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Tuesday, June 30, 2015
Vacation + Murphy's Law = Disaster!
So this year, I took my "annual" vacation a few months earlier than usual, because I will be way to close to my due date to do it later on.. Anyway, it seemed like the entire time I was gone everything that could go wrong, went wrong.
My first week, I was in a car accident. I was leaving the other "Spice Girl's" house, turning left at an intersection, when I was t-boned by a lady in a green bug. My car spun around, and as soon as it stopped moving, I jumped out, ran around to the other side, and removed my child from her car seat. I stood there trying to comfort her when the other driver decided it would be a good idea to approach me and repeatedly apologize, saying "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Over and over again!
Then two days later, my nephew was in a car accident. He and his girlfriend went over a cliff, and she died. I was so numb when I read the news report. I had just seen them the night before. It honestly seemed like any and every bad thing possible was happening..
A week later, we went to Salt Lake City to pick up my youngest sibling who had been visiting family. On the way home, my mom's car broke down.. It was hot! I was cranky. Why was all this happening..
I decided I needed to fly home and surprise my husband for our anniversary. Upon my arrival, we discovered that his 10 year old ferret was sick. We watched over him for a night, and fed him through a syringe. When it was clear that he wasn't doing any better, we took him to the vet. She told us he had pancreatic cancer, and that there wasn't much she could do. So we had to put him to sleep to end his suffering.
June has been a horrible month for me.. All I can say is that I am really hoping something amazing happens in July. I don't think I can handle anymore pain, sadness or heartache!
My first week, I was in a car accident. I was leaving the other "Spice Girl's" house, turning left at an intersection, when I was t-boned by a lady in a green bug. My car spun around, and as soon as it stopped moving, I jumped out, ran around to the other side, and removed my child from her car seat. I stood there trying to comfort her when the other driver decided it would be a good idea to approach me and repeatedly apologize, saying "I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Over and over again!
Then two days later, my nephew was in a car accident. He and his girlfriend went over a cliff, and she died. I was so numb when I read the news report. I had just seen them the night before. It honestly seemed like any and every bad thing possible was happening..
A week later, we went to Salt Lake City to pick up my youngest sibling who had been visiting family. On the way home, my mom's car broke down.. It was hot! I was cranky. Why was all this happening..
I decided I needed to fly home and surprise my husband for our anniversary. Upon my arrival, we discovered that his 10 year old ferret was sick. We watched over him for a night, and fed him through a syringe. When it was clear that he wasn't doing any better, we took him to the vet. She told us he had pancreatic cancer, and that there wasn't much she could do. So we had to put him to sleep to end his suffering.
June has been a horrible month for me.. All I can say is that I am really hoping something amazing happens in July. I don't think I can handle anymore pain, sadness or heartache!
Wednesday, January 28, 2015
My Weekend Had WAY More Drama Than Yours!
This is going to be the most colorful thing I have ever posted on the internet.. And by colorful, I mean you should probably be 18 if you plan to read it. It is nothing sexual, but lets just say if I were speaking on live television, all you would hear is a continuous beep!
So let me be one of the 9 million people to be the "first to say," that marriage sucks. I mean yeah, if you are both committed it can be the most amazing adventure of your life, but if you aren't both trying to make it work, it wont. I have been married for 2 years, and don't get me wrong, the first 2 seconds were great! It isn't until after the sparks have gone out and the bills start appearing, that you start to realize there is more to marriage than just babies and sex. Sure, you can change your last name which is exciting, until you realize how much paperwork you have to fill out all over the place. Then, after going through all that, you have to face the fact that you are stuck with a bunch of crazies.
When I got married, I thought I was marrying my husband. Let me say that I was getting way more than I bargained for! I married my husband, but I also apparently married his ENTIRE family.
Now, 2 years in, we have a daughter, and we live with my husbands parents, and his brother. Which isn't actually uncommon here in NYC. If only his family had common courtesy. My daughter isn't even one yet, she is a typical baby. She makes messes, screams and acts like a baby should. But according to my mother in law, I should follow her around like the people that scoop horse shit. Are you kidding me?!
My daughter was in her walker, and eating rice.. Which is the messiest combination. She hadn't even been done eating for 5 seconds when the MIL came in saying, "Here's the deal, here's the deal. If you don't clean it, she don't eat." ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? SHE IS A BABY.. BABIES MAKE MESSES.. If you can't handle that you are a fucking idiot!
