ITS ME!!!!!

After breaking my agreement with my writer,she has quit on me.so now I have to try and write my own blogs please be patient with me,because I'm not as professional as all of you.Every time I go and read your blogs I see how great you guys write and it all sounds so good , I don't think I can ever do that.My blogs are like a child is writing them ,with all my misspell words and my poor grammar.I don't even know were my comas or my periods go,but all well I will try my best.
You know some times even my kids are more mature than I am.I wonder when i will grow up and be a very mature person,but when I try to act mature I feel like I'm being someone else it even makes me feel sad, because I love too sing and dance and just walk around life being happy.God must of made me like this for a reason,maybe it was so I can make the people around me happy,well at least I think I make them happy.
ohhh well I guess ANGIE is right after all,I am WEIRD........ :)

My First Christmas Tree

lately i've been remembering the christmas' i had when i was little in mexico, i dont know if alot of you guys know, but in acatic we didn't have a christmas tree. we would just lay a towel on the floor on christmas eve. On christmas day we would wake up to find our toys. i remember one christmas that leti and i saw what we got in my grandma's house than we wanted to go to my house to see what El Niñito Dios had brought for us. when my dad opened the door we saw the biggest dolls ever!they were almost as big as us, you could hold her hand and pretend she would walk with you. It was such a great christmas that year, but than my grandma and leti decided to come to the united states. when they left, leti waved bye to me from the back seat of the taxi, while my mom and i cried. when we went inside i wrapped myself with a curtain and cried for a good hour or so.the following christmas that i had to spend without my best friend leti, my dad decided to do something special for me so i could get my mind off of being alone. my dad went off to a field and cut down a torn bush and painted it white, while my mom popped popcorn to put on each torn of the bush so i wouldn't prick my fingers. we decorated our tree with lights, ornaments, and strings of popcorn. i was so happy when we were done that i went outside to see how it looked with the lights on from the outside. i had never seen anything as beautiful as my tree. i was so proud of my tree that everytime i would get money i would stop at a store after school and buy an ornament to put on my tree. I never got the chance to thank my dad for making me so happy that year, i even forgot that leti was gone( jk). i would have never thought of making a christmas tree out of a torn bush but my dad was a smart man that i love with all my heart. *****writers note: Its over man, she's crying, that was our agreement, no crying, i dont do that stuff.*****
and now as i sit in front of my tree, my real tree i think of how blessed i am and how much the Lord has blessed us with everything that we have. thank you Jesus for giving me the opportunity to look back and have such wonderful memories of my parents and being able to spend the years you left them with me.

THANK YOU DAD!!!!

I Love you MOM and DAD.

ABC......whats after that???.....

After 25 years of not being in school, i'm happy to inform you that i will be returning to a classroom to get my GED.I am excited and scared at the same time. But don't worry, i won't be alone in that classroom, i will have Meño by my side because he as well is getting his GED. we will start class on Jan.8th so please keep me in prayer that whatever is taught will stay in my head long enough for me to pass my test, because lately no information stays in there. i will keep you posted about this new adventure and i will post pictures of my first day of school.

ps. please keep me in prayer.

Congratulations

as you all know, my sons love music. For the past 3 weekends chongo has been going to workshops and auditions for Pacific Crest. which is a DCI band ( which stands for Drum Corp International). He wanted to be in this so bad that he learned how to play a new instrument just so he could join. so he put his trombone down and picked up a Baritone. i guess he really wanted to join that bad, because in just a two weeks he learned. well so i won't make this a long story, my chongito made it. yes he did, and we are so very proud of him. but now that he's in it, he'll have to put down that baritone and pick up a euphonium, which he explained that its the same thing as a baritone, only bigger. congratulations chongo!

The Birthday Boys

This week we celebrated Ojitos and Chongo's birthdays. My son turned 18 and my husband, well...just guess...okay i'll tell you..48...we sang happy birthday to them, although calla wasn't able to be there with us she sang to them through the speaker of the phone. they seemed to enjoy themselves as they posed for the camera and cut their cake together. Happy Birthday to my boys.

christmas concert

the boys had their Christmas concert and as always they enjoyed it. it was the last day of their music teacher and chongo's last Christmas performance.

25th anniversary...

