tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3123069557091366092011-11-27T16:18:16.312-08:00because I say what I mean and mean what I sayFlorenciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13403521812382443754noreply@blogger.comBlogger441100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-312306955709136609.post-87971527726246677122009-09-23T22:56:00.000-07:002009-09-23T22:56:32.868-07:00

I need this space to be mine again. I need to speak truths that are mine and not be afraid of hurting my loved ones' feelings. I need to be able to say fuck and not be worried it may come back to haunt me ten years from now. I was going to start an anonymous blog but it just isn't my style. I have always put myself last, always protected others, always being the adult in every tough situation.

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Dear LUM,I am so sorry I abandoned you. I can imagine how upset you would be if you were capable of feeling anything. Good thing you are only my words. I make you. I build you. And then I disappear for a few weeks. It isn't that I don't love you, it is that I never make time for myself, most of the time I don't wear any makeup and my hair isn't very well groomed, I wear the same pair of jeans

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Get your twitter mosaic here.

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So I am fucked. My car is being picked up today but the repo people. My wages are being garnished. I haven't filed for bankruptcy yet. I wanna die. If it wasn't for my daughter I would drink myself to death or something like that (I don't drink.) I'll be 38 in July. Can I start over? Can I build my credit back up? Will I be able to go to law school when we are this broke and I am this broken? Now

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I was on vacation for the first two weeks of May. I took my daughter to Southern California to visit my aunts and cousins and give Dad some time to rest from being a SAHD and working nights. He is beyond exhausted, he's falling apart to be honest. I don't know how he does it.My aunts are in their mid 60's and the oldest is actually 75, but they still argue like they are 13! It made for a very

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Lucia has been talking a lot these last couple of weeks. I had been worrying that her speech was delayed and that it was probably because I talk to her in Spanish and Big T talks to her in English. The pediatrician was not worried and told me that two languages at home had no impact on how quickly or not she started talking. I also worried that we had been allowing her to watch too many movies

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I still can't make sense of her passing. I probably never will. I am not one of those people that can accept the realities of life and keep moving forward. I do keep moving forward, but tragedies like the loss of a beautiful, sweet, innocent angel like Maddie are always tugging at my coattails. I can't help it, it is how I am, I feel everything deeply and strongly and there is no reason, no

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I have struggled with this blog for a long time now. I always thought it was my fault, that I was being lazy, that I wasn't trying hard enough, or that my depression was making impossible for me to write. But I finally realized what the real reason is: because I am a mom I started out thinking all I could I write about was parenting. I imposed that limitation on myself from the get-go. I painted

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This always happens to me! I write long posts in my head, then I forget them and all my clever ideas and brilliant commentary on life in the 21st century is lost forever... so sad. Maybe if I didn't try to be perfect I'd write more posts and feel happy with them. I have been trying to do this with everything else in life, just trying to find solutions without all the requisite stressing, or

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I didn't want to end this fabulous year (note the sarcasm) without sharing some of our best holiday moments. Sadly, I am not anywhere near my camera so all I have for you is cell phone pictures. I don't appear in the pictures. I am fat and avoid cameras (I'm sure there's a whole post or series of them there) but I promise to wax my lip and eyebrows and trim my bangs and take a couple of shots for

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This post was inspired by Corina, over at Down to Earth Mama who had the HP Magic Giveaway going, which is absolutely fantastic! Corina was generous enough to give her readers a way to enter and then even have a bonus entry. She says: "Write on a message board or your blog a post about how you have or plan to make the world a bit better. Have you volunteered? Are you planning to? The goal is to

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Although I am linking to this Composite: thoughts on poetics & tech: In Celebration of Bitchitude as part of my quest to win the HP Magic Giveaway, I have to say I wouldn't do it if I didn't love Liz Henry's writing and spirit. She's a feisty bitch, that one! OK, I don't know her in person, but I don't think you have to to realize how awesome she is. My comment is number 12.And here's what I

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I could say something witty like: Yes I did! Or, That is all! But I just want to say that I did try and I just have to reorganize my life in a major way before I can attempt daily posts again. I hope to take some time off work in December to do this and to prepare for the LSAT. Let's hope that goes over a little bit better than NaBloPoMo did for me. **HAPPY THANKSGIVING EVERYONE!**

