tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-563927955344283272024-03-18T22:31:32.359-06:00The Rosas-Standring FamilyOne young family's adventure in Tulum, Mexico. All of the ups, all of the downs and all of the lessons and good times in between.Rosas Clan in Tulumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10264493777912893859noreply@blogger.comBlogger227125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56392795534428327.post-28924400818250864242010-11-21T19:32:00.000-06:002010-11-21T19:32:06.897-06:00Sugarland - Stuck Like Glue WITH LYRICS (HQ sound)<iframe height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/FUCjLLpAFLI?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="480"></iframe>Rosas Clan in Tulumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10264493777912893859noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56392795534428327.post-31144769469703729252010-11-21T19:31:00.000-06:002010-11-21T19:31:52.896-06:00Absolutely no one that knows me better<br />
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No one that can make me feel sooo goooood<br />
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How did we stay so long together?<br />
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When everybody everybody said we never would<br />
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And just when I I start to think they're right<br />
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That love has died...<br />
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There you go making my heart beat again<br />
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Heart beat again<br />
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Heart beat again<br />
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There you go making me feel like a kid<br />
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Won't you do it and do it one time?<br />
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There you go pulling me right back in<br />
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Right back in<br />
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Right back in<br />
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And I know-oo I'm never letting this go-ooo<br />
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I'm stuck on you<br />
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Whutooo whutooo<br />
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Stuck like glue<br />
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You and me baby we're stuck like glue<br />
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Whutooo whutooo<br />
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Stuck like glue<br />
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You and me baby we're stuck like glue<br />
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Some days I don't feel like trying <br />
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Some days you know I wanna just give up<br />
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When it doesn't matter who's right fight about it all night<br />
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Had enough<br />
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You give me that look<br />
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"I'm sorry baby let's make up"<br />
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You do that thing that makes me laugh<br />
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And just like that...<br />
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[Chorus]<br />
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There you go making my heart beat again<br />
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Heart beat again<br />
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Heart beat again<br />
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There you go making me feel like a kid<br />
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Won't you do it and do it one time<br />
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There you go pulling me right back in<br />
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Right back in<br />
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Right back in<br />
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And I know-oo I'm never letting this go-ooo<br />
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I'm stuck on you<br />
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Whutooo whutooo<br />
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Stuck like glue<br />
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You and me baby we're stuck like glue<br />
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Whutooo whutooo<br />
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Stuck like glue<br />
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You and me baby were stuck like glue<br />
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Whutooo Whutoo<br />
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You almost stay out too stuck together from the ATL<br />
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Whutooo Whutoo<br />
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Feeling kinda sick?<br />
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Just a spoon full of sugar make it better real quick<br />
I say<br />
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Whutooo Whutoo<br />
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Whatcha gonna do with that?<br />
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Whutooo Whutoo<br />
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Come on over here with that<br />
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Sugar sticky sweet stuff<br />
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Come on give me that stuff<br />
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Everybody wants some<br />
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Melodies that get stuck<br />
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Up in your head<br />
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Whutooo whutooo<br />
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Up in your head<br />
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Whutooo whutooo<br />
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Up in your head<br />
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Whutooo whutooo<br />
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Up in your head<br />
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Whutooo whutooo<br />
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Whuthoo whutooo<br />
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Stuck like glue<br />
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You and me together say it's all I wanna do<br />
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I said<br />
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[Chorus]<br />
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There you go making my heart beat again<br />
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Heart beat again<br />
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Heart beat again<br />
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There you go making me feel like a kid<br />
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Won't you do it and do it one time<br />
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There you go pulling me right back in<br />
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Right back in<br />
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Right back in<br />
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And I know-oo I'm never letting this go-ooo<br />
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There you go making my heart beat again<br />
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Heart beat again<br />
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Heart beat again<br />
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There you go making me feel like a kid<br />
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Won't you do it and do it one time<br />
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There you go pulling me right back inRosas Clan in Tulumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10264493777912893859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56392795534428327.post-41621769046444163832010-11-16T08:10:00.000-06:002010-11-16T08:10:29.051-06:00"Is this the face that launched 1000 ships and burnt the topless towers of Ilium?"<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx8dt257kyj1W04hqdzMyelN5zeJC9iFr7_XdFemn6BWizp81GWN_D8p71W_fgt0ZjzAEoNuwCczIeTXpH0woK9Tw6EFgf5_P2-pN_VL9cN3504JHYXY4DgIo0k-dSxIhVQZIQ2gU_1qY/s1600/lane.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;"><img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjx8dt257kyj1W04hqdzMyelN5zeJC9iFr7_XdFemn6BWizp81GWN_D8p71W_fgt0ZjzAEoNuwCczIeTXpH0woK9Tw6EFgf5_P2-pN_VL9cN3504JHYXY4DgIo0k-dSxIhVQZIQ2gU_1qY/s320/lane.bmp" width="320" /></span></a><span style="background-color: #f3f3f3;">"<strong>Is this the face that launched 1000 ships, and burnt the topless towers of Ilium? Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss."</strong></span> Christopher Marlow</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8e89dg6gQzYojshlQFpxVRMkDtT_jqjgH3qHXTIJahj1O-UAX0BCLpNq1FZS92lu7F2-FQw_KSEcJKLZqeleqoyjd5cwyeQ2AmC0x6hYjil4Pq61f9nFP7SoIf3TEIt_Cwn9Ni60WAi4/s1600/lena.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="211" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8e89dg6gQzYojshlQFpxVRMkDtT_jqjgH3qHXTIJahj1O-UAX0BCLpNq1FZS92lu7F2-FQw_KSEcJKLZqeleqoyjd5cwyeQ2AmC0x6hYjil4Pq61f9nFP7SoIf3TEIt_Cwn9Ni60WAi4/s320/lena.bmp" width="320" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">1 story that Elena just loves is the story of 1 of her namesakes, Helen of Troy. How she was the most beautiful women in the world and she was taken away by the handsome young prince of Troy. Taken across the Aegean Sea from Sparta to live in a new land with her love, Paris. It was this abduction that lead to the Trojan War. As written by one of the best playwrights of all time, Christopher Marlow; "Is this the face that launched 1000 ships, and burnt the topless towers of Ilium? Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss." Once in Troy- the fleet of soldiers that came to take Helen home included 1 other Rosas namesake- Achilles. Obviously the influence behind our son's name Akilean. The strongest and bravest man of his time Achilles and Helen would be forever entangled in this history and forever in my family. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQKfJ9yxQmuoUSc22erMpIIU5xjw2U0FXe_zzgfX0nNMOcs0qB3y4EluZHn0Gtc26oofLGJclneG998_aBMoR6q1UCLmJW5hFlGXyCgAappvciPqB5H7h9At4HzKXO1_jQSVxm2VtDdF8/s1600/v-day-+2008+022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQKfJ9yxQmuoUSc22erMpIIU5xjw2U0FXe_zzgfX0nNMOcs0qB3y4EluZHn0Gtc26oofLGJclneG998_aBMoR6q1UCLmJW5hFlGXyCgAappvciPqB5H7h9At4HzKXO1_jQSVxm2VtDdF8/s320/v-day-+2008+022.JPG" width="320" /></a>Lena loves this story. She knows how to say it in both Spanish and English and loves to tell it. How she is named after the most beautiful woman in the world, some would say Aphrodite herself... the daughter of Zeus. And how Akilean was named after the bravest and strongest soldier. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"></div><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">When Kennedy Elena was born, she was the most beautiful little girl to grace the earth. I knew that there was only 1 name for her. Well, after Kennedy, a name that I had picked out many many years before and my husband had absolutely NO say in. Elena, based on the Greek name of Helen was perfect. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">My little girl is about to be 7 years old. She has grown far past the days of being a little girl and is now growing in to.... dare I say it??? A woman. Okay- well not quite. Which is good because I am not mentally or physically in shape for that event. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmeu0wJIXux3cx4hROuAbrdk4nsL57zVjUMMj2ihNx1HHg4xukfEKTJF1EKhxZelGfsZSc6O0dVKkasjYsbX_VxrA5Vjd2T1X6MATIVbWlYXkxiiswYJpJF-gU2apzH-daAS7wRAUhQDg/s1600/lena2.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmeu0wJIXux3cx4hROuAbrdk4nsL57zVjUMMj2ihNx1HHg4xukfEKTJF1EKhxZelGfsZSc6O0dVKkasjYsbX_VxrA5Vjd2T1X6MATIVbWlYXkxiiswYJpJF-gU2apzH-daAS7wRAUhQDg/s320/lena2.bmp" width="240" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">She has grown so much into a caring beautiful kind and creative little girl. I would love to take credit for all of her amazingness but her gift comes from within her and I am simply a spectator. But as I sit and watch her grow right in front of my eyes, I am filled with a huge peace knowing that she is amazing. From inside she has a gift of caring for others and compassion. She is creative and intuitive. She is giving and selfless.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Lena- "may the wind always be on your back and the sun upon your face. And may the wings of destiny carry you aloft to dance with the stars." I love you my precious Helen of Troy. You are my Aphrodite</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div>Rosas Clan in Tulumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10264493777912893859noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56392795534428327.post-55817606379968437022010-11-10T08:20:00.000-06:002010-11-10T08:20:53.025-06:00But how will people know when to leave?