7 months??? really?

Has it really been 7 months since my last post??? wow...where the hell have I been? I can easily say Facebook, but that would be a lie...well, kind of. I started Facebook about 3-4 weeks ago. That crap is addicting!....I thought about "twittering?"....."twattering"??? I dunno, but either way, I decided not to. I think that would be 100x more addicting than Facebook. Its like a constant status update. I dont know that I would want my friends knowing what the hell I'm doing every 2 minutes and I'm pretty sure they wouldn't WANT to know either. What if I'm busy doing stuff like...well, never mind. I wont go there.

Ok, lets see...whats been going on these past months? Jordan had his surgery FINALLY in January....he did great! He'll get the casts off April 14th. WOO HOO! I don't think he could care either way....he's grown so used to them.

Ummmmm...what else??? OH! Jonathan is engaged! Yup....he proposed in August of last year to Rachel Herrera. She's a good girl. He picked a good one. Also, they both graduated from Apollo College and are now both massage therapists.....its great having them around!

Mike's brother, Alan just got married on Saturday (April 4th) to a great gal by the Elissa. Mike was able to go to the wedding in New Jersey. He had a great time! Took some awesome pics of New York! I'll post them.....one day.

On a sad note, my Grandmother passed away on Feb. 26th. Rick and I drove out to San Benito, TX for the funeral. While the occasion was sad, it was still good to see family members that we hadn't seen in years.

Well, wow, I think that's it for the last 7 months. Doesn't seem like much, but man, its been a whirlwind!

I promise, I'll get those pics of NY up soon......very soon.....hopefully. =)

its been a long time!

Hi everyone! Sorry its been so long since I've posted anything. I could say that I've been busy, and that is the truth, partially, but the fact is this: I've been lazy.


I wanted to give everyone an update on my baby, Jordan. He had a dr's appt (CP Clinic) yesterday and is doing WONDERFUL! He's gaining weight and has grown 2 inches since his last visit in April. He will be having surgery November 20th on his feet. Its a surgery that Mike and I are both looking forward to.....sorta. Of course, we hate to see him in any kind of pain, but this will be good for him. His left foot turns in and makes it a bit hard to put a shoe on, and on the other foot his toes are curled up and that makes it even harder. Right now he wears house slippers, which I'm sure is hot in the summer. Sandals arent even an option. Poor lil fella.

Anyway, I've added some pictures of my baby to this blog. Enjoy.




Uncle Joaquin and Jordan

Dad and lil Man























Stunna shades!!

22 years and counting

Its been awhile since I've posted something, but I've been busy.....busy as hell! I've been working alone in the office w/the day job and last week the new guy started, and I've been showing him the ropes. Sorry everyone!

Ok, for todays posting, I want to talk about my husband, Mike and our marriage of 22 years......yup, 22 YEARS! And talk about the fun we've had on the way! He's my best friend, my lover and my court jester. LOL!!! See what I mean??? How many men do you know have the balls to put on a Hannah Montana wig??

Mike is a great dad too....

Thats him w/Jordan, our youngest lil monkey. Arent they just damn cute together???

And this is us, last year at Jonathan's graduation (5/2007)

I'm lucky, I'm not gonna even lie.

There's one argument that sticks out in my mind. It happened shortly after we were married and I was damn pissed at him for some stupid reason or another, so I yelled "You're sleeping on the couch tonight! I dont want you in the same bed". He kindly climbed into bed and said "Babe, if you dont want to be near me, then you can take your ass to the couch tonight, because this is my bed too and I'M SLEEPING IN IT!" He turned over and went right to sleep. I was furious! But my butt stayed in the bed too! (make up sex is the best! LOL!)

Like I've said, Mike is the family man. He loves his kids and is very proud of them and their accomplishments no matter how big or little. He's always been there for me as well. Always encouraging me to do the best I can.

I hope he knows how proud we are of him and all of his accomplishments.

I LOVE YOU BABE! AND HERES TO ANOTHER 22!! I cant wait to grow old with you......oh wait, we already are old!

THANK YOU!

On this Memorial Day weekend I want to, 1st and foremost, thank all of our men and women in uniform, past, present and future. I also want to thank their spouses. ALL of you are TRUE American Hero's. Your service to this beautiful country that we call home is extraordinary and so very appreciated. Thank God for you. And I thank God for my personal friends in uniform: SFC Crupper; SFC Lenton; Capt. Peters; Capt McDaniel; TSGT. Ramirez; TSGT. Barela and, the countless other people that I have the pleasure of working with. All of you are always in my thoughts and prayers. Next, I wanna thank my Daddy for his service. He proudly served in the U.S.A.F. for 20 years, so that makes me a proud military brat! I can remember Daddy coming home after work and the 1st thing he did was whistle that special tune that belonged to only him. I'd come tearing out of my room, or out the kitchen to jump into his arms and give him a kiss! How handsome he looked in his uniform!!! Thats him at the top of the page too, which I believe was when he was in the Nat'l Guard.

