melcreada: (cupcake)
I have no words for what is going on (or not going on, rather) in Congress right now. I will just say that I am not surprised that dumb fuck Cruz is from Texas. I am shocked and saddened by how many people I know and love are spittle-yelling, virulent Tea Party supporters. I feel like telling them that he who shouts loudest is not the winner, but what's the point? It seriously turns my stomach. I feel like once my parents and older brother are gone from this world, I cannot leave Texas fast enough.

I've never affiliated myself with any political party because I am always willing to listen to both sides; however, the divide has gotten so ridiculously huge and the messages so negative, I feel like there is no point in even trying to see things from both sides. Everyone else is digging in, so I will too. As a minority woman hanging on to the middle class by her fingertips, I cannot in good conscience support the Republican Party. As a human being, I cannot abide the Tea Party Republicans. There are plenty of things about the Demos I don't like, but guess what? At least their lies sound believable.

See what I did there? Said I wasn't gonna talk about it...and yet I did.

So, on to other news. I am beat! This Thursday, the San Antonio Aids Foundation is having a charity event and my sister and I have offered to provide some bake sale items (she has gotten mad-talented at cake decorating and I am still obsessed with baking, because I am on forever! diet, LOL). I am making a rainbow cake (hee!), a chocolate cake with raspberry filling and ombre icing, and a dozen pies-in-a-jar (apple and raspberry). To prevent myself from staying up until 3AM on Thursday morning and cursing the day I ever offered to do anything for anyone, I am trying to prep stuff this weekend. So I assembled all the pies and put them in the freezer tonight. Easy but time-consuming! On Wednesday night, I will bake the cakes and on Thursday, I will pop the pies in the oven and put frosting on anything in the kitchen not moving.

I need to lie down...

I have seen that 30 Days of Blogging meme going around and I was going to start it today, but I think I will postpone. I still have dishes to do and for some reason at 8PM tonight, I decided to wash all the sheets, bedspreads, and comforters. Whyyyyyy?????

So, next time: meme!

Now, enjoy some pie in a jar (OF COURSE I had to taste test!)

melcreada: (cheese and poets)

We are blind and live our blind lives out in blindness. Poets are damned but they are not blind, they see with the eyes of the angels.

- William Carlos William

Happy Friday, let's celebrate the end to SUCK WEEK, and here's a quote from the man who brought you that poem that always makes me want to eat cold plums from an icebox (I love that word...icebox).

melcreada: (bestie badasses)
JP found these and I had to have them - pan dulce (Mexican sweetbread) for my rear view mirror:

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melcreada: (cake full of woe)

Texas governor Rick Perry is running for President? Excuse me while I hurl. This man has no right holding public office but unfortunately an overwhelming number of Texans disagree with me. He is like... a less attractive and charming Sarah Palin.

This news coming after a particularly horrible work day is just the shit icing on my crap cake.

So, I came home and ate my feelings:

pan dulce, yum!

I don't really serve it on a serape with a side of maracas...this is just to give you a visual.

Maybe some Mighty Boosh will make me feel better. Although, really, the only thing that would cheer me up right now is a phone call informing me that I have won the lottery and can stop working immediately.
melcreada: (dr. who cartoon)

Having a lovely Diet Coke with vodka and lime while watching Dr. Who. I don't know what the Hell is going on, but it doesn't interrupt my enjoyment of the show even though I still like David Tennent better.

About my earlier notes:

- JP is the best boyfriend because he repaired my parent's computer after my father somehow managed to shred a game CD in the drive. He's such a sweetie! ♥

- Thursday a former co-worker of mine chose me to be her guest at her anniversary luncheon at Chama Gaucha, a Brazilian steakhouse that has the most beautiful salad bar I have ever seen and about 5-7 waiters at any given time that circle around your table cutting meat off large metal skewers and putting it on your plate. They just keep coming and coming. An endless attack of MEAT. Every cut of beef, lamb, and chicken you can think of. So, so delicious. I have eaten at a place like this before but this was definitely the fanciest. Will go again when I am done digesting this meat. Like in a month or so...

- And finally, one last poem until the mood strikes me again for National Poetry Month and fitting, based on my activities tonight:

vodkaquiet )

ETA: THANK YOU,[ profile] iammine, for the lovely tin hat! LOL! I love hats, actually...
melcreada: (samurai champloo laughter)

In a charming mood today, so that's nice. I want to buy lots of things! Clothes, mainly. No reason. Just want to throw some money away, I guess. LOL! I should be working out, but rumor has it that we are going out for doughnuts later...

Le sigh.

Small poetry is sometimes the best poetry.


we are sudden stars
you and i exploding in
our blue black skins

--Sonia Sanchez
melcreada: (cheese and poets)
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I once had a sub at the Molinari Delicatessen in San Francisco and I thought I was dying (admittedly it was in part due to all the salami, mozzarella, oil, and dried things in oil that made up the actual sandwich...I thought I was having a heart attack). Truly delicious, though.