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This is what I wrote Monday night: So I missed yesterday. The babe and I got up at 6:30 AM courtesy of daylight savings time so it was an extra long day for me. I had e v e r y intention of posting at night but was simply too pooped to peep. I started this post last night at work but couldn't finish it on time [added this on Tuesday.]Obviously my desire to post every day has clashed with my daily

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I signed up for NaBloPoMo in the hopes of kicking my own butt into writing shape. It won't be easy but at least I have fixed the WiFi connection at home so I have less excuses not to post.********************************************Today I started the 30 Day Shred and it absolutely kicked my fat ass. I was sweating so much I thought maybe I was melting. And it hurts, oh how it hurts! I am ashamed

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I have been gone for so long that a few people have asked me if I "abandoned" my blog. Yes. And no. I did stop writing for a little while because I did not want to be one of those people who is always complaining about their miserably little lives. Don't get me wrong, I know that many writers (yes, blogging is writing!) do very well processing their feelings about their situations in public (

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My mom, my sister, and baby Ramona.Last Saturday, August 2nd, my sister and her husband went shopping for clothes for him and obviously took their 2 month old daughter with them. When my sister attempted to breastfeed the baby, this is what happened, as told by her on email:"Despite all the medical evidence that encourages breastfeeding, it seems that women continue to be socially punished and

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I am not exactly where I would like to be at 37, and if you had asked me yesterday or the day before I would have said that things are always going to be awful for me. But today I feel different, I know that things will get better and that I will go to law school and Lu and I will have a good life. I just know it, not in my gut, but in my heart because I will do everything I can to accomplish

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I really should have been better prepared to welcome those of you coming to visit from ICLW. Also, I should have been leaving comments. I am so sorry! It just has been a very hard week at the House of Mofo and I truly couldn't find the peace of mind to do either. I have from today until Monday to make up for my lame assedness. But all of you who came and commented and told me to hang in there and

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I haven't posted in nearly one month. I have tried but could not come up with anything I felt okay to post. My mind has been occupied with thoughts of survival. And nobody really wants to hear how bad things are for somebody else, they probably think "I have my own problems to deal with" and I can't really blame them. But then there's reality. And it is this: our money situation is unsustainable.

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Last Friday I wrote a post about letting my daughter eat her yogurt by herself, no matter how messy she got. At the time I promised to post this video of her, so here it is for your viewing pleasure. She is so happy!

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As I was on my way to pick up Lu from daycare on Friday I was listening to KQED, our local NPR affiliate. The story was about seventeen teenage girls, still in high school, who all became pregnant more or less at the same time. I thought it was outrageous and very sad. I thought "I should write something about it". My mom was 16 years old when she got pregnant, 17 when I was born. My dad was 23.

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Little Lu is a very messy eater. She has not mastered the correct use of a spoon or fork and definitely prefers to use her hands. When we're having spaghetti, scrambled eggs, chicken, peas, edamame, etc it's not such a problem, but then she gets furious because we won't let her eat her yogurt by herself. And she has a temper! She shakes her head no, she pushes our hands away, and she makes angry

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Several people from my office, including myself, went to San Francisco City Hall to see our friends Mali and Elizabeth get married again. The first time was 4 years ago and they had no time to plan for anything (and I didn't know them yet so I wasn't there that time around.) This time they had a week to choose flowers, a lovely cake, and send out an evite. It was a beautiful ceremony, short but

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If you need to put things in perspective, please visit http://jenlemen.com/blog/ETA: I forgot to mention that I found this site through Schmutzie, one of the bestest bloggers out there :)

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We've been sick. All three of us. The House of Mofo is just a petri dish at this point. Little Lu had a fever starting last Friday and until Monday. She was miserable and cranky. So was I. I had not been feeling 100 % for at least a couple of weeks but it seems Lu brought home some nasty bug from daycare which attacked me Friday but really kicked me in the gut yesterday. I will only say that

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I don't care how late it is, I cannot go to bed without sharing my happiness and excitement with the world:ETA: I changed the picture for this one, you can see her face better here.This is my brand new, and only, niece Ramona Oltra Valle born June 4, 2008 at 2 AM in Vancouver, B.C., Canada. My sister is a mom! My daughter has a cousin. This was a baby we were trully looking forward to meeting and

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TeeHee! This is probably the end of my non-existent career in politics!

