Seems like ever since the wedding talk began....I have wedding things thrown at me all the time....

I'll be in the supermarket and see Wedding Magazines....
Sales on Wedding Rings...

Or like this morning when I pop online to read my news I read this.

Seriously some of the pictures are nice...but I wouldn't want a wedding dress that was made channeling The Little Mermaid.

Sure I'm amped about the planning..but it seems like there are so many other things to sort out first...like True's Job situation...he got reduced to part-time and well, let's just say I don't wanna get into a marriage where money becomes an issue.

After our mini-vay-k everyone wondered: So did you guys set up a date during your weekend?

Even our pastor commented: If you guys have a date, you can tell me and I won't tell.

No. We do not have a date.

We have an idea that we would like it to be before the year is out.

And that I want something simple.

True is considering a Reception.
I could care less.

I'd like a day thing...early brunch...and then everyone goes home.

Besides I don't have money for an event bigger than that.
I just want my close friends and the people who mean something in my life to be there when it goes down.

Everyone wants to help. Everyone wants to decorate, give advice, blah blah blah.

A friend called me the other days: "I have a friend who still has her dress and is renting it, if you wanna see it?"

"Um...gee, thanks".

She goes on: "It's a beautiful white dress and it's very elegant..blah blah blah".

"Thank you, but I don't think white is my first color choice and I don't want anything too flashy. I want something more 'me', more simple, more 'i-can-actually-say-my-vows-in-the-dress-without-needing-
an-oxygen-tank-or-itching-all-over
due to funny fabric."

"Oh. I kinda of imagined that".

I like the whole give me your feedback and the idea that so many people can help, but I just want everyone involved to know that I want something simple, so don't look at me funny when I say I don't want the violinist or the Harp Player...

Rings.
Ah the rings.

True still has to propose old-school style.
I wouldn't have it any other way.

I want a proposal.

With a ring.
A nice ring.

He has some rings from once upon a time ago, when he was going to get married.

The girlfriend picked the rings.

True's mom asked him why don't we use those.

I don't like them. The woman rings aren't half bad looking but, they are yellow gold. Not a big fan of yellow gold.
The band for True is not very attractive, either.

Another good reason: neither of us picked them out. They don't represent our personalities at all.

I have something like these rings in mind.

Or these which are from the same line but a tad less expensive.

We'll see.

Home?
Where are we gonna live?
Well, that's a toughie.

I got pre-approved for a home mortgage. So I guess that's good, but just looking at the Settlement Statement gives me shivers...we're talking a high mortgage payment that for now is a tad far-fetched. We also don't have any property in mind.

So that only leaves, my crib.

For a short amount of time.

My crib is attractive, it's big, it's spacy. I can imagine that True has invisioned his Turntables in the big loft area of my house...

::shiver::

Turntables, records, cables....

::shiver::

I can only envision Vietnam and my brother downstairs.

But I guess for now, as a short term thing it'll be good.

I also think about Miss C. I think she should kind of get used to the fact of True living in the house, and then relocate. I don't think doing both things at once would be such a good idea. Advice welcomed in this area.

So, that's all for the blushing bride. I've got my hands full this weekend. I'll be doing a show in a town called Cidra. I've got therapies tomorrow and Saturday with Miss C and lots of other stuff along the way....

I'm off...I've got more Betty Crocker ideas in my head....Betty Crocker you say? yeah..last night I surprised True by baking some brownies...not bad if I say so myself...so I'm thinking chocolate chip cookies for tomorrow...

or Moist Yellow Cake...

::drooling::

True is in the paper today....no pics but a cool interview on how our work (going to preach in the streets) is impacting our youth...It was a four part series on Hip Hop in Puerto Rico, and we were fortunate enough to get mentioned today!!!here

The article is in spanish, but you can see his name in there..!!!

Sound bites from the weekend...

"Sometimes you can be a jerk".

But then again, aren't we all at some point??

"He smuggled a tarantula through customs, during a trip with a Mother Teresa Volunteer Group thing".

