Sunday, August 27, 2006

Self Neglect

I was watching Memoirs of a Geisha the other day. There is a scene where she is walking down the street. She glances up at a boy in a bicycle and the boy is so distracted that he accidentally drives his bicycle into an outside food market. I looked for a picture of that scene but it is hard to believe that they didnt take a shot of it, or at least, I couldnt find it.

Although it was so long ago, I can remember when I could stop a man in his tracks with just one glance! Why have I permitted that glance to disappear from my life? I am still single, after all! Although I would like to experience what true love is, I continue to be afraid to meet yet another soul who will break my heart. How can I let go of that fear? I need to give myself an opportunity to be loved.

It is so easy for me to get so wrapped up in my everyday stressful routines of survival. 

I stand before the full-length mirror and I cry for the little girl who has never been loved. I stand before the full-length mirror and I cry for the woman who has never been loved. I stand before the full-length mirror and I cry for the woman who continues to live inside the Glass Box.

My friend, Marty, met me at the Wal-Mart parking lot yesterday morning so she could take me to the beauty salon where she gets her hair done. The beautician's name is Magdalena. She goes by Magda. She sectioned my hair in foil for the highlights and then followed with brown hair color in between the sections. Then she put a toner on it to bring out the highlights. After that, Magda gave me a haircut. I am not used to the color yet, but I think it looks better than having it all blonde.

I was impressed that Magda cuts the ends the way my hairdresser Lily in Corpus Christi does. People in the Valley do not know how to cut curly hair, but I think Mada did a good job. Of course, Lily would have done a better job, but Corpus is too far away. I tried to see her when I was on vacation, but she was on vacation in Russia with some members of her church. The treatment was very expensive but next time will be cheaper and I wont have to go back untilo 3-4 months.

Anyways, I gave in to Mary's peer pressure to get my hair blow dried straight. Magda stood to my right and her coworker stood to my left. They simutaneously blew my hair from every direction. It felt like something that you see in a magazine when they are preparing Oprah or some other great celebrity star for some special event. It took an incrediably long time for them to blow dry my hair straight because my hair is curly.

Marty liked how they blew dried my hair straight. To me, it was a stranger in the mirror, and I think it made me look shorter to have it so flat. Although it looked healthy, to me, it just didnt have the volume I like, and personally, I think it made my face look rounder. I felt like Ms Piggy. Straight hair makes me look too much like everybody else, it is too much trouble, it takes too much time, and it just is NOT me. I was embarrassed to be seen with my hair like that. I couldnt wait to get home and wash it so I could look like myself again.

Marty's husband joined us for lunch. He is an attorney. They are both ecstatic over the fact that they are expecting a baby in late February. Marty had a difficult first two months and the baby seems to be very picky about what s/he will allow her to eat. I wanted Chinese, but we had to settle for Mexican food because the baby will not allow her to eat Chinese food. We went to eat at a hole in the wall restaurant. They ordered the combo which was more expensive because it also brings a baked potato. I cant eat all of my food if I order the combo, so I ordered the fajita tacos and beans a la charra. I had no idea that Marty's husband was going to pay for my plate. I am grateful that what I ordered was cheaper than theirs, because I always feel guilty when someone decides to pick up my tab.

After lunch, I went to get a pedicure. I know, I felt guilty about spending so much money on myself, but my feet really needed it. The place I go to has a massage chair and you sit there while your feet get a spa treatment in the water. Then, they trim your nails, cut off the cuticles, and file your toe nails. After that, they put some lotions on your feet and buff off the dead cells until your heels and calasus are completely smooth. I love it, because it makes your feet look so much younger. Then comes the polish. You candecide any color you want, but I always ask for a french pedicure. I love the way my feet look, but more important, I love the way my feet feel.

When my daughter was still a minor, we used to have beauty night every Friday. We would do our nails and do a mask on our face and just have fun doing all the girly things. I need to remember that I still need to have a beauty night even if it is all by myself. I looked all over my apartment for my face mask stuff but didnt find any. I will need to pick some up next time I go to the store.

Today, I plan to take the time to give myself an at home manicure. I have some french manicure polish, and I must admit that I do a pretty good job all by myself. I would have done my toe nails myself, but I needed for them to get the dead cells and calluses off my feet, because I have neglected my feet for so long. My best friend gave me some foot spa stuff for my birthday, so I have what I need to take care of my hands and feet.

