Mama..

So today we celebrate "Mexican Mothers Day". Before you judge and say 

"YOU LIVE IN AMERICA. THAT'S DUMB."

I say that I don't have to wait in a long line for a nice dinner with my mom because on American Mothers day all restaurants are jam packed with people. And I like to feel a little bit of my heritage sometimes. It's nice. And mothers day usually lands on a Sunday and as all good Latter-Day Saints know that you never buy or cause others to work on the Sabbath day. 

So today we took my mom out to dinner at the Cheesecake Factory. A favorite of the family. My mom loved it. I also made her soap. An attempted craft executed by my friend Jennifer and I. I haven't given it to her yet because I lack the motivation to drive to Jennifers house. And she sleeps during the day to work at night and I don't really want to bother her. So my mom is just gonna have to wait. 

I know how everyone talks about how amazing their mothers are and I know my mom isn't lacking in the AMAZING department. She's up there with the rest of the amazing moms. She made sure I had the best childhood and went to the best schools. She nurtured and cared for me. As most moms should. I look up to my mom. She is my role model. I don't know who or where I would be without her. I wish she was more computer savvy so she could see this post but I don't think that will happen anytime soon. 

I love you Mom.

Something that I only dreamed of..

Today was the day that I went to see my cousin Annie for the first time in 17 years. And of course I forgot the camera. (*next time I promise.) It was everything and more. Well actually in my over active imagination, I imagined something like one of those slow motion run and hugs like in the movies. But it didn't turn out that way. 

It started with me showing up to her little studio in San Diego. I was so nervous I couldn't even get out of the car. I brought the hubs for support. I finally got up the steps and down the hall to her place. I texted her and told her I was outside. As I got to her door, she texted me and said she wasn't home yet. Oh my gosh! You mean no slow run and hug? OK, I sat outside for a good 10 minutes by the time she pulled up with her sister Inez. One of my other beautiful cousins. Inez is older than us and I never really talked much to her as a child. At least I don't remember. Annie got out of the car and my friend was right. Its like not a day had gone by. I was so nervous though. What if she didn't like me? I mean, people change. But she gave me the longest and strongest hugs ever! I wanted to start crying but I didn't want to ruin the moment. She is so beautiful. I can't even describe how breathtaking she is. I just thought to myself... "I wish we would have grown up together."

Then came the beautiful Inez. She gave me a big hug. Again.. I shut down the water works. I also met the handsome Geo. What a cutie pie! And a chatterbox! I love to hear kids talk. I wish I could have recorded my brothers voice. I hope Inez records his. So precious. 

Well anyways, the girls took me to a nice Mexican restaurant called Miguels Cocina. Not like Miguels Jr. or anything. This food was to die for! Like no joke. We're gonna go again and for sure I will post a pic of that.

We went sight seeing around San Diego. Went over the Coronado bridge. Shared stories and ate ice cream. I saw a HUGE bookstore while we were driving. I hid my excitement but knew that we had to go back. It was like in an old movie theater. I have to go there!!! And yes of course I will take pictures. Dang I'm such a slacker. We ended the night early with promises of future get togethers. I'm so excited to see what the future holds for us. 

*By the way, sorry for the less than colorful blog posts. I'm still learning

17 years ago..

So just recently I had come in contact with my cousin Annie. We were 8 years old the last time we saw each other. And the closest of close. I can't exactly explain what happened between our families, because I'm not too sure on the details. All I can remember was my aunt showing up to my house with a big black trash bag full of toys and 3 of my cousins sitting in her car waiting to leave. Non of which were Annie. I begged my mom to let me open the toys but she told me that they were not mine. So I would sit there and look up at the closet where the toys were placed and knew that Annie and the rest of my cousins were never going to receive those toys that my uncle had bought for them. I also knew that I would never see Annie ever again.

I often wondered what it would have been like if we grew up together. The things we would talk about. Boys, school, fashion, etc. I wish she was there to plan my 15th birthday party. Which up until recently didn't know that she was going to come but her mother intervened.  I wish she was there to call her and tell her that I had FINALLY met the man of my dreams or that he proposed to me and she would help me plan the wedding. So many things that we could have done. Maybe there would have been fights. Then make-ups. 

This Friday, the hubs and I are going to meet up with her. I'm going to be honest and say that I am AMAZINGLY nervous, excited and overwhelmed. I'm planning on what to wear, how to wear my make-up, how to wear my hear and what to talk about. A friend said to me today.. "Wouldn't it be funny if you saw each other and felt like not a day has gone by..." I wish. I will follow up on a post afterward. But for now, wish me luck.