Christmas day

Do you remember waking up at the butt crack of dawn on x-mas day soooo excited? I mean as soon as there was even a hint of light in the sky, your eyes popped open and you snuck out to the tree to peek? Then that annoying wait for your parents to wake the heck up so you can tear open the rock em sock em robots or the easy bake oven? That Looooong painfully tourturous wait as they woke up and slowly (so very slowly) got their robes and slippers on and HAD to have a cup of coffee (postum)? Then they slowly shuffled to the room with the flippin x-mas tree in it and then decided who went first to open gifts? Remember being so annoyed when you got practical gifts like socks, and underwear and the dreadded dress shoes that you knew just by the looks of them would eat at your heals and be unconfortable for the next hundred years because they are slightly too big so "you can grow into them."? Ahh thoose were the days. I remember my pink huffy bike, my glow in the dark globe and the doll house my dad built with his own two hands and my mom decorated herself. (it's in my closet awaiting the little girls I'm expected to produce..oops) I kinda miss those days. It seems that the older my parents get, the earlier they wake up. They were dressed and ready for gifts and waiting on me when I pulled into their drive way on x-mas. It's true, I was excited, for one I knew there was chocolate under that tree, my p.m.s radar located it a few days ago. X-mas was lean this year, I'm sure it was for us all. But since I'm not 7 years old and my easy bake oven has givin away to my easy microwave meals, it's not that big of a deal. Plus I just wanted to play scrabble with my parents like I do eveyday. LOL. When i walked in it smeled like lighter fluid, normaly I wouldn't ask questions, but it was also dark in the house. Having as many nut job ex boyfriends as I do I was on high alert for my parents being held hostage, dipped in flamabal liquid with an angry mexican holding a zippo near enough to them to make me agree to marry him so he can get a green card. But It was just a power outage. There went my theory. The power had been out since 8:00, I arrived around 10:00 and the hurrican lamp oil is what i was smelling. Why we have lamps for a hurricain, i'll never know but there they were shiney and stinky. Karen and Ashley were due to arrive for our x-mas lunch around 12:00 and mom was getting worried that she couldn't cook. I figured we would fake like we were jewish and have chineese food on x-mas, but no one was too hip to my idea. So we opend gifts in the dark, it's been cludy and rainy so the sun wasn't bright. We can still see what we got though. Dad got mom a new old lady robe (the robe that screams don't touch me, i'm crabby and cold) I got mom Wall-E and a new scrabble game called scrabble upwards that requires people with much higer i.q's than dad and I have to play (we gave up in the middle of the game and curled up and cried, mom however had no problem playing). Mom got dad the dreaded underwear and socks and I got him a belt and a movie...the crystal skull one. I got a lot of bath stuff (sniff arm pitts) and clothes. Books (yes!) and gift cards (always good) Dad's home teacher Von, came by with cookies, so that was our snack since we still had no power at 11:00. Mom decided that I needed to call Karen and let her know that food wasn't gonna happen and to just come by for gifts since we would be having to haul all the fixins to my place (gulp....so haven't clean house) or have some ally cat liver and tuna with the cats. I called Karen to let her know that we had no power due to the wind storm the night before and then the lights came on. I was so happy that dinner wouldn't be at my place. The last thing I wanted my mother to find is the tupperwear that still contained the green bean cassoral she sent home with me on thanksgiving still in my fridge covered in a healthy white fuzz sitting proudly in my fridge and nothing around it but root bear and taco bell sauce packets. I rarely have food, not cuz I'm that poor, but I'm not cooking a meal for just myself, when I can just make top raman or microwave dinners. Honestly whats the point? I consider myself well fed when I have cheezits and coffee. I mean I can survive on my my upper arm fat for months alone if need be. people think I'm fat.....what they don't know is I'm just prepared. When a disaters happens, it's the skinny people who will parrish first. Thats my theory at least. So mom managed to get dinner on the table in nothing flat. Karen and Ashley arrived and they opened their gifts and we opened the one they brought. Then we ate Ham and all the fixins. Then Karen and Ashley left to Karen's parents house for more festive food I'm sure. We watched Wall-E and then I packed up my haul of gifts and went to Natalia's house for wine and scattergories. Rodrigo finally decided to give me the c.d.'s I asked him to burn me seven years ago....yeah I am not kidding 7 years ago, I gave this guy a list of songs I wanted him to burn for me. Better late than never I guess. F.y.i Scattergories is an awsome game sober, but when your friends are three sheets to the wind it's flippin outstanding. Case in point I rolled the letter E one of the things that we were suposed to come up with was a holloween costume begining with the letter E.....The answer our friend elisa came up with was eagel. Really....need I say more, I think not. I got home at 3:00 a.m. I had to go through 4 soberity check points, I got 2 police offercers phone numbers (so wearing the tight black swearter again) and fell asleep dreaming of elisa dressed up as an eagel for halloween. Hope you guys had a great day as well. Love you all.