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I have been reading a lot of Schmutzie lately. She just posted this really fun thing to do with flickr pictures. I really like mine a ton. I've added credits below so you can visit each photographer individually if you like what you see. Enjoy!1. Florencia, 2. coffee and chocolate mousse cake, 3. white peacock, 4. yawn, 5. Lago Pehoe Panorama, 6. When life gives you lemmons..., 7. Mallorca 2007

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I thought a nice way to go into the three-day weekend would be to share some of the things I enjoy the most. I have mentioned before that I am overweight, much of which I gained after my daughter turned 6 months old. By the time she was 8 months old last August I was truly huge. The constant stress and complete lack of exercise contributed much to this. But there is also my eating habits: I love

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For about a month now I have been reading a few blogs daily and following the same bloggers on twitter, when the damn thing is not down. So far what I have learned is that there are cliques. There are the popular girls, the less popular but more intelligent girls, the fuck the world girls, and so on and so forth. Even on twitter they talk to each other but completely ignore anyone else... and it

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This whole time, probably for a year or so, I have been telling people, believing actually, that I was 37 and would be turning 38 in July. Not so. I just realized I am now 36 and will turn 37 in July, not 38. Now you might be thinking that there is no real difference and c'mon, who the hell cares, right? Wrong, people, wrong! It makes a huge difference. It means that I'm just a little bit farther

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I love this town, I love California, I love my office. We're celebrating today and so is everyone else in the city. Except the haters, they are seething. Awesome!

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I just came across this news story about the most challenged books of the year: http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20080506/ap_en_ot/challenged_booksThis is a quote from the article:"The complaints are that young children will believe that homosexuality is a lifestyle that is acceptable. The people complaining, of course, don't agree with that," Judith Krug, director of the ALA's Office for Intellectual

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What's up MoFos! I am not feeling well. I am worried about money and I have my period. I ripped my pants at work today. My "fat" pants. Not good for the soul I tell ya. I am working on a long post about my weight/health. Something interesting is that I am having trouble finding pictures of me for it because I've been avoiding being in them (say that 10 times fast!) It's sad when I think that I

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So gas prices have steadily gone up for the past month or so. I think this progression is better appreciated through pictures:This was at the beginning of March. Granted, this is one of the most expensive gas stations around because it sits right at the bottom of an off-ramp so it gets most of its business from desperate people who are running out of gas and have no choice but to go there. And

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If you are a member of my family, you probably don't want to read this blog. I'm just saying... but if you do, just know that things are OK and I am just venting. It's like a diary only anyone can read it.

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I just finished watching this movie, it took 5 different viewings because there just isn't enough time to sit in front of the TV for two hours straight when you have a little one. The movie was SO funny and so very sweet. I laughed a lot and then I cried at the end because it reminded me of when my daughter was born. It was the happiest, most terrifying moment of my life! I felt that I could

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Wow, my post yesterday was very depressing. Sorry people, I feel much better today. I brought my daughter in to work this morning because people are always wanting to see her. She was a hit! She said hi to everyone and played with a big green ball and was very sad when she had to leave. So was I. I wish I could spend more time with her. Anyhow, all is well for now.Also, I got a good laught out of

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So I have been thinking about all these great posts I'd be writing, and how clever they would be, and how maybe people would actually read what I had to say. But then I just couldn't bring myself to write anything. I started several drafts which I promptly deleted. I even deleted the first three posts I ever made on this blog. I just haven't been feeling up to much these days, although the

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Here in San Francisco making twenty dollars an hour, or even thirty, will not get you very far. Everything is overpriced. Everything. Parking meters, depending on the area, will give you 5 or 6 minutes for one quarter. Food, both at the supermarket and at restaurants, unless you are willing to eat some really bad crap, will likely be anywhere from $8 to $15 per person without drinks. Movie

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I have been reading this blog non-stop for a week, I have gone through the archives for 3 years in just 5 days. I think it is safe to say that if Heather Armstrong is "that girl that got fired because of her website", if my employer found out what I've been doing at work all week [nothing but reading Heather's blog] I'd become known as "that girl that got fired for being addicted to dooce.com"Go

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