So since she has no sence of communication, she starts bitching and saying that I am lazy and don't take care of my daughter. I am not someone that is used to being talked to like a dirty dish rag, so I stand up for myself, and Dominicans being the way they are, everyone just had to get involved. The MIL kept running her mouth, saying that she is my husbands mom and my baby's grandma, and that my daughter isn't just MY baby. Are you for real... You just said that she can't eat and now you are going to say that she is YOUR grandbaby..
By this point, I was sick of hearing her shit and yelled at her to shut up. My FIL had to add his two cents and yell at me to show my MIL respect and that I cant talk to her like that, and that I should GET OUT.. EXSCUSE ME ASSHOLE, MY HUSBAND PAYS RENT TOO.. BACK OFF!
Bottom line, I am so sick of being taken for granted and walked all over like a public bathroom floor. I can't exactly say that I regret having gotten married, because I absolutely cannot imagine my life without my baby, but I can say that I am done being ignored. I deserve better, and I can't spend the rest of my life waiting!
So let me be one of the 9 million people to be the "first to say," that marriage sucks. I mean yeah, if you are both committed it can be the most amazing adventure of your life, but if you aren't both trying to make it work, it wont. I have been married for 2 years, and don't get me wrong, the first 2 seconds were great! It isn't until after the sparks have gone out and the bills start appearing, that you start to realize there is more to marriage than just babies and sex. Sure, you can change your last name which is exciting, until you realize how much paperwork you have to fill out all over the place. Then, after going through all that, you have to face the fact that you are stuck with a bunch of crazies.
When I got married, I thought I was marrying my husband. Let me say that I was getting way more than I bargained for! I married my husband, but I also apparently married his ENTIRE family.
Now, 2 years in, we have a daughter, and we live with my husbands parents, and his brother. Which isn't actually uncommon here in NYC. If only his family had common courtesy. My daughter isn't even one yet, she is a typical baby. She makes messes, screams and acts like a baby should. But according to my mother in law, I should follow her around like the people that scoop horse shit. Are you kidding me?!
My daughter was in her walker, and eating rice.. Which is the messiest combination. She hadn't even been done eating for 5 seconds when the MIL came in saying, "Here's the deal, here's the deal. If you don't clean it, she don't eat." ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? SHE IS A BABY.. BABIES MAKE MESSES.. If you can't handle that you are a fucking idiot!
So since she has no sence of communication, she starts bitching and saying that I am lazy and don't take care of my daughter. I am not someone that is used to being talked to like a dirty dish rag, so I stand up for myself, and Dominicans being the way they are, everyone just had to get involved. The MIL kept running her mouth, saying that she is my husbands mom and my baby's grandma, and that my daughter isn't just MY baby. Are you for real... You just said that she can't eat and now you are going to say that she is YOUR grandbaby..
By this point, I was sick of hearing her shit and yelled at her to shut up. My FIL had to add his two cents and yell at me to show my MIL respect and that I cant talk to her like that, and that I should GET OUT.. EXSCUSE ME ASSHOLE, MY HUSBAND PAYS RENT TOO.. BACK OFF!
Bottom line, I am so sick of being taken for granted and walked all over like a public bathroom floor. I can't exactly say that I regret having gotten married, because I absolutely cannot imagine my life without my baby, but I can say that I am done being ignored. I deserve better, and I can't spend the rest of my life waiting!
Monday, January 19, 2015
"Somewhere in America" (Belissa Escoloedo, Zariya Allen, Rhiannon McGavin)
And now for something meaningful--
here in America in every single state
they have a set of standards for every subject
a collection of lessons that the teacher's
required to teach by the end of the term
but the greatest lessons you will ever teach us
will not come from your syllabus.
the greatest lessons you will ever teach us
you will not even remember
you never told us what we weren't allowed to say
we just learned how to hold our tongues
now somewhere in America there is a child
holding a copy of "Catcher in the Rye"
and there is a child holding a gun.
but only one of these things have been banned
by their state government and
it's not the one that can rip through flesh
it's the one that says "fuck you"
on more pages than one
because we must control what the people say
how they think.