Sometimes family members can do the darndest things.

"Why don't you find it Miss C??"...."Mommy are you mad? I'm sorry".

Kids will be kids...sometimes you wanna smother them, sometimes you don't.

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::sigh::

I had to get up at 6am today...
I managed to crawl out of my bed 40 minutes later, call True and say a really crappy prayer to start my dad.

I swear to you God, I'll come up with something good tonight.

Mornings aren't my strong point.

True and I have mended fences.
But Saturday and Sunday were hell.

I mean HELL.

As I stood in church on sunday I felt I was gonna literally burn in hell right then and there, because everyone was so full of 'love' and 'peace' and I just wanted to be put in a steel cage and smack the crap out of True a lá Monday Night Raw.

After church we chilled at his crib.
We sat on a sofa in silence.
All night long.

When we finally spoke, you know what went on..the whole you don't, I don't..we can't situation.

How long are we gonna keep on with this crap?
We both feel neither understands.

And that ain't good.

We talked and talked and I felt nothing was really said.

We put things to rest and left them where they were.

I hope it doesn't come back to haunt us.

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Yesterday was a Holiday...True worked, but I was off. I decided to take Vader and Miss C to the beach.

You know, a nice generational mom thing.

Miss C was excited to see fishies in the water...the sun was warm but not scorching and even Vader found a shade to sit under with her coiffed do and Maja Makeup

We went early, so at midday we were back at Vader's, I took a little nap, Vader made lunch and True joined us later on.

It was a quiet afternoon and I think Vader had a great time....I have to admit..*gasp*, so did I.

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On a sad note my prayer's go out the Virginia Tech families. It is a horrible horrible tragedy. I can't even begin to imagine the healing process.

We are also praying for one of my mom's coworkers who tried to commit suicide and is in critical condition. He is alive and alert, but he is strapped down due to his continued effort to take his life. It's been a tough blow to his family and children.

We pray for him and the other families.
Please do so too!

*****

The rest of my week is pretty booked, church, practice for events on Friday, Saturday...and try to squeeze in some sleep time...

what's up wit ya?

Oh my Gosh...Oh my Gosh...They love me...they really love me!!!!

I got an award..!!

A friggin award...

I am so totally honored that such a great person like Chelle has awarded me with a Thinking Award!!

I am sooo honored...I mean...it's an award from a person who I truly admire...

The rules are:
1. If, and only if, you get tagged, write a post with links to 5 blogs that make you think.
2. Link to this post so that people can easily find the exact origin of the meme.
3. Optional: Proudly display the 'Thinking Blogger Award' with a link to the post that you wrote.

Here are five bloggers who make me think, and make me smile:

1. Gnightgirl...aww man what can I say?? I found her because she found me first...and boy am I glad...besides the fact that she takes some awesome, jaw dropping pictures, she is funny, witty, candid and has such a good heart. She gives the readers her take on everyday life situations in a way so realistic and so truthful you'll love her right off the bat...

And even though she is going through tough times (her son has been recently deployed to War) she is such a trooper....especially sending care packages with pictures and autographs of cute models to her son...Definitely Mom of the Year..Go Check her out!

2. Caro. Caro kicks Butt...here is a lady that tells it like it is...she says things that I wish I could speak out and say. She manages to take the most difficult situations and write about them in such a hilarious way you can't help but laugh. Do not read and drink while on this site...

3. The adventures of Super J I love Yoly's site...and for anyone with a child with special needs this is a great ride. I've enjoyed all their triumphs, good days, celebrations, bad days, trials and tribulations. I had the pleasure of meeting them last November and I always visit this blog to know what's up in the life of beautiful J, my hero. I always smile because, Yoly and her family have worked so hard to get J to where he is right now, and their joy is mine!!!

