Between U.S.A. and Spain.

WEEK 39

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 WEEK 39

 

My main concern this week was if I was going to make it to Thanksgiving or not.

This time it was not at home. Beth's parents, invited Sandra and I to their home. 

My cold was making me doubt. My throat was hurting...my chest congested,

and my nose was stuffy.  My nose. That in itself was a big problem, because

I have a very prominent one, to put it nicely...and when I have a cold it makes

me feel like giant, talking, walking, STUFFY NOSE!

 

So here I was feeling like this, and with a long list of "things to do". I bought

an over the counter severe cold medication, Zycam, Ricola lozenges,  and

took them religiously.Anything to get me better and not have to say, I

couldn't make it! At night I would rub Vick's vapo-rub on my chest, and

on my back. Upper back...of course...that's as far as I could reach. If only

Pepe would have been here! 

 

I feel I dealt with everything quite well, AND without loosing my nerves. Hold it!

Let me give myself a pat in the back! Finally, at 50, I realize I can only do 

so much...and my mind was set on enjoying Thanksgiving EVEN, if I was

not feeling my best. EVEN,  if Pepe, Mayra, Raul, Alberto, Gabriel, my sister

Hilda and her children, were not sitting at the table. Because, although they

would not be physically there...they were in my heart, and I was thankful that

they were alive and well. 

 

Above all, I didn't want to disappoint Maricela. Since, Anne, had asked if I would

like to invite a friend, I decided to take her along, and also give Violeta a surprise, 

by celebrating her 7th birthday. This kept me going...hoping to get better, and

not fail in doing something nice for someone special.

 

The only thing nagging at me was that as the week progressed, I wasn't

happy with how I looked. I am not kidding when I say I have aged years

since Pepe left....And Sandra's news that she has decided to stay in the U.S.

has brought me down. But, it is her decision. I can't force her. I can only wish

her the best.  Nevertheless, I know this will add grey hairs and wrinkles when 

the time comes for me to leave. 

 

Ha, wrinkles...I managed to swing by my hair dresser and have her cut my

bangs. After many, many years, I have bangs again. Why? To hide the wrinkles 

on my forehead of course! It took years off of me... So glad I did it. Now, if I

could only hide the extra 25 lbs I am carrying around... Is there anyone out

there that wants to diet and exercise with me? Let me know, we could

encourage each other! But only after Christmas. No sense on doing it before!

 

During this week I also had to squeeze in time to write a post for  Jillsy's blog.

One Word Wednesday ~ YOU'RE IN FOR SOME FUN!!  Feeling sick, taking care of

Alonso,  and just plain not enough time, I came close to skipping this week..

but I just couldn't. There is something that draws me to work under pressure.

The photos I had taken at the beginning of the week. The story I wrote, in

momentary "rest" periods, while cooking for Thanksgiving! This was the

result: SPLATTER ME NOT BEEF STEW.  After going through all the trouble

of writing this...that night I found some old photos that would have simplified

my life....TALK ABOUT "SPLATTER"...

 

 

 

 

Look at this mess!!

New Years Eve

1993...

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

       This photo of my mom having fun in a "splattered" kitchen was historic. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

And this photo of Pepe "splattered" on the 

floor is a winner!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

This is how my week ended, remembering fun family reunions...sitting in front

of my computer, giving my final O.K. to the post, going to bed, and praying that

I might wake up well enough to enjoy Thanksgiving with loved ones. 

 

Thanksgiving post coming soon!

                                                    Thank you Anne and Rope!! It was great!!

 

Of course I have not forgotten to blog about our Thanksgiving...

We had a memorable one! I hope you did too! 

 

 I believe that by tonight I will have finished digesting the massive

amounts of wonderful food I ate over at Anne and Rope's , Beth's

parents...So your asking who's Beth? OH, PLEASE...you should know

by now she's my gorgeous daughter in law!

Yes, I will roll and roll over to my computer and blog...So just check

back....I am planning on posting photos of all my family as we each

celebrated this day in Washington, Florida, Georgia and even Spain!

YOU ARE ABOUT TO ENJOY HILDA'S CREATIONS....

My sister, Hilda, was my  moose, I mean my  muse  for two of my blogs:

HILDA'S TOP 10 WORST BLIND DATES... and POTATOES FOR SUCKERS

Yes, she is one special woman! This time I just want to share her unbelievable

gift...her hands. Anything she does with her hands turns into the most beautiful,

amazing, out of this world creations!!

This week she had a booth at  a craft fair, and I was impatiently waiting

for her to post photos so I could share them with you. But her boyfriend,

who was in charge of "capturing the moment" must have been focusing

more on HER, than on her creations, because most of the photos were out

of focus!!

 

Disappointed with the result, and with my mind set on blowing you away

with her designs, I searched for more of her photos in Facebook

and her website. 

                    ENJOY!!!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I wish I could show you more

from this fair...this doesn't 

do he justice...BUT keep scrolling!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Look at this beautiful bottles...

and she added a message inside!

Hilda, I want one, I want one, I want

one!!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Alright, so how about some photos from her website...

http://lovemybouquet.webs.com/

 

Is this not the cutest arrangement you have seen?

 

HO, HO, HO.... this says buy me!!

 She simply loves creating for Christmas!! 

 

But what I love the best are her wedding arrangements

and bouquets!

 

 

Look at Adriana, our niece. She was a stunning bride this year, and her original

bouquet was the talk of the wedding!!

 

Take a closer look...beautiful, don't you think?

Anything you ask...Hilda, can do!

 Cake toppers...table centerpiece...you name..she does it!

