Thursday, July 30, 2009

One Hour of Your Time

I was watching a documentary last night on Wide Angle. It was about a young Druze woman who was prevented from entering the Miss Israel pageant, when the self-proclaimed religious leaders ruled that the swimsuit competition would dishonor her entire family and the community. Amazing story and one you must watch. It really made me lose my faith in humanity.

In this film, there is a touching scene when the young girl is visiting her father in prison. He reads this story to her that I wanted to share:

One Hour Of Your Time

A man came home from work late again, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door. "Daddy, may I ask you a question?"

"Yeah, sure, what is it?" replied the man.

"Daddy, how much money do you make an hour?"

"That's none of your business. What makes you ask such a thing?" the man said angrily.

"I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?" pleaded the little boy.

"If you must know, I make $20.00 an hour."

"Oh," the little boy replied, head bowed.

Looking up, he said, "Daddy, may I borrow $10.00 please?"

The father was furious. "If the only reason you wanted to know how much money I make is just so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you're being so selfish. I work long, hard hours everyday and don't have time for such childish games."

The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door. The man sat down and started to get even madder about the little boy's questioning. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?

After an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think he may have been a little hard on his son. Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $10.00 and he really didn't ask for money very often. The man went to the door of the little boy's room and opened the door.

"Are you asleep son?" he asked.

"No daddy, I'm awake," replied the boy.

"I've been thinking, may be I was too hard on you earlier," said the man.

"It's been a long day and I took my aggravation out on you. Here's that $10.00 you asked for."

"The little boy sat straight up, beaming. "Oh, thank you daddy" he yelled.

Then, reaching under his pillow, he pulled out some more crumpled up bills. The man, seeing that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, then looked up at the man. "Why did you want more money if you already had some? " the father grumbled.

"Because I didn't have enough, but now I do," the little boy replied.

"Daddy, I have $20.00 now. Can I buy an hour of your time?"


--Author Unknown

If this program comes on again, please watch it.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

Wordless Wednesday


Tuesday, July 28, 2009

Second date update

If you've ever listened to John Jay and Rich's morning show on Tuesdays you will know what I am talking about. For those that don't live here in AZ, here is what they do:

A guy/girl calls into the show after they have been on a date that they think went well. They explain what happened and then sit back as Jon-Jay and Rich contact the individual they went on a date with to hear their version of how the date went and if they would like to see that person again.

Got it?

So I'm on my way back from work listening to this 30-some-year-old family counselor explain how his date went last Friday. He met this lady online and loved what he saw. He spoke with her on the phone, he chatted online with her and they finally went on their date.

He said it went rather well.

She was pretty. Very pretty as he put it. No wait, he was "infatuated" with her.

She was nice. They got along well.

They had dinner and headed back to her place afterward. They cuddled and kissed, and then she went to the bathroom for, get this--20 minutes!!

While in there he said he sat on her couch and fumbled through magazines. When she finally came out they cuddled and kissed again.

Nothing occurred after that. Eventually, he called it a night and said his goodbyes.
This was his version of the story.

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So John Jay and Rich give this woman a call. They tell her they are from the radio station and were asking women if they have ever been on a date where they had to go to the bathroom to call one of their girlfriends to discuss how the date is going. This is one of their tactics of course to segue into finding out about her date.

Finally she discusses her date from Friday. She said it went well, but that he may of had a foot fetish as he asked to look at her feet at the dinner table.

Ok, weird incident #1.

She was grossed out but decided to still see what this guy was really like. She stated the same thing that he said, that they "went back to her place and cuddled and kissed."

She said she went to the bathroom and called her girlfriend to discuss the date. Not knowing if she should take it further and get to know the guy or to end it. So she decides to hang with him some more. They cuddle and kiss again, and then he leaves.

Semi-perfect 1st date, right? Wrong.

She showers when he leaves and opens up her underwear drawer to discover that she is missing underwear. Not one pair, and certainly not two, but 10 pairs of underwear!! I know you are asking "How does she know she lost 10 pairs of underwear?" Well, this lady just went to VS (Victoria Secret) and purchased 10 new pairs of underwear. She was sure, but assumed that he may have taken her underwear.
Weird incident #2

She wasn't impressed. She also wasn't impressed with the 30 plus emails she received from him asking to contact him for a second date.

