Happy Birthday Ismael

Saturday, March 29 was Ismael's 27th Birthday and I had been planning a small celebration for weeks. On Saturday, we went out for dinner to Wokcano in Brubank along with Ismaels brother and his girlfriend. The dinner was delicious, and we had a good time at the restaurant. Ismael even got to make a wish and blow out his candle.

(This is Hallie and Jose, the couple we hang out with the most and always have a good time together.)On the way to the restaurant Ismael told me that he kept wondering why no one had given him his birthday gift including me. What he had no idea of was that I planned a surprise birthday gathering for him on Sunday, so that is why he did not get any gifts on his actual birthday from his mother or my family. Going to dinner for his birthday was sort of like a trick to make him think that the dinner was his only celebration. It was until we finished dinner and he blew out the candle that I finally gave him his present, 2 Laker game tickets agains the San Antonio Spurs. After dinner we went to play pool, my first time ever and it was fun.
On Sunday, Ismael dropped me off at my sisters house because I told him that we were going to go shopping. We had planned that after we got back from the mall Ismael was going to meet us at my sister's for a movie. But instead of going to the "mall" I helped my sister get ready for the surprise party. My sister and her husband were kind enough to let me borrow their house for Ismael's party and they were extremely helpful in every way possible.

THANK YOU VERY MUCH NORMA AND ANTONIO.

When our guests started to arrive I decided to call Ismael and let him know that we were home and that he should come over so we can watch the movie. Ismael still not knowing anything got a little upset because he was thinking of going over at about 4 or 5 in the afternoon and I was asking him to get there at about 2pm. He had even planned out his day to visit some friends, watch the baseball game, and even record some music at home with his equipment (which he had just set up right before I called him). But he dropped all his plans and agreed to meet me at my sisters early. So when he got there I walked him to the back yard, which he questioned and I don't remeber what I replied because I was afraid of giving it away before anyone would say Surprise,and it all came together just fine.

This was the look as he seen everyone there.These are just a few of our guest that were there. It was a small gathering with just family, his mother, aunt and grandmother arrived later.

Eventhough it was small, Ismael still had a good time and he was surprised, didn't even have the slightest idea of what was going on for the past 2 weeks.

And he got presents. Hope you had a wonderful birthday weekend!

Easter Sunday

I just wanted to write this quick blog about Easter Sunday. I can't remember the last time Easter Sunday was so fun. The vibe throughout the entire day at the compadres home was great. The day included, BBQing, Playing games, egg hunt, water balloon competitions and yes; even Adult musical chairs was in the agenda.

But, the best moment was when my Godson Peter was opening his Easter basket. Araceli put a $5.00 bill inside a plastic egg so Peter can open it and say "Wow, Money!" you know? A kid receiving money in my experience is something a kid loves....Peter quickly says " Give it to my dad" Araceli says " Ok, I'll give it to your dad to hold it for you" So she calls John over to give him the $5.00 and Peter tells his dad he can keep it. "Why" we ask Peter. Peter responds, “Because my dad needs it for work. At that moment I can see how proud John felt that his son gave him the $5.00. Even though John might not have needed the $5.00; just the fact that Peter gave it to him out his heart; it just made my day...

Long vs Short

Through out my young years as a little girl, then teenager and even young adult, my father would only trim my hair once a year. We had it scheduled, it took place every February 2ND. When I say trim it meant barely cutting the ends just to straighten it. My father just like most Mexican Males have the idea in their head that any female looks beautiful when she has very long hair. So my father never thought of or even pictured me with short hair. If I ever brought up the conversation of me wanting to cut my hair shorter, he would state that if I did I would not look as pretty as I did with my long hair. So I did not cut my hair throughout my childhood. What I did do was permed my hair when I was in middle school and then dyed it when I was in high school. I have to say that my father did get upset when I permed it to the point that he stopped talking to me for a few days. He did not say much when I dyed it since to him his opinion no longer counted since the day I permed my hair. Towards the end of my high school years I started to get the idea of cutting my hair thinking that my father would not say anything about it. Oh no, to my dad cutting my hair was still an off limits conversation. No, not while you are living under my roof he would say. But I really wanted to cut it, so around the age of 20 I began warning my dad that I was going to cut my hair as soon as I turned 21. So the whole year he kept getting the warning so he would not get upset and expect it once it happened. So November 3rd came around I was now 21 and..... I could not do it. I could not get rid of my beautiful silky hair so, I got layers around my face but still had my beautiful long hair.

