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
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
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
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!
WARNING: In this post I may sound ungrateful and just plain bitchy...but hear me out. I'm coming from a place of love. On Friday I saw a piece written by Abi Oborne in the HuffPost about how she's not lucky to have a husband who's a good father. Basically stating that they're his children too, … Continue reading Please Stop Being Such a Great Dad.
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
Months ago, my old boss arranged for me to get floor seat tickets to a concert I only dreamed of going to as an awkward teen raging out to rock music in my room sorting through my rhinestone cuffs and plaid skirts..Manson and Smashing Pumpkins! BONUS: Smashing Pumpkins are on of Esposo's favorite bands! … Continue reading date night!
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