My Baby

I call my nephew Andy "My Baby". How can I explain the love I have for him? I guess the only thing that comes close is parental love even though I'm not a parent. All I know is that my baby and I have had a special bond since he was a toddler. As soon as he learned to write I started getting school pictures with the cutest dedications on the back. I would babysit him and his siblings a lot when my cousins were going to night school. We would talk, wrestle, and then his sister and I would dog pile him. I absolutely love all my nieces and nephews but I cannot deny the special bond that I have with Andy. Is it because we're both Capricorns and our birthdays are two days apart?

He's a wonderful son, sibling, grandson, and nephew. I can go on and on with how wonderful he is and the reasons why but this blog post would be too long. All I know is that I love him very much and that I'm very proud of the person he is.

Today my baby called me. I automatically thought he was calling because he needed something. About 5 minutes into the conversation I realized that he was just calling to chat with me. That's it, no other motive. My 21 yr old college town nephew just wanted to talk to his Tia. I felt so special! About 45 min into our conversation his phone died. His only charger was in the car so he got dressed and went to his car. He waited 5 min to charge his phone so he could call me back. We then proceeded to have another 45 min conversation. What 21 yr old does that? My baby that's who. :)

Xoxo...

The Mayan

I have so many great memories of The Mayan. I've been going there since I first turned 21 yrs old. That's 14 yrs!!

I partied there with many friends and met many people. There's a memory in every corner for me. I was there last night and couldn't stop thinking about all those memories. Especially the memory of a very special night when my friendship with a guy took a turn when he kissed me. I couldn't believe he kissed me! I had a big crush on this guy throughout high school but I never thought he would look at me in any other way than just friends. In fact he briefly dated my friend and I always thought he liked her. So that night we double dated and went to the Mayan. I went with someone and my friend and him went together. Even though their dating history was over 5 yrs old at that point I just always thought he still pined for her. So at one point during the evening my date takes my friend to dance. Not long after they leave he grabs my hand and takes me to a private corner and kisses me. I was floored! Here is my high school crush kissing me! After some intense kissing he takes me to the mezzanine level of the Mayan where we continue our intense kissing.

So what happened to my friend and my date? Apparently they looked for us and couldn't find us. We eventually emerged from the best kissing marathon I've had and went back to find them. The rest of the night is a blur. I have a feeling my date knew something was up because things were never the same with us after that night.

So what happened with me & my high school crush? Long story but as of now I see him on occasion. I just can't help but think how crazy life is and how crazy our story is.

Xoxo...

Crazy Idea

Well some people may think its crazy but I don't. I'm done waiting and "I ain't gettin' any younger."

I googled it and its within my reach. I can so do this. I will do this.

I'm feeling a little better now. Nervous but better. :)

Universe you put this idea in my head. I prayed to you and this morning I was enlightened with this idea.

I'm recording this moment right now because I feel it's important for me to look back on it. But I cannot openly share this yet. Some things need to fall into place first.

I'm happy about the possibility. :)

Xoxo

Breakfast

Yup, another breakfast picture. I love breakfast. This morning's breakfast was so simple yet delicious.

First I cut up red potatoes and fried them in coconut oil with some garlic salt and rosemary. Once the potatoes were done I made my egg scramble. Breakfast is not breakfast without an egg. :) I chopped onion, jalapeño, and tomato and cooked them for a couple of minutes. Then I added a little bit of soyrizo and two eggs. Lastly, I sprinkled a little bit of crumbled cotija cheese and warmed up tortillas for a tasty breakfast taco. I finished my meal with a cut orange to cleanse the palate after breakfast. Yum :)

This sounds like a lot of food but I pretty much made my breakfast for the week. I just toast an English muffin and warm up the egg scramble for a quick and yummy breakfast sandwich.

Nariz Aguileña

My week started off with a little self-esteem boost.  I had an older female client tell me I had gorgeous facial features.  My eyes, nose, etc.  She thought I was European and was completely surprised when I told her my background is Mexican.  At first I was a little thrown off by her comments but then I decided to accept them and feel awesome. 

The next day I had an older couple come in.  The wife had some banking to do and her husband was just their to keep her company.  While the wife was with my employee doing her banking her husband sat at my desk and the first thing out of his mouth was "You have very interesting features.  Your eyes and nose are very interesting."  At first I was like "Um okay... thank you?"  Then I switched to my usual "Yeah I know, I have big eyes."  He responded with "No I'm serious.  I'm an artist - a painter.  It's in my nature to pay attention to these things.  Your nose is called an aguileña nose. If you go visit my house you'll see that the women in my paintings have your eyes and nose. When my wife saw you she said 'Look at her, just like the women you paint'."  Oh wow, really?  Here's an artist that's telling me I remind him of his paintings.  I was totally flattered!  Um but Mr. Client, what is an aguileña nose?  The artist client of mine tells me that he's from Mexico and that my type or shape of nose is referred to that way after an eagles upper side of his beak.  Okay cool I thought.  I then told him that when I was a child I always dreamed of getting a nose job.  I hated the bump on my nose.  Mr. Client was horrified when I said this.  He said my nose is who I am.  My nose reflects my strong character and determination just like the eagle.  "There's a reason why you are here as a manager.  You likely have a strong character, sense of self, and determination."  Wow, he summed me up with just looking at my nose! Lol!  All joking aside, he really gave me a lot to think about because until that day I sometimes still wished the bump would be gone.  But not anymore.  That conversation shifted something within me.  I am beautiful enough to paint.  My eyes are beautifully large.  My nose is unique and strong and... beautiful. 

We continued a long conversation about art and his background.   As I mentioned earlier, he's Mexican and grew up in Mexico painting.  He told me he met all the greats, the maestros, like Diego Rivera, Frida Kahlo, Siquieros, Orozco.  He even studied under some of them.  That conversation led to a discussion about Mexico City and the beauty of it's history and architecture.  Then we continued on to writers and poets.  Which led to our last discussion topic - Sor Juana Ines De La Cruz.  The first woman to publish an argument for Women's Rights in the 1600's.  The next documented argument wasn't for more than a century.  That's over 100 years!!

I could keep going and going about our conversation and my initial research on Sor Juana but I will not.  That belongs in another post.  What I wanted to share with everyone first was how I finally came to be proud of my nariz aguileña.  Mr. Client did not leave until I promised him that I would not change my nose.  "Don't worry" I said, "I love my nose now."  Thank you Mr. Client! 

xoxo.... Nariz Aguileña Girl ;)