And that was the beginning of cutting my hair. So I finally went ahead and chopped it off.

After that, I let it grow more, cut in layers, let the layers grow out, cut it straight, let it grow, cut it to shoulder length, let it grow, gave it more layers, let it grow, cut it straight no layers, let it grow and Finally up to today; I decided to cut it the shortest I had the guts to go.


Now I am thinking about letting it grow to the point where I once had my long straight hair up to my butt. So what do you guys think, is it better long or short?

First Day on the Job

In the beginning of March Ismael began his job at the California Credit Union. It was so exciting, well most likely for me because my husband was now getting ready to leave to work while I relaxed at home on my day off. After being unemployed for nearly 3 months I had to take the first pictures of him looking good on his first day off to work.

I don't look my best since it was still early and I was going to go back to bed after my dear husband would leave on his first day of work.

Ismael still has to get used to his new position since it is nothing like his previous job. So far he is okay with it and it is just going to take him some time to actually get comfortable and enjoy what he is now doing. Keep up the good work love!

A day outdoors

Well my body is finally feeling a little better today than yesterday and Saturday. This past Saturday I had the day off work and instead of sleeping in and relaxing at home, Ismael convinced me to wake up at 6am to start off our day. First stop Starbucks, it was cold and I needed something to keep me warm while I watched Ismael practice his swings at the golf range.

This is me feeling cold and watching him warm up.

Towards the end, he somehow convinced me to try hitting a few balls. I was a bit embarrassed cause I have no idea of what golfing is all about. To me it was just hitting the ball with the stick ?!? and thought it was easy but I was wrong.

This is me trying it for the first time, what Ismael did not get a shot of was when I somehow hit two golf balls at the same time. I might have been too close the balls.

Alright here goes nothing

And its still on the groud ladies and gentlemen.There were many swings just like these where the ball just would not collaborate. To that I blame the soreness in my arms. So after no action Ismael took over and showed me how it was done.

And that was the end of the golf range. We still wanted to work out for that day but I did not want to go to the gym. I feel wierd at the gym, I think everyone is looking at me thinking 'oh look at her she is doing it all wrong' so we went hiking to Galster Wilderness Park in West Covina. It was my first time there too and it was beautiful. We went up a few steap hills and that is where I got the soreness im my legs. Here's a few pics:

We then took a quick break underneath this tree, it was a really cool spot.

Towards the end we come across the swing set in the park and well I just had to remember my childhood days and become a little girl in a big girls body.

And to the swings I blame my hip soreness. I really need to get in shape. I must say though that this day was an awesome day off work and I sure did not mind waking up early. I can't wait to do it again.

New Job !

FINALLY, I start my new job tomorrow at the California Credit Union. I had 2 1/2 months off, wow. Although it's a part time position, I feel good and exited about it. Not too exited though; but anything is better than my last job. I would write about it but; nah...Why give my self a headache. I want to thank my loving wife for backing me in my decisions and supporting me(Literally)these past months; she kept a positive attitude and was patient enough. I feel the love everyday...Love You Baby !

Happy Birthday Crystal

My niece had her 10th birthday yesterday, time goes by so fast. Maria Crystal loves birthdays and every year does a countdown to her day. This past week she kept reminding us that her birthday was on Saturday and when Saturday came around I had to call her at 8am to wish her Happy Birthday. She was still sleeping but was happy that the birthday calls were starting. HAPPY BIRTHDAY CRYSTAL, I love you.