Mom's Martha stewert tree, I have learned that I decorate it all wrong so she should just do it herself.

mom opening a book from auntie Elaine. she already started reading it. LOL

Daddy opening something, I can't remember lol

Peaches, ignoring the festive new cat toys, and waiting for what he really wants

he really want the stupid box.

Peaches and punkin, ignoring you though cyber space.

Ashley looking sooo thrilled with a 3 pack of tinkerbell panties from me....yeah I suck at being an aunt I know. I did promise her a tattoo when she turns 16 Imean 18.
Karen and Ashley (a.k.a my fake wife and kid)

uuuuggghhh x-mas eve

sorry guys, I have been so lazy and boring lately. Nothing too exciting has been going on. Friday was our last day of school/work till Jan 5th. I need the break. I wanted to sleep in, but so far I haven't had the chance. Between my doctors appointments, hair appointments, Mom's eye surgery, various parties and celebrations including birthdays I have had a non-stop week. I don't even have kids to chase after! I'm super tired. I ended up getting the flu shot yesterday at my doctor's appointment. I never had one before, usually they have a shortage and say kids and seniors first and my age range misses out, but this year I guess there was enough to go around. So My doctor knows what i do for a living encouraged me to get it. I'm not affraid of shots or getting my blood drawn, after 9 or 10 tattoos you tend to loose your fear of needles, but I'm affraid of what I hear about the shot. I heard that most people get sick when they get the shot so I asked my doctor if I would get sick. She promised me I would not get sick, but would have a sore arm for a few days. I belived her and she shot me. I woke up feeling like poo today. If I didn't like my doctor so much, I would poke her in the eye, but I have the chills and I feel weak. And to top it off, my sholder still hurts and it's got a lump in it. I just don't want to be sick on x-mas vacation. Since I started this job 9 years ago, I have managed to be sick every single x-mas break. If it wasn't the flu it was a cold or tonsilitis or strep throat. Last new years I spent the count down passed out in my bath tub in ice water trying to bring down a fever. So I 'am hoping that it's all in my head this year, and I'm really fine. LOL. I still have several fuctions to attend and a date with a father of five next week. So I kinda need to be at the top of my a game. I can't let a guy actually catch me cuz then I loose the thrill of the capture and release program I started when I became a cougar. I'm already getting rusty at it, this guy is actually 35! A whole 3 years older than me! and employed and stuff. It's just a date, so I should be okay, as long as he doesn't bust out pictures of his five little ones to try to win me over. I tend to fall for the kids and ignore they guy, thats why I like em young....I can have both. LOL

Mom and dad are doing fine, Mom had eye surgery to get rid of some glacoma. It's cool, they shoot her in the eyes with a lazer, the whole process takes like 5 mins, the waiting room takes two hours. Then she has to put drops in her eyes and junk, but she's totally fine. Dad Made mom a laundry line to dry the clothes with out the dryer. I thought it was a cool idea since they are trying to save money, till I tried to wear a pair of extreemly cold and stiff undies, now I'm not so sure, I like fabric softener. Also it's been raining on and off, so now we hang up the laundry and go for coffee and it begins to rain and we have to get home fast to take the clothes off the line. We have to race the rain clouds.

Since today is x-mas eve, we got to open one gift. It's a tradition in our little family since I can remember, I'm not sure if anyone other than us do that, but we each opend a gift. Mom opened the coffee cup I made her in class (oh yes, I make the same gits as my students and give them to my parents) That way they still get the cute kid gifts no matter how old I am. LOL Dad opend a world map I bought him from office max. he likes to watch t.v. and when he hears of a city or country he doesn't know about, he likes to locate it and tell us whats around it. I always open Auntie Elaine's gift to me. I can't help it. I know what ever it is, I'm going to be happy. I don't know how she does it, but i'ts always my favorite gift and she did it again this year, a drop your jaw neacklace! I wore it all day. If only I had 1/2 her tallent for gift giving, my poor mom wouldn't be drinking coffee out of a mug with dorky flowers drawn on it. LOL

On that note, I better get to bed, I have to wake up early again for x-mas tomorrow. Hope every one has a great x-mas. Love you.

the black sheep

LOL, sorry I forgot to rotate the pic. LOL

Natalia ans me at the ruby room in Oakland

Natalia, d.j. Elisa and D.j rigo at the ruby room

Natalia cutting her birthday cake, it was guava cake...yummmm, and wearing the dress we got her.

Natalia, her grandma,her mom, elisa. rigo, the back of teresa's head, and me in the black and white sweater....yeah we are gambling for dimes with a kids toy. LOL

Rodrigo and Ziggy (both single, both have fleas)

Teresa and natalia (both single and prefer it that way)

snow boarding earphones, cuz we have no snow in the bay area and rigo has never even seen a snow board.....lol ( still single)
Natalia's grandma (87 years old, single and makes a mean pesto sauce and what we call grandma bread. No english spoken here, just pure guataneese (wha-ta-knee) quick to hit your hand with a wooden spoon when you reach for food thats not ready...I have the scars to prove it.