His military career started rather early, here is w/his brothers at Mount Sacred Heart Catholic Military School. I'm sorry, but that just sounds like a nightmare....a Catholic AND a military school????? I had a feeling nun's wore combat boots!...(I'm going to hell for that one, I'm SURE!)That's him 3rd from the left, along w/his brothers, from left to right: Uncle Joe, Uncle Mike, (Daddy), and Uncle Frank. They look none too happy, and who could blame them for crying out loud! THEY WERE AT A CATHOLIC/MILITARY SCHOOL!!!! I cant get past that.....there's a joke there somewhere......

Here he is w/Uncle Frank: (dad is on the right)

Dad looks like scared crapless and Uncle Frank looks like he's in for the time of his life!

The memories I have of being a military brat are very special to me. I was fortunate enough to have my dad always close by, except when he was stationed at Goose Bay Labrador.

And the only thing I remember about that remote tour was him coming home. I think I was about 3? I'll never forget the day I remember actually seeing him. We were at my grandmothers flower shop in Texas and there was this strange man peeking at me from around the cash register....I wasn't scared, I knew deep down this man wouldn't hurt me. God I love him!

So Dad, thank you. Thank you for your service, thank you for making such wonderful memories for me and thanks for the continued memories that we make. I love you so much and I'm proud to say that you served in the United States Air Force. You served your country well, and you're my hero.

Next, but not least, by any means, I want to thank my brother Louie for his time that he served in the United States Air Force! He was as equally handsome in his uniform:

And I want to thank him for protecting the streets of ABQ while in law enforcement. You helped keep my kids safe. And now you get to retire with pride, and MUCH respect. You're a true hero in my eyes.

He isn't in uniform in this picture, but you get the idea:

handsome devil!

I have lots of memories growing up w/him too....but I wont get into that on this blog, we'll save that for another blog that's dedicated to a trip down memory lane. (Here's a bit of a spoiler: HE WAS GOD AWFUL MEAN TO ME!!!!) I love you too Louie!

To all of our men and women in uniform, please keep safe! You're always in my thoughts and prayers, and again, THANK YOU SO MUCH!!!

Seriously

Ok, so my daughter is out of town and I decide to do a "surprise make-over" to her room. I had a STRONG feeling that I was getting in over my head, and guess what....I WAS RIGHT!...I could show the before pictures, but I won't. I don't want the health inspectors at my house next week, thank you very much. So, I finally finish for the day (mind you, FOR THE DAY) and I decide to jump on the computer and I look at my horoscope and I kid you not, this is what it says, (seriously):

You might wake up this morning, look around you, and decide that you want to spend as much time as possible working on your home, dear Gemini. You could well be bored with your decor, and want to make some changes. Spend the day coming up with ideas, then in the evening try to analyze the situation and see what's feasible at this time. Most likely you'll be able to do some of what you want, but not all.

Talk about hitting the nail on the head!! Sometimes my horoscope just freaks me out...that's why I hardly look at it.

Anyway, she's in for a surprise when she gets home on Tuesday. I think she has a good idea of what I'm doing, but I think she thinks I'm just cleaning up, not changing the decor, etc. I can't wait to see the expression on her face when she realizes that I actually went through her dresser drawers and heaven forbid, THREW STUFF AWAY!!! I haven't come across anything incriminating, which is a good thing, and it confirms my belief that my daughter is a good girl. Maybe not so good with the cleaning aspects of life, but she'll learn..right????

1st he did it, then she did it

High School Graduation.....1st my son did it (5/07):

then, my daughter did it (5/08):

wow....unreal....do you realize how OLD I FEEL????

I can remember when the 2 of them fought consistently, well, ok they still do, even at the age of 20 and 18. Its ridiculous. But on graduation night ('08) I realized that their constant bickering at each other is really nothing at all except siblings being siblings. How do I know this? Read on.....you'll understand.

Well, as I sat there chatting with a friend my son overheard me say how I'll be crying when they say her name, etc etc.....he turned around and said "mom, this is happy occasion, there's no need to cry". Yeah, right. .....remembering his graduation the previous year, I knew this one would be no different.

The band played Pomp and Circumstance, (you know, the march that will play in your head for the entire week AFTER GRADUATION) and I got a bit teary. The speakers spoke, which I could hardly hear due to the excessive talking, and laughing. It was so annoying. Why didnt I say anything you ask?? Quite frankly, I didnt want my face rearranged. So anyway!......at last they call my daughters name, her cheering section yelled and hollered, and I cried, not because of sadness of course. More out of pride, love and the memories I have when she started her school career at the tender age of 2 1/2....and I cried because now her education IS GOING TO COST ME!!!.....but as I stood there cheering her on, my son, my 20 year old son, her brother that gets on her nerves, the brother that says to her "you get on my nerves" turned to look at me and this is what i saw:

Yes, folks.....these are tears......and as his sister put it, "I made my brother cry without even trying". As my son and I laughed and cried, all he could say was "I'm so proud of her". I think that made me cry even more.

Jerkie kids...who ever said they could grow up?

Not sure.....

I've never done anything like this before....ever. So, I'm not sure if it'll last...

I've read several blogs, my personal favorite being 15 Minute Lunch. (thats a shout out to JV), and compared to some of the bloggers out there, I just dont know if I can hang w/ya'll!! So, be patient w/me folks, and I'll do my best.