In India, in China, and in France, it is a must for women to take care of their bodies and their face. Why is it so hard for me to see myself as worthy enough to be a priority? 

In America, a man values a woman who is beautiful. In other countries, a man values a woman who is both beautiful and smart. I want to be valued for being both beautiful and smart.

Wednesday, August 23, 2006

Grocery Shopping Advice

This is so hilarious that I had to share...

Never, I mean never, go sex toy shopping whilst horny. sexshop.jpg This is even more dangerous than the previously mentioned shopping for food on an empty stomach dilemma. Allow me to explain.

You see, food generally goes in one orifice (depending on what you're doing with the food.) But sex toys. Well, there are plenty more orificial uses and oh so many toys for all those places. You could end up entirely plugged up, tied up, and completely over-satiated. Not to mention how damned expensive some of those things are.

Here's my suggestion:

Do your sex toy shopping while hungry and your grocery shopping while horny. That way you'll grab your toys as quickly as possible in order to go eat and your groceries will be so darn healthy with all those cucumbers, zucchini, carrots and margarine spreads.

I wonder if this advice will work!!!!!!!!


Monday, August 21, 2006

Happy 3rd Birthday J-Land


I am proud to say that The Glass Box was the 86th journal to join J-Land three years ago. Although the journey has been rough, I am still here, and that says a lot.

This past year has been a continued year of survival. I am happy to report that work has been steady, although I have been through four jobs this year alone. Sometimes you feel as if you want to quit, but somehow a single woman just keeps on going and going to meet that need to survive, that continued need to meet your very basic of needs. In doing so, you deprive yourself of so many things, including your need to take better care of yourself and your body, and love continues to take a back burner, because there are more important things that take priority.

      One thing I had been wanting to do for a long time was to spend time with my older daughter and my oldest granddaughter, who celebrated her 3rd birthday this year. It was nice to have been there to make her castle cake and to facilitate the children's games at her birthday princess party.

The miles make it very difficult to see my grandchildren as much as I would like, especially with the high rise of gasoline this year. There is nothing more beautiful than to have your grandchildren's tiny arms around you and for them to say: I love you, Nana. I used to think that grandchildren would make me feel old, but no. Grandchildren make you feel young again.

My journal has helped me to keep my sanity through many difficult work days and through the critical words of people who made it very difficult fto keep my self esteem and feelings of self worth. Sometimes, I feel sad that my journal is not the success storythat it was intended to be. I was so inspired three years ago, but sometimes bad things happen to good people. I hope to be able to recapture that kind of motivation and inspiration in 2007.

The purpose of my journal was to serve as a tool to record and reevaluate my problems with my weight, to return to a healthier way of eating, a life change that would end my struggles with weight forever. Although I continue to struggle with my weight, my journal turned out to be so much more. My journal became an outlet of expression,  my refuge, a vessel that held my most intimate thoughts, an open invitation to new friends and readers who were also struggling with an albatross of their own.

In 2006, my heart continued to beat alone. It is hard to allow someone into your life when you are struggling with so much, but when you have lived without love all of your life, it isnt difficult to do without it. Yes, for a single woman, the job, no matter how stressful, is usually more important than having a man in your life. Sometimes, I feel that he will never be a part of my life until I have time for him, which might never come to pass!

I am still searching for the man who will make me better than I am alone, but for now, the only man in my life is Richard Gere, and for now, that is enough. Will the man I am searching for appear in 2007?

Life, box of surprises, blank pages of my life, stories that I have yet to write!!!!!! What will 2007 hold for me? Only time will tell.... 

DsDesignsCelebrate.gif   A special thank you goes out to all the people who organized this year's Celebration Events and to Donna who made all of these beautiful graphics. I hope to still be here to celebrate next year's celebration with you.

DsDesignsHappyAnniversary.gif  A special thank you goes out to all the people who share my passion for the written word, to all of those people who dare to share a part of themselves with the world. Thank you so much for being a part of my life and for being my friends.


Sunday, August 20, 2006

J-Land 3rd Anniversary

It was great fun to visit with you in the chat room tonight. Thanks for inviting me. The invitation was so cute that I added it to my journal:

I am so sorry I had to leave so soon, but Richard showed up at my door a bit early.

There he stood. Oh so gorgeous in his tuxedo, holding a big bouquet of gardenias (my favorite) and a bottle of wine. "I love how you know me!" I said blushing, embarrassed that my hair was still up in curlers. I was so embarassed. He laughed that charming Edward Lewis laugh and I felt myself melting as I blushed.

