I *LOVE* soup. Even though the weather here is very hot, I can eat soup anytime of year. My favorites by far are potato soup and tortilla soup. Yum! I had some tortilla soup for lunch today and was very surprised that there were no tortillas/tortilla strips. In lieu it had rice. What? I mean, it was called Tortilla Soup and had all the usual ingredients but no tortillas. How odd.
I'm trying to learn how to make "Caldo de res" from my grandma and she already gave me a recipe for a delicious chicken soup. This all leads me to what I was going to ask in the first place. Do you have any favorite soups and/or recipes? I'd be delighted if you'd share. Good night!
feeling: sleepy
listening to: Keane (Everybody's Changing)
what I should be doing instead of blogging: sleeping
Wednesday, September 14, 2005
crazy co-worker
I work with a crazy lady. C-R-A-Z-Y! If you were to talk to her, by all accounts, you'd think she was just a normal woman. I thought so when I first met her. It wasn't until having known her for a while that I'm convinced. You see, she thinks everyone that sees her and/or talks to her immediately falls in love with her. Well, all men at least. I first I thought she was playing around. You know how we mess around saying that we're so beautiful that men can't help but fall in love, but she is absolutely serious. What's worse is that I am completely amused by it. She isn't an ugly looking lady but she also isn't hot. She's average. One day she was late getting to work and it turned out that she had been pulled over for cutting across a parking lot. Well, all day she was saying that the policeman had her address and how he was probably going to show up at her house and they would date. She went so far as to say that if they got married, she's have a funny story to tell their grandchildren about how they met. At our company party early this summer, she was dancing with our manager. Then everyone sort of formed a little circle and one person would go to the middle at a time. After that everyone was sort of dancing together and she ended up with another manager. Well, she was convinced that they both wanted to fight over her. She asks us if we think it's true and since we're evil we answer, "Yes! I saw! He was ALL looking at you!" (evil laugh)
I haven't messed with her lately because I still remember my friend Liz telling me "Don't mess with the crazy woman's head". She still hasn't changed, though. We get a lot of clients who show up and take us little treats, lollipops, candies, and whatnot. We know they do it to be nice but in her case they do it because they want her. Yes, the old men who go to the bank every single day and take us candy go just to see her and talk to her. A guy that shows up from another branch to talk to someone or pick something up is there to take her out to dinner. A guy who won movie passes just wanted them in order to take her. Seriously, she's said all these things. Yesterday I had a day-long torture, I mean, training. I was together with people from various branches. One girl asked me how "crazy lady" was doing. I told her fine and she asked me how she and one of our banker guys were doing. What? (This guy is about half her age and has a BEAUTIFUL girlfriend that he lives with ) The girl told me that the crazy lady had told her that banker guy along with every other man that works with us were totally in love with her. I was amazed.
So, is this like a mental condition? Does she just have really high self esteem? I don't understand it.
feeling: energetic!
watching: The Today Show
what I should be doing instead of blogging: making breakfast
I haven't messed with her lately because I still remember my friend Liz telling me "Don't mess with the crazy woman's head". She still hasn't changed, though. We get a lot of clients who show up and take us little treats, lollipops, candies, and whatnot. We know they do it to be nice but in her case they do it because they want her. Yes, the old men who go to the bank every single day and take us candy go just to see her and talk to her. A guy that shows up from another branch to talk to someone or pick something up is there to take her out to dinner. A guy who won movie passes just wanted them in order to take her. Seriously, she's said all these things. Yesterday I had a day-long torture, I mean, training. I was together with people from various branches. One girl asked me how "crazy lady" was doing. I told her fine and she asked me how she and one of our banker guys were doing. What? (This guy is about half her age and has a BEAUTIFUL girlfriend that he lives with ) The girl told me that the crazy lady had told her that banker guy along with every other man that works with us were totally in love with her. I was amazed.
So, is this like a mental condition? Does she just have really high self esteem? I don't understand it.
feeling: energetic!
watching: The Today Show
what I should be doing instead of blogging: making breakfast
Monday, September 12, 2005
the "ouse-may" is gone!
That mouse is finally gone! FINALLY! You can not imagine the discomfort that I've been living with since I found out about that rodent. The first day that we found out about it, Rodrigo was being really compasionate and so we bought some of those friendly traps. That night I had nightmares. I was dreaming that the mouse had gotten halfway into the little box then it closed down on him and trapped him with half his body still outside. Then he started flopping around trying to free himself. Keep in mind that in my dream the mouse was a giant rat and so this flopping was really exaggerated and noisy. In my dream it came flopping around up the stairs and was headed to Alec's room. Rodrigo and I tried stopping it at the top of the stairs but all I could do was jump around screaming trying not to get hit by the mouse. Ugh. After that I was dreaming that Rodrigo had set the traps in a corner in a really high cabinet. I was upset because there was no way the mouse could ever even get there. Whew, I'm glad I'll be able to rest now.
