Category: Milli Stephania

My time is almost up. I have 2 days left, and I’m currently waiting on my cousin Yenny so we can go get some chinola margaritas. I’ve never had one, and she claims they are absolutely delicious.

Honestly if it wasn’t for her, this whole trip would have been a total bust. She was mainly the one who kept me by her side, meeting new people and taking me to all the places she could think of and just simplying hanging out.

Even on the days I didn’t want to hang out, but just stay in. Be anti-social and just stay with my Netflix, watching Glee back to back. Which I totally got her addicted to by the way… now I can’t watch a single episode without her asking me, if I’m skipping ahead of her.

She actually took the time to get to know me and what I like. Which I’m grateful for.Everyone has been great, on the times I’m not getting hassled on why I don’t drink enough. My grandmother and Aunt Olga have fed me to the point that I feel like I’m going to pop. The food is absolutely delicious, which was hard for me at first, since I had 4 molars removed and could barely open my mouth wide enough to fit in a spoon, let alone chew. Just thinking about it hurt.

I got to bond with my nieces and nephews (who are really my second cousins). Which I’m grateful for, because I never had the chance of meeting any of them. Last time I was here, I was 10 years old and my eldest cousin Yocasta was pregnant, I left and then she gave birth. Michelle is now 15 years old. Where does the time go?

Now I have Michelle 15, Ashley 11, Victor 10, Edwardito 3, and Frandy 2 running around being awesome, all with extremely different yet strong personalities.  They are all so beautiful in their own ways, and watching the little ones run around and be oooooh, so bad, it’s just hilarious to me.

I have a love hate relationship with me leaving. I’m glad I’m going to be going back to the place that I call home, though I am desperate to move. I’m glad I’m going back to a job, the bills have to get paid. I’m glad I’m going back to friends and family, the ones that I remain close to, and of course I am glad to go back to Q. I miss him terribly, he drives me absolutely crazy to the point that I don’t even know why I let myself go crazy. But I know I have a good man, a good man with crazy ways. I want to see him already and pounce on him and get back to our routines of staying in with wine and watching dumb shows. Going back to me irritating him and him just taking it.

On the other hand, I want to stay… being surrounded by family every single day, is all I’ve ever wanted. I love the full house full of different personalities, making a mess and laughing. I feel like im in my own sitcom. There’s always something new popping up and it’s just so colorful. 

There’s talks about me coming back in December, like my other cousins from NY usually do. lt’s really a full house then. This house is filled with like 20 extra people. All extra drunk to add. But I know, that I have to plan and budget to great detail if I want to make that happen. Q and I have been talking about getting married November 2014 since last year… and now it seems like it’s getting closer and closer, without us being prepared or even taking the first step. I have a feeling our date just may change. Well, let’s see what life and the big man upstairs has in store for us. You can only plan so much. 

Excuse my ranting, but I figured why not while I wait……

I think I hear that margarita calling my name.