He poured me a glass of wine. I put my finger in the wine and I traced his lips with it. It was clear that I had him at hello, even though I was in curlers. He reached for me, but I excused myself to slip into my dress and toussle my hair. "You look stunning," he said, "but there is something missing." He pulled out a little box from his pocket. It was a pair of chandelier earrings. That called for a kiss. He smelled so good. It was hard to keep my composure. I love how he can be so thoughtful.


As we headed out to the limo, I noticed a man standing by my car. It was Hector Elizondo. Richard asked him to drive us so we could ride in the back seat together. I invited Hector to come in with us. He graciously refused but Richard would not take no for an answer. He even had a tuxedo for him under the seat. Wow! He thinks of everything. 


There were so many pretty dresses on the Red Carpet. I felt a bit out of place in my simple dress, but gliding onto the Red Carpet with Richard made me feel beautiful.  I loved how they announced my name as the author of The Glass Box and everyone clapped and cheered as if they had read my journal. I hope the fame wont go to my head. LOL

                        Painting by Jack Vettriano

The ball looked like something out of a fairy tale. White flowers everywhere, and the Big Band was fantastic! It was so nice to see so many of my J-Land friends there. Sugar had trouble holding on to her date because everybody wanted to dance with Travolta. It was funny to watch her trying to hold on to him. Viv looked beautiful, as usual, and yes, I let her dance with my man. 

I loved dancing with Richard. Ballroom dancing is great, but just barely moving was even better... especially since he smelled so good.

And to think that I didnt think I would be attending this year. Richard made me realize that I am not too old for romance after all.

Great dancers are not great because of their technique, they are great because of their passion.
--Martha Graham (1894-1994) US dancer, choreographer

Dance like no one is watching. Sing like no one is listening. Love like you've never been hurt and live like it's heaven on Earth.
--Mark Twain

Anyone who thinks sunshine is happiness has never danced in the rain. --Unknown

Let your life lightly dance on the edges of Time like dew on the tip of a leaf.
--Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941)





     Win loves Richard. =.)

Saturday, August 19, 2006

Getting Ready for the Ball

 It is a dangerous thing, to be all alone with your thoughts, but I sat on the balcony, reviewing this past week: stressed out at starting at a new school, surrounded by piles of paperwork and supplies to organize in my new office and surrounded by many new people to meet and that I still have to meet. Is it any wonder that I have not taken time to prepare for the ball?

And then, I thought, the ball? Why should you go to the ball? Surely, at your age, it is time to make way for the young people to enjoy themselves. Perhaps you are too old to go to the ball. What is your purpose when your life is already half over, when your youth is already behind you. Why was I feeling so old?! Oh, it is clearly so dangerous to be all alone in thought!

I thought of Cinderella and her fairy godmother and Sleeping Beauty had three fairy godmothers! Why dont I have a fairy godmother? Oh, it would be so grand to have someone who watches over me, someone who can wave her magic wand and in a poof of smoke, I am transformed into the belle of the ball. Is being the belle of the ball still possible at my age?

And then I thought, you dont have a fairy godmother, because you are a single independent woman, and a single independent woman is capable of doing more on her own than the Cinderella and Sleeping Beauty women of that time. 

So I am still sitting on the balcony, trying to decide if I should go when all of a sudden, the phone rings. "Do you have a date to the ball yet? he asked, because I would love to show you off." It was Richard Gere. Awww, you can only imagine how I blushed!!!!! "I'll be right over," he said.

I was still sitting in the balcony when he arrived.

He yelled at me from below, shaking his head. "It's just like you to wait until the last minute, Win. Come on, let's check out the limo."


I hadnt used the limo since the 2nd AOL Anniversary. It needed an oil change and a good wash and wax. We pulled it out of the garage and took it for a spin. It was still working pretty good, so we took it in to get serviced.


I thought Richard was going to stay with the car, but he surprised me when he said he was going to take me shopping. "So let's go see what we can find; shall we?," he asked. "I've got plastic!"

I told him, "Well, I already have a Whiting and Davis gold mesh clutch that I want to wear, Richard. I rarely get to use it, but this is a special occasion. Marilyn Monroe had one just like it except that hers was really worn, because she attended so many special events." I took out the clutch and I showed it to him. It is gold mesh with a rhinestone clasp. It has a salmon lining with a tiny mirror in the inside pocket. "Oh, I like it, he said! It will be a good start." Here is a picture of the clutch.