I tell you, my sister delivers...even if you are the most difficult,  demanding

bridezilla, with outrageous demands...such as...wanting your cat to be  your

maid of honor!!!

See how Hilda can pull it together? And...if you are not a bridezilla, but

a nicezilla, and just want a casual, fun Hawaiian wedding...she will do

that too!!

 

Isn't this adorable?
 

I love these candle holders!! But...what if you don't have a wedding?

Can she decorate? SURE!!!! Not only does she decorate...she can 

do walls...like 1...2...3!

                                     1

                           2

                     3

 

Voila!! A beautiful new room!! What talent my big sister has...

What?  What did you say? I heard that,

"Yeah, but can she cook?"

 

                                Of course she can!!!

 

 

ALONSO'S "FIRST LOVE" EXPERIENCE!

 

During her visit to Spain, Sandra, captured in photos, Alonso's first love

experience. She spent the afternoon with her friend Marta, who has a

little girl the same age as Alonso. It seems the little girl was instantly

smitten with my grandson.

Yes, at the tender age of 2, Alonso experienced the way girls show 

their love...Poor, poor, Alonso...he didn't know what was coming to 

him!!

 

Awww, how sweet!! Don't they make a cute couple? That was

exactly what Patricia was thinking...

 

Little Patricia thought, you don't 

know this yet Alonso, but you 

are going to be mine, all mine,

and nobody else's! She then said

to him:

"Alonso, let's play we are married

and we have a home...hmmm...

Honey, what would you like for 

dinner? Alonso, are you

listening to me? You seem to

be distracted!"

 

 

 

Alonso, replies, "Uuuhhh, what? pretend we are married? Are you nuts?

My Yaya wouldn't like that!!  No thanks.I want to go play with something

else...oh, wow, I see a car over there. See you later alligator!!"

 

 

 

 

"Oh, no you are not...you are

staying here with me! And, she

wrestled with him, until she pinned

him down!! Thank goodness he 

was rescued...

 

 

 

 

 

 

A minute later, when no one was watching, she grabbed him by the

neck!! "Hey,little boy,  I said you play with me...I love you...I love

you!!". But Alonso said, "OK, you are scaring me. Hey, mommy, can

we leave?"

What!! What!! Did he say the word "LEAVE"? Patricia, nearly strangled

him...then turned him around and...and...

and...pinched his face saying, "But, I love you!! I love you!!"

Alonso said, "If you do ..let gooooooooo. My Yaya says,

you don't hurt the person you love!!" 

"Really? Well.....I guess...maybe I  can try something different....

        Is this better?

WONDERING...

 

My mind has been wondering to the past lately...wondering about my

parents, wondering about my life...

I wanted to post some photos of my mother, so I went to my

archives...when I saw the only photo I have of my mother holding

me...I knew I would post it. A friend of mine that lives in Germany

now, Susana Bote, surprised me with the artwork after I had posted

it in Facebook. It was a gesture that touched my heart!

 

Then I saw this one...my mom and dad in Madrid, with my brother

Gabriel...the year 1945. My mother's beauty never ceases to amaze me!

Unfortunately, I can't say the same about my dad...

 

 

I mean look at her! Was she not gorgeous? I have many more of her

thanks to relatives that had them. My parents lost many photos 

when moving from one place to another...

And then this next photo came to my attention once more. My mom

is not in it, but I chose this one because It's a rare one. Actually,

so rare that I had no idea it existed until last year, when a cousin

from Spain, published it in Facebook, and wanted to know who was

the baby in her uncle Gabriel's arms. 

That baby, to my surprise was me..it was dated December 1960,

Central Park, New York! I was six months old. At first I was in shock.

Afterward, I cried and cried. Never had I seen a photo of my father

holding any of us as a baby! I don't recall any as children either...

Surely there were more...they just got lost during their travels...

Look at my little face, I wonder what I was thinking... Probably, where

are they taking me next! After all, I had been conceived in Cuba, born in

Puerto Rico...10 days after my birth I was  going "home" to Spain, in

a ship, El Satrustegui, where I was baptized in the middle of the

Atlantic Ocean. After many days we arrived in Malaga, Spain. From

there to Madrid, and 6 months later I am in Central Park, New York...

 

That was just the beginning...I am fifty now...and I am not done yet.

 

Here I am still wondering about my life...

 

 

 

MASTER OF MY DOMAIN. More of my son's artwork!

 

A couple of weeks ago, I went to Christopher's apartment.  He showed me 

these sketches, and I absolutely loved them. I believe they are great...

and not just because I am his mom! More sketchbook goodies

 

 

Here is one young man that is achieving his dream of

becoming a 2-D ANIMATOR. 

For me...it's also a dream come true. Looking forward to

his graduation in Spring!

LITTLE FLAG FROM NIGERIA

 

Blogging is getting more and more interesting...When I come home

from work, I sign in, and love to check the activity. Sometimes, the

activity just shows, me...me...me...and, more me! 

However, things have been picking up lately...mostly my friends and

family. Sometimes...strangers find me by googling a word, and my 

posts come up. It never ceases to amaze me when I see flags from

other countries showing up in my statistics. Today, I have a new

friend, Merce, in Switzerland thanks to this!

Read, LITTLE FLAG FROM SWITZERLAND MYSTERY SOLVED!

But today...my eyes popped out of my sockets when I saw the Nigerian

flag..What the heck!! NIGERIA? Well, that was unexpected...I opened

wide my eyes, and once more I found myself, looking at at the screen

in disbelief! Did I read correctly? HA, HA, HA....I have copied and pasted

the following:

.  Nigeria arrived from google.com.ng on "FLYING BRATS...