<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYdyA1ygsb25Vei4evzR5LKX68Whpgcp9lukGURsEl7L0JlILK0Sze0kuBDXuU7SolKxxrJA3hVyJbdhtTSpjzv32mPXyyKy7EM_EOO3Yf4ndrILTKxnM-BfLrsHazW8YaDEEaHpk0wos/s1600/lena1.bmp" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhYdyA1ygsb25Vei4evzR5LKX68Whpgcp9lukGURsEl7L0JlILK0Sze0kuBDXuU7SolKxxrJA3hVyJbdhtTSpjzv32mPXyyKy7EM_EOO3Yf4ndrILTKxnM-BfLrsHazW8YaDEEaHpk0wos/s320/lena1.bmp" width="320" /></a>Lena and I are planning her 7th birthday party together and I have to say she is the most easy going -- chilled out birthday girl ever. First- No Pinata. Lena said she does not like how everyone pushes and runs and then a lot of kids are sad. She then said..."okay we can do the pinata but afterwards- everyone puts the candy altogether and we sit in a circle." I told her that I did not think that her friends would like that very much after running in for the candy. She then said "okay- no pinata. I can make everyone a present." </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Hey works for me. Akilean is notorious for freaking out during a pinata. It has taken him a long time to figure the whole thing out and not get upset that people are pushing. So I must say- this is a good start. We can make little bags for everyone leading up to the party- Boys get a little boy bag and girls little girl bags. The only thing that came to my mind is - how will people know that it is time to go. The pinata is the quintessential end to a party and signal- unless you have beer- it is time to go home. </div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2FFJNMoWRyF0sZiTfqdlvRe_AvXIzVz9BaXe03zdUJ6z0DSYA2nbsQi6ayoTv1_-xr5kZZ8rYpi-4sgwjB9ga_2K0_Jd9P7tN_c4T5U_U1f05VjcF3F6f9eGNd7HqiADvmvWqoOEVRG8/s1600/Life+in+Mexico+%2528123%2529.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2FFJNMoWRyF0sZiTfqdlvRe_AvXIzVz9BaXe03zdUJ6z0DSYA2nbsQi6ayoTv1_-xr5kZZ8rYpi-4sgwjB9ga_2K0_Jd9P7tN_c4T5U_U1f05VjcF3F6f9eGNd7HqiADvmvWqoOEVRG8/s320/Life+in+Mexico+%2528123%2529.JPG" width="320" /></a>Well, that problem was solved when we decided that we are not going to have the party at our house. We are going to have it in the park near our house. The city has been totally renovating the old park and it is really nice. What used to be a totally useless pit of rocks and trash is not a beautifully paved plaza with nice planters along the edges. They are even putting in a new floor under the play ground equipment. It used to be a death trap of jagged rocks under the swing and soon it will be the perfect setting for our birthday party. </div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPFo4kV8F4DJn50kWusoagy8iwZ8PPguOlq8uJ__RGYDDHBdE__apO8-bjVe0rqiszgMXVs2BGcKPtdqZgTDfri6jGl04crRQicJrzYo37vo3nlmo7BY57nyjTsVH4s2PZ1cU0-aGoxSg/s1600/037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhPFo4kV8F4DJn50kWusoagy8iwZ8PPguOlq8uJ__RGYDDHBdE__apO8-bjVe0rqiszgMXVs2BGcKPtdqZgTDfri6jGl04crRQicJrzYo37vo3nlmo7BY57nyjTsVH4s2PZ1cU0-aGoxSg/s320/037.JPG" width="320" /></a>We have friends that live next to the park so we can use their bathroom. And that makes the whole get the house ready so much easier. Plus the food- here is where Lena really shines. As if the pinata - or lack of one was not enough... the menu!!! rather then doing a nice meal like I would normally do- somehow trying to impress the other parents with my cooking and how I get every kid to eat veggies- yeah- not happening this year. </div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Lena wants sandwiches- you know what? That is what she is going to get. We are doing simple sandwiches, chips and juice. Give them what they want. Plus not more the a week later I am going to make Thanksgiving dinner for a bunch of my friends. And I would much rather impress those guys with my cooking then the neighborhood kids. So the party plans are on route for next weekend. It is going to be great.</div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTK1TV8pUeaO7eXbxJJe3HCLi17NRVirayebSamnT-aStfCB43Vhrm4Kv-yJBJZK2iAxSeYV415i5UcwSxHO8Wak_miZ2VguM5ru-u16QikH92IL1gBgq1nJ_hHulCZjfTkQzHyuX9ec0/s1600/132.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTK1TV8pUeaO7eXbxJJe3HCLi17NRVirayebSamnT-aStfCB43Vhrm4Kv-yJBJZK2iAxSeYV415i5UcwSxHO8Wak_miZ2VguM5ru-u16QikH92IL1gBgq1nJ_hHulCZjfTkQzHyuX9ec0/s320/132.JPG" width="240" /></a>I finally found the earrings that I wanted to get Lena. I have been looking and looking and it was not easy to find. Most of the earrings here are pretty big and the smaller ones are not very pretty or nice looking. Well, I finally found these beautiful purple amethyst little tear drop stones. They are perfect for a sweet little girl like her and I know that she is going to love them. The other gift we are giving her is her own Sushi kit. - Making and eating. I have these cool sushi dishes for 2 and we are giving her a sushi cookbook and all the things you need to make sushi. Sushi is her all time favorite food so I think that she will like it. </div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I cannot believe that my little lady is almost 7. My my- time goes so fast. And this time of year it seems to simply soar at light speed. From October 5- Feb 14 there is something almost weekly between birthdays, anniversaries, holidays and other friends birthday's. Ruben's family has 6 birthday s in the first 2 weeks of November. </div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div>Way too much to keep track of. It seems like just yesterday. CRAZY!!!!Rosas Clan in Tulumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10264493777912893859noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56392795534428327.post-90299461449527864562010-11-09T10:49:00.000-06:002010-11-09T10:49:38.274-06:00My little flower house.<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1KxRzpbjvXtV2DRCA88a59fsxXm2Icz0lDO-b9-P_qRX8Ew7k7JOT_XCRvIUTa_e52VPwtDGAI9XJ-xB9LZpGnzXVYgVfE01Wqxjp-ewBp3qW208p_nw7OPxqvJU0yAuwoCrejUjryGo/s1600/005.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1KxRzpbjvXtV2DRCA88a59fsxXm2Icz0lDO-b9-P_qRX8Ew7k7JOT_XCRvIUTa_e52VPwtDGAI9XJ-xB9LZpGnzXVYgVfE01Wqxjp-ewBp3qW208p_nw7OPxqvJU0yAuwoCrejUjryGo/s320/005.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">When we first moved into our little rental house there was very little hope for the garden at all. It had been totally thrashed by the previous tenants and much to the dismay of our very sweet landlord. we began to work hard to fix up the garden. I tried to grow all sorts of peppers and tomatoes but nothing took. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlt4W392oRaozIGLni4duAtEuJRGKg8Y7g48_6q8_xOCQKVEY0dVwV-3LeNZz6nbNj6LeDNnkRPylc24De1u75chmbh1LsyDl307_Jwu4Z32O1ys1dX3c4FVBpDLuZZzvGJFccKZ0o4NA/s1600/DSCN4771.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlt4W392oRaozIGLni4duAtEuJRGKg8Y7g48_6q8_xOCQKVEY0dVwV-3LeNZz6nbNj6LeDNnkRPylc24De1u75chmbh1LsyDl307_Jwu4Z32O1ys1dX3c4FVBpDLuZZzvGJFccKZ0o4NA/s320/DSCN4771.JPG" width="240" /></a>Ruben built me these great beds out of cinder block. They do a great job. Well, we had sort of given up n planting anything for food- so we started just collecting plants from friends and from my old work. Along walks we would find offshoot papayas growing along the back road to the super. Well, those are now over 10 feet tall and hold over 10 papaya.- the pic at the right was taken MONTHS ago.</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I am not sure if these papayas will ever get color but some of them are huge! But it has been a few months now and still nothing. But then again, I do not know anything about papayas. But I have learned that certain birds really love them and while they are beautiful- I wish they would stop eyeing our papayas. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">The rest of the garden boarder bed is filled with elephant ear plants that grow pretty big but block of our fence to the street. I like that. We also have a few of your palms that cover the fence. I have also acquired a little collection of Pole de Marco plants. These are very cool plants that grow low. They are green on top and purple on the bottom and I love them. I learned about them when I was a tour guide in the jungles. They are great for making a tea that settles your stomach and heals stomach pain. I have used it and it totally works. I give it to the kids too with a bit of honey. Lena loves it. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Hvbv4tjmQdsCH5Hr3KZ4gs4-qfdlQyh-r12ThKXt5cctFo7zybqJi3ekLcZZlf64jTFd6cTbO1UD0RH5NoInMmdXsyqg0I1ItSYXb0Tx118-soJGvwSsTrlLP5XAzEK6LATQS3cWLEs/s1600/arbor.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Hvbv4tjmQdsCH5Hr3KZ4gs4-qfdlQyh-r12ThKXt5cctFo7zybqJi3ekLcZZlf64jTFd6cTbO1UD0RH5NoInMmdXsyqg0I1ItSYXb0Tx118-soJGvwSsTrlLP5XAzEK6LATQS3cWLEs/s320/arbor.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">We also have the aloe plants that we first bought. They are huge and have produced several other aloe plants that are in the garden. Aloe is great for just about everything. Yes there is the staple skin- face hair stuff. But also internally. Aloe juice is really amazing for you and said to have killer health benefits. I do not drink it much but I have and can imagine that I am just a little bit healthier on the inside for it. jaja. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">But my favorite thing in our garden in my little flower house. This idea bloomed out of my childhood dream as a little girl to have a gazebo covered with flowers in our garden where I could go and play.by myself. I had 3 brothers- 2 of the m older and they were not as interested in playing dolls and store as football and harass the little sister. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">We planted the bougainvillea in the corner of the yard and Ruben made a simple wood frame structure that we hoped would one day hold the plant. WOW did that happen fast. In only a few months we were bending a winding. As Ruben added the "2nd story" to the fence the plant really grabs hold. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">The great thing about bougainvillea is that it has thorns- BIG ones and the longer a branch is left to grow these things turn into small hard tree trunks and the thorns with them. They are great to use as a fencing on a larger property because no one is going to try to climb these things. Plus they are beautiful - full of color, attract butterflies--- they are cool pants. I love that as the offshoots happen and I need to cut them off- a few small branches look great in a vase for a week. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">It did not bloom after its initial flowers for almost a year and a half. We were starting to worry. But all is well. It took off just like a friend of mine said it would and in the past 2 months has spurted flowers all over the place. Just the other day the kids took us out there so we could have a picnic in the flower house. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9R8ilhM8CZ_D9pEW06Pc6ncFKjKO0C0prUp8mZ9G7-iHSf2iQPEJGpcf4mlObOW51UF1ovgYMWLgQVd_KYbCHjQRdC5HooK4AOWHT0Oc4348hWpEpR5l0SVE6jGsWuFONwIY7lhEZa1M/s1600/081.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg9R8ilhM8CZ_D9pEW06Pc6ncFKjKO0C0prUp8mZ9G7-iHSf2iQPEJGpcf4mlObOW51UF1ovgYMWLgQVd_KYbCHjQRdC5HooK4AOWHT0Oc4348hWpEpR5l0SVE6jGsWuFONwIY7lhEZa1M/s320/081.JPG" width="320" /></a>And I have the best seat of all. In the morning just after the kids have gone to school-- it is in the shade- the light is perfect and I get to sit and relax in my hammock with my coffee and my computer and just be. I must admit- the computer does not always make it. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div>Rosas Clan in Tulumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10264493777912893859noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56392795534428327.post-81229095024139887672010-11-06T15:25:00.001-06:002010-11-06T15:27:00.871-06:00Day of the Dead and thinking of family<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzcqNz0yAowFOkW5W6jk7GUoL-aEFAxrkAJCOEoJMyBcFGbDgLf0670e0lgvcCgtcoRxlBNVmdJckBuL4jS_x_5MhQp_lOlkwIMea9AlwslkcxhHTzOI6tbfSCHmRrBNv6KIeRrZLqKwE/s1600/014.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzcqNz0yAowFOkW5W6jk7GUoL-aEFAxrkAJCOEoJMyBcFGbDgLf0670e0lgvcCgtcoRxlBNVmdJckBuL4jS_x_5MhQp_lOlkwIMea9AlwslkcxhHTzOI6tbfSCHmRrBNv6KIeRrZLqKwE/s320/014.JPG" width="320" /></a>This past week we celebrated the Mexican tradition of the day of the dead. I love this holiday. It is a day when our loved ones that have died get to come back enjoy the pleasures of earth for a day. Those of us that our alive set up altars and clean gravestones and have a big party with all of the favorite foods and drinks of our loved ones. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">This was my first year setting up an altar. We gathered some stuff from around the house and created a very nice space. We put some flowers from our garden which my grandpa Jim would have loved. He was a big gardener. We put out some candles and that created a beautiful light in the evening. We set out some limes for some color and a photo of my grandparents. It was really nice. You usually set out some favorite foods so we put out a cup of coffee for my grandma. You might remember my visits with my grandma like this one. <a href="http://rosas-standring.blogspot.com/2009/04/visit-with-my-grandma.html">http://rosas-standring.blogspot.com/2009/04/visit-with-my-grandma.html</a> . She was very special to me and I to her. We would sit for many hours and drink coffee and she would gossip about her neighbors. She also loved to drink wine. It was horrible wine- but whatever. It was that bottle of Chablis with the tiny loop handle. But hey. I put out a little wine for her. For my grandpa I put out a snickers bar and a shot of vodka. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAwJXSbvG746mItX-5I6wkf9jpo6NePj-hZsoOBeX_-GmWw4lqX4g8oTuJE-Qq3O-kB5-HHg2aUN_o5tlfWnP5HEuzeiJM5OjzgQQQvIuUiTaqMWSEyMU1OQT5A4ZsVNy58P6TYGD_1Ug/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgAwJXSbvG746mItX-5I6wkf9jpo6NePj-hZsoOBeX_-GmWw4lqX4g8oTuJE-Qq3O-kB5-HHg2aUN_o5tlfWnP5HEuzeiJM5OjzgQQQvIuUiTaqMWSEyMU1OQT5A4ZsVNy58P6TYGD_1Ug/s320/003.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">My grandpa loved snickers so much that he was buried with 1 in his shirt pocket. haha. In his younger days my grandpa was regrettably an alcoholic and did not always act the best. By the time that my and m brothers came around he had not had a drink in many years. But he always had a glass of diet 7up. That was his deterrent to drinking and it totally worked. I remember my grandpa as being a fun and wonderful man. He was always with us when we would go water skiing. The first run of the day was at 8 so we had to be in the boat at 7:30 so the 1st skier could be in the water ready to hit is at 8- so you get the best water. Grandpa was on that and every other run for the whole day. So I figured that since he did such a great job of controlling his addiction when he was alive- that this was his chance to enjoy it for a day. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjsMFpnO8m2kXB6CKohRD7_BPhTOj8_SS8qXaO24lOldY0P0VqRMVJ23mAbR5dYnr6JXvRLsHo_o0-VvN3GyptfW_NAdGFELAWCFwAx0BWefItsPVPQDKoqyKEU7SuzDwiO6CvJRbZqkM/s1600/041.