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Disney & Rock Camp

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Blessed. Emma. Preem Supremes. Dad Duty.  Ready for Disney! 1 Party People! Birthday Kids. I can't believe I haven't blogged about anything since February! I think it's combo of laziness, not having much to talk about and having my best ideas at night when I'm about to go to bed lol. Some cool stuff has happened for me and my family. We had some birthdays (Mr. A, Emma and my pops) and Sami went off to rock camp. The birthdays this year were pretty rad. We went out to eat for Mr. A's birthday as is tradition now. That's probably one of my new favorite things that we do now as a family. We get together (parental and siblings included) and go out to eat somewhere. We do the usual embarrassing thing by the telling our server we have a birthday so they can embarrass the birthday kid. Except me, I'm always down for birthday shit. This year Sami finally got to go to rock camp. We had been waiting for this moment for quite some...

La Gran Sandunga----nĂşmero 200

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I am loved. I am funny. I am friendly. I am fun.  I am awesome. I am appreciative. I am loving. I am beautiful. I am pretty cool. I am sympathetic. I am a walking juke box. I am a rockera at heart. I am a mother. I am a wife. I am a daughter. I am a sister. I am a good friend. I am a proud Mexican. I am me. I told myself when I reached my 200th blog I would write one listing my good attributes since the previous one was listing my  least  favorable ones. I don't blog nearly as much as I use to, but it's nice to see I've managed to at least mumble about 200 things. 

CDMX 2017

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El Gran Hotel Templo Mayor Xochimilco Palacio Nacional La BasĂ­lica de Guadalupe La Catedral Templo Mayor La Catedral El 420 La Casa Azul  Templo Mayor   Teotihuacan, at the top of the sun temple. El Angel de la Independencia  Meeting point in case of an earthquake. These were located all over the city. Cafe de Tacuba: one of the oldest restaurants in the city.  Frida Kahlo's dresses. Palacio Nacional, Diego Rivera murals.  Never in a million years would I have imagined that I would fall I love in with Mexico City the way I did. I remember being a kid and hearing all these crazy tales about the city. I'm sure there's some truth to them, but the point is I never wanted to go to D.F. I think cause of all the stories I had been told; by multiple sources. I even had a chance to go in my teens but declined the invite. My parents had a manda to pay La Virgen and asked me if I wanted to join t...

2018

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I'm not one who cares much for New Years resolutions because I feel you don't need to wait for the beginning of a year to improve who you are. I feel you should be able to be a better you regardless of the occasion. For some reason, this year feels slightly different. I'd like to improve certain attributes of myself. Mainly not to sweat the small stuff so much and focus on the ones who care about me as much I care about them. I feel that sometimes we seem to worry less about the ones that are closest to us. Maybe because we know they're there or maybe we don't realize we're doing it. I wouldn't call it a New Years resolution, maybe self reflection. Here's to a great New Year! If you made resolutions I hope they're able to come to fruition.

Fake Tios and Tias

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My 1st Birthday. Not sure how many of the people in this picture are my actual cousins. Whatever happened to everyone being  your tia and tio? Everyone being your cousin. I remember when I was a kid being amazed at how huge our family was. It got to the point that whenever we went to family parties I just assumed that everyone was my relative. My dad would always be like, "Estes tu tio fulanito..." and then proceed to introduce me to "my cousins." I miss that. I want that. I noticed that I don't do that with my friends. I remember when Sami was younger she would call everyone tia/tio. I thought it was the cutest and sweetest thing ever! Sometimes I corrected her and sometimes I didn't. I wanted so desperately for her to think they were truly her family. Well, not EVERYONE, of course, just my closest friends. Some of them thought it was adorable and some of them were a little weirded out. I think Sami kinda understand nows but she still kind of does it. ...

Great Week!

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Emma at her check-up Sami excited about her award It was a pretty sweet week. I wrapped up shooting a short-comedy, Sami is on summer break and Emma is officially caught up with her age bracket! This is great news! I mean, everything that happened was pretty sweet but Emma finally being where's she suppose to be is quite amazing. Most of my close family and friends--and people who read my blogs--know that Emma came early. She has been pretty tiny for the most part. The difference was pretty obvious when she was around babies her age. I remember whispering to my mom once when I saw a baby at a family party, "that baby is huge!" The reality of that though is the baby was quite normal for her age, as a matter of fact, I think Sami was bigger than her at that age. I was just so use to having a tiny baby. Emma's baby clothes were always one to two months behind her actual age. For example: Emma was six months, wearing three months. When Emma turned one she b...

Insecure

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Insecurities are something that I have dealt with throughout most of my life. I'd like to think most of us have them; some more than others. Maybe I like to think that so I won't feel bad about having them myself. When I was a kid/teen they were probably at their worst. I think the things I didn't like about myself outweighed the few that I did. My insecurities were typical teenager stuff I guess. Weight being one of my biggest concerns. I remember my obsession with weight got so bad at one point that I began to starve myself. My mom had to supervise my meals. If I wanted to go out I had to eat at least half of whatever she put on my plate. I think that period really did a number on my body. I started getting black outs and migraines. Neither went away. My black outs are very sporadic for the most part now but my migraines are frequent. I look back at pictures and wonder what the hell was I thinking. I wasn't the hideous beast I thought I was. I always pray and hope...