(Between U.S.A. and Spain.)" by searching for can i spank my child in

spain.

                        Wait, let me answer this!!

Dear Nigerian:

UH...NO, YOU CAN NOT! You are in Spain, and the "policia"

will be called.

          And there was more...How cool! Canada!!

Sault Sainte Marie, Ontario arrived from google.ca on "The woman I

argued with was Ivanna Trump?!! (Between U.S.A. and Spain.)" by

searching for ivanna trump.

14:02:48 -- 10 hours ago

I am sure she was as surprised as I was when I read that article! 

                    

            And...even more!!

Grecia, Alajuela arrived from typepad.com on "NOOOOOO! DON'T -

GO -TOWARD -THE- LIGHT!! (Between U.S.A. and Spain.)".

09:30:45 -- 14 hours 43 mins ago

Ahhhh, Greece! I always wanted to go there! It's so dreamy...

 All that history...all those ruins...

 

 

All those beautiful Greek Women!!

Why...they deserve and altar...they  are

goddeses!!

NOOOOOO! DON'T -GO -TOWARD -THE- LIGHT!!

  

Take a good look at the fantastic photo above, taken by my son- in- law,

Raul...First, I noticed the sun shinning bright, right above the Cathedral

of Toledo,Spain... As I observed the photo in more detail, I noticed

that below, the two persons walking are my daughter Mayra and her

dad Pepe!

I thought...WOW, what a beautiful photo, they are walking toward the 

light. Suddenly, something clicked...

 

            What!!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!

DON'T- GO -TOWARD-THE- LIGHT

 

I mean, I hope you do...but, NOT YET!!!!

LITTLE FLAG FROM SWITZERLAND MYSTERY SOLVED!

 

  LITTLE FLAG FROM SWITZERLAND. What a mystery I had

going on! WHO could possibly be reading my blog there?  Could it be

a young, yodeling, Swiss man? Or..maybe a pretty, cheese making,

Alpine maid like the one below?  I went to bed last night wondering...

In the morning the answer to the mystery was in an email...I squinted my eyes, 

and read, From:  Merce Hernandez. "YO SOY LA SUIZA", which means...Merce

Hernandez, I AM THE SWISS WOMAN. What? She's Spanish? I quickly clicked on

the email...this was so exciting!! 

As I read her email, I had a big smile on my face. Merce, a young Spanish woman,

from Barcelona, now living in Switzerland, said she was surprised when I mentioned

her in my blog, but couldn't find the way to leave a comment! I can relate to that...

when I started blogging, leaving comments was sometimes a nerve wrecking

experience...

To my surprise, she tells of how she found my blog, by searching on the web

for some of my well known relatives...Relax, the Aragon family is not know for mass

murders...only for being in show business, and having a great sense of humor!

Merce, tells me she had a crush on my cousin, Alfonso "Fofito" Aragon, when

she was a child!I thought this was so cute. Fofito, by the way is one of the cousins I get

along with best, in September when I visited Spain, we had a great evening

together at his house!  His wife is like a sister to me, and I adore his daughters.

Take a look at his family in my post: IN SPAIN. DAY 12. MY FAMILY!!! 

Merce, would you like an autographed CD from my cousin for your son?

 

I am delighted you found me!! I look forward to keeping in touch through

my blog...and, I hope to read your comments here soon!

 

 

 

WEEK 38

                                                                                                                                                                           Thu 11 - Wed 17

 

From my video department, I hear the activity, I see the long lines, the

large shopping carts overflowing with holiday food, people are getting ready...

Thanksgiving is around the corner. 

With Pepe in Spain, it's not going to be the same. I fear a bumpy ride through

the holidays. It will be the first time without him, on Thanksgiving, Christmas,

and New Years! I know I am not the only one in this situation, so many people

are going trough the same...I guess I will fasten the seat belt tighter, and get

through these holidays as best as I can, setting my  hopes on February, when

we will be together again...in our house...for two weeks. And that  is all I care...

Meantime, I live day by day, and blog...just as I have been doing the last

38 weeks. My blog, I would have never imagined how much I was going to

love writing here.

So what's new this week? Hmmmm let's see...Oh, I am a grandma again!

If you haven't read about it, go ahead and read this post:

 ANOTHER BABY IN THE FAMILY! . 

I have a mysterious visitor from Switzerland, and I am dying to find out

who it is. I wrote  LITTLE FLAG FROM SWITZERLAND. to see if she/he

would identify herself. However, she did not, even though I know she read

the post...not only that, but...she visited my blog at least 6 times during the

day. I really hope she says something soon. I am beginning to feel stalked!

 

One of my biggest surprises this week was seeing my family mentioned in 

another blog! My daughter in law's sister, Katherine, is traveling around Europe,

and had spent a couple of days with Mayra. I have her blog on my side bar, so

I can keep up with her posts, and I clicked on her latest and VOILA!, I read a post

on her stay with my daughter! Here, go ahead and read, Friendly Smiles, Plane

Rides, and My New Favorite Country Morocco! Thank you, Kat, you made my 

day. I wish you many happy traveling days!!

 

Sunday, my two favorite Mexican girls coincided in my video department.

Maricela, came walking from her apartment with the twins and Violeta,

just to say hi, and chat a little with me. Rosa, a bright eyed, bubbly, young 

woman who's smile is contagious, came by to rent a movie. What

a surprise whenI found out they also knew each other! These two girls are dear 

to me, but they want to fatten me up! Rosa, brought me these tacos

last week...

