by UnknownMami on December 31, 2011
For the past week, we’ve been busy finding ways to entertain ourselves indoors because we’ve been sick.
Happy New Year from San Francisco, CA!
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by UnknownMami on December 30, 2011
Unknown Papi: You shouldn’t be doing that right now.
Unknown Mami: Doing what?
Unknown Papi: Making that.
Unknown Mami: Why?
Unknown Papi: Because you’re sick and don’t feel well. You should be resting.
But Rocky Road is exactly what I needed to be making. I have been feeling horrible the last few days with a cold that is kicking my butt and then my spirits took a beating when I found out my brother is up to his old B.S. All day I felt horrible and had to take care of two kids that aren’t feeling so great themselves. When Unknown Papi came home, I took some Tahitian vanilla marshmallows that a friend had brought us, some left over chocolate chips, and some pecans and made Rocky Road. Suddenly the day wasn’t half bad.
I wrote about some fun Latin American New Year’s traditions at CafeMom. Some you might want to incorporate into your life, others will just make you laugh.
Wishing you a very Happy New Year!
And now your Friday Fortune Cookie
(don’t forget to add “in bed” at the end, if you are so inclined):
One resolution I have made, and try always to keep, is this: To rise above the little things. – John Burroughs
Hosted by Mrs. 4444
by UnknownMami on December 29, 2011
Remember my brother, the heroin addict?
He left his family (wife and 5 year old son) to go to rehab and get better.
He came back after 6 months. I knew he was back, but honestly had no desire to talk to him.
Why? Because even after 6 months of rehab, I felt skeptical.
When I finally did speak to him, I still felt skeptical.
It’s always the same. He talks too fast and I feel like he’s trying to sell me a used car. Everything is just great and nothing is going to get in his way even though everything in his way is just the same as it was before he left. Same people, same problems, same everything. Sure, it’s doable when you are hundreds of miles away in the middle of Mexico rehabbing on a farm, but then you come back to the same crap marriage, the same crap neighborhood, and the same crap has a tendency to happen.
He’s been back for maybe a month…maybe…and today I find out he’s in jail. CRAP! For stealing I don’t know what, it doesn’t matter.
Same old crap.
I tell myself it no longer hurts and that I’m numb, but that numbness is a feeling in itself. So I write and share because I know I am not alone. I know that so many people have brothers or sisters or mothers or fathers that are addicts or maybe they themselves are the addict. Doesn’t matter, it’s just CRAP!
by UnknownMami on December 28, 2011
My one kidney wonder is thriving and enjoyed her very first Christmas.
Oh and on Christmas Eve she gave me her first deliberate baby kisses: a slobbery joy!
For those of you that don’t know, Luna Pie was born with only one kidney after what seemed like many weeks of not knowing whether she had any kidneys at all. We waited, worried, hoped and it all paid off. Eventually, it became apparent that she had one functioning kidney. You only need one kidney to live. This little girl is a delight. I’m telling you, she is one happy baby.
Happy New Year from San Francisco, CA!
