Family, it’s taken a lot for us to get to this stage, and honestly, I’m loving every second of it. I don’t think we’ve as close as we are now, and that’s something to be truly grateful about. I’ve been trying my best to make a routine of spending family time, and dragging my siblings along for the ride. Not that they need much of a push now a days. We’re all busy, we all have lives to attend to, jobs to maintain, relationships that take over and friends to spend time with, I get it. Taking time out ouch week to spend time together has been good, really good. Not to mention, the way mami throws down in the kitchen. I haven’t had my mother’s rabo (oxtail) in a little over 4 years now, and today that was all going to change. I served myself 2 plates, packed one for lunch the next day, and even served a plate for Chris to eat later (who was at home sleeping, because all of the hard works he’s been doing, poor baby) This weekend my pops helped me take the plunge and I finally sat behind the wheel. Yes, I know what you’re thinking. Wtf. But I finally got my learners permit and I’ve been itching on how to drive. I’m so scared. I don’t want to hurt anybody and feel like I’ll lose control of the car. At least my dad was a little patient, when it was time for Jula to teach me, she started screaming at me as soon as she sat in the car! She turned the music off, and was quick to tell me that if this was the road test, I would have failed already….I wanted to slap her.
I love my sister, but woman.. give me a break, it’s my first time driving. After my cruise around a couple of blocks I was proud of myself for the time being, it was time to head to the backyard.Kiki and Fernando just got back from their ride to Bear Mountain. They looked so exhausted. I’m guessing riding your motorcycle for long periods of time hurts. Jeremy was at his usual spot, on top of a roof somewhere watching everyone else drink and laugh, but at least I got to sneak in a dance with him. My baby, he’s getting so damn big!