She made the flour tortillas from scratch, then  filled them with a mixture

of scrambled eggs with chorizo, and black beans! I ate them all...ALL!!! Well...

in 2 days. I don't want to loose my beautiful figure!

Maricela, seems to want to adopt me as a second mother, and lures me

to her home with fresh taquitos...

Oh, you don't know how good these chicken taquitos are! These are fresh,

made from scratch corn tortillas.

We have a great time while we fry these in the kitchen, talking about our 

day...the kids...anything!

Then we cover them with "crema", fresh Mexican cheese, and lettuce...

Yum!! Maricela's taquitos are the BEST!! 

 

Besides eating taquitos this week, I have been going back to my photo archives...

searching around I found the photos from my last trip with Pepe, to Titusville,

Florida...

we had a great time...I am hoping that when Pepe comes in Feb. we can go and

visit my sister Hilda for couple of days.

Here's my sister Hilda...she's my oldest sister...but looks like the youngest one!

AHHH! Yes, I must visit and recharge energy with views like this. Well, 

the guy at the peer I can do without...

Tuesday, I was steaming...well...my car was. On my way to work it overheated!

I stopped on the side of the road a couple of miles from work, and called saying

I was going to be late. Brian, sent Ricky to pick me up...but, we put some water

and it made it to Ingles. I must have been a blurry vision to some. An ugly purple

car slowly moving in a white cloud of steam!! Later I took it to a nearby garage,

thank goodness it only cost $40.00. 

Wednesday, I had fun as always with Jillsy's ONE WORD WEDNESDAY. The word

was DYNAMIC, and I entered TOO MANY COOKS AND ONE CHICKEN. A DYNAMIC

RECIPE. So far it is the recipe with the most comments! Thank you to all that

liked it enought to comment...it means a lot to me. :) 

I have been waiting for a while to have follower #63. Would you like to be it?

Please take the time...it shouldn't be important, but honestly...it is! It tells me 

people find the blog interesting enough for me to keep writing. Although, either

way I will...because as you know I will write util the day I move back to Spain!

 

News Flash!! Read all about it!!

The LITTLE FLAG FROM SWITZERLAND. mystery has

been solved!! She has contacted me...I will soon post about

it...this is GREAT!!!

But...now I have a German one!  

WEEK 38...Pepe, I love you! I miss you more and more...

LITTLE FLAG FROM SWITZERLAND.

 

I love seeing the little flags from different countries when I click on my statistics.

Honestly, having friends in different countries, I know who is reading my blog

from seeing the flags....however, there is one from SWITZERLAND, that keeps

coming up. I don't know who it is. But, he/she keeps coming back. I don't know

anyone in Switzerland...I would love to know who you are!! Please leave a comment,

and if you have a blog, I would love to read it. 

DON'T BE SHY!! LET ME KNOW WHO YOU ARE, AND WHAT MAKES YOU KEEP

COMING BACK TO MY BLOG...

Thank you for reading!!

ANOTHER BABY IN THE FAMILY!

 

I have just been informed, my daughter Mayra and her husband

Raul, have had a baby girl! What a surprise for them, and the

entire family...she didn't know she was pregnant! A bad case of

indigestion turned out to be a beautiful little girl!

Allow me to introduce you to the latest baby in

our family...my new granddaughter, Zucchi.

Isn't she a cutie? Look at all that hair...no wonder

Mayra had so much heartburn!

Little  brother, Gabriel, welcoming Zucchi

home! How sweet!!

Big brother, Alberto, gives kisses to his little

baby sister.

 

I must add, Zucchi, is the spitting image of her

daddy!! Congratulations!! Give the baby a big bite, 

from me...I mean, a big kiss!!

CHILDREN BANNED FROM BARS! WHAT'S THIS WORLD COMING TO?

I was searching around the web for funny articles like the one I found yesterday on Ivanna Trump, and that I shared with everyone in my post, The woman I argued with was Ivanna Trump?!! If you didn't read it go ahead and do so, otherwise you won't know what I am talking about!

As I was saying, I was searching ...clicking here and there at links, for something that would make me laugh, or to make my nephew Alex laugh. I love when someone has a good laugh. Don't you? Especially if it's one of those funny, contagious laughs, like my nephew's. And, he must have had a good one since he posted the following in facebook:

The woman I argued with was Ivanna Trump?!!

•  *"Tia", means Aunt.
• • 

    Alex Longoria tia...your blog had me rolling!!!! hahahahahaha poor Sandra!!!

    15 hours ago · Unlike ·   1 person
  • 

    Juana Aragon Bernal So happy you got a good laugh out of it! Let me tell you your Tia could have ended in jail...then today I found that article,  how was I not going to publish that...with the "little fu****s!" LOL!!!

    13 hours ago · Like

 

• Then he comments on Sandra's Facebook wall:

Alex Longoria Just read your moms blog about your flight.... sorry you had a rough one but I couldn't help but laugh the way she told the story!! hahahaha!! kiss kiss :)

 Oh...yes! I could just see him laughing...Now, back to  my navigational search.

By first hand experience, I know that some people want  FLYING BRATS...,

banned from airplanes. But now... I have found out that screaming

children should be banned from bars. FROM BARS! How outrageous...

What is this world coming to!! Some kids drive their parents to drink..

and other drinkers mind? Don't they have any feelings? Shame on them!

Read and cry...poor, unwanted, screaming kids, now  people want to

ban them from bars!

Check out the following  article by Karen Ingram...

Screaming children should be banned from bars

By Karen Ingram

 

Published: Friday, September 17, 2010

Updated: Friday, September 17, 2010 09:09

• Smoking used to be allowed in bars, but some people thought it violated their rights, so it was banned indoors. I can understand it being banned from movie theaters, airplanes, hospitals and restaurants, but a bar, whose sole purpose is to serve drugs? It makes no sense. No one goes to a bar to be healthy.