Weird incident #3

So John-Jay and Rich inform her that the guy (with whom she had a date with) was on the phone the whole time.

He confesses to stealing her underwear because he wanted to feel closer to her. He liked her a lot and wanted to go on another date with her.

I can assure you that the young lady did not agree to it.

Oh and did I mention that this guy also admitted to wearing her underwear during this entire phone conversation? He informed the DJ's that he wasn't a cross dresser or anything. He just "wanted to feel close to her."

Ok, will someone please explain to me why a "family counselor," (someone who dissects the family structure to understand why people have problems within the family) is a freakin' nut case??

I was completely blown away by this. When I first heard it, I kind of felt sorry for him. I wanted to know why she didn't call back. Now I know.

To all my single friends out there, be careful who you are dating these days. If you get an inkling of weirdness from a guy/girl--stick with it and don't continue with the date.



Monday, July 27, 2009

The time is nearing.

We went to Little A's school today to make our final payment for fall school enrollment.

Today is July 27th. In exactly 35 days, Little A will be starting Kindergarten. I have to be honest with you, I'm not ready....and, I'm nervous. No matter how many times I question,


"Has the time really gone by this quickly?"

"Is he 5 already?"

"Is he ready for Kindergarten?"

"Is Kindergarten ready for him?"

I also have to remind myself that this truly is such an important step in his life. My little guy is officially starting school. Not day-care, not preschool, but school and this IS a big deal.

I remember his first day of preschool 3 years ago. He had been home with me up until this time and I felt like he needed to be around other kids. He was excited on his first day of preschool. He had no idea what was about to happen.

As you can see, his excitement got in the way of him looking at the camera.




His first year in preschool was a bit rough. He wasn't used to being around other children, he was still in the process of getting potty trained as he had to be trained before he went in the 3-year old class, and he still longed to be home with me.

When he entered the 3 year old class, things were different. He actually didn't want to stay home with me anymore. He had made sooo many friends and he was potty trained. Such a big boy.


Getting ready for the 3 year old class.


When the time came around to look at preschools that were actually teaching and not acting like a day-care, we found one that we fell in love with and appreciated it's Montessori teaching style. He has developed into such a strong boy who isn't afraid to ask questions, talk to people, show independence (when it's necessary), help others and have a general understanding and curiosity of the world around him.

First day at the Montessori school for the 4 year old class.

He truly has done such a great job in school. Learning soooo much and ALWAYS asking questions (which I find important). As sad as I get when I think about that day (35 days away to be exact) when he enters Kindergarten, I try not to let it bother me (even though it's hard). I try not to get nervous and wonder what "REAL" school will be like for him. What I do try to do is have the same mentality that he does.

He's thrilled about going into Kindergarten.

He misses his friends, he wants to read more, write more, work on arts and crafts, and go on field trips.

This is what he wants.

This is what makes my boy happy.

Friday, July 24, 2009

Boogie Down the Aisle

I saw this on youtube and I had to post it. This was at the wedding of Kevin and Jill Heinz in St Paul,MN. Jill had grown up loving to dance and always had it in her mind that she wanted to be in on a dance sequence at her wedding.

I have seen various brides and grooms rehearsing a dance number for their "First Dance." Never in my life have I seen anything where the dance is actually down the aisle.

Enjoy!

Tuesday, July 21, 2009

Wordless Wednesday




My Tuesday

Well my back still hurts. It's getting better, but it's still difficult to stand up and walk around the house. I am mostly comfortable when I am in a reclining position. I have had to resort to some medication for my back spasms which I luckily still have here at home from my last bout of back pain. Don't worry, the medication hasn't expired, yet!

It literally feels like someone hit me in the lower portion of my back with a 2x4. Not that I have ever experienced it before, but it's just soooo PAINFUL and it's what I imagine being hit with a 2x4 would feel like.

I am trying my best to keep the kids occupied despite the pain and the fact that lifting up D doesn't make it feel any better.

I gave Little A a canvas to work on. He's been painting it most of the day. He paints, leaves it to dry a bit and then returns later to paint on it some more. He so neat about everything too. He cleans his brush the correct way, places his paints in a palette and then covers them up when he steps away so the paint doesn't dry.

Wonder where he learned that from?

