Dear Peanut-butter:

Posted on March 3, 2010 by NotoriousMLE

I love you so much but you are like a dysfunctional and way-too-sexy-must-be-trouble boyfriend. The more I want you the more our relationship becomes a problem. And even worse, the sicker you are the more I can’t get enough. I’ll be honest: I like you best when you’re full of trans fats and creamy smooth. That’s our first problem. Also like all clandestine pairs we get along best when I’m feeling bad late at night. Increasingly you are demanding that we engage in threesomes with me and a bar of dark chocolate and it’s getting out of hand.

I love you but we need to go on a break.

So I’m drawing some healthy boundaries with you my friend. You can come to the refrigerator once a month in a small-sized jar. I can only handle you when you are organic and trans fat free. Other than that you are exiled until we can establish a more functional relationship.

I’ll miss you and the good times we used to have. See you on April 1st.

Confessions

Posted on February 16, 2010 by NotoriousMLE

Time for some blog confessions? Of course! There’s always something to confess right? Even as a non-Catholic I’ve got that part straight. :)

Okay. My confession is that I am a chicken. For a long time I’ve kind-of, sort-of been wishing I could be a writer. Let’s face it, nobody puts as much work as I do into a blog without some kind of ulterior motive and I never wanted to admit that mine is because I really like writing. But now I’m ‘fessing up: I like writing, or rather story-telling and communicating and I think I’m ready to start really trying to be a writer. What kind of writer, I don’t know… but in the spirit of trying not to wuss out I actually submitted an application to be a paid guest blogger for ING Direct. And I took it seriously, thinking through my app carefully and EDITING the final document. This my friends is progress. And I blame all of you who read this blog. I blame you for all your sweet, kind comments and for all of you audacious enough to suggest that I should be writing a book about our little trip to meet Colombia. I blame you all for giving me the encouragement I needed to get serious.

Maybe I’ll get the job and maybe I won’t but trying is the first step. Thank you to each of you whose encouragement gave the courage to try. I’ll let you know how it turns out.

The Love Shop(Etsy) via La Dolce Vita

Confessions

Posted on January 18, 2010 by NotoriousMLE

Elian show Andres whose the boss. I think his expression is a little scary here.

Let me be honest. I really love TV and I don’t know if Arnold would admit this but he does too. We don’t even have cable but we still watch A TON of TV with our bunny ears. We are to TV as chocolate is to peanutbutter. We belong together.

Even so I still had some idea that we would somehow limit Elian’s exposure to TV. When we received his report file that listed “children’s programs” as one of his likes we rolled our eyes “No way, we will be educational! No TV” Of course then we settled in to watch Project Runway on the internet you know like all hypocrites do.

And now he’s here and I am sad to report we are watching TV. It’s like Discovery Kids everyday. Even more horrifying we are watching TV while he eats because there is no kitchen table here and it just makes everything easier. I personally like watching “Sid the Scientific Kid”. I can sing all the songs now ”Mi mama es buena! Me lleva a la escuela!” I’ll spare you a description of the accompanying dance routine.

But you know what, whatever. I need to get through the day , feed my kid in someone else’s apartment and keep my sanity intact. Besides, as I have documented on this blog I watched a heck of a lot of TV as a kid and I think I came out just fine… maybe not great.

P.S. And since I know my Mom reads the blog I’ll note that we also read A LOT as kids, and did other educational activities. You know, when we weren’t watching Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles at Grandma’s house.

Confessions

Posted on September 25, 2007 by NotoriousMLE

I have some bad habits which I don’t have any intention of fixing.

1) Watching too much reality TV
2) Swearing. Swearing and swearing. (Arnold says he’s going to give me a referral if I don’t clean up my act)
3) Picking my nose in public

There you go, take it or leave it. I am a foul-mouthed, nose-picking, Dancing with the stars watching woman! Now you all know the truth. :)

These are my confessions

Posted on October 9, 2006 by NotoriousMLE

Like any good Christian girl, I understand the power of confession, getting something off your chest, receiving forgiveness, atoning for what you did wrong and processing how to take steps to not sin again. Amen. So my dear readers I must CONFESS that not only did I play hooky from school today, I ENJOYED IT!

Ha! Got you, I know you were all looking for something juicier. Anyways, I did play hooky, hopping a train to Martinez to spend the day lazing around with my Grandma, cousin Sage and baby niece Dora. I have to say living life at the pace of a toddler is bliss. There was lots of non-sensical play and laughing, occasional naps and all day snack sessions. What more could one want? The occasional unwarranted hysteria is a down side, but I would say that Dora was on exceptionally good behavior as I can’t remember her screaming at all today. Plus I successfully taught her how to make dolphin sounds on command. Sweet!

However I think the most hear-pumping part of the day was re-creating my “Almost missed my flight home from Ontario” fiasco at the Martinez train station by cutting it too close (as usual) causing me to have to run around looking for the train as if I were auditioning for Home Alone Part 3. Seriously it was exactly the same as what happened at the Ontario airport, including getting slightly lost and making a wrong turn just as the terminal came into view. Thanks to my exceptional good luck re: arriving too late and still getting on modes of mass transportation I made it home on time, with blog fodder in my pocket. Rock on! Tomorrow my new piano is coming. I’d have to say it was a good day.