and if they wanna become the overseer
of their own selves
then we'll show them a real one
and somewhere in America
there's a child sitting at his mother's computer
reading the homepage of the KKK's website
and that's open to the public
but that child will have never read
"To Kill a Mockingbird"
because his school has banned it
for its use of the n-word
Maya Angelou is prohibited
because we're not allowed to talk
about rape in school
we were taught that just because
something happens doesn't mean
you are to talk about it
they build us brand-new shopping malls
so that we'll forget where we're really standing
on the bones of the Hispanics
on the bones of the slaves
on the bones of the Native Americans
on the bones of those who fought just to speak
trans-continental railroad to Japanese internment camps
there are things missing from our history books
but we were taught that
it is better to be silent
than to make them uncomfortable
somewhere in America
private school girls
search for hours through boutiques
trying to find the prom dress of their dreams
while kids on the south side spend hours
searching through the lost and found
'cause winter's coming soon
and that's the only jacket they have
kids are late to class for working the midnight shift
they give awards for best attendance
but not for keeping your family off the streets
these kids will call your music "ghetto"
they will tell you you don't talk right
then they'll get in the backseat
of a car with all their friends
singing about how they're
"about that life"
and "we can't stop"
somewhere in America
schools are promoting self-confidence
while they whip out their scales
and shout out your body fat percentage in class
where the heftier girls are hiding away
and the slim/fit beauties can't help but giggle with pride
the preppy kids go thrift shopping
because they think it sounds real fun
but we go because that's all we've got money for
'cause Mamma works for the city
Mamma only gets paid once a month
somewhere in America
a girl is getting felt up by a grown man on the subway
she's still in her school uniform and that's part of the appeal
it's hard to run in knee-socks and Mary-Janes
and all her male teachers know it, too
coaches cover up star-players
raping freshmen after the dance
women are killed for rejecting dates
but God forbid I bring my girlfriend to prom
a girl is blackout drunk at the after-party
take a picture before her wounds wake her
how many pimples is your sanity worth?
what's a 4.0 to a cold jury?
what'd you learn in class today?
don't walk fast
don't speak loud
keep your hands to yourself
keep your head down
keep your eyes on your own paper
if you don't know the answer
fill in 'c'
always wear ear buds
when you ride the bus alone
if you feel like someone's following you
pretend you're on the phone
My teacher never fails
only you do
every state in America
the greatest lessons
are
the
ones
you
don't
remember
learning
here in America in every single state
they have a set of standards for every subject
a collection of lessons that the teacher's
required to teach by the end of the term
but the greatest lessons you will ever teach us
will not come from your syllabus.
the greatest lessons you will ever teach us
you will not even remember
you never told us what we weren't allowed to say
we just learned how to hold our tongues
now somewhere in America there is a child
holding a copy of "Catcher in the Rye"
and there is a child holding a gun.
but only one of these things have been banned
by their state government and
it's not the one that can rip through flesh
it's the one that says "fuck you"
on more pages than one
because we must control what the people say
how they think.
and if they wanna become the overseer
of their own selves
then we'll show them a real one
and somewhere in America
there's a child sitting at his mother's computer
reading the homepage of the KKK's website
and that's open to the public
but that child will have never read
"To Kill a Mockingbird"
because his school has banned it
for its use of the n-word
Maya Angelou is prohibited
because we're not allowed to talk
about rape in school
we were taught that just because
something happens doesn't mean
you are to talk about it
they build us brand-new shopping malls
so that we'll forget where we're really standing
on the bones of the Hispanics
on the bones of the slaves
on the bones of the Native Americans
on the bones of those who fought just to speak
trans-continental railroad to Japanese internment camps
there are things missing from our history books
but we were taught that
it is better to be silent
than to make them uncomfortable
somewhere in America
private school girls
search for hours through boutiques
trying to find the prom dress of their dreams
while kids on the south side spend hours
searching through the lost and found
'cause winter's coming soon
and that's the only jacket they have
kids are late to class for working the midnight shift
they give awards for best attendance
but not for keeping your family off the streets
these kids will call your music "ghetto"
they will tell you you don't talk right
then they'll get in the backseat
of a car with all their friends
singing about how they're
"about that life"
and "we can't stop"
somewhere in America
schools are promoting self-confidence
while they whip out their scales
and shout out your body fat percentage in class
where the heftier girls are hiding away
and the slim/fit beauties can't help but giggle with pride
the preppy kids go thrift shopping
because they think it sounds real fun
but we go because that's all we've got money for
'cause Mamma works for the city
Mamma only gets paid once a month
somewhere in America
a girl is getting felt up by a grown man on the subway
she's still in her school uniform and that's part of the appeal
it's hard to run in knee-socks and Mary-Janes
and all her male teachers know it, too
coaches cover up star-players
raping freshmen after the dance
women are killed for rejecting dates
but God forbid I bring my girlfriend to prom
a girl is blackout drunk at the after-party
take a picture before her wounds wake her
how many pimples is your sanity worth?