This was at the start of his painting job.

The blue thing on the left is a rocket ship which has yet to be completed.


I gave D a haircut today. I placed him in his highchair and sat in a bar chair so I could cut his hair without being in pain. He looks so sharp. I can't believe how big he's getting. Over the weekend, he gained ANOTHER tooth. It's on the bottom right in the picture if you can see it. His teeth are really coming in quickly. Poor little guy has been miserable too. I've been giving him Oragel or Hylands Teething tablets. Both seem to be doing a good job of easing his pain.

Oh if only I could keep these little dudes entertained a little bit more. Alas, mommy needs to rest the back and hopefully get better soon.

Monday, July 20, 2009

Our San Diego Trip 2009

Well we are finally back! We spent 4 lovely days in San Diego and loved every minute of it. Our car ride over there took a lot longer than we had anticipated since we now have the D man with us. We had to make quite a few stops so he could eat, drink and be changed. Nonetheless, we got there on time to go to the beach.

The temperature was perfect and I couldn't wait to roll down my window to smell that beautiful humid beach air. It was wonderful. We checked into our place (which was a stone's throw away from the beach), changed into our swimsuits and headed out.

Big A took his surfboard and surfed his life away every day we were there. Little A got a chance to ride on the surfboard by himself and even caught a wave. His favorite part of the beach was digging up a hole before the waves came and wiped it away. The D man would stick his fingers in the sand over and over again. Luckily he never put any in his mouth. He did, however, try to eat some seaweed....yuck! I enjoyed getting wet and then laying out in the sun with the D man.

The following day we went to Sea World. Little A enjoyed Shamu (no surprise there) and the dolphins and the sharks. The D man napped most of the time. And Big A laughed about the overpriced garbage that they try to sell you there. From rinky-dink water bottles for $8.75, water fans for $10, to Shamu towels for $20, Big A was waiting for them to sell him some oxygen so he could buy that too. Meanwhile, I sweated my ass off, got a burned face and a head full of a short curly fro. San Diego is definitely not a place for a flat-iron.

We dined at DZ Akins and Todai, which I had mentioned in an earlier post. It was delish!

On Saturday we got a chance to look at some seals on one of the beaches. They were out sunbathing. It smelled pretty bad, so we didn't hang out too long. Little A saw some crabs and I think we was more excited to see those than the seals.

We never made it to the zoo. Unfortunately, we ran out of time and we REALLY wanted to spend a bulk of our trip on the beach anyway. Luckily my zoo tickets don't expire until next year, so we can go again before then.

On Sunday, we had planned on going to the beach early in the morning to see the sun rise, but we were sooo exhausted from the night before that we simply just slept in, checked out of our place and headed home.

While en route to Phoenix, D started to get hungry and we weren't anywhere close to a rest area, so I hopped in the back to feed him. Let me just remind you folks at home reading this that there really isn't much room in the back to begin with and with Little A's car seat and D's car seat back there, I don't even think a 3 year old could squeeze in between them back there.

So here I am, a pudgy 29 year old trying to squeeze in between my 2 kids to feed D. Mind you, I went through the front two seats to get to the back. I'm feeling quite uncomfortable and have to sit sideways. All of a sudden I see the border patrol check up ahead. Now, I'm not illegal, but I am Mexican. And when I see those check points and the border patrol standing around, I try NOT to look Mexican....if that makes any bit of sense.

I asked Big A if I should move to the front quickly . He asked "why?" I said, "Well, I look like a sweaty mess, I'm scrunched up in the back and I don't want to look like a smuggled Mexican--that's why!!"

So I quickly moved to the front, while D was screaming for food in the back. During this whole border patrol/feeding my kid/not trying to look smuggled ordeal, I threw out my back. I couldn't move and we drove straight through the checkpoint because there were no patrol officers there. You heard me right--NONE!! It was all just a facade to make it look like they were there, and for stupid people like myself to throw out their backs in the process so they don't look like illegals.

At any rate, as I sit here and type this out, I am in a tremendous amount of pain. The trip was great, just maybe not the car ride back. I have far too many pics to post and blogger puts them in whatever order they choose, so enjoy the slideshow. Oh, and if you don't want to wait through each one, you can click on the pics at the bottom of the slideshow to skip ahead.