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjsMFpnO8m2kXB6CKohRD7_BPhTOj8_SS8qXaO24lOldY0P0VqRMVJ23mAbR5dYnr6JXvRLsHo_o0-VvN3GyptfW_NAdGFELAWCFwAx0BWefItsPVPQDKoqyKEU7SuzDwiO6CvJRbZqkM/s320/041.JPG" width="320" /></a>My great grandpa Willet loved to grow tomatoes and cantaloupes. He was always so proud of them and he did grow huge tomatoes. This was always a little funny because he did so in a trailer park. But they were great. It is a well known fact and joke about grandpa greats love obsession with tomatoes. So I also put out some tomatoes. </div><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Ruben unfortunately does not have any photos of his family that has past. he did however get to be in Guanajuato when his grandfather was within hours of passing and that was really special to him. He had not been back to Mexico in almost 12 years so it was remarkable that he was there at that time. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Dia de los Muertos is such a happy occasion. I sort of think of it as Thanksgiving for the dead. A time when everyone gets together and enjoys their families. That is why you see so many of the skeletons with festive cloths and bright colors. We are all here for a party- dead or alive. Ruben is getting a beautiful tattoo that has the front gate of the cemetery in his town with a party going on just behind all with day of the dead figures. I think that it is going to be really amazing. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRIra0nb9W7dcd8IzpIuYg4RnNWn8IJsTiwkpYoE0Sj0hXo00mQweq_gP0njl6dghnTGIZTbPRM5DWQ7IW4uozN1unFuYvcQFhx_vJPHxbhtMdm042TOAvnEvpoKcJgbCzkXI3gkZO7mk/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRIra0nb9W7dcd8IzpIuYg4RnNWn8IJsTiwkpYoE0Sj0hXo00mQweq_gP0njl6dghnTGIZTbPRM5DWQ7IW4uozN1unFuYvcQFhx_vJPHxbhtMdm042TOAvnEvpoKcJgbCzkXI3gkZO7mk/s320/006.JPG" width="320" /></a>I did get my tattoo on my back touched up. It was a little light and now it is much stronger. It looks really good. I am so glad that my friend is doing my tattoos as an exchange. There is certainly not enough money for something like tattoos but luckily our website provides us with a good exchange opportunity. Olmo is also adding some green to my back tattoo that has my kids names- well the initials and 4 roses for "Rosas" which means roses in Spanish. He is also doing a sweet little arm band that will be nice and delicate but the one I am most excited about is my owl. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">The owl was my grandma's animal. It was her symbol for her sorority and was part of her life forever. She was always given owl oriented gifts and loved owl decorations. I am getting an owl on my left foot. My grandma is one of the people that showed me that your strongest foot might not always lead you down the right path. Sometimes things are supposed to be hard. The other person who taught me this is my momma. But I am not sure what tattoo to get for her. haha. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"> Anyway... Happy Day of the Dead everyone- a little late but whatever. We have all come down with Pinkeye so we have not been doing much lately. Just sitting watching movies- well listening to movies more like. </div>Rosas Clan in Tulumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10264493777912893859noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56392795534428327.post-62942454853658430762010-11-02T11:41:00.002-06:002010-11-02T11:45:27.073-06:00Halloween<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWMEJvaS3Z7I5jQStHObkhElcO1-xQIgZRyJrv5DtdYtQ9cX79CD39Lncknc_KK4SnMrZoB_6q9AqW4NnIPImGcLZeiBbmj6z0vgUosDE4TFlii2ZGQq_dxj-jYC3y1hr7kZCKrdF3A84/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWMEJvaS3Z7I5jQStHObkhElcO1-xQIgZRyJrv5DtdYtQ9cX79CD39Lncknc_KK4SnMrZoB_6q9AqW4NnIPImGcLZeiBbmj6z0vgUosDE4TFlii2ZGQq_dxj-jYC3y1hr7kZCKrdF3A84/s320/013.JPG" width="320" /></a>This Halloween was great. I busted out my sewing machine and started threading away. I was making a mermaid costume and I was really excited about it. I had these great shells that I was making the top out of. and I had looked up some great ideas on the skirt. Lena and Akilean were both punk vampires. Their costumes where made up of stuff from around the house and they looked so cute. <br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZAM7piRVdTShU2u-mSkoCAY5dffz5zDy_h85D7wwcFnEvdk8WzLRW8FolWBheis_yXthkznAAZOtGIooBidkIWhPpATJrelfwjmWKCM1UKvUbxKghZc4mqlZYTRCBU3foV107O3ilQzo/s1600/030.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; cssfloat: right; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZAM7piRVdTShU2u-mSkoCAY5dffz5zDy_h85D7wwcFnEvdk8WzLRW8FolWBheis_yXthkznAAZOtGIooBidkIWhPpATJrelfwjmWKCM1UKvUbxKghZc4mqlZYTRCBU3foV107O3ilQzo/s320/030.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">On Friday night I grabbed the kids and headed up to Puerto Morelos to see our friend that lives there. They were doing their towns celebration in the main square on Friday so we all headed over there. It was a lot of fun. One of the best parts was that one of my all time favorite Tulum bands was up there and playing. It is the same band that Ruben had booked for my birthday. It was awesome. We listened to the music-0 danced around the square and like a pinata announcing the end of a party- the rain started to drizzle and everyone headed home. It was so much fun. </div></div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</tbody></table>states. I forget sometimes and think that finding something is going to be so easy and then realize- of wait- we are not going to find that here. hah oh well. </div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdcxWDXu1gwfRjHD-V8IpDEoOvzRYDfK8PEFbinE9n_EMVCrVSm5ROCV9G4-UsyrWZRUY9u3s2iUOqZjz2hhRcSl4PlqpLVcCZBjn8vvKrnnLN8K_nmGbKCtTN7ha6II2M_kvZnwnZUNE/s1600/025.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdcxWDXu1gwfRjHD-V8IpDEoOvzRYDfK8PEFbinE9n_EMVCrVSm5ROCV9G4-UsyrWZRUY9u3s2iUOqZjz2hhRcSl4PlqpLVcCZBjn8vvKrnnLN8K_nmGbKCtTN7ha6II2M_kvZnwnZUNE/s320/025.JPG" width="240" /></a> </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">On Saturday after we had gotten back to Tulum we had some friends come over and headed into town to hear our friends band play. It was a really good time. For this first night Ruben dressed up like a fisherman and I the mermaid- We looked really cute. Not to crazy of a night- we were home early and ready to have a killer Halloween. </div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">For the actual Halloween it was awesome. We got our costumes all ready and headed to the beach for a few hours. It was a great day on the beach. As soon as I got there I had a guy walk up to me and say. "hey You are Tulum Living right?" I follow your page and love your info on Tulum." He had just moved here from Belize and was just getting settled in Tulum. It was very cool. He was very nice and I told him that I was sure that we would see him around. Tulum is a very small town and you run into everyone here eventually. </div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3r_GGOxIhQ4Au3o0tR0AO9OLMv7AKVed6j4W-EstW-q5RNif1dojsUKDZK-4X990WsnLuaoabCfWOTZMs_X68nTlzC-cOVWgaYyimWIlU1VqusyhhzDhS1G49UyvL6yJed0ZSCoid_SA/s1600/008.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3r_GGOxIhQ4Au3o0tR0AO9OLMv7AKVed6j4W-EstW-q5RNif1dojsUKDZK-4X990WsnLuaoabCfWOTZMs_X68nTlzC-cOVWgaYyimWIlU1VqusyhhzDhS1G49UyvL6yJed0ZSCoid_SA/s320/008.JPG" width="320" /></a>We had all of our friends meet at my house before trick or treating. We set up our Dia de los Muertos altar and some fun things around the house. It looked great. I did a Mohawk on a Akilean and it was so cute. The first night was a frizzy crazy one and Halloween it was going to be a liberty spike- but I could not get it to stand all the way. His hair has gotten very long and I would have needed more product then was worth it for him. But he did look so cute. He said he wants to wear it in a Mohawk more often- Looks like we will have to get up a little earlier for school. </div></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAS-ObUjHsI2aTkm1xw3Om-y_zXKQoZz3satUadiJPAK__bglfmKE4-N5dAtq2BtVsMBXCHtomq67WMeMG2UuPrIqycCGZnwglwW8-XlTq-Aj5ZTUPC-_DGaoU4lCx0jPB7GDCKPkcleQ/s1600/024.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAS-ObUjHsI2aTkm1xw3Om-y_zXKQoZz3satUadiJPAK__bglfmKE4-N5dAtq2BtVsMBXCHtomq67WMeMG2UuPrIqycCGZnwglwW8-XlTq-Aj5ZTUPC-_DGaoU4lCx0jPB7GDCKPkcleQ/s320/024.JPG" width="320" /></a></div></div>The band of kids that we had for the party was so cute. There were so many kids all dressed up and we walked the streets and it was a beautiful site. The kids had a great time. Ruben and I did not get to take them last year because I was covering an event at Xcaret so my friends took them. After the crazy running around the neighborhood and candy diving we headed back to the house and got the kids cleaned up and ready for their sleep over. <br />
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<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9sSNRzQmK8kPcgjfFiQ51HoyiRZGqRsnX-MsSlhjNPZfe3jYmbmPLX5zhILelemRyp9pwL4jdeXypvEqXZoN-v_r4Ao-2Ax9HWQNPl5YR2J2dTxiMWKZu9hfAyeKwebj0dQF5XFGtNrs/s1600/048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi9sSNRzQmK8kPcgjfFiQ51HoyiRZGqRsnX-MsSlhjNPZfe3jYmbmPLX5zhILelemRyp9pwL4jdeXypvEqXZoN-v_r4Ao-2Ax9HWQNPl5YR2J2dTxiMWKZu9hfAyeKwebj0dQF5XFGtNrs/s320/048.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Ruben and I headed out to town and had a great night with a bunch of our friends at Bar 307. Ruben and I have such fun when we get the chance to go out. It is not very often we get to go out on the late night party up nights- Between babysitters- school- family - life and little money- it is not that often- which is fine but defiantly fun when we do get to do it. </div><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">We had such fun and we looked great. A number of our good friends were there and we had a great time dancing- laughing and hanging out. The kids were at the house the by 11 and Ruben made a great <a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT7Li8Pb3JCzMKOZKQQebkzoLWtcUnTed7ilxWfluHrr9L1r-DwILxKphwbigM8lJZ-Ozu7fCZbI8UjS0gVC3GlkXmP-xPrJI-1yX7UNMTlWQjyA9KZq11p7XEYm6u66PSIM9E-kRmgUw/s1600/066.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjT7Li8Pb3JCzMKOZKQQebkzoLWtcUnTed7ilxWfluHrr9L1r-DwILxKphwbigM8lJZ-Ozu7fCZbI8UjS0gVC3GlkXmP-xPrJI-1yX7UNMTlWQjyA9KZq11p7XEYm6u66PSIM9E-kRmgUw/s320/066.JPG" width="320" /></a>pancake and bacon breakfast and we just watched movies all day. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Today however is Dia de los Muertos so we are going to get the house all set up and head to some great festivities in town. There are some wonderful celebrations and ceremonies both in the cemetery and in town. It is going to be a good day.</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn6EEAzHAZHSU_eK19DBHNrT4sXOL2dB4lNxufKLqsE3wbDb669Lw2_ccNAZlOBhMP6VX_MnvvstQGQtv_aupHInIguFaZ3oEwAue1hZQ4U9OYM3sxZZcjkjXTh_iqA60T6O1f0CwXWKo/s1600/058.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" nx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgn6EEAzHAZHSU_eK19DBHNrT4sXOL2dB4lNxufKLqsE3wbDb669Lw2_ccNAZlOBhMP6VX_MnvvstQGQtv_aupHInIguFaZ3oEwAue1hZQ4U9OYM3sxZZcjkjXTh_iqA60T6O1f0CwXWKo/s320/058.JPG" width="240" /></a></div>Rosas Clan in Tulumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10264493777912893859noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56392795534428327.post-57610954585851925192010-10-28T07:59:00.000-05:002010-10-28T07:59:21.216-05:00Changing it up.<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQr69MNFUSAYeKtoJNZ8vI32B4BAaYzv7YBEyUfoWX7OF6u86D55QHFye178sQnlfTtXGVA48B_k1ffY3wlVIi5_vYBZ6pMHfeYWXlNOm7Y9XJCjbrDgUuSuEDiZ6jAfoD-8Re-WPuW3E/s1600/048.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQr69MNFUSAYeKtoJNZ8vI32B4BAaYzv7YBEyUfoWX7OF6u86D55QHFye178sQnlfTtXGVA48B_k1ffY3wlVIi5_vYBZ6pMHfeYWXlNOm7Y9XJCjbrDgUuSuEDiZ6jAfoD-8Re-WPuW3E/s320/048.JPG" width="320" /></a>When I go through any sort o traumatic experience or bout o depression- I do an revamp o the house- in some cases a pretty extreme revamp- like painting the front of the house bright purple. And it must run in the family because my mom does it too. 1 time my dad came home when they were first married and found that she had literally changed apartments. haha</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi37MVGVAMa4duiC0tuz_4vFtHN-Gect9v0Vs8uKLbMp-ZPS6OFfH02ixY0TOIU8ViwuEtfE_cuvNhAhks-8QTFweg9WSzNR9kaTx6UT-MgGdsjE6Lf5SNJ3X9hTkofZrGk9QCFR284kbk/s1600/051.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi37MVGVAMa4duiC0tuz_4vFtHN-Gect9v0Vs8uKLbMp-ZPS6OFfH02ixY0TOIU8ViwuEtfE_cuvNhAhks-8QTFweg9WSzNR9kaTx6UT-MgGdsjE6Lf5SNJ3X9hTkofZrGk9QCFR284kbk/s320/051.JPG" width="320" /></a>Well, I have been dealing with some stuff lately and Ruben- knowing me as well as he does had a surprise for me when I got home yesterday. He had done an extreme makeover of our room. He ends up with some random paint colors and so he painted 1 wall in the bedroom with this sort of water and rag technique. He had like maybe 2 cups of paint - but this trick makes the paint go a long way- and it allows for the color underneath to come through. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">He was so cute. He took down my canopy that was hanging and rearranged the furniture. I really like how he did it. He even set up my table for my tarot readings. This is especially sweet because he is not into tarot readings or card of any kind. In almost 10 years I have given him like 3 readings- and 2 of those have been since living in Mexico. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3PFA1fv9WsDKQYuKQPh3_hHiytc1dmhVab0Ab6epNX63rJoe89MO_u0K6zU7RJYMqVo822l5qKbXkg_8S416VzoW7dTUyYfv1kQpM1nCVAT-8Y4RsTD_pCwm3kz0i3BnHJGb_-QjNfsI/s1600/054.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi3PFA1fv9WsDKQYuKQPh3_hHiytc1dmhVab0Ab6epNX63rJoe89MO_u0K6zU7RJYMqVo822l5qKbXkg_8S416VzoW7dTUyYfv1kQpM1nCVAT-8Y4RsTD_pCwm3kz0i3BnHJGb_-QjNfsI/s320/054.JPG" width="320" /></a>Here there are a lot more of our friends that do card readings or at least understand and respect the practise- so I am not as far out there to him. He has a picture of me and my mom when I was a baby and a picture o me when I was 5 on the table. It is really sweet. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">The room has some of our art hanging in it and this makes me really smile. I love my art- I love my stuff and yes yes I know it is just stuff- but when I left the United States - it was very abrupt. We had to sell most o what we had and only keep the things that we really cared about. There was no way I was selling my art. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkISpevesZxv9osFF43KSxo3bPSCPZ5Rcbo3A36JKgM4_kLbN9hq61azzDo-S_43foIhaW-STLa2eykT3kK1i5gyIjX6NhkvLSlzfgvy9i_VT76S1vzJycPzOyxHW7C-GBKPYmZpcPSgE/s1600/056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgkISpevesZxv9osFF43KSxo3bPSCPZ5Rcbo3A36JKgM4_kLbN9hq61azzDo-S_43foIhaW-STLa2eykT3kK1i5gyIjX6NhkvLSlzfgvy9i_VT76S1vzJycPzOyxHW7C-GBKPYmZpcPSgE/s320/056.JPG" width="320" /></a>And a lot of it is not fancy or particularly special- but I love it. I found a copy of Van Gogh's Starry Night at the goodwill in a great wooden frame for like 3 bucks- yeah I could have sold it in the garage sale- ironically for more then I bought it for I would bet- but I love it- And when was I going to stumble on a copy of this painting in a great frame for only a few bucks. It looks great hanging in the kids room. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">We have a beautiful metal sun with a glass face that lights up and it is perfect in my room. It was so sweet of Ruben. The room really does look great and I love sitting in here. I am usually in my hammock at this time of the day but not today. hahah</div>Rosas Clan in Tulumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10264493777912893859noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56392795534428327.post-29059708502028395642010-10-27T08:45:00.000-05:002010-10-27T08:45:38.133-05:00Just clicking on<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAFs8kDwDrxabDamS0V38wi27U-b14rm5RpSoBaQsypfULTZY0BAmm0FU99G4ioLF6McqYCVatngtaoGdMHkIQ3_ik5DEFVNFn1-XmWBAlLh-_jkSq3nU2KnvwBJOexPrpLQiomLzGhQc/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAFs8kDwDrxabDamS0V38wi27U-b14rm5RpSoBaQsypfULTZY0BAmm0FU99G4ioLF6McqYCVatngtaoGdMHkIQ3_ik5DEFVNFn1-XmWBAlLh-_jkSq3nU2KnvwBJOexPrpLQiomLzGhQc/s320/007.JPG" width="320" /></a>I have not been writing on my blog for a while- really I have not been doing much of anything at all- but we have been knocked way off our normal routine and life and we are trying to get back on. Schedules are getting back to crazy- and life is just clicking along. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKPsCSACP-adP0FLEZDmy0qHQ9ggENb7bO-YNJXwtJP7JymEu0o9fTtH1yHPxe2kjL32u-Czm_S4yGutcORU1LycWkakzpgEZRcNkq1zv5Eg0axstWYDvq1W1LTeNTwmCq1fNWgD5PXMs/s1600/022.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKPsCSACP-adP0FLEZDmy0qHQ9ggENb7bO-YNJXwtJP7JymEu0o9fTtH1yHPxe2kjL32u-Czm_S4yGutcORU1LycWkakzpgEZRcNkq1zv5Eg0axstWYDvq1W1LTeNTwmCq1fNWgD5PXMs/s320/022.JPG" width="320" /></a>Anyway. It was not a big deal- but the kids had their dance performance so we headed to the casa de la cultura but unfortunately--- there was still no electricity- which meant no music which meant no performance. Now at least for this event there were tons of things going on. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKKqFZ61GH4fM9DbdZ-OGSxOx_EY1v1u7BzvqkdKJ-DHGp3w9JdSAhYuSpdTeJQ5o31qDTBf_OUpg6Vay5SOr67dh45RlhquC3LF_fAvDVfyE5Wm7Kct7KuoGAegzfLQz2QtPuf4Gj7EE/s1600/027.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKKqFZ61GH4fM9DbdZ-OGSxOx_EY1v1u7BzvqkdKJ-DHGp3w9JdSAhYuSpdTeJQ5o31qDTBf_OUpg6Vay5SOr67dh45RlhquC3LF_fAvDVfyE5Wm7Kct7KuoGAegzfLQz2QtPuf4Gj7EE/s320/027.JPG" width="320" /></a>There were games all over the place with facts about Tortuga's and how and why to protect them. there was great art to look at - I fell in LOVE with one piece- but - that is certainly not in the budget. But still fun to look at. There was a huge group from Global Vision International <a href="http://www.gviusa.com/">http://www.gviusa.com/</a> - they are a group of young adults that do dive training and also do a lot of volunteer stuff and they had such great energy. It was a lot of fun. They did face painting- more games and more games- it was great way to keep the kids occupied until the lights came on. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdjr6AX9EXTuujflovgLWyCprjdnVYrRCpTpZagddwEsbT-2enrUk21Wr3hq8Hzl7g7WqjMTyG-yFvKYuac11S7n42cIIJLb3V9JmEp-0wLLcTbOmS-hnaKOgSTXqCi_2KcX9o4PtGFjQ/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" nx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhdjr6AX9EXTuujflovgLWyCprjdnVYrRCpTpZagddwEsbT-2enrUk21Wr3hq8Hzl7g7WqjMTyG-yFvKYuac11S7n42cIIJLb3V9JmEp-0wLLcTbOmS-hnaKOgSTXqCi_2KcX9o4PtGFjQ/s320/015.JPG" width="320" /></a>But we were starting to wonder if that was going to happen. It was getting dark now and we knew that if all of the lights are off in Tulum it is going to be pretty dark. It was sort of cool to see the all the little candles in all the restaurants. But then at the last minute- the lights came on and the kids did their show. It was really great. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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On Sunday it was mostly just getting settled- seeing the kids and getting into the house. We rented a great little spot on the beach. It was a small little house with 1 bedroom downstairs and 2 beds in a loft upstairs. For us it was perfect. <br />
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We hung on the beach for the better part of the day with some friends and then we went to Le Zebra for salsa dancing. It was so much fun. We took the kids and Akilean did not take long to ask a very cute little girl if she wanted to dance. At 5 he is already a ladies man. And such a little gentleman. He holds open the door and the screen for me and Lena and he even did a little bow to the little girl after he danced with her and told her thank you. It was so cute. I can already see that he is going to be a wonderful man. <br />
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The food at Le Zebra was very good. The last time I ate there I was not totally blown away and I had heard that the food is really good here. I was glad that it was so good this time. The tortilla soup was killer- almost as good as my own. We all had a really great time dancing and eating. It was a really great start to our vacation. <br />
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Monday brought with it some real obstacles in the morning. I am having to deal with something that I never wanted to or ever thought that I would have to. But I guess all major problems and struggles are that way. The really amazing part about Monday was that the 100 chairs that were being donated by the Rotary Club of Cloverdale California were being delivered this morning. The local Rotary Club had sent out a notice and I was really surprised by how many people were there. <br />
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The chairs are beautiful. Brightly colored and perfect for the kids. They are very secure and that is wonderful. Some of the old chairs are totally falling apart and so this made a big difference. Elvia found out about my project and was able to secure funding to buy 100 new chairs and school supplies. I was so happy that my mom could be there for that. We used to do charity work together in Oregon and she was my inspiration for starting my project.<br />
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That afternoon we hung on th beach the whole day with some friends and my momma and brother. It was wonderful. The water was perfect and very calm and the whole day was a lot of fun. I even had some friends from San Francisco visiting Playa del Carmen and they came down to hang on the beach. <br />
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Then it was off to eat again - we went to Mateo's on the beach road and it was awesome. The food was great and I can see why this is such a popular spot. Then we headed off to La Llorona for my party. My friend Desire had gone and gotten me some beautiful flowers- my favorites- Lilies- then she had hung beautiful pieces of purple and green fabric to really make it MY party. Ruben had booked 2 killer bands. The first band is bandiCoral and is amazing. We had a great time dancing to them. Then the 2nd band was DNA and then were great too. We had so much fun and I danced my little but off. Everyone seemed to have a great time. <br />
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The party continued back at the beach house but when we got there- we found out that we had no electricity. :( There was a problem with water pump and so it ran and drained all of the generator. But we still had a great time. <br />
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The next day we hung on the beach again and enjoyed the water and the waves. For dinner we went over to Om and that was great. The food was great and we had a good time. My brother and Ruben were hardly able to stand up but we went out anyway. We had a good time but it was not a crazy late night- we were home by like 3:30 or 4. Well, I guess that is a late night. <br />
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On Wednesday it was time to get things picked up and got ready to head to Cancun. Mom and Ryan were leaving really early on Thursday so they were staying at a hotel right next to the airport. We hung out with them for a bit but then headed back to Tulum to have the hardest nights sleep in our lives. Man we crashed out. <br />
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Today is my 5 year wedding anniversary and I am going to go give myself a pedicure and manicure before I get a massage from my friend Gina- What a perfect birthday gift- and cashing in on a perfect day.Rosas Clan in Tulumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10264493777912893859noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56392795534428327.post-73001778476936707862010-09-30T07:58:00.000-05:002010-09-30T07:58:53.866-05:00An early morning in Mexico<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhrS8Zx3vTcEqoefDyRzD0oLuvGL1PaMluD1Ca1D4D1cO4vUfqmfRRia5vFqv6GnvB5TH8CWaoBHblaDxM5YpqIcS7GbsNLJ1ZAxuOVeWoF1RkdWlWgh3Rd_PRaLta534mf0JmnPbZt3o/s1600/001.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhrS8Zx3vTcEqoefDyRzD0oLuvGL1PaMluD1Ca1D4D1cO4vUfqmfRRia5vFqv6GnvB5TH8CWaoBHblaDxM5YpqIcS7GbsNLJ1ZAxuOVeWoF1RkdWlWgh3Rd_PRaLta534mf0JmnPbZt3o/s320/001.JPG" width="240" /></a>Any one with school aged kids is used to the early morning routine in Mexico. Now I cannot speak for other areas in Mexico but here in Tulum, the mornings are pretty much always the same. Upon leaving the house at 6:45 and heading to town for school- the first glance you have at the day - after the bottom of your coffee cup... is .. you guessed it....</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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For me, a tabano bite is very clear- it welts up and is very large and in many cases will swell. I was in misery last night. I maybe slept for about 2 solid hours. The rest was tossing and turning and scratching. This morning while sweeping I found a dead tabano on the floor of my house. Sweeping his lifeless little body into the dust pan, I could not help but wonder if he had dropped dead from exhaustion from biting me so many times. <br />
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On the flip side, as I write now I am smelling the wonderful aroma of fresh jasmine flowers. My friend has been coming by in the morning before she heads to work. She lives an hour and a half bus ride north of me and has been busing in every day for work. She always brings me a little something. A snippet of wild flowers, a j some coffee- random little things to bringten my morning. At brighten in does. The smell of these little beauties is amazing. It reminds me that I really must plant some jasmine in my garden. <br />
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Yesterdays post about my neighbor taking my bike was met by kind ears with lots of advice. Even by the time I had sat back down to my computer I had already decided, Mindy, she is your neighbor and friend- she needed to use it- so do not be mad anymore. But lets set up some ground rules and boundaries. Okay- no problem. except that she has not brought back the bike yet?????<br />
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Yesterday when I took the kids to their ballet class I passed by where she works and she was not there- which did not surprise me- but then when I got home- the bike was not at my house and no one was at her house. This sent me back into being annoyed. <br />
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I think the way to deal with it is to get a lock like all have said and just kindly tell her- I understand that she needs to borrow my bike sometime but that it was a brand new bike and now has problems. I like to ride my bike- long bike rides for health and exercise. So when the front wheel wobbles like it now does- that is a problem for me. the seat is no longer attached in the back- that is a problem for me. <br />
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I mean- I know that I am a go to girl for things on my street because I will very rarely say no- and why would I - people want to use my blender- fine- they do and bring it back- or my big pot to cook beans in- no problem- but these things have come back fast and in good condition- that is not the case with my bike. <br />
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Ahhh- the jasmine flower high is wearing off and I am geting upset again. Breath- not a big deal- I just need to start laying some ground work.Rosas Clan in Tulumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10264493777912893859noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56392795534428327.post-43410794375792922892010-09-28T07:27:00.000-05:002010-09-28T07:27:58.350-05:00OKay... I get that I am kinda being a bitch but really?Okay. Now if I actually have to sit back and ask myself... "Mindy, do you have anything to really be upset about, or are you just being a bitch?" Then I have probably already answered the question but... <br />
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Now I am so grateful to have my car and it has totally changed my life. But... I do not want to drive it all the time. My son's school is very near and easy to get to by bike and he is small enough to fit on the back. So you can imagine my annoyance when I was driving home from dropping Lena off at school and there goes my neighbor off to work on ... wait for it... MY BIKE! <br />
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Now to be fair... I was probably not going to take Akilean on the bike today because it is very wet and looks like it will rain a lot more. But still. Why are you going into my yard and grabbing my bike. She had it for almost 2 months when I was in SF and had my family visiting here. Which I did not mind. I told her- I have all the kids so it is no problem. Just please take care of it. It is a brand new bike. <br />