At home, my favorite is probably either grilled cheese with pickles or roast beef/havarti cheese on sourdough bread. Special mention goes to fried bologna on a tortilla, my mother's specialty. Ambrosia, pure ambrosia.
melcreada: (christmas lights)
My breakfast plan for a cheese omelet and fresh fruit was thwarted by the leftovers in the fridge. Mmmm, leftovers.

Damn, I gotta wrap up (hee) my Christmas stuffs! I am dragging it out and that is just irritating!

Memeage continues...

Day 05 → Your favorite quote

"It's very weird to succeed at 39 years old and realize that in the midst of your failure, you were slowly building the life that you wanted."

- Alice Sebold

This quote just makes me feel better about getting older. It's nice to think that every day can be a fresh start and that we can always be working toward the kind of life we want, the kind of person we want to be. The, er, best is yet to come!

And speaking of the best yet to come, a large and shiny happy birthday to [ profile] ryoneko! Have a great day, sweetie!
melcreada: (twilight bitch as if!)

We had a potluck today (as "essential" personnel, we worked on the business holiday) and I baked cupcakes! They were a big hit. Hooray!!

Also, I would just like to thank the great state of California (who is issuing post-dated checks that are breaking our system). Because of them, I have to cut my vacation short and do a little work next week.
melcreada: (cooking mama)
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Let's see. I've had chicken feet with everything...still attached. I've tried balut (fermented duck embryo). It was...not tasty. When I was younger, we used to eat cow tongue and intestines all the time because it was cheap. My favorite breakfast taco is barbacoa, which is made mostly of head meat. And I have tried dog, too. It was good. Don't judge - when in Rome...  ^___^

Also, I would say negatory on trying balut or chicken feet again.

Thanks to [ profile] hamburger  for the link!


Mar. 1st, 2009 10:57 am
melcreada: (marie antoinette le hangover)

All day Friday was spent in the company of my mother and sister, shopping for crap for my cousin's bridal shower and wedding. Around hour 4, I was starting to get irritated, but thankfully my mom and sister decided they had everything they needed except for the arras (couldn't find them), which shocked me because HELLO! We are in the Mexican-iest town in the U.S. Well, except Laredo, and frankly, with all the border violence, I'm not too pumped about visiting down there anymore.

Then yesterday was my last minute gift shopping, afternoon wedding at the San Antonio Botanical Gardens (lovely, even though not a lot was blooming except in the conservatory), hilarious minister that sounded like a cross between a Shakespearean actor and a TV Evangelist, dinner #1 at the Spaghetti Warehouse (good but slowest service EVER), wedding cake, and then a mad dash across town to my next party. I'm like the wind, baby!

At the Kona Grill, I sampled sashimi (fantastic), some nigiri sushi (adequate), and sparkling sake (tastes like a flavorless champagne - I loved it). Then we went back to the birthday girl's house for ice cream and cake (she is an admitted Narutard and had a picture of Neji screened on the cake...LOL). Then we sat around, gabbing while I tried not to die from all the crap I had eaten.

Came home around 10pm, returned a couple of phone calls, and fell into a deep and blissful unconsciousness.

The end.

melcreada: (fosters eduardo)

Yoga in the morning and Toblerone in the evening. I'd say it was a full day!

And I wonder why I can't lose weight... (not really)

The other night I spent way too much money on DVDs and CDs at what's left of Circuit City. The result of which is that we have been watching 30 Rock and romantic comedies all weekend and now I am listening to some lovely classical Spanish guitar that is making me sad for some unknown reason.

Huh. I find it amusing that when my sister first moved overseas, she used to send us boxes and boxes of Toblerone and salt and vinegar potato chips, both of which I hated and thought vile but now they are two of my favorite snacks.

That  was much more interesting in my head. I think I'll just stop now.


Feb. 1st, 2009 01:15 am
melcreada: (o realmente)
Forgot to post!

Happiness meme, day five (and a half)

- I had the BEST fish tacos today for lunch and afterwards, I took my mom to the flea market and they had a pachanga going on, with a dance floor and a DJ in the far corner and old couples and workers and kids all dancing the cumbia to Mexican music. It was ghetto FABULOUS!
melcreada: (bookstore)

Breakfast was mini Toblerones and a hot cuppa vanilla chai tea. Delicious, but I think I am going into a diabetic coma. Too. Sweet.

My fitness rebate came with my paycheck yesterday, giving me some breathing room. Hooray! I am trying to live without my credit card and it's hard, ya'll! I've depended on it for a long, long time.

We had a coupon for buy one entree, get the second free at our favorite Indian restaurant and the lady there told us to hang on to it so we could keep reusing it! That was totally unexpected, not to mention way cool. I know it's probably good for their business; getting us to come in more often probably way offsets the price of one dish, but I thought it was very nice.

