A clean house?

I found this the other day on the net and left me thinking! mmm... I think I am wasting my life cleaning this house, not anymore, I don;t even look as happy as this lady when I clean the bathtub.

The week is over!

Well another week that is over. After all the tension for the MMM the rest of the week was really slow and easy. Today we went to the park and I could play woth my camera a little, I even got pictures of tantrums! one form Santiago and one from Ana Paula, one bacause he didn't want to pedal in his bike and wanted to be pushed all around the park. Ana Paula because she wants a dog... oh well I hide behind my camera I didn't care much.
Here is my favorite picture form today!

Being a Master!

Well here I am in a middle of hurricane Rita waiting to lose power and hopind for a phone call. I've been hopinf for that call for the past few days but nothing. In the afternoon the first post. Winner are up. I am not in hte list, not even in the runner-ups or in the finalists list. Bummer! I really wanted to be a Master (as everybody else). Oscar says, what's wrong with you? it is just a contest! but obviously he doesn't get it.
Now I really feel insecure. Everybody at the store love my pages, Jen and the crew girls like my work but mags just don't want it. I wonder what am I doing wrong? It's been month since I started to submit to ALL mags and I prefer to think that I have no luck rather than they don't like my work, but now I am starting to get that feeling. Really strong. I would love if someone could tell what's wrong. I love my LOS I think that I've improved a lot and I feel my growth as a scrapper. But still nothing for me. I think this is the logical step now.
Is is possible to win a contest without being published before? I don't think so but I think I am going to give the HOF a try. Why? because I didn't finish my entry this year and because of my mom. She was so supportive with this and we dreamt to see my pages published so I am going to do it for her too.
Oscar thinks I am crazy, I am so sad because of the contest and sudenly I am thinking about a new one???
As I said before men just don't get it!

My mexican boy!

September is heritage month at Santiago's school so his teacher asked me to show somethings about Mexico. We are the only mexican family in the whole school so I wanted to do something nice. As Kar was comming to visit and as September is the patriotic month in Mexico, I call her and asked her to bring mexican stuff for our presentation. She brought the cutest things. First of all a flag, she also brought tiny flags to decorate the tacos I made, a corneta, ballons and the best thing... a costume for Santi it a mexican indito costume that fitted perfectly well and it also has a mustache. He looked so cute. I made tacos with salsa decorate the whole thing and brought the flag and ballons to the classroom. I asked the teacher to do the presentation while Kar was here so she could be there too. Santiago cryed the whole presentation because he didn't want any kid to touch his ballons ot flag or anything. We kept on saying clean up mami, go go! The kids loved the tacos, the flag and the map we made for them. I had a great time showcasing a little part of my country!

My sister, my friend

What can I say about Karla my sister? just that I love her and that I am so proud of her and definately how lucky I am to have a sister like her. She lived with my mom so her pain is double with what happened but she is hanging there, trying to go on everyday.
I admire her so much, I wish I could be as strong as she is. My Mom was really lucky too to have her by her side.
Last week she came to visit us, or should I say to visit Ana Paula and Santi? We went shopping and tryed to have fun. We also talked and remembered... we cryed too!
She will be back in a few weeks. So glad she works for AA and she can fly almost for free!
Oscar took this pictures of the 2 of us and 1 became a LO for Scraps Ahoy.
Kar I love you!

What is that scar on Santi's face?

OK on August 1st. we had our first serious accident, Santiago fell form the stairs, his forehead was broken! A lot of blood everywhere. I've never seen Oscar so nervous, but he did great. He manged to check Santi's body, clen the injury and stop the blood. We ran to the ER and there he received 18 stitches. Poor little one, he called me all the time while crying in the ER. I don't know how I managed to be there with him. I felt terrible.
Ana Paula couldn't take it and waited outside, She is just like me! He had the stitches for 10 days. The scar isa doing great I just need to make sure he is away from the sun for a year!!! yes for 1 whole year. Easy task when you live in Florida right?
If he learned a lesson? Of course not, he keeps on jumping on the stairs!

Santi started school... finally!!

On August 15th. Santi started school. Finally, but truth to be said I miss him a little!
His new school is The Wonder Years and his teachers are Angela and Mabel. He didn't cry at all the first day, the second one he had a hard time but now he just loves it!. He wants to wear his uniform all day long and every day. When he wakes up he asks: cole mami? I am glad he is having fun and he is also learning, His been improving his words a lot, all in english but finally we've seen some advancement.

The first lost tooth

Finally Ana Paula lost her first tooth. August 11th. was the day. I took her to the dentist because she already had the new tooth growing on the back. The dentist decide to get rid of it and pull it out. You can imagine the drama Dona Liber made, she cryed like a mad person but finally the tooth was out.
The tooth fairy was very nice. She gave her 5 coins of 1 dollar each one.
I love her new chimuela smile!

The las time we were all together

On the week I spent in Mexico, my brother invited us to El Charco de las Ranas to eat tacos. This was the last time my mom went to eat out and the last time the 4 of us were together. I always have my camera with me so this picture was taken that day.
Journaling reads:
“As years go by, I’ve learned that life is tough especially when you are away from your country and from your family. But no matter how hard things get, every time I hug Aby, things just seem to fall in the right place, in her arms I feel so secure and protected, I always find in her the strength I need to carry on and to face whatever life has for me, I feel happy and special.
I hope that you always find in my arms the same joy and comfort that I find in Aby’s arms”

I am back

After many days of being away from my blog, finally I am back, being away form the blog was kind of being away from myself. A lot happened in this 2 months. Isn't it funny how life can change in just a second?
Well I came back form Mexico after spending a whole week with my mom. She was not doing good but she wasn'y that bad. Today I thank God for giving me the opportunity to spend that week with her. The last week we spent together...
we talked, we laughed, we remembered, we enjoyed and those moments are going to be in my heart forever.
After that week I came back I kept on with my life and on August 18th. the call came. I wasn';t home, I was working for a video production and had this felling for all day. Finally @ 4 my brother reached me, he told me to call my sister, my mom was leaving, I called my sister and she told me that I had reservations for the first flight next day, she told me my mom was leaving us, she was very bad. I couldn't believe it, I told my sister to tell her how muc I love her and how important she was for me. 30 mins later my brother called again and told me to call my sister, my mom just passed away. I can't even remember the moment, my felings, or my pain. I finished my job and went straight home, and cryed all night long.
Next morning I was up in that plane, alone.
I stayed in Mexico for 5 days. The funeral was a very hard moment so as the mass and the ashes ceremony. On Monday the 3 of us went together to my mom's house, it was also a very difficult moment. All these days cahnged my life forever. I don't think I can ever be completely happy, I am not the same person, I need her so much, there are so many things we didn't say, we didn't talk about... and now we can't do it, Not any more.
Mom I hope you knew how important you were in my life and how much I am going to miss you.
This is for you:
Journaling in the tag reads:
“As years go by, I’ve learned that life is tough especially when you are away from your country and from your family. But no matter how hard things get, every time I hug Aby, things just seem to fall in the right place, in her arms I feel so secure and protected, I always find in her the strength I need to carry on and to face whatever life has for me, I feel happy and special.
I hope that you always find in my arms the same joy and comfort that I find in Aby’s arms”