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Well, after the 2 months I finally got it back and it had a few little problems- okay fine- whatever. I am not going to say anything. It is just part of having a bike in general but. AAAAAaHAHAHAHAHAA! I am really annoyed. It is already hard to deal with the way that a lot of locals view Americans in that we can simply buy more of whatever it is that we have. Now. I know that we might look like we have more then most- and we do. We were fortunate enough back in the states to 1) have jobs that were able to buy the things that we like, 2) a plethora of stores (word use for you momma! jaja) where you can buy very nice things for crazy cheap prices. - And yes I know- that this is due tot he gluttony of the USA. 3) we had family that were fortunate in their money and many of the things that we have were once theirs or gifts and 4) and this is the real kicker- an incredibly frugal and crafty wife that can find or make cheap things look amazing! This is a stage craft skill that I am glad I have. <br />
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But that does not mean that if you break one of my nice looking wine glasses or coffee mugs that I can run out and grab a new one. I live here too remember? Just like you. My husband makes the same money as everyone else and my rent is the same and so is my food. Only difference is that at every turn I am paying just a little bit more then most others might because once again there is this idea that we Americans have stashes of money in our pockets. <br />
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Anyway. I am just a little pissed about it. Again. I know that I was not going to use it today but I am just annoyed that she keeps going into my yard and taking it. Now if it had just been a few times- hey can I use your bike really fast? We do that with our neighbor- we have gone into his yard and used the little bbq before. Things like that. But not every time I cook. I mean... sorry but buy a bike. And the reason she does not have one is the last 2 have been stolen and gotten broken. So why would want to hand over my bike. just because I have a car does not mean I do not want or use my bike. <br />
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Okay. End of rant. Now I just have to wait till she gets home to tell her to stop taking it. Even better- get a new bike lock and take away the option. But even the constant asking me if she can borrow it is driving me crazy. Rosas Clan in Tulumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10264493777912893859noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56392795534428327.post-53667468889334919382010-09-23T14:16:00.000-05:002010-09-23T14:16:23.197-05:00A great meet up Internet folk<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9pbk4Xsp0zYqjDSS0HMoCwWw9Ig4_6QA-1GnHUrjGMrMg3B0R7TAGxeHuvaIHa8w-kZjDDLmXvreopXdfLOmtryHX2rZcnQk0xNRekh30zIq9EaSa8S1mgQUh7QLRkJpsMc7J_eJCv_k/s1600/040.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9pbk4Xsp0zYqjDSS0HMoCwWw9Ig4_6QA-1GnHUrjGMrMg3B0R7TAGxeHuvaIHa8w-kZjDDLmXvreopXdfLOmtryHX2rZcnQk0xNRekh30zIq9EaSa8S1mgQUh7QLRkJpsMc7J_eJCv_k/s320/040.JPG" /></a></div>Well, before I talk about my very awesome meet up with some great people from Tulum.info I must say first that I one of the things that I hate the most about being sick is the crazy dreams that you have. I had some really nutty ones last night. Anyway. <br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQJnsNhCvyW1g8qn3EuPdLg-Bc-_H4l7_Aeo-lHN5R7oF1t5sQYjbamuPl9wIh1YjEvYHveT9bKPKfiMaJgx9g0eLEFPfXchSL7g0QulLR11X7oQFaJ3-wKMPfE7A5q5v8jdlY9nJPsJY/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" px="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjQJnsNhCvyW1g8qn3EuPdLg-Bc-_H4l7_Aeo-lHN5R7oF1t5sQYjbamuPl9wIh1YjEvYHveT9bKPKfiMaJgx9g0eLEFPfXchSL7g0QulLR11X7oQFaJ3-wKMPfE7A5q5v8jdlY9nJPsJY/s320/015.JPG" /></a>I am a member of Tulum.info a great forum site online about Tulum. There is a lot of great information about Tulum on their from other travelers and their experiences. But there is a real community that forms. Well, every so often we have a meet up when there are a few people here. This most recent meet up was one for the books. </div><br />
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The food was so amazing. I have some notes on more details. But it is easy to say one of the very best meals that I have had in a long time. <br />
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We had 6 tequilas and 1 mescal ranging from blanco- repasado- anejo- almond- pomegranate- it was amazing!!!!<br />
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Chilis en Nogales, Mexican Pizza, Nut Chili mole sauce and Tuna pastor! Easy to say- I got spoiled. <br />
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There is a new addition - The donation counter widget. If you want to help and would be willing you can easily add this gadget to your own website. Our school project donation widget will appear on your site and we could reach a much wider audience. All funds collected are collected through pay pal. <br />
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Simply click on the Add to site button and it will tell you what to do. It would be so appreciated. <br />
I hope that you all like the website and that you will follow and help spread the word about this project. I think that we will be able to do some amazing things in Tulum. <br />
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Thank you to everyone for your support. I look forward to sharing all of our progress. <br />
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<a href="http://www.tulumschools.blogspot.com/">http://www.tulumschools.blogspot.com/</a> is the site. Thanks all.Rosas Clan in Tulumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10264493777912893859noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56392795534428327.post-25382641830521125392010-09-17T09:25:00.000-05:002010-09-17T09:25:36.017-05:00A hurricane! 200 Years of Independance and 100 years since the Revolution!<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv86Bg9yib3Im5j74HhXJ4jH1ffDcT9qqq3EJz2d0yftXpkUY1DHvAwVm3fvHuT18hTWQkmCHT2XICjX6j7rl54vbwPvExTI19ma2ExJ4PPmmA1ddMIGmRu1fLNKLvpi1qDjm5Ugah494/s1600/060.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" qx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgv86Bg9yib3Im5j74HhXJ4jH1ffDcT9qqq3EJz2d0yftXpkUY1DHvAwVm3fvHuT18hTWQkmCHT2XICjX6j7rl54vbwPvExTI19ma2ExJ4PPmmA1ddMIGmRu1fLNKLvpi1qDjm5Ugah494/s320/060.JPG" /></a></div>Well, there is no getting around it. It has been a party mood around Tulum for a the past week. Yesterday (the 16th of Sept.) marked the 100 year anniversary of Mexico's revolution and the 200 year anniversary of Mexico's Independence from Spain! <br />
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There were parties, fairs, parades and festivities everywhere. The kids and I spent the first part of the day on the 15th on the Yaaj-Ximbal tour. It was wonderful as always. A 4x4 trip through the jungle were we all got bounced around the back of the cars while we flew over rocks and trees in the middle of the jungle. <br />
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<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-wgoDcqICImSXx__Q-rS_eBOKRY-iZ5RC2jAlT0eE-oVwE_eppNqpygfyg-wAJKXKbfEodHsafFpy4ENuY5pZL04A0rr7iVBiFl2Cvo1PG-ApxuFArRXHS_n3Mr4GEiUOGMfyNmhhuA0/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" qx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-wgoDcqICImSXx__Q-rS_eBOKRY-iZ5RC2jAlT0eE-oVwE_eppNqpygfyg-wAJKXKbfEodHsafFpy4ENuY5pZL04A0rr7iVBiFl2Cvo1PG-ApxuFArRXHS_n3Mr4GEiUOGMfyNmhhuA0/s320/009.JPG" /></a></div>The new cenote/ cave that they go in is amazing. I really enjoyed it. And I was really impressed with the fact that the kids were not scared. I mean- being deep in a cave can be sort of scary for some kids but not my little adventure seekers. Poor little Akilean did get pretty cold thought. I cannot imagine why? He has so much meat on his bones.(dripping with sarcasm) jajaja. He eats a ton and yet still has this body that is just soooooo skinny. He has the same build as my brother Ryan and my Uncle Brad. There is nothing that will change it- he is a slender kid. <br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiorXQ8jNRVLzCxxyqevsvTSA7paFC8ndYroazS5Bour2tnXvzFIQ7-ZNNKs2ZeS7SmgI_BzVOHaDTp-P0-DLw4IFx9N1D2gv1Rkil-ZKnXf4En7YyVF0RO_51hyphenhyphenks9UgG6_t4zvzUtcMU/s1600/010.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" qx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiorXQ8jNRVLzCxxyqevsvTSA7paFC8ndYroazS5Bour2tnXvzFIQ7-ZNNKs2ZeS7SmgI_BzVOHaDTp-P0-DLw4IFx9N1D2gv1Rkil-ZKnXf4En7YyVF0RO_51hyphenhyphenks9UgG6_t4zvzUtcMU/s320/010.JPG" /></a>Lena on the other had got my and Ruben's build. Ruben is one of those really broad shoulder guys with a lot of muscles. He is the sort of guy that would never be able to stretch his arms straight above his head because his shoulder muscles are too big. I love this build in my husband. I have always had a short build and even when I danced between a little chunky or really skinny- I still had what was then referred to as "soccer legs." This usually meant short- very strong muscular legs- especially thighs. It was something that i hated then but love now. Since I have no upper body strength and now less since my severe hand injuries- I used to do everything with my legs. I used to move massive pieces of furniture with legs when I wanted to rearrange my house. Ruben was amazed on what a short 100 lbs chick could get accomplished while he was at work- especially since I had NO arm ability. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS2czZ2R2nJYJlXb1XJP7UJUBQNruB9CK9oGYIIKFNXR9xOtODW_JB_mcUyjQlX_PYwSZGchhUSADA0rGnXfEbXYoI3AXrdaHDZXjX42WrMx_et0rJ2fa9KahFSPh8QK2OvDGAyBmEW3A/s1600/042.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" qx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhS2czZ2R2nJYJlXb1XJP7UJUBQNruB9CK9oGYIIKFNXR9xOtODW_JB_mcUyjQlX_PYwSZGchhUSADA0rGnXfEbXYoI3AXrdaHDZXjX42WrMx_et0rJ2fa9KahFSPh8QK2OvDGAyBmEW3A/s320/042.JPG" /></a>She is a born water baby. She has loved the bath, pools and the sea and will spend HOURS in anyone of them. I often tell people that Akilean will be my fire dancing, acro-yoga instructor and Lena will be a scuba instructor or kite boarder. They are both showing more and more of their personalities and I love watching them. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCY7msBp0O7cWRVQtp1RVwNHPC__ZL-74KB_zdC4dJhC1IG1sqhx-ZBKpRPsM16gmZgAITs49WPZptCV2yikS7YodHnvQx7EuKklhAOVWTj-Qfnqt7RS625rAurjrDt-y8mrV292XcGcw/s1600/056.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" qx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCY7msBp0O7cWRVQtp1RVwNHPC__ZL-74KB_zdC4dJhC1IG1sqhx-ZBKpRPsM16gmZgAITs49WPZptCV2yikS7YodHnvQx7EuKklhAOVWTj-Qfnqt7RS625rAurjrDt-y8mrV292XcGcw/s320/056.JPG" /></a></div>After the fun day on the tour we headed home for a quick nap and then off to the party at Lena's school. Well, you would think that the party would be there- since there was a note and a big deal about everyone had to come to the event at the school. So you can imagine our annoyance when we got to the school and there was nothing. No note of cancellation- and certainly no party. Oh well- <br />
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<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTO9VL9gMHoVOd3dJNe18r2OsuFA2a0iWOd5jPxozJWcrNQt0WqShX42lwXxjqmkfBT2ra2rQ-oF1Zj9eOGMNia7IuXswmxs4O7TvOC9Kp1Kl1iiU91TBAPqwPTml3PGQRapp4R79LDz4/s1600/064.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" qx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTO9VL9gMHoVOd3dJNe18r2OsuFA2a0iWOd5jPxozJWcrNQt0WqShX42lwXxjqmkfBT2ra2rQ-oF1Zj9eOGMNia7IuXswmxs4O7TvOC9Kp1Kl1iiU91TBAPqwPTml3PGQRapp4R79LDz4/s320/064.JPG" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">We spent the evening at the "fair" and let the kids go on the bumper cars and bought them a toy. There are very few rides here and they are either for babies or they are for adults. So we bought them a toy instead. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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Now I new that Thursday was happeneing and almost 100% likely Friday, but Wednesday????? Well, Okay. But wit? What? They are done at 9:00 on Tuesday! WOW that is a celebration of Independance indeed. <br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">The parade was really cute. The costumes were really amazing. All of the kids in the school looked adorable and I could tell that parents had worked really hard on these costumes. Some had clearly worked very hard as some of the costumes did really look nice. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMR3MY2onTSVUYfPfOqgY6UzoJCj7IKEiW43iJcNk9Oueb_dzc_lAWmZOdecPh1di1IinIOQ1FqSNsevKA48YUkt38wwyhM_u7RLuB3qwmdDyplQoDVz7U_vtA9uWpWuDCUrpoH4O4GAM/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" qx="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMR3MY2onTSVUYfPfOqgY6UzoJCj7IKEiW43iJcNk9Oueb_dzc_lAWmZOdecPh1di1IinIOQ1FqSNsevKA48YUkt38wwyhM_u7RLuB3qwmdDyplQoDVz7U_vtA9uWpWuDCUrpoH4O4GAM/s320/009.JPG" /></a></div>I think Akilean was the cutest but I am sure that every mother says that. There was a lot of work but not a lot of parade time. Nor was the route something that was going to take them by many people. Oh well. It was so cute none the less. <br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Akilean looked so handsome and wore his mustache well. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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This has gotten so much worse as the bicentennial Independence day is coming around. There is always some flag that we have to buy or crepe flowers that we have to make or even better- a massive costume to construct and paint. <br />