But I understand times change, as do laws, so even though I think bars got a raw deal out of the arrangement, I don't think complaining is going to change it.

Instead, I want to jump on the bandwagon. Smoking isn't the only thing that should be banned from bars. There are things going on in bars that are unjust and unfair to me as a citizen, and like all American citizens, I feel sensitive when my rights are violated.

One of the unfortunate consequences of the smoking ban in Manhattan is the presence of more children in bars. The only explanation I can come up with for why these seemingly average people would want to bring their children into a somewhat seedy locale, where alcoholics are slumped over the bar 30 feet from their table, is because bar food is cheaper than Applebee's. In this economy, it's kind of understandable. Kind of.

The bad thing about this is I am subjected to the shrill voices, piercing screams, tantrums, stares and smells of these unruly offspring.

Watching small children wander around my barstool with soggy, half-chewed food hanging out of their mouths, touching everything within reach is disgusting. Listening to their incessant babble is annoying. Their screams and tantrums are downright painful, and I don't just mean painful to watch — the noise causes me physical pain.

If I sigh, roll my eyes or shoot the parents dirty looks, however, I'm the bad guy. How dare I suggest their "most beautiful, precious child" is a pain in the rear? How dare I suggest their lax parenting skills are spoiling "precious" rotten? How dare I suggest they take the source of ear-bleeding pain outside until it shuts up?

As it turns out, I'm not alone. According to a Sept. 9 article on shine.yahoo.com, entitled "Message to parents getting louder: No screaming babies allowed," a number of bars and restaurants around the country have begun banning screaming children. The same article references a poll by a fare comparison website called Skyscanner that states 60 percent of people traveling in an airplane would prefer families with children to be segregated to their own section.

According to the article, nearly 20 percent of travelers said they want completely child-free flights.

I don't blame them a bit. If people choose to become parents, then further refuse to quiet their disruptive child, why should I just have to sit there and take it? I'm a paying customer, just like everybody else.

If I'm trying to drink liquor at two in the afternoon on a Saturday and your child's screams are giving me a homicidal headache, I believe my rights are being violated. Screaming and non-screaming sections in bars don't work for the same reason smoking and non-smoking ones don't: I can still hear them (or, in the case of smoking, smell).

Children, particularly screamers, should be banned from bars and at least 20 feet away from any doorway. I don't think it will be long before such a ban becomes plausible.

As I recall, before smoking was banned completely, it would frequently be banned from bars until after a certain time of night. According to the above article, some restaurants are doing the same thing with children — no kids after 5 p.m. Not screaming children, mind you, but all children.

Perhaps, in a not too distant, shiny future, I will be able to enjoy the bars child-free.

Well, I got a kick out of this one...I am sure Alex did too. How about you?  Leave

a comment!

I was kidding above with "what's this world coming to"...I agree with the author on

children no being at bars, but for different reasons. However, children are children

and they will behave as such. All I know is that the way things are getting out of

proportion,one of these days, we will read, "VOTE YES, on banning screaming children

from cars. After all...Why do you have to put up with screaming children in the car next to

you at a red light!"

And by the way...it wouldn't be a bad idea to have a parent/child area in an

airplane..after all, paying $800.00 for a 2 year old child, like my grandson, 

deserves it. Aren't we paying customers too?

Dear Alex, I hope you enjoyed this...Tia loves you!

 

 

The woman I argued with was Ivanna Trump?!!

If you follow my blog you know about the incident between

my daughter and an irrate "lady" passenger on Delta flight 109

Madrid-Atlanta, last Monday...If you haven't,well...then read

FLYING BRATS...before continuing!

Ivana Trump tossed off airplane after shouting match with screaming children

BY JOE KEMP 
DAILY NEWS STAFF WRITER

Sunday, December 27th 2009, 4:00 AM

Corkery/News

Ivana Trump is kicked off a plane after she engaged in a screaming match - with children.

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Ivana Trump was tossed off a plane in Florida Saturday after she got into a shouting match with screaming kids running in the aisles, police said.

Trump, 60, became even more belligerent when flight attendants on the New York-bound plane tried to calm her from yelling at the children, officials said.

Trump started calling the children "little fu----s" and telling passengers around her "f--- you!" a Palm Beach Countysheriff's office spokeswoman told the Miami Herald.

"She was so belligerent toward other passengers and crew that the plane returned to the terminal," said Teri Barbera, the PBSO spokeswoman.

Sheriff's deputies asked the socialite and designer to voluntarily exit the plane, but she refused and was escorted off.

The first ex-wife of billionaire Donald Trump was not charged in the incident at Palm Beach International Airport.

Immediate calls to her spokeswoman were not answered.

Trump filed for divorce from her fourth husband, Italian entrepreneur Rossano Rubicondi, earlier this month.

with News Wire Services

Read more: http://www.nydailynews.com/gossip/2009/12/27/2009-12-27_ivana_trump_thrown_off_airplane.html#ixzz15Ce1Pke6

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LOL! I couldn't believe what I was reading. Screaming kids running

down the isles and she calls them "little fu****s"!! Oh,dear...

WHAT CHAOS there must have been in that plane!!

Can you imagine the parents? 

Well, after this article...I have a name for the woman from Delta 109,

Ivanna, because if it wasn't her...then she sure must belong to the

same family!

 

       Don't you agree?