I am happy to say that today is my 25th anniversary. YAY!!!.... thank you lord for taking me this far.I'm so happy to have made it to this day,we had to go through a lot to get here but we made it, and it was all worth it. now I have 4 wonderful kids that I love with all my heart and 3 more that are in heaven waiting for us.Can you believe it I still feel butterflies in my tummy when ojitos gets home from work,and he can still make me blush when he sing a song to me.ohh what can I say "I Love this man of mine"

bitter sweet...

two weeks ago we went to see my brother give the sermon at their church which we were invited to go see him give it. We enjoy going to see him , i always feel so proud of him when i see him up there and i can't help but think " O' Lord, i can't believe thats my brother. You have brought him so far." I am so blessed to still have my brother because the was he was before would make me think that something was going to happen to him, but lets just leave that behind and enjoy what we have now. In my brothers words, it was like he was saying someone else's story, i know i went through it but the way he said it, it just touched me. Even when he was reading what i said in my blog, it sounded like it was someone else who had written that. So when i got home later on, i read my blog and compared it to what he had read....yep...it sure was the same one.... But it sounded like " WOW" ...I just want to say thank you chuy. Thank you Jesus.

After the service we stopped to buy some flowers and went to the cemetery to visit my son. He would be 19 if he were here with us. we haven't gone to the cemetery for a while, i felt guilty when i saw his tomb stone, it seemed so lonely, so dirty what use to be white was now brown. i know that he's not there, that he's in heaven but i couldn't stop feeling guilty. i was thinking " what did i do, this is my son, how could i have left him without coming for so long?" i turned around and looked at my kids faces, i cant explained how i saw them, it just looked like the reality of death hit them. all of them started helping to dig the can where the flowers go because it was all full of mud and we couldn't find it. Martin got on his knees and started digging it out . finally we got it out and martin went to go get some water, we cleaned the stone and we placed his flowers. as i knelt down by the stone i just started telling him that i was sorry for leaving him for so long, and just telling him to share his flowers with my parents and all the loved ones we have lost. as we were leaving, we saw this young woman crying by her car. chongo was able to read her lips saying " i hate this place" and yes, i hate that place too. but as lety has told me alot of times, we will see him again. and God hates death too. i dont know, if any one of you guys feel the way i do, i just wanted to share this.

i've fallen and i can't get up...

Yesterday when we got to work we were getting ready to go to our positions. we noticed that the grass area had a lot of puddles, so we decided to close the grass that way the kids wouldn't fall and get all wet. Usually when we go out there are a lot of balls on the grass and belong upstairs, that day was no different, me and the other maria started picking up balls and taking them upstairs. On my second trip to the grass i was dragging my feet slowly because it was a little bit slippery and i didn't want to fall....i should have lifted my feet....because wouldn't you know it....i went sliding and onto my butt i fall. luckily i stopped myself with my elbow and my hand, otherwise i would have landed on my back too. but being the brave woman that i am, i stuck around doing my job with my wet clothes, not knowing that i was going to pay for it at night. My back started to ache, i was in alot of pain but i'm okay now. I'll just be more careful next time.


Nancy's Side of the Story:

Well as you read at the beginning, the grass was wet, good thing i didnt have to go down, since i stay on the stairs. I was watching my mom and maria picking up the balls and seeing how wet that grass was each time they stepped on it. In my head i was thinking " oh hopefully none of them fall down". I turned around to look at the volleyball court when all of a sudden i hear a squeaky voice scream. I turned back around to see none other than my own mother on the floor. Sorry to say, but the first thing i did was.....LAUGH....come on...who wouldn't....especially if you were just thinking that....but turns out, it was mostly her fault....WHO DRAGS THEIR FEET when its slippery in order not to fall...thats just asking for it... anyways...thanks for listening to my side...

its begining to look alot like christmas.....in hesperia...

Our lights are up, inside and out. our Christmas tree is also up, Nancy was decorating the tree while I was outside electrocuting myself. I plugged in some lights, and began checking to see if all the light bulbs were on, not knowing that one of them was broken, i touched it and got a big shock on my finger. i thought something had bit me, but no, it was just the shock. No worries, i turned out okay and went back to decorating the yard. We're ready for Christmas, the only thing missing now are the presents.....you know me....i always wait till the last minute. i hope i find something when i get to the store, and i'll need a lot of patiences with the big o' lines.

decorating for christmas...

thanksgiving pictures

its been one year...