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<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLcxCav9eM7glbEbRm_0SRWbkMTdSFLPPFiZz6Phj5I209KQm8tyFae8gFFLBI0s6lYpzPl7dqdqNY5_yKRdREH8D8_EJB_X1a6rGGe6jCPF2G2w7KnjwD9Iecaflk7kKjTWmXAOUUfa8/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLcxCav9eM7glbEbRm_0SRWbkMTdSFLPPFiZz6Phj5I209KQm8tyFae8gFFLBI0s6lYpzPl7dqdqNY5_yKRdREH8D8_EJB_X1a6rGGe6jCPF2G2w7KnjwD9Iecaflk7kKjTWmXAOUUfa8/s320/007.JPG" /></a></div>I am so much more annoyed when I spend time and effort with my kids doing homework- cutting up special family photographs and destroying books and magazines to find certain images or words... only for them not to turn the damn thing in. This is so infuriating. (sadly I think I tortured my parents with this very same issue) I would work really hard, do a great job and then at the end of the month you would find all of the homework still in my notebook and my parents really confused about my bad grades. Well- now Lena is doing it to me. <br />
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And the thing that I hate the most is that I am the one who ends up looking like a total ass. Here no one seems to tell you anything that is going on. They just have the kids relay information to the parents. What to buy, when they are needed for extra hours or when there is no school at all. <br />
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Do you know what happens when you give a 6 year old messages to pass along to their parents? They forget or do not give the details always correctly. I imagine that is because they told it to a 6 year old. And you know what really sucks... I look like an ass. I am sick of being 5 steps behind and yet I am always doing something. <br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5OaWkg5_Do50pCQVTmkRnIjw16MAiO87UyxHheqBa6Crg2VZzYz0HP_LQWbBHqxKsSkq9JrIhsgg-sAt19-MoWpImBK1FsTCF88gJSjrpAV3Mrs2tAmbPc_HD1yk97R5JDVIZ4Mjusq4/s1600/zacesta.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5OaWkg5_Do50pCQVTmkRnIjw16MAiO87UyxHheqBa6Crg2VZzYz0HP_LQWbBHqxKsSkq9JrIhsgg-sAt19-MoWpImBK1FsTCF88gJSjrpAV3Mrs2tAmbPc_HD1yk97R5JDVIZ4Mjusq4/s320/zacesta.jpg" /></a>These are not always small projects either. Akilean had to have a costume for his Independence day. We had to buy 2 meters of bollio. A soft paint-able fabric. Once bought you need to paint it to look like what ever character he is playing. Last year he was a monk of some kind and had to wear a garbage bag and rope and a white haired wig made from cotton balls. Well- his hair already glows in the Mexican sun so we just did the garbage bag. You can read that post <a href="http://rosas-standring.blogspot.com/2009/09/too-much-to-handle.html">HERE</a>. This year he needs to look like a zacateca or something. Here is what he was needing to look like. Simple right. Facil. And when I went to pick him up from school I was told. Well, a bunch of us are doing it right now. come and join us. This is how it seems to work here. Everyone just expects that you have nothing else to do and no where else to go. Shockingly I never seem to be able to get much of my work done. And now that I finally have a car I am missing my Netbook- the one thing that actually helped me to get my articles written. And now it is gone and I am confined to my house to write and this is not a conducive place for writing about the peace of the Caribbean - but anyway. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrXKxJZ4JAwK7d1IV9Z1EH0mSREpWGhyphenhyphenqpjZoi7gaGSnSSzfZc7pt_vwFXjUNIJ_kjjyThZfAz-fw9eMQ7Gd6zfFtCUoQUhnZW8uz4sRGWbTaiLlv1lthOz2dXXacAHNiej3EZa8MPbkw/s1600/017.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrXKxJZ4JAwK7d1IV9Z1EH0mSREpWGhyphenhyphenqpjZoi7gaGSnSSzfZc7pt_vwFXjUNIJ_kjjyThZfAz-fw9eMQ7Gd6zfFtCUoQUhnZW8uz4sRGWbTaiLlv1lthOz2dXXacAHNiej3EZa8MPbkw/s320/017.JPG" /></a>So as we set all over Tulum to find the needed fabric of course it is all gone. Because Tulum does not have a stock of anything. So we head up to Playa to buy it. Thank goodness we have a car and this was a option - otherwise he would have been SOL. We told our friend Desire that we would visit her this weekend and she was going to help me paint the costume. She is a wonderful artist and really made it wonderful. Akilean even got to help as well. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">He loves to paint. I have also dicovered another love of Akilean's He has a strong love and a spark of natural talent for the guitar. He has perfect finger movement and understands the idea of the strings already. He was sitting at the chair strumming his guitar (well- Desires guitar) and a friend of Desires was very impressed with his strumming. When I told him that was the first time he had ever picked up a guitar he was shocked. He said that Akilean had a natural talent and Akilean loves the guitar so I have decided to take Akilean out of ballet and put him into guitar class. He also did a great job painting his costume. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</div>Rosas Clan in Tulumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10264493777912893859noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56392795534428327.post-65668710866875796072010-09-07T07:53:00.002-05:002010-09-07T07:59:16.328-05:00Acting DebutYesterday was a day full of wonderful surprises. 1st - Ruben and I drove around doing all of the little things that we needed to get done. We paid our rent, our bills and Lena's tuition and then drove over to our land that still sits as a little piece of jungle. While picking up Akilean we were told that tomorrow (today) there was going to be a field trip to the planetarium that has has been set up in the main square. It is a tiny little thing on the top of a half semi truck but amazing just the same- especially in the eyes of a child. <br />
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Ruben and I had already decided that we were going to take both of the kids on Friday when it opens to the public. But Akilean's school had been given 40 passes for the kids to attend. We had already signed up and paid the 5 pesos for Akilean when I had the obvious idea that we should let one of the other students go whose parents might not be taking them because we knew that Akilean was going to be going anyway. We gave up his spot and were told that he should not come to school tomorrow because the kids that were going would be gone and the rest of the kids would not have school. - okay no worries. <br />
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So we went home to complete the rest of what we do- laundry- homework- playing with friends- you know.. the norm. Ruben was running a little late to catch the bus for work down to the beach so I said.. "hey love, do you want us to give you a ride?" I love saying that. Since we were going to be there anyway the kids and I grabbed our suits and spent about 1 hour on the beach. It was wonderful. No need to spend the whole day or hours- just a little play time in the waves before heading back home. It was perfect. <br />
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After doing homework we were greeted by a wonderful surprise. My good friend Desire and her daughter were in town from Puerto Morelos and came by to see us. We were having a wonderful evening when we heard a man;s voice at the door. <br />
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It was my good friend Carlos. He had been trying to get a hold of me all day but alas- my phone was in the bag that was stolen and here- you do not get your number back. So he tracked me down to tell me the news that Dream's, a large all inclusive hotel chain, really wanted Lena for a promotional video that they were shooting. <br />
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It pays 500 pesos, which is awesome considering her tuition is 1500 pesos and is already difficult to meet. They also wanted Ruben but unfortunately he has to work and cannot get out of it. But Lena gets to have her acting debut. <br />
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She is so unbelievably excited. I am not a fan of her missing school and this new school is not like her old one of- whatever- bring her or no- no importa. This school is very serious about her education and I love that. BUT... she would have to miss a day. I went this morning while dropping off the other little girl that we take to school and talked with her teacher. I told her that I am so sorry that Lena would not be at school today and explained why. I can do all of the work and lessons with her in the house and would gladly do more but I really want Lena to have this opportunity. <br />
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Not only is it a chance for her to earn 1/3 of her tuition in a day but what an experience. She is so in love with performing and does so all the time but now she gets to do it .. shall we say.. for real. <br />
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As a theater major in college and someone who has been acting since about the same age as Lena, I am so happy for her. For 1 there is the money that she will earn today towards her school which is wonderful, but there is also the opportunity for so much more. But even if it never goes anywhere and she never does it again... what an amazing experience for her. I know that she is going to have a great time today and I get to go with her and Akilean will be with me. As luck would have it he does not have school today. <br />
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I am eager to see how the whole thing plays out and to see the final video. I am so proud of my little girl and I am so happy she gets to have this experience. Now that I am armed with a camera I will take a ton of photos of my sweet heart in her debut and know that we all have a good time watching her. <br />
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I look forward to sharing the pics and the experience with my friends and family and all of my readers. Have a great day.Rosas Clan in Tulumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10264493777912893859noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56392795534428327.post-89256760539379417252010-09-05T08:29:00.000-05:002010-09-05T08:29:34.983-05:00YEAH- MY HOME!<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvXr7Du0CGWr92d1x2l2nZityy-cMWifKQ0l169JMWbWAAcjRqq4P1NcUf0UEikH02PvUFU6y42QfmytizmrFNACovbWh6GI1o-kDorlphx2fuUh_6k2WBRSYff5CqJJnL57e_3Iyqp9I/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvXr7Du0CGWr92d1x2l2nZityy-cMWifKQ0l169JMWbWAAcjRqq4P1NcUf0UEikH02PvUFU6y42QfmytizmrFNACovbWh6GI1o-kDorlphx2fuUh_6k2WBRSYff5CqJJnL57e_3Iyqp9I/s320/002.JPG" /></a>I as not sure why I take such pride in my home but sitting in a clean house- especially one that is staged is one of my greatest joys. Perhaps that because as a mom - with kids this look is very rare. jaja. But yesterday Ruben got home and we got right to work getting the house put together. Piece by piece we got the kids larger items set up. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div>The first area to get set was la area de los ninos. - the kids area. We set up their little table and a little tent and now they have their very own space in the house. The have their videos, their Wii (which I am very impressed they do not play as often as I thought they would try) and their table to work and eat. It is a great little area. Lena wants me to put up a curtain so they can close it and have their space. <br />
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<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmGuX9uXrcVFBvJ44r5RndMSXAccmlA_a8NB4R9CuodeQoRlBADDqnaw-OyuIKgceSWdfKcFoDRCiDSHQSfTeToBbDg9HNvMHPbXPtHmvuIAGiNWKIEjiKRQ7Kcir6QDVmMtoHtwoYsIc/s1600/004.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmGuX9uXrcVFBvJ44r5RndMSXAccmlA_a8NB4R9CuodeQoRlBADDqnaw-OyuIKgceSWdfKcFoDRCiDSHQSfTeToBbDg9HNvMHPbXPtHmvuIAGiNWKIEjiKRQ7Kcir6QDVmMtoHtwoYsIc/s320/004.JPG" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">The bedroom looks great. Lena has her vanity so she can sit and do her hair and what not. She is so cute. And her doll house. This doll house was her 4th birthday present and it is so cool. The colors and drawings are amazing and the furniture is sturdy and very cute. I was so surprised at how inexpensive the house was. I would have expected a higher price then the $70 we paid. Akilean and Lena have already had a great time playing with it. And I have a sneaky suspicion that there will be many little girls here today to play with it. </div><br />
<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8nnhR_AXZdvXeq_nE6FZlEapLb1ibPzoSKwU29xGAt67fRfF56JmgJ6i8rcuYBOnla8qf9B9hfG_kG5Bj0VaGQUj73c4mwxOEwZ1FJQo9PXD02AtVcoafnIMwXXo_WCwQ_Kycd3ND5Ng/s1600/007.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8nnhR_AXZdvXeq_nE6FZlEapLb1ibPzoSKwU29xGAt67fRfF56JmgJ6i8rcuYBOnla8qf9B9hfG_kG5Bj0VaGQUj73c4mwxOEwZ1FJQo9PXD02AtVcoafnIMwXXo_WCwQ_Kycd3ND5Ng/s320/007.JPG" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">And although we got a lot done yesterday and the house looks great- we still have our "to do" pile. It looks a lot worse then it is. Most of it is clean cloths that need to be put away and there is a very large black bag that is actually my friends from another small town that I will take to her. </div><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Last night after we staged the house a bit and got it picked up, we sat down and enjoyed a bottle of wine that my dad had sent down with me. It was a wonderful bottle. Evans and Tate, Shiraz. It was made so much better by the face that it was drank out of our old wine glasses from the states that I was able to bring down. I think we will have much better luck keeping these from breaking because of the wonderful shelf with wine rack that Ruben built me. He is such a wonderful and handy husband. </div><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">We sat in our living room and enjoyed the wine while simply looking around our house. I cannot wait to get my art work up and enjoy it even more. The garden is also looking amazing. There are several papayas that are growing very well and there has even appeared a flower on my bougainvillea. This plant has not flowered in over a year after its initial flowering. But I have heard that is normal. I do hope that it begins to bloom. It will create the most beautiful little "flower house" under the arbor that Ruben built me last year. All of the other plants have grown to the point of being as high as the fence and are filling in and blocking the view from the street. </div><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRnmqKgbcJanyjihmVXTeQIWzbm1TFtcc6cwW3RWbtcO_D3YFxUPsUSWyjg6nSDKo-4PXhdiZ2cP8o_HZQNhYbJ5egATb-Qur60rsoNbVSsSgDy-5WuECMLdJXABF5wvBCN8GzLgaYJEg/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRnmqKgbcJanyjihmVXTeQIWzbm1TFtcc6cwW3RWbtcO_D3YFxUPsUSWyjg6nSDKo-4PXhdiZ2cP8o_HZQNhYbJ5egATb-Qur60rsoNbVSsSgDy-5WuECMLdJXABF5wvBCN8GzLgaYJEg/s320/009.JPG" /></a>In other news - I am so happy about the books that we got for the kids. I say we- meaning all of the wonderful people who were kind enough to help us pay for these amazing books. They were pretty expensive but have proven their worth already. Last week Lena was learning about Nouns, or sustantivos in Spanish, and we grabbed the grammar volume and looked up the page about sustantivos. It gave a wonderful lesson that balanced nicely with the one that Lena got in school. Thank you again to everyone who helped with these book. It was beyond kind of you. </div><br />
