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Return to Home

Okay, I admit that our return to San Antonio was not that bad.  I had a much worse time during the eighteen-hour roadtrip dreading the homeschooling that awaited, and really, it wasn´t at all what I had imagined.  I found out that the teachers worked hard the whole summer to get better organized.  There is …

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Step by Step

(Pasito a Pasito) I am writing floating in a pleasure nirvana because Isabel, my eight-year-old, is massaging my feet.  Yesterday, in her Covidian boredom, she asked me to buy her a pink nail polish and now she is very much into her new pedicure-lady mode.  She had not finished asking me… Mamá, can I do …

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Puzzled Times

I´m forcing myself to sit down and write just for the sake and discipline of it, because now that more and more people are getting infected and the curve is spiking up, it´s hard to focus my head in any other thought that does not include the word Coronavirus in it.  Isabel found a 500 …

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It is What It Is!

This is the last week of homeschooling, praise the Lord and all of his Saints! Mission Accomplished, one less battle.  However, like with all battles in life, this one brought it´s corresponding debris with it. Bipolar Disorder Homeschooling for me was an alien concept.  The only people that did it, I imagined belonging to an …

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Opossum Mama

I would have loved to start with a… my anger has passed, my resignation is over.  I have reached the Nirvana!  Well, I’m afraid I have to inform you that no, I have not yet arrived at the so called more “zen” stage of grief.  I continue being a sourpuss and I don’t see it …

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Princess Marathon

Today at HEB this moron addressed me saying… Excuse me, sir.  Oh, come on!  Really?  I lit up like a match.  I gave him a deadly look.  My offender didn´t even bother to look at me again.  Then, reflected in one of the dark windows where the offices are, I indeed saw a subject with it’s face all covered, wearing loose …

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Peppers on the clouds

This week I set the goal of meditating thirty minutes every day.  I desperately need to be in a more “zen” and less “deranged” frequency.  I need to create a “good atmosphere” in my home… Okay, whatever, so: day one, I failed.  Day two, I failed.  Mediocrely, I lowered and lowered the bar and by Wednesday those thirty minutes …

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