Thursday, July 16, 2009

By the time you read this...

...we have already left for our trip to San Diego. In fact, we are probably on the road right now, if not already there.

I will miss blogging for the next 4 days tremendously, but I promise that I will have tons of pictures and some great stories to share when we return.

Hope everyone has a safe and happy weekend. We'll kiss Shamu for you.


Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Tuesday, July 14, 2009

Destination: San Diego

I am soooo excited. In 2 more days we head out to San Diego. I can't wait. The last time I was there was maybe 5 years ago or so. This time, it's special. We are all going together as a family since D was born.

We need it too. Just some time to spend together. To get away from the craziness of our lives here in AZ and to just lay on the beach, listen to the waves crash, feel the warm sun and the cool air on my face as I slowly run my legs through the sand. And to just....

Relax
We'll also be going to a couple of our favorite eateries out there; DZ Akins and Todai. DZ Akins is a restaurant, bakery, deli, fountain and gift shop. If you're in the mood for great ethnic food, large mile high sandwiches, yummy floats and delectable pastries, then you MUST try this place out.


Our other eatery of choice will be Todai. Ever stood on a football field with tables upon tables of all you can eat sushi, teppanyaki, stuffed crab, shrimp, ribs and crepes? I didn't think so. That's because you haven't been to Todai. This place is phenomenal and has earned it's place as one of my top ten favorite places to eat in the U.S. Check out the site, because there are several locations across the U.S. The San Diego location is great but the one in Hawaii is even better. Must be because the catch is fresher? I don't know.

We'll also be going to Sea World. We got a super super offer to spend two days there and we'll be spending less than what it would cost for a general 1 day admission.

And finally, we'll also be going to the San Diego Zoo. Been trying to tell Big A how much I love this zoo. I hope it lives up to what it's cracked up to be----even 5 years after I have been there.


I'll let you know how it goes when we return early next week.

Monday, July 13, 2009

Your Signature.

Not sure how to sign your name on that back of that credit card you just received in the mail?

No one ever checks it anyway, right?

I found this hilarious blog on Drunk Republic.

Also check out this one too on Zug.

I can guarantee you'll get a good laugh.

I heart art!

I've found myself recently going back to the good ol' books from college. Sadly, I've had to dust some of them off--Yikes! But hey, it's not like I've had a ton of time, nor any reason to dive into the books that I hardly cracked open while I was spending my days at ASU.....yeah I was one of those students. But alas, I've been going through several books lately, namely my Art History books. I LOVE Art History. Hate world History, but LOVE LOVE LOVE Art History if that makes any bit of sense.

While in college I fell in love with this piece of work:

If you knew who painted this just by looking at it--kudos to you! This painting is titled, "What the Water Gave Me" and it was done by the very talented, Frida Kahlo.

Some may find this painting quite disturbing and very similar to the nightmarish images you may see in a Hieronymous Bosch painting (if you're an art buff). Yet, this painting tells so much about Frida and the pain she suffered in her lifetime. I can sum her life up for you like this (and hopefully it will encourage you to read more about her):

When she was 6, she was stricken with polio which made her right leg weaker and shorter than her left. As a teen, she was involved in a horrific bus accident which shattered her foot, pelvis and back. As a result, she encountered chronic pain in all 3 areas as well as several surgeries to repair her injuries and three miscarriages. Many of her paintings reflect her pain, her heartbreak and love affairs, but also her psychological contradictions that split her sense of self.

Read more about her, but also look at her paintings and see that with each stroke and with each image, there is a story. Quite stirring, yet there is so much history behind it.

And don't worry, I'm not a complete sucker for surrealist art. I do love Baroque art tremendously, such as Gentileschi and Caravaggio. So if your in the mood, look them up and learn something today! :)

Friday, July 10, 2009

"Mom! Look at this!"

Everytime I hear that, I cringe.

It's usually Little A yelling at me to come over and watch something on his TV. Yesterday he wanted to show me that Percy (the train) had chocolate spilled all over him.

"Awww...that's too bad" is usually my reply to events on his cartoons that warrant such a sorrowful remark.

Today, he grabbed me while I was reading (something I rarely have time for nowadays), because he wanted me to see a "heart" on the TV. I was slightly irritated because, let's face it, I'm 29 years old. I think I know what a heart looks like, and having your kid interrupt your reading time to see a "heart" is not something you look forward to.