On Saturday i found myself thinking....on that day, it was exactly a year this i have had my surgery. it seems like so long ago, that i was in such pain, thinking that i was probably not gonna make it through. thinking " oh, i am gonna die before i'm 40" even imagining myself how i would look without hair, i guess it was getting to me, having the Doctors telling me that it looked like it was going to be cancer. But i had a Bigger Doctor than them, telling me that it was gonna be alright, but my flesh wasn't letting me listen. As i would read in my bible, Him telling me not to worry about tomorrow. It was hard, i guess when we're going through hard things we just want the pain to stop when we can't handle it anymore but His timing is always perfect, we're the ones that always give up. I have so many things to be thankful for this thanksgiving, i will be able to enjoy it with my family, because last year i wasn't all there when we had thanksgiving dinner. but through this i saw that there are a lot of people who love me. There was so many people that i don't even know who they are that were praying for me. i guess what i want to say is that i am very blessed to be here, i am thankful that the lord took care of me and given me the chance to enjoy life, my family, and everyone that i love.....THANK YOU JESUS.

" he heals the broken hearted and binds up their wounds"- psalm 147:3

" O my child. lay your heart in my hand, and let me heal it. yes, let me gather up your tears, for they are precious to me ( see psalm 56:8)" - from " come away my beloved."

Its Official .......

Last Friday my son came home from school all excited with his tassel hanging by a spike of his hair, screaming... " mom, its official...its official..i graduate this may"....so i gave him a hug and told him how proud i am of them and we went inside the house and martin tells me, " mom, one more year, and it'll be me"...the boys than asked me " how does it feel to have three graduates in the family?"...what can i say, just that i'm proud of them, and i am so blessed to have such wonderful kids. Ojitos is extremely proud of them, as he looked at the three pictures with the tassel hanging on the side, you could see the shine in his eyes, that of a proud papa...saying " we just need one more"... thank you Lord for my family.

so as you can see, those three pictures are of my 3 high school graduates of their senior years. i only need my baby, and it'll be complete.

off strike....

yes....as you all can see...my write is off strike....for what reason...dont know...she says she doesn't even get four cents....

my uncle's baby boy...

after seven years of marriage my uncle and his wife finally had a little boy. his name is Julio manuel ramirez. thank you Lord for the gift of children.

monday motivation

since my wedding seems to be getting closer , me and nancy decided to start a diet she had bought. monday was our first day, i was so motivated that i decided to go walk on the treadmill. i went into the garage with my glass of water in my hand. i got on the treadmill, put my glass down on the cup holder, turned on the treadmill and started walking.....well it was too slow for me, so i decided to speed it up a bit. once it started going i had to start jogging....when i started, my cup started moving up and down with the motion, so i tried getting it that way it wouldn't fall....well once i reached i lost my balance and.....well u guys get the image right?? if not, let me help.....i fell on the treadmill and went flying off it. i got up like the strong person i am, without crying and went into the house.....once i got in i started laughing, i couldn't hold it in. i told ojitos and nancy what had happened and they started laughing. nancy was laughing so hard that tears were spilling out of her eyes. all three of us couldn't keep from laughing.after oj saw the bruise and scraps on my knee, he became serious and started telling me that i should have been more careful.
word of advice ...if your treadmill comes with a safety clip...use it!.....don't pull a LuLu and wrap it around your treadmill instead of your hand.

Smoke everywhere

Today Nancy, and I are off work,and the boys don't have school.Hesperia is full of smoke.We cant even see the mountains.All the schools have cancel classes due to the air quality we are having.Hopefully on Monday,we go back to normal.

tamales tamales

Yesterday we decided to make tamales. it all started off good, everyone was helping, martin was even singing to us while we were making them. i was enjoying my kids all around me, making me laugh and making some weird looking tamales. we always have fun when we're all together. i think i got excited too soon because one by one my kids started disappearing. i was left all by myself making tamales. as i was sitting there by myself making them i started thinking, when i was a little girl i remember my mom and my grandma making a big o tub of masa. i never knew how hard they worked to please us, until now that i have to make my own tamales. i guess we are never thankful for what we have until its gone. wiping a tear ( hopefully it didnt fall inside a tamale) i said thank you mom for everything. this morning i couldn't get up from bed. my body was aching everywhere, even my legs were hurting. oh i guess it was all worth it, spending the time with my kids and seeing them enjoy the finished product. love you kids.

All This Just Pho You....