I have never had a man help me to decide what to wear. I tried on so many dresses. I thought for sure that he would tire out, but no. There he sat, waiting to see what I looked like in every single dress. We finally decided on this dress. It is a modern twist of the white dress that Marilynwore in the Seven Year Itch. It is not a long formal, but it is dressy enough for this special event. Besides,Richard couldnt take his eyes off of me when I came out from the dressing room! That said it all. Very simple, very elegant, and flowing enough for the dance floor.


I fell in love with my dress, but I needed something girly underneath to lift and enhance my curves, so I got this while Richard wasnt looking. It's always a big confidence builder to wear something sexy that nobody knows about. The stockings I chose are in an almost nude color and they are cut to reveal the toes, because I wanted to wear a sexy strappy sandal.


OK, what's next? Shoes! I need shoes, Richard. We looked through so many of them. We were surrounded by so many boxes that I thought I would never find what I wanted. Then, out of the blue, he asked: How about these?

                                          the shoes

And then, he did a very First Knight gesture that made me gasp. He knelt down before me. He took my foot in his hands and he placed my foot into the shoe. He looked at my foot, and then, he looked up at me with that adorable Edward Lewis look. Then he took the other shoe and put it on my other foot. My legs were trembling from his touch. My face was smiling. "I love the little things you do," I told him, and then I got up to look at the shoes. They are a pale gold color, pale enough to blend into the color of my skin. They have rhinestones across both bands and they matched beautifully with the clutch. I got up and walked around in them and they felt comfortable enough to dance all night in them. "They're perfect, Richard!"

"Yes," he said, "but you will need a manicure and a pedicure to show off your pretty shoes and your pretty clutch." So off we went to the beauty parlour. Once again, I thought he would take me and leave me there, but no. He sat there so patiently, making sure they sucked up to me. :::giggle:::

I asked him if he thought I should wear my hair up. "You have such pretty mermaid hair," he said. I think you should wear it your way, but jazz it up a bit with more shine and more defined curls. So as I had my hair conditioned and prettied up, a manicurist did my nails. I asked for an American manicure on my hands and feet. An American manicure is a bit softer than a French manicure and looks more natural, but the white lines are visibly there like the French.

 my hair french man

With our shopping over, I turned to Richard and I said: "Thank you so much for helping me today, Richard. I was thinking of not going to the ball tomorrow, but you changed all that. I am looking forward to sharing this special event with you. I look forward to seeing all of my J-land friends there. Thank you so much for making me feel like a Princess today!" He smiled as he gently touched my face with his hand, and then he bent down and kissed me on the cheek. "Thank you for making me feel like a Prince," he said.  "I'll see you tomorrow!"           

Thursday, August 17, 2006

4th day


This morning I grabbed a pair of pantihose to wear to work, but when I took a really good look at it, it was defective. The manufacturer made it for only one leg!!! What are the odds of finding one like that?! It doesnt surprise me that it chose me to be it's recipient. If only I were as lucky at winning the lottery!

This is the 4th day of school already, but I still have not been able to speak with the Principal and I still dont have my internet programs set up. I was supposed to meet with her yesterday but I think she forgot. The principal's secretary was supposed to remind her to meet with me today, but it didnt happen. Maybe tomorrow? I wonder how much longer I will have to wait.

So far, all the people that I have talked to have been very nice to me. Some of the people have made some bad comments about the worker who was there before me, especially the nurse. I am going to have to prove myself at this school.  

Mostly, I have been trying to get organized, reading campus policies, reviewing my company's new policies, interviewing school staff to learn more about the services available/provided, explaining my program to staff, and informing them of my plans for the school year. I also put together a folder for the principal for whenever we have a chance to have that meeting.

I am so nervous about my meeting with the Principal that I am always craving something to eat. Today's lunch just wasnt enough. I wish my body would stop reacting like that! Why cant I just eat whatever I want and as much as I want with no consequences?!!! So far, I have done the exercises Mary does on the floor only one night. I need to push myself to do them every day.

