Dear Maxaroni, My sweet boy. Did you know were named after a Roman general? We almost named you Hannibal-you'll learn about him later (trust me, your dad had about 100 books about him). He famously said "We will find the way or create it." Those words helped me power through the shock and fear I … Continue reading Dear Max, You’re High Risk
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Mimosas with the Espoas II
We made our hubbies answer some preguntas...and they have some 'splaining to do! Oh, and Dani almost died! Que susto! Check it out below
Cultura vs. Consistency
I am a 2nd generation Latina. Well, 1 and a half if you want to get really technical. My father was born in the U.S. and my mom was born in Mexico. My dad’s family eventually moved back to Mexico. But it was a border town, and he attended school in the U.S., and my … Continue reading Cultura vs. Consistency
Esposa Barbie
I have a pretty united family. I'm lucky to be close to 2nd and even 3rd cousins. I have a 2nd cousin who comes from a family of GORGEOUS people. 4 sisters who are just a bunch of models. Tiny frames, long dark locks of hair, who've birthed the most beautiful babies with the tiniest of baby … Continue reading Esposa Barbie
Pico de Gallo: Handle with Care!
Once upon a time, my Esposo and I were newly-weds and I learned a valuable lesson on how water is not always your friend. Esposo was having his first guy hangout at the house...some Fraternity event, so no women allowed. Except me of course, because someone had to cook, right? Yes, that sounds sexist. But … Continue reading Pico de Gallo: Handle with Care!
My cama game strong! Or, why I make the bed everyday
I will fully admit, I can be messy. Not dirty, but messy-there is a difference. Like, my clothes may be piled up everywhere on the closet, bathroom, and bedroom floors, but my bed? Hunty, it will be on point. My Madre would be so proud. A typical morning in high school consisted of me gathering … Continue reading My cama game strong! Or, why I make the bed everyday
My mom is MAGIC
Earlier this week, I dropped the baby off at my mom's place, while I went to pick up hubby and kiddos from work. Upon my arrival following convo happens: Mom: "Mi'ja [Daughter], Que hago para cenar [What do I make for dinner]?" Me: "Well...You're boiling chicken" Mom: "Yeah, but that's just cause I didn't … Continue reading My mom is MAGIC