WEEK 37

                                                                                                                                                                            Thu  4-Wed 10

Hmmm...It's 6 A.M. and I am planning on going in to work early so I

can leave early...maybe I could take a nap when I get home...most

likely I will not. All I know is that just a month after returning from

Spain I am back to aches and pain in my legs, feeling tired and I

just want to leave work because of it...Anyway, here is my weekly

review.

                                        *************

Thursday, I have to say that it was great waking up and reading

the comments on my entry,RETREAT AT GOLDEN SQUASH CORRAL.

for  Jillsy's  One Word Wednesday ~ . The word for the week was

GOLDEN.  I had a blast searching for the photos, and writing it.

Thanks Jillsy, Wednesdays are so much fun now!

 

I am looking forward to the weekend. I am off and want to be able to

get things ready for Sandra and Alonso's return. I sure hope I can

squeeze watching a movie...During the last weeks I have fallen 

asleep over and over again while watching a movie! It has taken up

to 4 days to finish watching one....

Friday...I can't remember...it's a blurr. I know I worked though...

Saturday afternoon, Maricela, called. Her husband had taken Violeta

with him to check out a job, and she was by herself with the twins. 

I picked her up, and we had pizza and a movie. What a nice relaxed

evening!

Sunday, busy, busy and very excited, Sandra and Alonso, will be home

tomorrow afternoon. This time it's a day time flight...I hope Alonso

does well...

I take a good look at the house and laugh. It will be the last time it

looks this neat...lol! 

Got a movie to relax, "Grown Ups" with Adam Sandler. I not only saw

it without falling asleep, I even saw all the parts that made me

laugh several times! 

Monday. Talked to Pepe to see if they made it alright to the airport. He

ended up crying, when he mentioned he had to take Alonso's car seat

out. I sure know how he feels. I miss the other two over there!

Then, off  to work, left at 2 P.M. to go to Hartsfield Airport.

Worried on the way over there...gasp...we just changed the time

this weekend, would it affect the time of arrival? Nah! Got there

just in time, half an hour later I see Sandra and Alonso! Yay, at first,

then very upset at what Sandra had to put up with during the flight.

That night I wrote FLYING BRATS...  out of rage.

Oh, wait! I got to show you the photo of my three grandkids

together!

 

You see them there...sitting? Well, it took 30 photos...Although

Alberto sat calmly during the whole photo shoot, until his face

ached from smiling, the other two constantly moved. I am

sure Mr. Portillo was glad when the session was over! 

Oh, how I love these kids!!!

Tuesday. Sheer morning happiness when Alonso opens my bedroom

door, puts on a big smile, does his turkey talk and climbs in bed 

with me. Here we gooooooo, back to our daily routine!

 

Wednesday...I sure was happy to be off. Picked up Maricela in the 

morning and brought her home to spend the day, I had promised

her a photo shoot for the girls and so I did...I must add, it's very 

hard to take photos of twins!

Sandra went to work in the afternoon. She probably wanted to take

another flight to Spain..lol!

Oh, yes! It's Wednesday and it was time to enter my new post for

Jillsy's One Word Wednesday...the word today was "CONNECT" 

and I entered CONNECT ME TO THE PAST CHICKEN.

BUT...DON'T MISS THIS FABULOUS ENTRY FROM MY FRIEND

Barbara Shallue!!! I hope you enjoy it as much as I did. It blew me

away...the photos...her writing! Just like me, you are going to want

to read it several times. Here it is ...go ahead and click on

it: Connected 

 

Week 37....still wondering how many more!!!

FLYING BRATS...

Brat: a child, esp. an annoying, spoiled, or impolite child (usually used in contempt or irritation).

Brat + airplane= Flying Brat.

 

  My grandkids: Alberto 5, Alonso 2, and Gabriel 1.

 

Airplanes and kids, you'd think they go together like peanut butter and 

jelly. Ha!! Not always so. Just because a child likes to play with airplanes

does not guarantee he or she will be an angel during a flight. Especially

on an overseas trip. Oh, let's not mention take off and landing

when they have to be strapped to a seat while the engines' roaring

sound is the only thing they can hear and...their ears feel like they

are going to burst! 

 

When flying. the  goal is to get from point A to point B. Hopefully safe,

sound, and without loosing our nerves to a child's meltdown. Now, 

experienced flyers knows there is always a chance of a crying child

on a flight. As a matter of fact, I am one  of those flyers that

when checking in, also check for how many kids will be on board!

Why? Because usually children 4 and under seem to NOT like to fly,

and cry, or throw a tantrum. Yes, they are sometimes annoying, but what

is a parent to do? Leave them home? Give them drugs to make them

sleepy? Not go visit the family? Not take the new job offer because

your child might annoy another passenger? 

 

They are kids!! If you think a 9 hour flight is uncomfortable...

what are you expecting from a child!!

 

Why am I defending screaming children in airplanes? Because,

my 2 year old grandson, Alonso, was one today. He had a good trip

flying to Spain, except take off and landing. Coming back ...he was the

annoying crying child. You know I thought about him all day long..

I hoped he would  give his mom and the other passengers a 

pleasant flight. But he was waken up at 6 A.M., is coming down with

a cold, and didn't want to eat breakfast. A recipe for sky high disaster!

 

When I saw Sandra's face as she came out from arrivals, I knew

something went wrong. She looked stressed and exhausted. Alonso,

recognized me and was sweet as he can be! When I asked what

had happened, Sandra's red eyes started filling with tears and

said, "Mom, Alonso cried at take off and later I was just walking

around with him, up and down the isle...he was quiet...just

walking, and I passed by this lady that kept giving me a dirty look.