After ten years after her murder, Jon Benet was on the news again today. The man who claims to have killed Jon Benet makes me feel sick to my stomach. It sounds as if the authorities are not convinced that he did it. Why didhe wait until after the death of her mother to come clean? Can he be so sick as to make it up? He clearly shows no remorse. It was not an accident to put his penis inside of her but it was an accident that he killed her? Disgusting. It just disgusts me that anyone could do such a thing to an innocent little girl. It disgusts me that it happened to me, too.It disgusts me that there are so many pedifiles in the world. 


Monday, August 14, 2006

1st Day o' School

pinup.studying I cannot believe how little the school where I am is. This worries me because I have a quota to meet. I hope I can find enough students who qualify for the program.

I am so surprised to see how well behaved the kids are. It makes me wonder where the bad kids are hiding, because the kids at the other school were really bad. They were always gathering in the halls~ socializing, yelling, skipping classes, and fighting. There were a group of boys wearing black today. I wonder if they were a gang or if it was just coincidental that they were all wearing black. 

A student who was in the program last year came looking for the parental forms to get into the program this year. It's only the first day of school. That was wonderful that he came looking for the office without my having to go look for him.

I think the woman who did the program last year had problems at the school, because the principal wanted to talk to me about it. I will meet with her on Wednesday.

I am embarrassed to say that the math teacher that I met in the summer recognized me bending over my desk. I told him that I would like to sit in his class this year so I can learn more math, and of course, he welcomed me to come into his room any time I want. He is soooo nice. It would be so shameful to seduce this young man, but he has been spared because he is married. =.)

My hip is hurting, because I moved the living room furniture again. I am happy with the furniture arrangement. Now I just need to get rid of the boxes. The pest control guy is coming tomorrow, so I will need to hide them in the closet until I can get to them. I hope they wont end up staying there!

No exercising for moi today. Moving the boxes and vaccuuming will be enough exercise for the day!! Not to mention the furniture I moved at my new office! I am so excited not to have to share an office this year. The room is very small but it has plenty of storage. I had three boxes of stuff to take to work and I still have lots of space to put things. Wish I could say the same about my apartment. Sighhhhh...

I forgot to take my big thermos to work today, so I didnt drink as much fluids as I would have liked to. I took a chinese frozen dinner for lunch, but I didnt have a container to mix some crystal light in. (I use the generic and my favorite is the orange flavor because it isnt as sweet.) I will put my thermos in the car tonight so I wont forget it. I have some food in the freezer that needs to be prepared so it will be ready to go when I do, but that will have to wait until another time.

apple  Love this apple. It's a bit naughty; isnt it?!!!!


P.S. Thanks for letting me know about AOL's 3rd year anniversary, Sugar. I had planned to go to the beauty shoppe this Saturday to get my hair done. I have nothing to wear, but I will throw something on and meet you all there on Sunday.

Saturday, August 12, 2006

Think Thin

  feather  When I went on my mini-break, I left my diet behind. It has been very difficult to be as conscious about what I am eating, I have not been able to drink as much fluids as before, and my feet and hip have not allowed me the freedom to take my moonlit walks. I have to get back on track, but I dont know how soon that will be. I hope it will be soon.

I am feeling sad, because I miss one of my J-Land friends. It was good to be able to motivate each other daily, but she has disappeared without a word. I hope she is alright. My prayers are with you, my friend. I miss you.

Last week, we had training for the new school year. I was surprised to discover that one of my old colleagues has joined our staff. It was so funny to see that she still has that old habit of holding her nose when she laughs. Training was pretty good, except for Thursday, when it just seemed to drag on and on. They paid for our lunch every day of training. The food at that hotel is really good. In the future, we will have all of our trainings at Central Office. I wonder if that means that they wont be paying for our lunch anymore. 

On Friday, I went to meet my new Principal and scope out the school where I will be at. School starts Monday. I also went to central office to pick up my computer. I tried to get computer access, but the assistant principal didnt fill out the form correctly. I will need to follow up on Monday.

 feathers box

beauty rest

Sunday, August 6, 2006

Eventful Weekend

Two things happening this weekend in the Valley: Fishing Tournament in Brownsville, Texas, and Tax-Free weekend, which is held all over Texas.


Seems that all of the pictures of this year's fishing tournament was of the winners with their trophies. I couldnt find any pictures of the winners with their fishes, but I thought this little boy with his little fish was kind of cute. He looks adorably proud of his little fishy.

pinup.studying  This weekend is also TAX-FREE weekend in Texas. Tax-Free weekend helps parents to prepare for back to school, because it allows tax-free purchases for diapers, underclothes, hosiery, clothes and shoes. Oddly enough, school supplies and backpacks, hair accessories, purses, wallets, purses, and fabric are not included in the tax-free weekend, which some mothers might not know that. 