So I told him, "I know what a heart looks like, I don't need to see it. Go ahead and finish up your movie."

He relented. "But I just wanna show you this heart. It's special. Come look!"

"Fine." I said. "But this is it. I am not coming back here again to look at anything on the TV. Just watch and enjoy by yourself, ok?"

So I head to his room and watch his Spongebob movie. At the end, Patick and Spongebob are crying and their tears fall to the ground and form a heart. Little A even paused it just as the tears met.

At this point, I regretted getting out of my seat and from my good book. Now, I'm going to forget where I was in the book and try to somehow buy back the 5 minutes I just lost as I watched a heart on the screen.

Was I like this as a child?

I need to ask my mom.

Little A literally wants me to see everything he sees, do everything he does, and squeeze into everything he can fit into. The other day, he asked me to ride in this car with him.


Clearly, he doesn't have a concept of size, because 2 kids wouldn't even be able to fit in here.

He saw an ant on the sidewalk last week and wanted me to see it.

A wet rag on the counter that he wanted me to touch.

A button on his toy that he wanted me to press.

And the dog's fur that he wanted me to pet.

As annoying as it gets, I have to remind myself that he's a kid. This is what they do. They are experimenting with things, trying things out for the first time and in the meantime, they want to see our reactions to these things as well.

So I guess instead of brushing him off when he wants to show me something on his TV, or to touch a blade of grass, or to fit on his bike......I should just do it. Because nothing is worth more than seeing that big smile on his face as he watches my reaction to things that are special to him...


Like Gum Moustaches

And Bubble Beards.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Eddie V's

A week ago, my mother informed me that a friend of mine, Brian Feirstein, was featured in the food section of the Arizona Republic. You can view the article by clicking here.

If you haven't been to Eddie V's Edgewater Grille in Scottsdale, please do so. And I'm not just saying that because I know the chef, but honestly, this was probably some of the best seafood I have ever had.

Big A and I went there for our anniversary a couple years back and my friend Brian was gracious enough to give us the royal treatment while we were there. We feasted on some of the best oysters that Big A claims he has ever had, delicious entrees and for dessert we had the Hot Chocolate Godiva Cake which was decorated with a chocolate lace on the edges that read, "Happy Anniversary"--to DIE for!!
Although the restaurant is quite pricey, it's one of those places where you get what you pay for, and this place is certainly worth it. Kudos to you Brian for your amazing accomplishments!!
As kids in preschool (1984)
Chef Brian and I (2007)

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Wordless Wednesday










Tuesday, July 7, 2009

2 more.....

Yup. They are really coming in.......


Congrats to the D man on teeth #3 and #4!!!!!

Monday, July 6, 2009

4th of July

I hate overly crowded places. I especially hate overly crowded places during the summer. We wanted to avoid going anywhere crowded for the 4th of July fireworks.

Originally, I had planned on going to Tempe Town Lake for the fireworks show. We were going to take the light rail over there (hoping to save $ and the hassle of parking), but a friend of mine told me how miserable it was last year waiting around in the heat with nowhere to sit.

Big A and I were trying to figure out where we could go for the fireworks show and avoid being surrounded by several other thousands of angry sweaty people and sticky kids. We put our brilliant heads together and found a place.

It was perfect.

We got parking right away and were able to view all the firework shows that Phoenix and it's surrounding areas had to offer. Unfortunately, I will not share with you where we went because I don't want any more people knowing about it. From the looks of the people that were already there, neither did they.

On our way back from this unknown area, we were stuck in traffic.

This was even better because we got a front row seat to the fireworks at Tempe Town Lake. We were so close that we could smell the fumes and see exactly where they were launching the show from on the Mill avenue bridge.

Sorry if the video is a little shaky.

Hope everyone had a fabulous 4th!!

Napkin Folding

I love folding paper. I always have. When I was younger my parents gave me an origami book.

I still have it.

On occasion, when I am bored, I'll take it out and attempt to fold a piece of paper into a crane of some sort.

I went to this website and found out how to do some napkin folding. You can click on the image to enlarge it.
I especially like the "water lily." I thought this would be a really neat thing to do the next time we have guests over for dinner.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Wordless Wednesday



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