We tried peanut butter, crackers, cheese but nothing seemed to work. After three days, we went and bought the "real" mousetraps. Yes, I know that this sounds cruel but I kept worrying about toxins that might make the kids sick. I like my kids more than I like a mouse. Anytime. I made the mistake of telling my grandma about the situation and she freaked me out more. She was telling me that when a mouse finds a place it's comfortable in, it'll bring a mate and they'll make a little nest and have like a million babies. UGH! For a while there I even worried about the plague. Yes, the bubonic plague. This is how paranoid I was. I never saw the mouse myself but I'm mortified to say that a friend we had over saw it and claimed it was cute. HOW EMBARRASSING!
Rodrigo would check the traps every morning and Sunday morning it was there. The lucky mouse got caught in the mouse friendly trap. He lucked out because I was ready to cover the floor with glue paper the next day. I made a point to tell Rodrigo to drive him at least 3 miles away because I've heard that they can smell their way back. He drove him 14 miles away and set him free. Rodrigo was describing the mouse's "liberation" in an animated way trying to make him sound cute. Nothing persuaded me. I was disgusted. He said he thought about taking it to a pet store but was afraid that it would get fed to snakes. I said he deserved it. We didn't tell the kids about it at all. Especially Brianna. Rodrigo and I kept referring to it as the "ouse-may". In my case, it was more like "upid-stay ouse-may". Anyway, I am feeling so relieved and not afraid to come downstairs at night anymore.
feeling: Relieved!
listening to: Michael Buble (Home)
what I should be doing instead of blogging: eating breakfast
We tried peanut butter, crackers, cheese but nothing seemed to work. After three days, we went and bought the "real" mousetraps. Yes, I know that this sounds cruel but I kept worrying about toxins that might make the kids sick. I like my kids more than I like a mouse. Anytime. I made the mistake of telling my grandma about the situation and she freaked me out more. She was telling me that when a mouse finds a place it's comfortable in, it'll bring a mate and they'll make a little nest and have like a million babies. UGH! For a while there I even worried about the plague. Yes, the bubonic plague. This is how paranoid I was. I never saw the mouse myself but I'm mortified to say that a friend we had over saw it and claimed it was cute. HOW EMBARRASSING!
Rodrigo would check the traps every morning and Sunday morning it was there. The lucky mouse got caught in the mouse friendly trap. He lucked out because I was ready to cover the floor with glue paper the next day. I made a point to tell Rodrigo to drive him at least 3 miles away because I've heard that they can smell their way back. He drove him 14 miles away and set him free. Rodrigo was describing the mouse's "liberation" in an animated way trying to make him sound cute. Nothing persuaded me. I was disgusted. He said he thought about taking it to a pet store but was afraid that it would get fed to snakes. I said he deserved it. We didn't tell the kids about it at all. Especially Brianna. Rodrigo and I kept referring to it as the "ouse-may". In my case, it was more like "upid-stay ouse-may". Anyway, I am feeling so relieved and not afraid to come downstairs at night anymore.
feeling: Relieved!
listening to: Michael Buble (Home)
what I should be doing instead of blogging: eating breakfast
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
uniforms
It's official. We're going to start to have wearing uniforms to work. It had been a rumor since I started working there. Then with the merger, we knew it was coming but not exactly when or how the uniforms would look. I don't know how I feel about this. I've had to wear a uniform before working as a flight attendant but that was something that I knew going into the job. I'm trying to see the good side of this. .
1. I won't have to worry about what to wear every day. BIG plus!
2. I won't have to spend a lot of money on clothes. Is that a good thing?
3. My "real" clothes will last longer.
4. When my co-worker see me in my "real" clothes, I'll look fabulous (because they'll be used to seeing me in uniform)
5. Everyone will look more professional. (We had a girl who worked there for a little while and liked wearing pants that would slide down and show she was wearing a thong. Eww. Completely inappropriate).
6. I like the color.
Ok, that's all I can think of for now but I'm still feeling weird about having to wear a uniform. Like it's no fun. How am I going to make fun of what others are wearing? Kidding! :P
feeling: energized!
listening to: Nine Inch Nails (Sunspots)
what I should be doing instead of blogging: getting ready to leave
1. I won't have to worry about what to wear every day. BIG plus!
2. I won't have to spend a lot of money on clothes. Is that a good thing?
3. My "real" clothes will last longer.
4. When my co-worker see me in my "real" clothes, I'll look fabulous (because they'll be used to seeing me in uniform)
5. Everyone will look more professional. (We had a girl who worked there for a little while and liked wearing pants that would slide down and show she was wearing a thong. Eww. Completely inappropriate).