Of course, the people who come from Mexico never pay taxes on purchases any time of the year. Personally, It makes me very upset that they dont ever pay taxes. I think they should pay taxes if they buy products in the United States.

I really dont want to face the tax-free crowds this weekend, but I suppose it would be a good idea to buy myself some new bras and pantihose. I have been looking for boots, but I am hard to fit, because I have muscular calves and almost every shoe in the world is at least 3" high. It would be nice to find some low heel boots for work. It's hard to be stylish when you spend so much time walking and standing on your feet.


Thursday, August 3, 2006

Bush Visits the Valley


President George W Bush was in McAllen today to speak to the people about his plans for immigration. He flew here on Air Force One and gave his speech at Anzaldua Park. Bush gave his speech a personal touch, recognizing many of the local people for their hard work. The President's visit was scheduled to the minute. Bush paid several visits to the Valley when he was governor of Texas, but he has not visited as often as President. He wore a shirt with rolled up sleeves and slacks, but it appears that the Valley weather did not agree with him, because the entire back of his shirt was covered in perspiration.

The newscaster shared that the President had installed a treadmill into the Air Force 1 a few days prior to his visit to the Valley. He said that the President is a bit of an exercise buff and that his recent clean bill of health indicated that he only has 16% body fat. That's impressive at his age and that even though he has to run a country, he takes time to take care of his body. I dont run a country, but I still dont take time to take care of my body!

Air Force 1 was described as a regal aircraft, huge. No airplanes were allowed to travel to or from the Valley to restrict air space for the President's visit. The aircraft was said to be about a block in length.

Earlier this year, Bush had to cut his vacation short when he was at his ranch in Crawford, Texas, because of that woman who parked herself in front of his home, demanding to be seen, so today, he flew to his ranch for another try at a mini-break. I dont think I would like it if someone interrupted my vacation, no matter who they were.

Although many people do not agree with the President, he is our nation's leader, and I am sure that he is trying to run this country as best he can. I would hate to be in his shoes. No matter what you do or dont do, people will always find fault in something.



 Hello, everyone! I'm back from my mini vacation.

July was hot and humid enough but August is an indescribable heatwave. Of course, it doesnt help much to live in an area that feels like the equator. Is it any wonder, then, that this guy posed nude for the month of August?! It's just too hot to cover the body with clothes! Unfortunately, for some people (like myself), exposing too much flesh will drive away the men, and probably scare the fish! Oh, when will I finally say goodbye to fat forever?! I dont want to spend another summer fat. It's just too hot to cover up all that fat in the summer.

My mini-vacation was too short. I feel that I spent enough time with my daughters and grandchldren, but I was disappointed not to have spent more time in Rockport and Corpus Christi. It would have been nice to have had enough time to walk along the beach and go up and down Ocean Drive.

Here are a few highlights of my trip:

My daughter made me a chocolate cake for my birthday. She gave me a dozen purple roses. They were so beautiful. They followed me to my older daughter's home where they were part of the decor at my granddaughter's birthday party. They followed me to Rockport, where I gave them to the Blessed Mother at the Schoenstatt Shrine.

The castle cake that I made for my granddaughter's princess birthday party was a hit. My daughter says her friends are still talking about it. I hope my daughter will send me a picture of the cake so I can start a portfolio of the cakes I make.

My daughter's friend thought I was my daughter's sister. =.)

It was great to spend time with my daughters and my grandchildren. Mother-daughter time is so special. And my grandkids, well, they just grow up so fast, but it is cute to discover their little person personalities. My granddaughters are sweet and petite, but my grandson feels as if he is the heaviest and the strongest. I think Nana will need to spend more time working out before I attempt to hold him again. =.)

Andi was wonderful. She is much prettier in person. She tuned me into a great way to prepare fish. She took a tapia fish, seasoned it with rosemary and garlic and crushed fritos and fried it in a frying pan. Great recipe, Andi! I'm so addicted! I hope you feel better the next time I am in town.

My best friend is adorable, as always. She keeps asking when I'm coming back to live in Corpus. I ask myself the same thing.  

It sounds like it is raining outside. I need run to the grocery store so I can make more of that fish dish. I hope to catch up with everybody's journals soon!

 margarita Win =.)