melcreada: (nivia gonzalez)
Haven't posted in awhile - life has been kind of hectic lately. I just got back from visiting my brother and his wife in Yuma, AZ. I love going out there. We usually just hang out, visit their local haunts, and cap off the visit with a drive to San Diego. I love returning to SD - I have plenty of good memories that overshadow the bad. But something about that drive through the mountains and the desert...during the day, it's no big deal. But at night, it comes close to breaking my heart. Even after all these years.
melcreada: (Adult!)

Grown up things I did today:

- went to the grocery store
- prepared breakfast for me and my man (and by "prepared breakfast," of course I mean "pick up breakfast tacos at the drive-thru")
- cleaned my entire bathroom from top to bottom (!!!)
- did a pretty impressive load of laundry
- made my lunch for tomorrow (and by "made my lunch" I of course mean I wrapped up some leftover pizza)

I am not participating in Nano this year, but I am in [livejournal.com profile] wrisomifu and having a blast. They combine some of my favorite things: writing (or not writing) and bitching about writing (or not writing). Thanks for the suggestion, [livejournal.com profile] sardonicynic (hope you are feeling better, my sweet)!

Perhaps I should rethink all the parenthesis in this entry...

Also, saw the Pearl Jam documentary last night and enjoyed it muchly. It's not some searing, Barbara Walters-type interrogation on the band's experiences but rather a nostalgic look back at the band and all their music. It was a beautiful postcard from the 1990s...made me all wibbly and nostalgic.
melcreada: (cowboy bebop spike drink)
Back from Roberta's wedding, stuffed with finger food, cake, and drinks from the open bar, wot wot!!! Her wedding was tiny! I think a total of 35 people showed up, mostly from the groom's side of the family. They were all super nice...I wonder what happened to him? : ( Okay, that is my last "he's a dick" comment. From now on, I will keep my mouth shut. All I will say is that he was giving Javi dirty looks because he danced with Roberta a couple of times. That kind of insecurity is Hell to live with...I hope my girl knows what she is getting into.

The ceremony and reception were both on the base and I love being there! All the airmen are super friendly and polite and being on a base just takes me back to my childhood. We were early, so we drove around and around, looking at everything. ♥ ♥ ♥

It's weird to miss something like that, but once I start thinking about that time overseas, all the memories come flooding back and I realize that I had a rare and wonderful childhood (Reaganomics, notwithstanding). I miss the Bobbitt Theater, Magnolia ice cream, and Grande Island with its strange disconnected atmosphere and old cannons scattered around the perimeter. I miss taking my brother to the park or the library, just the two of us. Mostly I miss that feeling you get on a base - you feel safe, protected. Which is weird because in a war, who do you think will get it first? Also, I remember things like men with machine guns walking past our house and bomb threats emptying the school on a regular basis. But the good times definitely outweighed the bad. *sigh*

I am completely maudlin, guys. I think I had better go sleep it off. *^__^*
melcreada: (nana so tired)

Am still awake because I feel oogy. Something I ate, methinks.

I have purchased Canta en Espanol by Eydie Gorme & Trio Los Panchos and am having mega flashbacks. My parents used to fight a lot when I was small. I guess you could say they were both a little wild, hard drinkers, and each used to getting their own way. They loved each other and still do, but when they were younger they were fiery. So, playing this music brings it all back, the good and the bad. But I like remembering. Surprise, surprise.

So, me and my nostalgia now bring you a movie meme I picked up...somewhere.

Have at it! )



melcreada: (three amigos plethora of pinatas)

I am such a nerd. JP and I were listening to this oldies/soft jazz radio station on the way home and I heard a song by Eydie Gorme and Los Trio Panchos that my mother used to listen to ALL THE TIME. Well, when she was mad at my dad. Which, in my childhood, was ALL THE TIME. But somehow none of this has any negative connotations for me and it just made me so happy to hear the music I haven't listened to in forever. Must buy the CD (dammit, iTunes, why can you not have obscure Mexican music from the 1960s?!). Huh. It's very beautiful, full of longing and Spanish guitar. *sniffle*

In other news, at the Armadillo Christmas Bazaar in Austin, I saw some of this sculptor's jewelry and thought it was divine. Expensive, but divine. I just love how it drapes. She also holds classes but why the Hell do I want to pay $200 to fuck up a perfectly nice piece of metal when I could just buy something she made? Hmmm, clearly my need to create is lacking...

melcreada: (ouran bitch please)

Just one more day and I'm off to Cabo! The Kid and Traci are actually getting married tomorrow because the whole "wedding in Mexico" seems to have some legitimacy issues stateside. So, when he called tonight, I sang him the first verse of My Fair Lady's "I'm Getting Married in the Morning." Well, it made me laugh. Heh...

I am getting more and more zen as the trip approaches. I know once we get there, all Hell will break loose, what with last minute details, etc. But I don't care. I'm on vacation, bitches!!!

I hope I don't forget anything.

Also, everyone in San Antonio was FREAKING OUT over Hurrican Ike. Like, the water and camping aisles of all the stores I went to were wiped out. I wanted to grab a bullhorn and yell at people, "We are 200 miles inland!" I know the storm was huge and that we could have gotten a lot of rain. But the odds were against it and we actually got next to NO rain.

I thought it was eerie - we had a beautiful sunny day while Galveston was getting pummeled. Anyhoo, I am so over this town panicking over any kind of weather abnormality: ice, hurricanes, smoke from slash and burn in Mexico. This city just needs to grow a pair. We have wonderfully mild weather compared to a lot of other places.

As a completely random tangent to this diatribe, in the Philippines we used to prepare for typhoons by filling the bathtubs with water and pulling out the kerosine lantern and a few candles. The power would sometimes be out for days. My dad used to make us do our homework, no matter what, and I remember sitting right next to that damn Coleman lantern, sweating like mad and trying to figure out !@#$ fractions. Ah, the good ol' days...

I have eaten a disgusting amount of food today and my iPod refuses to transfer music to iTunes on my laptop. Other than that, all is well.



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!

Like, OMG!

May. 18th, 2008 02:12 pm
melcreada: (dc - word nerd? really?)
American Idol-verse (this one is short, I promise): I am officially off the deep end. I TURNED OFF DEPECHE MODE earlier in favor of David Cook's pre-AI CD, Analog Heart. Pretty good stuff, I gotta say. Just the kind of music I enjoy.


Nay-nay called last night to beg me to come and pick her up from her grandparent's house (she was visiting for the weekend). I had just gone shopping, so when I pulled up, I put the huge pack of toilet paper in the passenger seat. She opened the door and I asked, "So, who's house are we doing first?" She cracked up and that immediately set the tone for the night. We went and ate at Las Palapas (old hangout) and then drove to our high school to wander around. Trippy.

So, a borderline obsessive crush on a TV character/cute boy rocker, a pretty bitchy girl spewing her shit all over me, and wandering around Holmes with my oldest friend: I think I am back in high school, ya'll. I even broke out last night. Rawk.

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