course you could sense the tension from the kid's mom's relatives. We were intruding a family moment.

And still the things we go through just for support