what's a 4.0 to a cold jury?
what'd you learn in class today?
don't walk fast
don't speak loud
keep your hands to yourself
keep your head down
keep your eyes on your own paper
if you don't know the answer
fill in 'c'
always wear ear buds
when you ride the bus alone
if you feel like someone's following you
pretend you're on the phone
My teacher never fails
only you do
every state in America
the greatest lessons
are
the
ones
you
don't
remember
learning
Saturday, January 17, 2015
Toys R Us..? More like Giant R Us......
Call me a tourist, but I absolutely love Time Square.. All the people (even though most of them are assholes,) all the street vendors, even though most of them smell like pot, all the stores.. I am not kidding when I say that Time Square has the biggest Toys R Us that I have EVER seen in my life. It has 2 main floors, a lower level and a 3rd floor with a little arcade. It is positively ridiculous!
I went in there for the first time yesterday, and I was in there for almost 3 hours! And I never even made it to the lower level. I know it's called "Toys R Us" but I think I was more fascinated than any of the kids there!
They have a little Willy Wonka themed area with giant sized boxes of Nerds and so much more. There is also another area with candy.. Like 2 pound Gummy Bears, and boxes of candy the size of a box of cereal containing 1.5 pounds of gummy worms and such.. CRAZY!!!
There is FERRIS WHEEL inside the store reaching all the levels in the store! There is a Tyrannosaurs Rex that is probably the size of a school bus on end.. There is a truck being held up by Superman.. Its pretty fantastic!
I can't wait to go back and spend 3 more hours just wandering around...
I went in there for the first time yesterday, and I was in there for almost 3 hours! And I never even made it to the lower level. I know it's called "Toys R Us" but I think I was more fascinated than any of the kids there!
They have a little Willy Wonka themed area with giant sized boxes of Nerds and so much more. There is also another area with candy.. Like 2 pound Gummy Bears, and boxes of candy the size of a box of cereal containing 1.5 pounds of gummy worms and such.. CRAZY!!!
There is FERRIS WHEEL inside the store reaching all the levels in the store! There is a Tyrannosaurs Rex that is probably the size of a school bus on end.. There is a truck being held up by Superman.. Its pretty fantastic!
I can't wait to go back and spend 3 more hours just wandering around...
Monday, January 12, 2015
My Turn
I have been informed that it is my turn and I guess this time it can't be dummy text. I don't think any of us really know where we're going with this blog, but we'll figure it out on the way.
Well, what better day to make a post than my birthday. I don't feel equipped to be the age that I am going to be a pi o'clock this afternoon.
Because Katy Perry is my spirit animal and because it is also my birthday today, here is a video involving both of those.
k bye
Well, what better day to make a post than my birthday. I don't feel equipped to be the age that I am going to be a pi o'clock this afternoon.
Because Katy Perry is my spirit animal and because it is also my birthday today, here is a video involving both of those.
k bye
Wednesday, January 7, 2015
Mommy Issues....
It is time to get back into the workout groove! My daughter is almost a year old already, and I can't keep using her as an excuse. I need to lose this baby weight!
My workouts will consist of Leg, Butt and Abs workouts! I just feel so sluggish.. (Yes DS, I know you want to hear about my weight problems..) I am seeing a lot of squats in my very near future.
I miss normal sized clothing, meaning the ones without an "x" before the large.
Anyway, I am going to keep this short and sweet!
My workouts will consist of Leg, Butt and Abs workouts! I just feel so sluggish.. (Yes DS, I know you want to hear about my weight problems..) I am seeing a lot of squats in my very near future.
I miss normal sized clothing, meaning the ones without an "x" before the large.
Anyway, I am going to keep this short and sweet!
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