6. I like the color.
Ok, that's all I can think of for now but I'm still feeling weird about having to wear a uniform. Like it's no fun. How am I going to make fun of what others are wearing? Kidding! :P
feeling: energized!
listening to: Nine Inch Nails (Sunspots)
what I should be doing instead of blogging: getting ready to leave
Monday, September 05, 2005
labor day weekend
I hope your Labor day and weekend were good. Mine were just great!
Saturday: I had to work and that wasn't cool, but I had the whole afternoon off. We heard on the radio that item donations for hurricane victims were being accepted at our local airfield. We quickly went to the store and bought stuff we thought they'd need. We filled up our little car and drove over to drop them off. Seeing as to how it was at a military base, we had to get a permit to enter. Then we got lost looking for the building. We finally found it and by the time we got back home it was well past midnight. It wasn't a whole lot that we were able to take, but I think right now everything helps. I can't even begin to imagine what it means to lose everything you own.
Sunday: I'm aching for fall and I was a little stir crazy so I knew I wanted to take a road trip. We drove over to New Mexico in hopes that the weather would be a little cooler as tends to be the case. We went to Hillsboro, N.M. for the apple festival. I wish I'd read this article first because I was expecting apples galore and was surprised that there were hardly any apples at all. What we did get was brown sugar kettle corn (everybody say yum), some DELICIOUS peach honey made by a little company called Nature's Nectar (I'm plugging because it is sooooo good!), and the apple things we ate/drank were cider, apple pie, caramel apples and apple chips. We left there and drove to Hatch, N.M. for their Chile Festival. The whole little town was decorated with hundreds of ristras. The place smelled delicious. We ate some gorditas there and bought a 50 lb. sack of roasted chili. Rodrigo looked like Santa Claus carrying the huge sack. We drove back to El Paso and stopped by my grandma's and Rodrigo's mom's house to drop off chili (let's face it, they cook better than I do and I'm a wimp at peeling chili. Imagine peeling 50 lbs?!). I took pictures! No, I haven't found my camera charger but took pictures with my mom's regular film camera. I'll post them as soon as I get them developed.
Today we worked around the house. There are some hurricane evacuees here in the city. I went through a whole lot of the kids clothes and gathered what isn't going to fit them or I think they might not wear any longer. I'm going to take it over tomorrow morning since I know they are in dire need of donations. My kids out grow their clothes so fast, the clothes don't even look work out or over-used. Well, save the pajamas. In that last article I linked, there's a part about Kids Helping Kids and I'm going to have Brianna do that. I think it's important for children to help those less fortunate when they can.
Anyway, that was my weekend. How was yours?
feeling: tired
listening to: nothing, ahh....
what I should be doing instead of blogging: sleeping
Saturday: I had to work and that wasn't cool, but I had the whole afternoon off. We heard on the radio that item donations for hurricane victims were being accepted at our local airfield. We quickly went to the store and bought stuff we thought they'd need. We filled up our little car and drove over to drop them off. Seeing as to how it was at a military base, we had to get a permit to enter. Then we got lost looking for the building. We finally found it and by the time we got back home it was well past midnight. It wasn't a whole lot that we were able to take, but I think right now everything helps. I can't even begin to imagine what it means to lose everything you own.
Sunday: I'm aching for fall and I was a little stir crazy so I knew I wanted to take a road trip. We drove over to New Mexico in hopes that the weather would be a little cooler as tends to be the case. We went to Hillsboro, N.M. for the apple festival. I wish I'd read this article first because I was expecting apples galore and was surprised that there were hardly any apples at all. What we did get was brown sugar kettle corn (everybody say yum), some DELICIOUS peach honey made by a little company called Nature's Nectar (I'm plugging because it is sooooo good!), and the apple things we ate/drank were cider, apple pie, caramel apples and apple chips. We left there and drove to Hatch, N.M. for their Chile Festival. The whole little town was decorated with hundreds of ristras. The place smelled delicious. We ate some gorditas there and bought a 50 lb. sack of roasted chili. Rodrigo looked like Santa Claus carrying the huge sack. We drove back to El Paso and stopped by my grandma's and Rodrigo's mom's house to drop off chili (let's face it, they cook better than I do and I'm a wimp at peeling chili. Imagine peeling 50 lbs?!). I took pictures! No, I haven't found my camera charger but took pictures with my mom's regular film camera. I'll post them as soon as I get them developed.
Today we worked around the house. There are some hurricane evacuees here in the city. I went through a whole lot of the kids clothes and gathered what isn't going to fit them or I think they might not wear any longer. I'm going to take it over tomorrow morning since I know they are in dire need of donations. My kids out grow their clothes so fast, the clothes don't even look work out or over-used. Well, save the pajamas. In that last article I linked, there's a part about Kids Helping Kids and I'm going to have Brianna do that. I think it's important for children to help those less fortunate when they can.