<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXzd92xDs1dvAfIcbEItXdMxPT7F4bT_qgmBZRLfXC2FwDxm6gwwXrgTTU9wb5f8YPsXHO73UTg8nFxpYba8zIzIKO49_QVlXTTZvMaANhM1uctXc1WEIHejg3MBRN2937Qoz-QFIBkt8/s1600/006.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXzd92xDs1dvAfIcbEItXdMxPT7F4bT_qgmBZRLfXC2FwDxm6gwwXrgTTU9wb5f8YPsXHO73UTg8nFxpYba8zIzIKO49_QVlXTTZvMaANhM1uctXc1WEIHejg3MBRN2937Qoz-QFIBkt8/s320/006.JPG" /></a></div>I love her school so much. I have decided that I am going to have a sale of all of my old cloths. I have some beautiful cloths that are from the United States that simply do not work for my life here. Here they are just going to get destroyed. So I decided that I would take photos and have a sort of internet garage sale to raise money for her tuition. My mom will be here next month for my birthday and she will take the items home and mail them. Stay tuned- this should be sometime in the next week. Once it is up - please let anyone that you think might like them about my sale. I was going to sell the kids old cloths as well but have decided that there are too many mothers here that are in need of kids cloths and unable to buy them. So it makes more sense to share those with them. <br />
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I think it will be a great success. The cloths that I owned in the states are very nice and perfect for the office. But here- they are just bin fillers. jaja. Rosas Clan in Tulumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10264493777912893859noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56392795534428327.post-50719757302118566172010-09-04T14:55:00.002-05:002010-09-04T15:00:55.154-05:00Is the glass half full or half empty?Well - either way- today it is just half. This morning while emptying some things from the car-- (yes it is here- more on that in a moment...) I felt something go into my eye. It felt very large and very painful. I went into my house to see if I could flush it out. After several minutes of it still feeling very painful I decided to walk over to my good friend Gina's house. She is the grandmother to some friends of my kids and she always has wonderful homeopathic solutions to common problems - especially ones that seem specific to this area. <br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">She had some drops that she wanted to out in my eye but warned me that it would sting. She was not lying. Sting it did - a lot. Not to the point of absolutely unbearable but not fun. The drops are made of salvula (also knows as fresh aloe gel) along with some other herbs. She gave me the bottle to put a few more drops in my eyes 3 times a day for 3 days. I am also to keep it closed. Well that is much easier said then done.</div><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7l9dBEmmDuviGlwWOkJ93__bvtujwnLjovvLKwgZplR3G8MjP1-riTOsQVqsqy7VtPSnUVL6PfOMGDpvcBHPiZdtI1JXKytdBCAQ2bd_OR6wN_HRgjhgE2DQpPDvcHZABd0-Vio-FGYs/s1600/009.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7l9dBEmmDuviGlwWOkJ93__bvtujwnLjovvLKwgZplR3G8MjP1-riTOsQVqsqy7VtPSnUVL6PfOMGDpvcBHPiZdtI1JXKytdBCAQ2bd_OR6wN_HRgjhgE2DQpPDvcHZABd0-Vio-FGYs/s320/009.JPG" /></a>I have 2 band aids on my eye holding it shut so it can rest. And I have crashed my hip into more then one counter today. So although I look like a ghetto pirate - my eye will feel better soon I am sure. </div><br />
In other news. Ruben got here yesterday around 6 in the evening. He was originally going to call me from a few hours away to give me an idea when he would be home. He was not able to and did not want to go through the towns to find a phone- he just wanted to get home. It was a wonderful surprise to see him. He looked as handsome as ever. <br />
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<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">After a quick shower it was time to empty at least the inside of the car. It looks like my storage unit threw up in my house. But I am so excited to have my art work and many just random items. We had a nice dinner and laid in the front yard to look at the stars. The kids are so glad that Ruben is home. </div><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxzO6UkvimYBzvdrQIHlHrkD1hSFoIdtgdl5PFlRvDvaRfACUYtLEso5N7L5x6WPl60ErkXjV9Bou1IudwJt51757PJdqvKfuSjzZkawxAWGWx5CyjIj7vvCr-KhsltiqEklmijmKJNnc/s1600/013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxzO6UkvimYBzvdrQIHlHrkD1hSFoIdtgdl5PFlRvDvaRfACUYtLEso5N7L5x6WPl60ErkXjV9Bou1IudwJt51757PJdqvKfuSjzZkawxAWGWx5CyjIj7vvCr-KhsltiqEklmijmKJNnc/s320/013.JPG" /></a>Most of our stuff is packed into boxes so I could not bring too many of them. My art was #1 for us and beach toys. We have these 2 skim boards from when I was a kid and so I got those and a boogie board and some kites. After those things it was time to fill it up with whatever randomness was around and would fit. </div><br />
I did grab some of Lena's furniture from her room as it breaks down easily and she is so excited about that. Akilean's toys from the states were for a much younger person so I did not bring many. I did however bring him a HUGE storage bin FULL of Legos. This is a love hate thing. <br />
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<div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjImytrap7tSNfzNr7HGH8lMWQx8xlvlQ8sle7VSNb3dCGDp3zCAOnP7FAEhLOt6jZsKJSroMMBFphKkfAnL7NBiLO5Yyf4Wfu5iUr66n3wlm1NunpNjo9-YuTIS8YnFje4TQi4ohr-MNM/s1600/012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjImytrap7tSNfzNr7HGH8lMWQx8xlvlQ8sle7VSNb3dCGDp3zCAOnP7FAEhLOt6jZsKJSroMMBFphKkfAnL7NBiLO5Yyf4Wfu5iUr66n3wlm1NunpNjo9-YuTIS8YnFje4TQi4ohr-MNM/s320/012.JPG" /></a></div>As a mom- they are messy and hurt when you step on them but on the flip side- the hours of imaginative play and building is priceless. There are so many little people, doors and windows a even some castles- star wars stuff and what not. He is already having a blast and the neighbor girls are here and they are all playing and having a great time with them so that is worth it. <br />
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The car is great and looks great in front of my house. But every time I look outside I think..."who is here?" It is going to take a while to get used to the fact that it is my car. especially since this has never been my car before so I do not associate myself with it at all. But it is perfect. 4 doors, great gas mileage, perfect color- not flashy or too noticeable, nothing fancy or expensive inside the car to attract theft and my grandma took great car of it. I have some fun memories of shopping trips my grandma and I had in that car so that is just 1 more bonus. <br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXmyvcL1XkjIrhFX_5R3v4eqhyyNopVNehhSLIIweBp4U5kvJWixDRXs-LEWFR3IZPYTCkDFEfOsQPUmR_yDoTg_g14SDraGEpf-OI0NAne8Yqo-6gsQ2V2vo7zys2Kof0GeAn6Di5CAI/s1600/015.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXmyvcL1XkjIrhFX_5R3v4eqhyyNopVNehhSLIIweBp4U5kvJWixDRXs-LEWFR3IZPYTCkDFEfOsQPUmR_yDoTg_g14SDraGEpf-OI0NAne8Yqo-6gsQ2V2vo7zys2Kof0GeAn6Di5CAI/s320/015.JPG" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Well, I am off- this half view of the computer is not the easiest thing in the world and my other eye is getting tired. </div>Rosas Clan in Tulumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10264493777912893859noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56392795534428327.post-10102455280728099192010-09-03T00:33:00.003-05:002010-09-03T00:40:06.419-05:00it is not that I cannot... it is that I do not want to.I have lived in a time of women and I have been blessed with the education of women that not only are we the equals of men but that in may ways we are their superiors. We do things that men cannot. We literally take things from our own bodies and create a new creature. A blessing and miracle indeed. So it is with this very forward think inking mind that I say the following sentance. .......................................... I NEED RUBEN! <br />
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Let me rephrase. It is not that I need him. I do not need him to make me something more then I can be myself but I need him to be my full potential. The potential that I already have but he draws out of me. I desire him. He makes me better. He actually makes me want to be better then I want to make myself and be better for the world aroundme- my kids being the first effect. <br />
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I love myself so much. I am the very best friend that I will ever have in the entire world. I already know this. There are those ladies that are blessed with wonderful friends. And while I do feel so very blessed to have the wonderful friends that i do... there is only 1. Only 1 whose opinion could actually sway me. My own! And I NEED HIM! Not to live and function but to be the best me. <br />
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All of my dearest friends know 3 facts about me. 1) I love and accept anyone and their opinions, but I will not be subject to them. 2) you, I and all those around us are due and deserving of love, compasion and respect and all of the very best emotions that we, as humans, can share. and 3) that I am all devoted to my love, Ruben. <br />
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While not an ideal start in the fairy tale sense... from the moment (and I literally mean the moment I saw him) I knew. ..<br />
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I knew that he was meant to make me happy and that I was meant to make him happy and reach his full potential as well. <br />
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I say this as I have been in my home for a week with my kids stressed- working- making school lunches and juntas and all of the rest that makes life obnoxious and wonderful in the same second. And this I can do. I can do it by myself.<br />
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This is not something that I doubt or question. It is that I simply do not want to do anything with out him. <br />
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He is - as they say.... "my essence" (Thank you once again Shakespeare for saying what I could not and in fewer words and ones far more gracious then my own.) He is my everything. <br />
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I look forward to my next tattoo that is a love letter to him. " I love you because I know you, beginning to end, first to last, together forever." <br />
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How did I get so lucky that after 10 years I am still madly - and I mean that sort of drive you bonkers- jump in your through - everything is simply better when he is around sort of love. <br />
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Not everyone has that. And I do. And I am so thankful and happy about it. and he will be home in my arms so soon. <br />
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I was reading today- while missing him the post that spurred our sudden move to Mexico. The call that said... "hey, by the way, the love of your life is not coming home tonight." And you know what....??? I do not even care. All I need-- Scratch that-- all I want is our family. <br />
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I am the very best version of me when I am with him. and he will be home so soon. Only 11.7 more hours- dependiong on traffic. jaja.Rosas Clan in Tulumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10264493777912893859noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56392795534428327.post-33972965228108517112010-09-02T07:55:00.001-05:002010-09-02T08:02:08.307-05:00The start of a new year.<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">Just as I love Monday's as the start to a fresh new week, I love the start of a new school year. Especially this year. It is sort of like a family new year's opportunity. We get to set up a new schedule and life after a fun filled Summer. And in this case a crazy few weeks to the end of August. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I am one of those people that really cannot function in a dirty home. I certainly cannot work in one. When I came home from my trip to the states the house was in serious need of a deep clean. Just time for that anyway this time of year. And with Ruben gone and driving such a long distance - I need to keep my mind focused on something else. Now that even my light switches have been cleaned and disinfected I can think again. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">The kids are getting back into the school program with ease. Lena really loves her new school and that is so worth the money that we will have to come up with for the tuition. She has a music class which is so wonderful, a class in English - which for her is going to be very easy and she is learning more about religion and God which I like and Ruben as a Mexican Catholic just loves. </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
</div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">The other night she comes to me and says that she learned a prayer in school and wanted to show me. When she was finished she asked if I pray.I told her that I did in more ways then one. This really got her attention. I have already taught my kids that there are many ways to think of religion and god and many ways to celebrate it. She already meditates with me which I really love. Meditation is my personal reflection time. When I get to focus on myself and my mind and not because of any religious doctrine of how I should behave. I love to garden and have taught Lena and Akilean that that is one of the many ways that we can thank Mother Earth for her many blessings- and the kids really love helping her fairies help the planet grow. And now we have added a more traditional evening prayer before bed. </div><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">The kids make the sign of the cross and then tell God what they are thankful for and things they wish to ask for. Things like keeping daddy safe and not drive to fast and thanking God for our family and house and for Akilean - that I am home and can kiss him. :) I loved that one. </div><br />