Yesterday the girls and i went down the hill to visit my lettuce and angie...yes my grandma too. We had had plans to go eat some Pho together. i woke up at 8, claudia woke up a short while after me and i went in to wake up nancy. I went in singing her a song to brighten up her day, you know how everyone just loved being woken up with a lovely song.....hahaha....we looked out the window and saw smoke coming from the mountains in front of our house, nancy was still asleep that she thought they were clouds. we start getting ready, when we were all ready we had to feed the animals before we could leave....took us a while to feed the goats......the dogs.....the birds.....and the cat. soon after jamie arrived, we were finally ready to start our road trip down the hill. as we were heading down the hill we came to a place were it was so windy that we came across trucks that had flipped on their side. at one point the traffic came to a stop, all the cars started to move onto the emergency lane, as we got closer we saw that it was another over turned truck that was taking up all the "real" lanes. finally we get to lety's house, we said hi to everyone and i sat down with my grandma, to my surprise my grandma didn't have any teeth. lety had mentioned that she had gotten dentures, but i did not realize she meant for the top and bottom. i just thought she meant for the top. i know my grandma is old, but when i saw her it just made her look older. i kind of wanted to laugh but i held it in. she reminded me of her mom. i was helping her with a puzzle that she had been doing, when lety realized i was helping her, she told me not to help her, because she would take her past time away....but it was hard....it was addicting.....i found myself enjoying it....i guess its good practice....for when i have to do them...so it was time pho lunch....we all finally headed out the door for a phoful( is that even a word.....well...we'll pretend) lunch. it was very nice, spending time with lety and angie, we always have fun when we hang out together. wish we could do it more often but i cant seem to get over my fear of driving on the freeway. we finally finished and the girls headed out to get themselves some ice cream while lety and i stayed behind paying the bill. as we were heading out the door i heard the waitress and the busboy talking in their language and looking at me, til finally the waitress said " no tip?"...so i just pointed and said " its up there" ( side note...from writer...can you believe that, i would of gone back and taken it away...). after it was time to go home because martin had called us and asked to be picked up from school because he wasnt feeling well. we head home.... well it turned out that the 15 freeway was closed...after driving around in circles we get on the 215 and hit a patch of traffic....we of course were expecting that because the 15 was suppose to be closed....well that wasn't the reason.....the freeway was on FIRE.....yes it was....but it seemed like they had already tried putting it out so it wasn't a big fire. as we were trying to get home, ojitos was trying to find a way home too. we finally got home. oh what an adventure. shortly after oj gets home too. hope i didnt bore you with this long blog. but we were asked for a new blog....so here it is....extra long...

Birthday wishes

Happy Birthday Bekah................We Love You.

we have a new addition to our family farm. we got a new kitten today. now we're all set. we have 8 dogs, 6 goats, about 4 birds and now one kitten. dont you guys think he's so cute. we haven't made up a name for him, we're having a bit of trouble in that department.

trust

Yesterday we needed some groceries but I didn't want to go to the big stores because of all the people, so I went to this new place that just opened not to long ago.Its somewhat of a mom and pop produce store. Their veggies are cheaper than regular stores. When it was time for me to pay i did as usual, paid with my atm card and i saw that it was approved, but the lady's machine didnt have paper so she began placing the paper into the machine and she wanted me to redo my atm. i did, but it didn't work. She asked me to do it once again and once again it didn't work. I explained to her that the first time i had done it, the machine had approved my card,after all that you won't believe what she did....she let me come home with my groceries telling me that she would call me at night if it had gone through, and if not i'd have to go back and pay her. So i left her my number, and she gave me hers. turns out, it had gone through, so i called her and let her know that it was paid for. Can you guys believe that she trusted me and she didn't even know me, its not like i've gone into that store all the time, it was actually only my second time. I was just surprised that theres still people out there that trust strangers.

my personal writer

okay i know you guys have been complimenting me on my blogs, but i think its time to be honest.....i have my personal writer...her name is nancy....i tell her what to write and she improves it. its hard for me to get my spelling right and its hard for me to type fast because if it was me typing, i would be typing all day long....since i am a one finger typer.so i would like to take this time to thank my personal writer, thank you nancy love you, even if i make you mad sometimes by teasing you, and singing songs to you ( you're welcome) dont get me wrong, these are my thoughts, she just makes some of them a little more interesting. so thank you for your compliments. love you all

push hard,push fast...