And finally, I saw this chest at Target and am totally in love with it: the clean, plain look of the box with just one corner roughly hewn. Beautiful and simple. But ninety is still too much for me. Breathing room. That is my new mantra...

melcreada: (cake full of woe)

Getting a slow start to the new year. Mainly because I have been WORKING MY ASS OFF. I had substantial OT this week. Of course, I shouldn't complain because I need the money. So, you know, go me!

JP and I have been watching one of his Christmas gifts, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, since I've never seen it. I am enjoying it muchly (we just started season 2). Girl power, huzzah!

I have also been killing time by playing Bejeweled and drooling over the pictures in this community: [ profile] ofmornings . Seriously, though? Who has the time to make all these delicious breakfasts and photograph them in such pleasing arrangements? You know what I had for breakfast this morning? Cold pizza straight out of the tin foil. Try taking an appealing picture of that.

Anyhoo, time to go look at the Big Web Auction and sulk. Toodles!

melcreada: (dia de los muertos)
We went to our favorite Indian restaurant (er, actually the only Indian restaurant we go to) tonight and noshed on butter chicken, vegetable jalfrezi, and obscene amounts of garlic naan. Among other things. I only mention it because the jalfrezi was particularly delish, being both hot and sweet. Yummy!

Also, it looks like I may be going back to a four-day work week as early as next Monday. Rock on. The only thing is, no more short Fridays. I will have Wednesdays off instead. Still, not a bad deal. Also, there have been rumors of job title changes. If that happens, I will not get a raise (not a surprise), but my pay range will get a bump. Again, not a bad deal.

In less interesting news, I have started having recurring nightmares of late. They are very similar to the ones I used to have as a child - about a final world war, mass starvation, radiation poisoning, and basically every horrible thing you were ever told about nuclear war. The worst part about them is watching my family suffer. The desperation and the helplessness. The end of everything I know and love.

Surprisingly, I am not depressed by all this, although I am curious about the persistence of the dream. Why now? What's going on up there in my noggin? Hmmm...
melcreada: (dc - word nerd? really?)
Tomato and mozzarella salad: good.
Snickers ice cream: bad (but oh so nummy!).

Helping Mom shop for a dress for the kid's wedding: perfect, saintly daughter Mel.
Buying lots of clothing that I really don't need: broke, materialistic Mel (was totally fun, though).

I have nothing of import to impart (hee) except to say we saw Step Brothers (I love Will Ferrell and he does no wrong in my eyes, ergo this movie was HILARIOUS) and Mamma Mia (cute, gorgeous scenery, but would it have killed them to dub Pierce Brosnan's singing voice? Oy vey).

Everyone seems to be having BIG EVENTS in their lives lately, both good and bad, but I am still chugging along on an even keel. However, after the craptacular way last year ended and this one began, I figure boring time is good time.

I need to go to the dentist but have been putting it off for the last six months. My avoidance tendencies are incredible. I also need to get my hair trimmed, but the place I went to last time closed down. !!! I tell you, every time I find a hairstylist I like, they disappear. I am starting to develop a complex. As is my's gone all limp and greasy on me. Ew.
melcreada: (dc - so vain)

Har, har - I just bought a whole passel of junk food at the grocery store instead of my regular healthy stuff and the bill was HALF of what it normally is. *sigh* I mean, I didn't go totally nuts. I got fruit and veggies, but I also bought stuff like frozen chicken fries and Doritos. Bad Mel!

Tomorrow is my last day of work before my sweet three-day weekend and next week I am only working Monday and Tuesday. !!! It's a good thing too, because I am burned out again and even looking at my boss brings forth the homicidal rage. So, you know - break good, killing boss and going to jail bad.

But enough about me and my mini downward spiral - here is a lovely Google meme I ganked from the wondrous [profile] snowcalico:

So lazy...

Jun. 22nd, 2008 12:49 pm
melcreada: (ouran bitch please)
The answer to the last question posed, regarding the girls, is sadly

E. Watch the girls get in a horrible fight and all slam out of the apartment, including the person who lives there!

Of the group I hang out with, three of them are sisters. After two of them had been drinking pretty steadily, they started having words and before we knew it, everyone had left in a huff. Me and Girl with Horrible Boyfriend just looked at each other, grabbed our stuff, and beat it the Hell out of there. Jesus Christ on a pogo stick! We get together like once every 6 months, so it was a shame they couldn't act like adults for a few hours.

I'm calling blame on both sides, but the sister I'm closest to called me, crying, at 3 in the morning and I couldn't help but feel bad for her. I also felt like I was 16 years old again, in the middle of DRAMA du jour. It's all so silly and I am so over spending my time this way. I am a mellow drunk and don't understand how alcohol can make some people so angry. That's a lot of repression right there. Makes me look like the poster child for emotional health. *shakes head*

In other news, I had a barbacoa taco this morning for the first time in months and months and it was muy delicioso!


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