<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYyApER7oBIGqsePSTYTaJpfdZ_mYwPIflxGCV67YPMrHdq-Vl5RfH-cOjo-Z-8ocBJ-ucU9HcSeoB4x49z0NQNnHEISzrC22Zt8g0-Tjnyyugk8KEgs_eRVnrqGa3_CMSguqcrSKsMc4/s1600/003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; cssfloat: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" ox="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYyApER7oBIGqsePSTYTaJpfdZ_mYwPIflxGCV67YPMrHdq-Vl5RfH-cOjo-Z-8ocBJ-ucU9HcSeoB4x49z0NQNnHEISzrC22Zt8g0-Tjnyyugk8KEgs_eRVnrqGa3_CMSguqcrSKsMc4/s320/003.JPG" /></a>I was so proud to hear the things that they said. They really seem to understand that this is not a wish list from Santa and that the things we ask for are not material. Kids have such a special energy and light. It is easy to forget sometimes when you are yelling at them to brush their teeth or stop jumping on the bed. </div><br />
The kids have been sleeping with me while Ruben is away which makes for a very tight squeeze with 3 people in a double bed - and little warm for my ideal night but hey- I have 2 living teddy bears to snuggle with. I woke up around 4 to a kiss on the forehead from Lena. - Not a bad midnight treat. <br />
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So far the school year is off to a great start. The kids love a schedule and thrive on one. When we are on schedule- the lunches and dinners are better, the uniforms are clean and ready and there is no- oh- I forgot to do 1 piece of homework. I am really loving it and I know when we get the car here in a few days it will get even better. <br />
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Ruben should be home hopefully late Friday evening. When he stopped off in Guanajuato to see his grandmother and great grandfather- he ended spending the whole day there as it is clear that his great grandfather will pass away sometime in the next week. He has stopped eating and is in a great deal of pain. I do not hear Ruben upset very often but he is taking the hit pretty hard. <br />
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Also is grandmother Elena (the woman that we named Kennedy Elena after) is also not doing well. She is much older and is by herself. The family that is in town does not visit or help as often as Ruben would like to see. She recently fell down the stairs and cannot move well. He stayed and did a number of things for her. I told him that he could stay longer if wanted but he unfortunately has to be back at work for a wedding on Saturday morning. I am glad that he at least got to spend one day there. <br />
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Soon he will be home and everything will be perfect. I miss him so much a there is a huge hole in our family with him not here. Soon- he will be home soon. (this has been my mantra the past few days!)Rosas Clan in Tulumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10264493777912893859noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56392795534428327.post-57892427759344927492010-09-01T12:11:00.000-05:002010-09-01T12:11:34.233-05:00Back from no whereOkay. so I literally dropped off the planet for a while. I took my niece and nephews back to San Francisco. When I went last time to get the kids it was much more a vacation for me.I hung with my friends, I ate food- I drank wine- and did other ton-o-fun things. But this time... Not so much. <br />
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By the time that I headed up to Portland I was already tired and really missing the fam. And I guess Akilean had a really hard time with me being gone. Lena was just fine- she loved being the lady of the house. But Akilean would cry a lot and at totally random times. It got to the point where even the teacher called in Ruben and asked him if everything was okay for us at home- or if we had split up because Akilean would start crying all of a sudden and he did not want to do anything in class or play with his friends. Ruben said he did not even want to eat. (Then again- Akilean LOVES my food!) Ruben told the teacher that I was in the states and would be home soon. <br />
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So here is the short version of the trip: <br />
Friday- got to Portland had lunch with my dad and got to spend the afternoon and evening with a good friend of mine- <br />
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Sat & Sunday were spent at my dad's beach house with my brother and his kids and some friends. That was really great. This house is amazing and really peaceful and there is a possibility that we might lose it in this economy. Sort of sad really because I never really appreciated it as a kid but now--- <br />
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Monday was the packing day. When I left I kept a bunch of stuff and got to go back and get it. It was like free shopping with stuff you already knew you liked. The car is packed with great fun stuff for the kids- beach toys and my art work! Finally I will have my art work. It is nothing to fancy but I love it. Ironic though because we bought a lot of art from Mexico- basic cheap street paintings but beautiful. We bought them at a little cantina and now we are bringing them to Mexico. jaja<br />
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Tuesday was all about my dump truck. Yes I have a dump truck. I know strange. But I do. Well this guy was helping me sell it and then just never returned my phone calls. Well in Mexico I could not really do anything but in the states I sent him a text message that I was on my way to report the truck stolen- 10 minutes later I got a call. This is still a sore point for me so I will talk about it another time. <br />
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Then it was off to Mexico. A very long drive. The car was still in my deceased grandma's name so I had to drive to SF- fill of the last few spots left with stuff- seriously- you should see this car- there is no room left for anything. <br />
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Then drive to Fresno and hope all goes well with the transfer. It is a probate thing and all sorts of difficult but it did get done so I am very happy about that. This was the first hurdle to crossing the boarder- It had to be in my name. Then it was off for another long drive to San Diego. I got to be with my mom which is like breathing for me. So that was great. <br />
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The the next hurdle was crossing the boarder and getting the permit. My mom and I emptied out a seat for her and drove to Tijuana where we first got the tourist card... CHECK. Then off to get the car permit. They did not even search my car or anything so that was cool. I had nothing to declare and they just asked what all the stuff was. I told them- my kids live in Mexico with their father and I am bringing some stuff for their rooms. On I went for my permit. <br />
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That process was pretty easy but mostly because we had done our research. Permit.... CHECK. Then my mom got me Mexican car insurance because USA insurance is not valid in MX. After a nice lunch and a farmacia stop we were off to wait in the long line to get back into the USA. It was not too bad of a wait. <br />
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But I cannot believe that how smooth it all went. I was very glad about that. So we booked Ruben and myself tickets so we could switch places. At this point Ruben and I decided that I would just do the drive myself. We do not have the money for tickets- but my mom vetoed that choice. But hey- she literally created my eye ball out of shit from her own body so she has that right. <br />
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So at this point I was off to meet Ruben- got to see him for a like 2 hours and then off again. Here is where the first and really only wrinkle with the car came in. <br />
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Ruben has the car and the sticker on the car and copies of all the paperwork- insurance both USA and MX, my IDs, our marriage cert, the copy of the paper that the sticker was attached to. Yeah- that last one... that was our problem. Even though I was told not to leave it in the car because in case my car gets stolen I would need that for my records- <br />
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He got all the way to Sonora and after about 5 hours the bitch at the boarder said that he needed the original?!?! What- you have the sticker on the front of the car and copies of everything. What a nightmare- so I was going to have to next day air this paper to him and he would have to sit and wait for me to get this done. <br />
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He drove back to TJ to see if he had better luck there. NOPE! The last option before me mailing this doc was for him to drive back to Sonora again and hope that lady was not there and that the other people were better to him. I sat in my house- just distraught waiting for his call. I just want my husband home!!!! I got the call that said he is past and on his way. YEAH!!!!<br />
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So now he is driving the very long drive through Mexico to come home to me and bring me- Officially now.... MY CAR! and all the shit I managed to jam into it. <br />
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Akilean is so happy I am home. He is at my side almost all of the time and keeps telling me how much he missed me while I was in the USA. And now the house is clean- which is really needed. I mean DAMN! But now it is done and life is getting back to normal. <br />
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Okay- that is the update. now I can write about fun stuff. I literally dropped the Internet planet for a while. There was no one I was with that had Internet. Which I was not expecting. Back to life.Rosas Clan in Tulumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10264493777912893859noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-56392795534428327.post-75250562525286807812010-08-20T10:35:00.000-05:002010-08-20T10:35:21.540-05:00Crying in the airportOkay. So I got all the kids to San Francsico after another very uncofortable night on the Mexico City airport floor. Once we got to San Francsico no one picked us up at the airport so we took the Bart and then a cab. I must say that I was a little suprised that no one picked us up. I mean we are talking over 4 cars that could have come and no one adjusted their schedules to come and pick up their kids from the airport then had just been gone a month?!?!? I mean, I have no problem taking the Bart but I was just a little suprised. <br />
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I went and dropped off the kids at grandma's house and left to go find some of my friends. Ruben called me later and said how his sisters were talking smack about how I am not haning out with them. I have decided to completly let this go. I mean- they were not at the house until after 7- there were no arangemnts to have a dinner or any sort of hang out- we did not even get picked up at the airport?!?! I have learned that I will talked about no matter what. <br />
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I love his sisters and his mom- hiw whole family- I really like them and I know that they like me. But this is one of those cultural expereince influenced by intence tella novellas. The same is true for my friend who lives in Oxkutzcab. Mexican women LOVE to gossip. Now this is true of many types of women in every culture but oooohhhhh Nelly do the ladies in this family love to gossip. It was pretty funny because when I was in town last time - I made no hide of the fact that I was going to be spening time with my friends. And when I saw his sisters they kepts saying- "yeah you have been partying and having fun." now while that is true- I know that their idea of the sort of parting I would be doing is the sort that used to do years ago. Not so much anymore. I really do not care but it just seems funny. If they knew me better they would understand the sort of things that I do for fun. Most of it revolves around food! jaja<br />
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But after I let my husbands comments slide off my back I got back to missing him so much. I am so much more emotional about being away from him this time then I was last month when I was gone. I think that it is becuase last trip was so fast- it was fly to SF - ng out withe my friends and fly home. This time it is so much more involved and stressfull. I am about to fly to Portland then I have so much work to do in Portland and running around and then I have to drive down to San Diego and do the whole baorder pass process. Should be interesting. <br />
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I am sitting here in the airport and I was writting a message to my husband and I jsut could not stop a few tears from rolling out of my eyes. I am sure that getting my period has something to do with it. I am so madly in love with my husband. When we first met I explained to him how I felt when he came into the room. I got a little jump in my stomach every time he came into the room. That sort of "hhhaa- there he is." feeling. Several years later I told him- you still make me jump inside when I see you. it still happens after all of these years. Sorry- this is a sort of random and emotional post but I am a random and emotional sort of gal. <br />
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On the flip side I did find some scores in San Francsico. There is this store- Forever 21 and it is full of cute cheap cloths. They had timy almost underware style tanktops for $2.50!!! In all sorts of colors. These a the shirts that I would wear EVEYDAY! So that made me very happy. I also found 2 beautiful long summer dresses for $6. and I am so broke so that made me very happy.<br />
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Anyway. I am going to see if I can track down my hubby on facebook or something. I am such a mess right now.Rosas Clan in Tulumhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10264493777912893859noreply@blogger.com1