Reminiscing :: 1977

Our grandparents had a cabin in Cloudcroft, New Mexico, and our large family would gather there yearly.
This place is one of the most treasured of my childhood memories.

This photo brings a smile to my face.

No More Bun!

Once in a blue moon, I take out the bun and wear my hair down, which results in friends (who see me on a weekly basis) to exclaim, “OMG, your hair is LONG!” They act surprised because, well, it’s NEVER down, but instead pulled up in the notorious [frumpy] bun.

Two years ago, I chopped off my mane, and donated it to Locks of Love. On Saturday, I did it again. Cut off 10 inches. Ruben, my hairdresser, tried to encourage me to get just a trim and come back in a month, so he wouldn’t have to cut as short. Even though I cut off more last time, the end result was slightly above shoulder length hair. This time, since my hair wasn't quite as long, it would mean, just-below-the-ear length.

I couldn’t leave. Told him to chop it off. NOW.

As soon as his scissors made their last snip, my head felt 10 times lighter. Why I torture myself with the long hair is beyond me. Ah, yes, because I like to donate it to a good cause.

The hubby likes it long, but he doesn’t have to wash it, and dry it, and brush it, and WEAR it. Don’t think he’s too thrilled with the new do, but I feel 10 times better. I'm having a hard time getting used to having "bangs" as I haven't had bangs since I was oh, 7. But Ruben insisted since we were going so short, to try something new.

And there is no more bun.









Will get some pics up soon. My hairdresser, although good with his scissors, had a hard time using my camera.

Football Firsts for the Tots

Coming up to take a breath after a busy, busy couple weeks, but wanted to quickly post these pics from Domi's high school's last [well, it was supposed to be the last] game, but the football team made playoffs, so marching band season is still not over!

Our friends, Andrea, Daniel, and Colton, and Anja and her Anika joined us to watch the band march their last performance (or so I thought it would be) of their award winning 'On Edge' Show. Well, I must have missed the memo because they didn't perform their show (this is why I need a personal assistant). Instead it was an end of season combined show with the other high school band. I was pretty disappointed, especially since our friends came out to see the band's show (and it takes a LOT of effort to find parking, get through the mobs of people, and find somewhere to sit, with toddlers mind you, in chilly weather!)

But I have to say, the tots enjoyed taking in what we all know as Friday Night Lights in Texas.

Thursday, June 27th, 1974

For the first time in YEARS, I had a birthday celebration thrown for me in honor of my special day. My pachanga was Tanya's idea (I puffy heart her!) and Yvonne helped her organize it. Several of my dearest friends joined me in an ambiant dinner at Cool River, followed by some groovin' on their dance floor. It was a nice change of pace and I was giddy at seeing my friends dolled up in makeup and heels. We're usually slumping kids around with stains on our frumpy clothes. Last night, I felt surrounded by much happiness and love. Have I mentioned before I have THE MOST amazing women as friends?



Me Newborn


Year One Birthday




Year Three


Fast forward to 2008






Donning my new apron. There's an inside joke to this and I LOVE it!