Anyway, that was my weekend. How was yours?
feeling: tired
listening to: nothing, ahh....
what I should be doing instead of blogging: sleeping
Friday, September 02, 2005
my hair is SHORT!
Once my hair gets a certain length, all I do is start picking it up everyday. I keep thinking that I want to leave it long again but I get bored. I knew it was time to cut it because I was just so tired of it. I had it cut yesterday. Short. Shorter than I've had it in quite a while. I've only had it this short once before when I wanted Sarah McLauchlan's hair from the Adia video. I *love* it! I thought Rodrigo was going to hate it but he actually liked it. I walked in waiting for a reaction.
Rodrigo: (just stares)
me: (commanding him) Like my hair!
Rodrigo: I do. It looks really nice.
me: really? you're not just saying that?
Rodrigo: no, I really, really like it. Wow, you look like another person.
me: is that good or bad?
Rodrigo: (keeps staring a little too long)
me: What?
Rodrigo: You know, it kind of looks a little like the kid from Terminator 2
me: EDWARD FURLONG? I look like Edward Furlong?
Rodrigo: (just laughs)
me: Are you serious?!?!?
Rodrigo: a little but I mean it in a good way. It looks really nice.
me: Ugh. I don't care, I love it. (I start walking away)
Rodrigo: don't go releasing any lobsters
me: (groan)
feeling: I *LOVE* my hair
watching: m*th*r f**k*ng Barney. I hate this dinosaur.
what I should be doing instead of blogging: playing with my hair
Rodrigo: (just stares)
me: (commanding him) Like my hair!
Rodrigo: I do. It looks really nice.
me: really? you're not just saying that?
Rodrigo: no, I really, really like it. Wow, you look like another person.
me: is that good or bad?
Rodrigo: (keeps staring a little too long)
me: What?
Rodrigo: You know, it kind of looks a little like the kid from Terminator 2
me: EDWARD FURLONG? I look like Edward Furlong?
Rodrigo: (just laughs)
me: Are you serious?!?!?
Rodrigo: a little but I mean it in a good way. It looks really nice.
me: Ugh. I don't care, I love it. (I start walking away)
Rodrigo: don't go releasing any lobsters
me: (groan)
feeling: I *LOVE* my hair
watching: m*th*r f**k*ng Barney. I hate this dinosaur.
what I should be doing instead of blogging: playing with my hair
Thursday, September 01, 2005
new orleans :(
I try to keep my blog light and not really talk about tragic stuff, but I just can not believe how bad the hurricane victims have been hit. It is soooooo sad. I, like a lot of people, didn't think it would be this bad. New Orleans. I'd never been and it was always one of those cities I'd like to visit someday. My parents have been there and my mom says it is just so sad to see how the city is now.
What really gets to me is that in the middle of all this tragedy, the worst comes out in some people. Have you seen the video of the looters? Now, there are people that are stealing water, food, and baby formula. I have to say that I don't even consider them looters and I think that if I were in that position, I'd probably do the same thing. If I no longer had a home, no food, and my children hadn't eaten for a couple of days, I'd do whatever it took to feed them. Now, the people that are stealing clothes, electronics, jewelry and weapons have absolutely no excuse. Have you seen video of the little kids outside of a Wal-Mart all riding new bikes? That's just sad. Apparently people are stealing a lot of guns and other weapons and are walking around with them. When things like this happen I always feel really shallow. Like I complain about things that are really trite. I mean, here I am crying about a mouse when people in my own country are trying to deal with the fact that they've lost everything. I should be grateful that I have a home. Well, sorry to have depressed you all. Take some time to think about how lucky we are at this moment.
feeling: sad
watching: Caillou with Alec
what I should be doing instead of blogging: getting ready
What really gets to me is that in the middle of all this tragedy, the worst comes out in some people. Have you seen the video of the looters? Now, there are people that are stealing water, food, and baby formula. I have to say that I don't even consider them looters and I think that if I were in that position, I'd probably do the same thing. If I no longer had a home, no food, and my children hadn't eaten for a couple of days, I'd do whatever it took to feed them. Now, the people that are stealing clothes, electronics, jewelry and weapons have absolutely no excuse. Have you seen video of the little kids outside of a Wal-Mart all riding new bikes? That's just sad. Apparently people are stealing a lot of guns and other weapons and are walking around with them. When things like this happen I always feel really shallow. Like I complain about things that are really trite. I mean, here I am crying about a mouse when people in my own country are trying to deal with the fact that they've lost everything. I should be grateful that I have a home. Well, sorry to have depressed you all. Take some time to think about how lucky we are at this moment.
feeling: sad
watching: Caillou with Alec
what I should be doing instead of blogging: getting ready
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