4. I don't know if we can do repeats on this meme, but I'd like to include: Chelle. I found her through Number 2 and boy am I glad I did. Chelle is beautiful, funny and above all strong. She is like a no bullcrap-i-root-for-me-all-the-time-type-of-gal. Why does she make me think and smile? Well because like the rest of us, Chelle has had some tough times and she still manages to keep it together, at least enough to keep on blogging and make her kids happy, and THAT IS ALOT. No matter how hard things get, Chelle gets right back on board, and who can't smile at that????


5. Sarcastic Journalist. She was one of the first blogs I found, before mine. I read her compulsively. Her stories are hilarious, borderline crazy, yet they are not far-fetched. She says everything we think and don't dare say. She says it like it is, not pats on the back..no beating around the bush. A mom with a toddler and small infant, working from her home...a sure recipe for great stories. The thing about SJ is that, even though she writes in a comical way, most of the issues she talks about, aren't really funny at all, for example the struggles of being a stay-at-home-mom, having two kids at an early age, dealing with discipline problems and the fact that she was fired for blogging....and yet she takes all this issues head on, no holds barred, making me wanna be as outspoken as her, as multi-tasker as she is....

I can't help admire her and wanna be her and laugh with her, all at the same time...

Five blogs to mentions is not fair....I have far more than five blogs that make me think, make me wanna smile everyday....Right now I'm enjoying Momo's blog which keeps track of her weeks of pregancy...it's just great to read that and feel like your a part of that process with her, I love Art's blog...although he sometimes dissapears on us, he is just like Chelle and SJ who speak it like it is, a great dad and still alive to talk about it all...

I also love I am, therefore I date, I've read all the archives and seen how my heroine Roxy has found love, but has had to make major adjustments in her life, like a new job and leave her Dear New York behind...it's my guilty pleasure to read about her adventures and how she is loving her life, her job and all that comes her way.....a must read!!

Ok...that's all, cuz if I keep on this list will be huge!!!!!

Love ya love ya love ya!!!!!

Miss C was given some 'rabbit ears' to wear for Easter.

We couldn't get those suckers on, even if we pinned her down and stapled them on.
She was very explicit when she yelled "NO" at a pitch only dogs could make out.

This morning she wanted to wear them to school.
After yelling and screaming the whole drive,

Mind you I was the one yelling and screaming,

I decided I needed to pick my battles wisely.

As I walked away from her classroom, I could see my bunny sitting with the rest of the kids.

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Money.
Seems like money is a funny subject.
Funny as in, a subject not to be effed with.

True and I got into some kind of squabble over money.

We squashed the whole mess.

Then later during the evening we got into another squabble because Mr. I am always right don't you dare give me advice, didn't like when I told him I thought it was dangerous he was going out to get gas at almost 11pm.

My exact words:
"You're going to get gas!! Boy, don't you love danger".

He snapped back:
"Oh, you're gonna fight about this as well".

AS WELL!!
WTF is that supposed to mean??

Needless to say a whole sack full of crap split open.

Harsh words were said and we both offended each other.
I was told that every time I get mad I 'lose it', that I have 'problems', that he 'isn't gonna talk to me when I wanna argue'.

Then he gave me the silent treatment.

Ahhh...how I love the silent treatment.

"When you have something interesting to say, you know my number".

*Click* I hung up.

That'll teach him to treat me like I'm 10.

I was not gonna let any man come in my life and make me shut up and play "nice and quiet".

I turned off my phone.

Let the games begin.

Eventually I had to turn it back on to set the alarm.
He called.

"Got anything interesting to say? cause if ya' don't I'm hanging up again".

(Yeah, I got a severe attitude problem.....so much for the love of God)

"What??? You wanna break up with me?? Is that it?????"

*GASP*

Whoever said anything about breaking up????!!

"Well, that's up to you, seems like I'm not quiet enough or submissive enough for ya, maybe you need someone who doesn't 'lose it' when they get upset".

::sigh::

Half an hour more of a tug of war on words.....

I hung up around midnight.

I have a huge headache and I haven't heard from him today.

I could say I could care less, but somehow I should've aborted this battle as soon as it had begun.

This was no case of wearing bunny ears at school.