The male logic

Men do not understand that not denying something that has been stated, is stating it themselves. At least from my womanly perspective.

When a female lets out the so dreaded words such as "I'm fat." , "This does not look very good on me.", or "My breath stinks." in all of its possible variations, the role of a nearby male is to deny it with all their might, and make sure we buy it. Sympathetic smiles, suggesting another dress or handing us a mint does not make us happy. Problem solved... not. The much recurred "yeah, I've been gaing some weight myself" could be cutting it close to painful divorces and break ups. I understand your thinking, males, but that does not lead me to believe you understand ours. Leave your logical minds aside, for crying out loud; we are WOMEN.

So, in cases like these (be careful to identify a positive case) the basic key is to simply deny it. Prove us wrong even if we are not. You'll save yourself a few hours , or even days, of silent misery wondering "What did I say?".

Weird gringo.

My husband made me repeat "Ku Klux Klan" three times, then he laughed harder than I ever saw him. By the four time, I refused. He begged and said it sounded funny... (?). That's it. I am going back to Mexico. He is very very, scary.

(He is still laughing even though I theatened to go public.)

A total paradox, to love you,
and to not feel ashamed
of even breathing.
For I use this mouth to say your name
and then have no space left
to kiss you.

There is not enough surface
in this poor body of mine
to satisfy the voracity
of your eyes.

With those eyes,
who cares about time?

__________________
Blah, Blah, Blah....

Love actually

Sam:

"But you know the thing about romance is people only get together right at the very end. "

The 2003 movie, "Love Actually" surprised me when it became one of my favorite romantic comedies. Those British people suffer once in a while from some sparks of humor I actually get, and they prove in this movie that, maybe they are not as cold as we always think of them. The central theme of the movie is to show, through a series of interlinked stories, that love actually, is all around!

This particular quote comes from Sam, who crazy in love, discussedsthe complications of love with his stepdad (Liam Neeson). From the first time I heard this phrase, I thought it was one of the wisest things I ever heard. Just think... if couples got together at the beginning of the movie/fairy tale/soap/life, with no obstacle to conquer, and no hard work, would the journey be as enjoyable ? Would they appreciate each other as much when they get to be face to face?

I've heard people wonder at times (including Yours Truly): What was God thinking when he created us, loved us, and then pushed us into a World packed with distractions and obstacles just to see if we would come back to Him? Why take the chance? Why didn't He just created us specifically to love and worship Him happily ever after? No complications; no hate, no crime, no death, no famine... but Sam opened my eyes. What would be so gratifying about a romance like this? I certainly would not liked to be loved by my husband because he knows no different.

The journey increases the excitement of the most intense love. Every obstacle leads us to a bigger pleasure in the end. God wanted us to love Him by choice. He hoped we would conquer obstacles to finally reach His arms one day, and experience wholly our Romance, for all eternity.

Debt

My mouth was open for over three hours yesterday.

A couple of years ago I fell of the rooftop of a building. Fine, I jumped. I thought it would be fun, and having been given the instructions on how to fall onto the pile of sand (bend your knees!!!) I stepped off the edge. I bent my knees alright; and the right one hit me right on my chin. Eight teeth broken later and a piece of my tongue missing, I promised I would not do it again. Figures... first time I yield to peer pressure, I am already in my twenties.

So two years later, I am still paying a good price for 1 1/2 seconds of "fun". I had a dentist appointment today..no. I had a butcher's appointment yesterday. I have been to many a dentist lately, and I never wanted to cry so bad as I did yesterday, even when they were only taking X-rays. But anyway... almost four hours later, and a root canal more I stumble towards the front desk.

"Ready?" (The secretary starts printing a bill.)
'I would like to be billed, please"
"Uh, sorry sweetheart, we'd rather you'd pay right now"

I stare at my two inch square purse.
"I'm sorry, my husband called earlier, he let you know we wished to be billed."
'He did not mentioned that, no. You COULD pay iin two days when you come back to be tortured some more" (ok, ok, she did not say the last part, but she thought it).

"uh, ok... how much would that be? So that I can figure out how to pay for it."
"It will be around 1,200 dollars, honey, maybe a little more."

My question is... did she really think I was carrying that much money in my 2x2 denim purse? Maybe she realized that, since I had two last names, I would probably have some drug-dealing relatives in Southamerica willling to pay for it.

I have been worried since then. We are newlyweds, and though, we don't lack anything, that kind of money needs planning (and praying). But, silly me... that's what credit cards are for!!!

I try to tell myself to look around and see what people buy with their credit cards. Stuff; just stuff. I guess teeth are a bit more important. Still, my hubby could have gotten a big arse TV with that money! Still, it's kind of nice to know that he would rather I have teeth for years to come, than having the trophy TV.. at least I think he does.

I know it's cheesy, i know it's old. I know I am tired and my writing will be crappy no matter how hard I try, but I have to do it! I owe it to the sights and wonders I encountered this last year! There are so many things to be grateful for. We are done writing 2004. We all look back and decide if we want to do better in this brand new year, or if we are pretty happy and we just want to polish a few details. For the most part I am glad this one is over. I had almost too much excitemenmt for my little heart to bear, yet I long for what is year to come. So many things happened:

• I started the year with an engagement rign on my finger.
• I left home to go back to a job I hated
• I was diagnosed with depression (???)
• I made it through the year and my depression vanished in the distance along with the sight of my workplace as I left it behind for good.
• My heart was touched in so many different ways by a few dozen children who gave their teacher more that I could have possible have given them.
• I met wonderful people from all over the world, friends for life, and we all happily shared cultural shocks and accents. I could not have done it without them.
• I longed for a long distance phone call every night from the man I learned to love mroe and more every day of the year.
• I feared and doubted my own strenght, but my faith grew at a pace I had never witnessed before. I saw His hand holding me up every single day.
• I conquered the immigration services of my now home country, and in less than a year, the paperwork was done. (A big miracle unvelied in front o my eyes, just a step at a time).
• I married the man with the tenderest heart I have ever encountered, in a perfect wedding.
• I became a stepmom to an 8 year old who turns 9 tomorrow. (Happy Bday Lydia!)
• I moved three times in a year, so to speak, and I am now home...
  

And so much more, but in a nutshell thats as short as I can go without putting you to sleep. I have (WE HAVE!) now a whole new year in front of us. One full of challenges and pleasant surprises that await us in the dark. The fun is just starting ... :)