Nancy and I recently took a CPR and first aid class that took 4 hours. it was one of those classes were you are hands on, meaning no videos and no tests.Before we went into the classroom, nancy and i had eaten pizza and garlic bread for lunch, good thing we had to work on a mannequin. it was real interesting, putting your mannequin together. As we start to give our first puffs and pushes, you can hear people popping their mannequins lungs, keep in mind, this is suppose to be a real life situation...Oh i should mention, before we started the teacher told anyone with a bad knee to use the table, while everyone else was on their knees on the floor ( they were provide with knee pads, dont feel bad for them) me being as old as i am and with a bad knee i was able to stand by the table. so we started....first we had to do one minute non-stop ( which seemed forever) than we had to do 3 minutes non-stop, and than 5 minutes. 2 puffs 30 pushes. these aren't small pushes we are talking about, they wanted aggressive pushes. they taught us about adult, child and infant. At the end of the 4 hour class we went home excited and wanted to compare stories with Oj ( for those of you who don't know, he is also CPR certified through his work). that night we went to bed with our arms sore from all the pushing. the next morning nancy woke up sore from her butt and couldn't even sit down, poor her when we had to take a trip down the hill to say bye to an aunt that was leaving to mexico. she kept complaining about her butt hurting, and i would tell her " my butt doesnt hurt" not remembering that i was standing. Now that i'm CPR certified i'm ready to jump into action...so much so that a truck passed by the house and made a loud noise, i thought was a car accident, i jumped from the sofa saying " there was a car accident" ready to practice what i learned....but then i looked out the window and my excitement came crashing down when it turned out to be just a dump truck. i know it sound bad, but remember, i like watching ER shows....i like being in the action. Now that i'm CPR certified ...I'M READY....

here comes the tears.....again

this weekend I went to TJ to pick up my uncle's wife. it was just me and Oj all the way to Tj. we left the kids behind because they don't seem to be very fond of Tj, especially Nancy, she doesn't like the border patrol asking her were she was born and the looks they seem to give people...you know Nancy and her temper. we got there 35 mins before her plane arrived , as i'm sitting there waiting for her to come out of that room i would see an older person hugging a younger relative and crying, i would join in on their tears. it kept happening over and over, i guess it was just me thinking " that could of been me hugging my parents as they would arrive from a long trip" but then reality would strike, theres no way i'd be hugging my parents soon. the interesting thing is that the night before as i was looking through my bible i found a scripture that i had underlined in 1995 on a bible that lety had given me. it goes .." and I declare that the dead, who have already died, are happier than the living , who are still alive but better than both is he who has not yet been, who has not seen the evil that is done under the sun"-Ecclesiastes 4:2-3. God was preparing me for the weekend because i'd been crying the whole week before, i always cry when its getting close to some special day and today is my dad's birthday. so it was just to tell me that i shouldn't be sad.

HE SAID YES!!

Attention people.....there is going to be a wedding...not just any wedding, MY WEDDING. I am so excited after almost 25 years of marriage. I am excited to be doing it again, I can't explain my feelings. I think, I think.....I LOVE THIS MAN OF MINE....The plans for this wedding are now up and running. If you guys have any ideas feel free to leave them here. Mark your calendars for April or May. I haven't asked my brother yet ( chuy if you're reading this..) cause I want him to be the one that marries me. Once again I say I am EXCITED. Like Nancy would say " Mom-2, Daughters- 0"....HAHAHAHAHAHA....

Back to Goofy

So this is my first blog after i found out that i had it since 2006 without knowing. For those of you who know me, you know that i love life and i recently turned .....dare i say it......40...AHHHH!! I was always scared of getting old, but now i realized why i was scared.It's not because I'm going to get gray hair,wrinkly,fat and ugly.(well i don't know,this is scary too) :0 But on a serious note, if I can even be serious( for all of you who know me), I was scared of getting old because I thought that I was going to die when I turned 40. When i got sick last year I was thinking " Yup, it is true, I am gonna die when I'm 40". I went through some scary stuff but the Lord helped me out, He never left my side. I was recently reading my Bible and i figured it out that the only one that knows when my time is up is God. Now I am going to keep living my life without being scared of dying every time my birthday gets close and keep being me goofy and weird self.....because word out in the street is I'm weird....what gave people that idea (...Angie). Well I hope I haven't bored you with my very first blog, I'll try to get better at this.