When I passed by her again she said to me, that I should spank the 

shit out of my child, that he was just a spoiled brat that was

ruining everyone's flight! Mom, I didn't know what to say...I spent

part of the trip hiding in the bathroom with Alonso. But thank God

there were others that tried helping me out with him. Nine hours of

desperation...nine hours stressed out trying to keep Alonso busy!

 

You know...waiting for the bags I asked Sandra if the lady was there

waiting for her bags. She said yes...and I, with my dear Alonso in

my arms,  headed over to where she was standing. When I asked

her how could she have said something like that to a young mother

and child she responded with a look of supremacy, "It's true, his 

mother should spank the shit out of him...he is just a spoiled brat!

She should teach him some manners! It would have been best to 

take him to the bathroom and stayed there until he cried it out" .

I wanted to punch her face so bad!! Alonso, was smiling at her. She

was looking at Alonso with disgust, shaking her head from side to

side..and repeated that he should have the shit spanked out of him.

I controlled my anger, and told her there was something seriously

wrong with her...she said I probably didn't know how to raise my

kids, and that's why my grandson was like that, one big spoiled

brat, while she had grandchildren that were perfectly obedient to

whatever their daddy said...that was it...I had enough...I turned

around and walked away thinking, because he spanks the shit out

of them. 

 

As I told Sandra, who already had the bags, of my lovely conversation,

a couple turned around not believing what "Spanking Lady" had 

said to me...they were in that flight also, and told us they were

frequent flyers and had many similar experiences with small children

in airplanes..not to worry, Alonso was a normal 2 year old in long...

long ...flight. 

 

All I know is...this family we fly often. This recent photo of my  

grandkids sitting on suitcases couldn't be more perfect! What a 

surprise when I saw what the photographer in Spain had chosen for

the sitting! 

 

Ahhh! "Spanking Lady"...I don't  care if you think my grandkids

are FLYING BRATS. They are my grandkids, I love them and I 

believe they are being raised properly.

I feel sorry for you ...you are heartless and cruel...how could

you look at a child with such disdain!! Shame on you!!

 

What's  your opinion?

 

 

MADRID'S LARGEST PARK...EL RETIRO!

 

El Retiro, Madrid's largest and most beloved park! I still remember,

as a child,visiting it for the first time...Oh, how I loved strolling

around this magical place with my mother and my sister Cary. 

A few days ago, my girls Mayra and Sandra, visited this lovely park

along with their cousin Adriana, Ruben and my grandkids...

Here are my three beauties, ready for that afternoon stroll in one

of earth's most beautiful parks...Now, I must admit...my grandkids

don't seem to be to excited about it! lol!

 

 No ordinary park...

 

Is this not beautiful? Can you imagine having a picnic admiring

this magnificence? 

 

Sigh....

Alonso and Gabriel want to know:  Is it time to feed the ducks yet? 

 

 Look kids! Here they come...throw them bread!!

 

I sure liked feeding the ducks! Do you think our moms will take us

on the boats, now?

 

This is the perfect place to relax...romance...or just get away from

it all, without leaving the busy city of Madrid!

 

My daughter, Mayra, is loving her life in Spain...it shows! 

 

 

Adriana, my niece, always ready to visit places...especially with

her cousins!

 

 

My goodness!! What's going on? Alberto and Alonso seem to 

want to run away from something that's scaring them!!

 

AWWWWW!! Kids...don't worry,

the lion is not real!!

 

P.S. If you'd like to take a virtual tour of El Retiro, click the

link below. Enjoy the walk!!

Parque del Retiro, Madrid.

 

WEEK 36

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                                                                                 Thu 27 - Wed 3

 

BEEP, BEEP!

HALLOWEEN ZOMBIE.

MONDAY BLUES.

Thursday. My week started with a BEEP. It was so annoying. At

every turn my car's horn would beep all by itself...Just imagine that

for a second. Imagine seeing other drivers looking at you as if you

were crazy, as you turned left or right at a four way stop. 

Friday, the horn started going off EVEN if I drove straight down a street.

BEEEEP! BEEEEP! Time to go to a garage and fix it, but first I had to

pick up, Maricela and the twins, and drive to their pediatrician

downtown Winder. I beeped practically all the way. I was trying not

to loose my nerves. Maricela found it hilarious..the twins didn't even

flinch at the sound. 

When it was time to drive Maricela back home, the blasted  beep

went off...and it would not stop!!! The 10 minute drive seemed

eternal!!! From Maricela's apartment I went straight to a garage and

had it fixed...what a relief!

Saturday after work I bought some groceries. As I was taking out my

groceries from my car, my eyes caught a glimpse of my "vibrating"

lawn mower ...I went up the stairs to my door thinking, what if I 

do it now..I can't bear that lawn looking like that anymore...what if 

I run while doing it...it would be faster and that would mean less

time holding that vibrating handle. 

I quickly changed clothes at went for it. Ahhh....the neighbors must

have thought I lost it! I looked like a mad woman connected to vibrating

lawn mower moving as fast as she could from side to side of her 

lawn! By the end I could hardly breath...I was exhausted...but it was

done. Although, it nearly killed me!

As I pushed the lawn mower to the side of the house to put it away.

I felt ill. Dizzy. I went up the stairs, locked my door and went to

my bedroom. Gaaah! Nausea set in. What was going on?, I asked

myself. I took off my clothes and plopped on my bed...everything

was spinning. There was a knock at the door. NO! It must be kids

asking trick or treat...I was sure! I could not go and open that door.

A real life ZOMBIE  would  have scared them to death!!! 

When I felt better I dragged myself to the shower...and retreated to 

my room, the rest of the night. Blah!

Sunday...I picked up Maricela, Violeta and the twins, and went to 

Church. It  was so nice to go Mass with someone. I miss Father 

Jaime, but I must say that I liked the sermon given by our new Priest.

The babies slept through Mass. I love those little angels!

It was Halloween. I thought of my family in Spain having a good time

at Carol's. I will come back to this post and add some photos. As

always so much fun...

 

Monday, there is a big change in the weather. Gloomy and rainy.

I feel down. Depressed. I was hoping to be able to move sooner to

Spain. Pepe and I had a long talk.  But it seems it's going to take

longer. At least that was the conclusion after our conversation.

As always I try to forget things writing in  my blog...I searched for

fun photos for "Jillsy's one word Wednesday". 

 

Tuesday...GASP!!! On noooooo!!! My keyboard is dead!!! I must

turn to Sandra's lap top to work on "FOOD STORIES". What a

nightmare. I can't stand working on it, but I pushed myself to transfer

one more recipe from Between U.S.A. and Spain to FOOD STORIES,

and to write a Alonso Visits Madrid. Moving the recipes to the new blog

 is sooooo time consuming!I wish it was just copy and paste.

But no! The spacing is different, and I must correct it. The photos

must be placed correctly also, adding the border is a must

again....Sometimes, I wonder why I do this. Is it a waste of time?

I keep telling myself..the book...the book...someday, Juani, you will

publish it and feel proud. I really want it so bad! Every day I see the

book store from my department, and wonder how it would feel to see

FOOD STORIES on a shelf....sigh...

 

Wednesday, after going to bed exhausted from writing until late...I 

wake up at 6:30 A.M. HOW FUN! I continued on Alonso's post. At

least that gave me joy. I don't get tired of going over Sandra's

photos. Seeing my grandson in Madrid, knowing he is seeing a 

whole different world makes me happy! 

Sometimes...I wish I wouldn't have made this move to Georgia. I 

wouldn't be in this situation right now. Away from my husband. Away

from my family.

Live and learn...baby...Live and learn.

I must rely on God's help now. He will work it out for me. I just have

to hang in there...I know there is a purpose to all that is happening.

I just can't see it yet. 

 

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I want to thank my friend, Barbara, from Long Hollow for her

moral support.                                                                                                                               

 

Her comments on my posts

light up my days...they mean

so much to me! That is why 

I thought about her while I 

traveled in Spain during

September...I just had

to share a little piece of Spain

with her and sent her something

to remember her blogging friend!

Yesterday I was so surprised

when I saw this in the mail!

A thank you card from her

that blessed me and made me smile!

Thank you Barbara...I loved it!

And..yes, someday we will meet in person!

 

 

ALONSO, VISITS MADRID!

 

Look Yaya! Today I am visiting Madrid! The beautiful city where you had

my mommy! I want to show you how I spent my day with Yayo Pepe

and Mommy Sandra.

 

We took the short distance train from Ciempozuelos to Madrid.

How cool!! The 1/2 hour ride was AWESOME...

 

Then we strolled through Plaza del Sol. Ahhhhh!!! So many

things to see! 

 

Yaya, I think the sun shines brighter in Spain... 

 

 
 

And this is the Royal Palace.... it sure is big!

 
 

Wooooooh! I really like this palace...they got horses!

 

Are these the Pearly Gates they talk about in church?

 
 

I am having so much fun with Yayo, I sure wish you were here...  

 

Yaya...I reallly like these wide sidewalks...and chasing the doves!!! 

 

Doesn't Mommy look pretty? 

Now, it's time to walk around some more...

 

  

Let's walk to Plaza Mayor..Yayo, says it's a MUST!

 

  

And here we are...Plaza Mayor...let's see what's going on here.

  

 

 Oh, boy! I made a new friend!

 

 

Look at Mommy acting silly!

 

And there are lot's of artists around here...

 

 

If you get hungry, there are many places to eat "tapas"

 

 

Or...if you crave some sweets...go ahead, there were many bakeries!

 

 There are plenty of souvenir stores at the Plaza, where you can

 shop "typical Spanish" stuff!!

 

 

 


After leaving Plaza Mayor,  Yayo, bought a lottery ticket...

I sure hope he wins...that way you could come and reunite

sooner with him here in Spain!

  

 

I sure would'nt want you looking like this from waiting around

until your house in Georgia sells!!!

















 

SANDRA AND ADRIANA. IN SPAIN.

 

 

Two cousins. Sandra and Adriana, inseparable while they were

growing up in Spain. Time...nor distance  has broken their

special bond. Just look at these two...this photo taken when Sandra

surprised Adriana, in Spain, says it all.

But, let's walk with Sandra and Adriana in a beatiful town of 

Spain, where "Adri" got married this year.

 

Here we go.....

 

Together once more...how I love to see them together.

One blond, one brunette. Both beautiful.

Oh, my! There is nothing like these small towns...

Who can resist this!

I am always fascinated by the architecture...

 Absolutely lovely! I must go next year and visit,  how about you?

Nice one Sandra!

 

 Any place is a good place to enjoy the moment! OLE!!

Inside or out, you will always find a cozy place to eat...

You will also find a view to admire...

You will always find a door that you want to open...

 

It's no wonder Adriana and Ruben chose this town to get

married! They had the most amazing wedding picture I have

seen...one day I have to post them!

 

So glad you were together...soaking in the beauty...

Sharing time together...having fun...It's like the years

have not gone by. I see the two little girls, cousins, that

always wanted to be together. Who played. Who argued.

 

But, were there for each other.....

........always!