Wednesday, April 16, 2014
We decided to liven things up in the back yard by adding a bird feeder. It has taken about two weeks for the neighborhood birds to get privy to free food at our house; but only the brave ones peck away as Roxy growls at them.
Thinking back, knowing Roxy has a liking to chasing birds, maybe the bird feeder was meant more for her entertainment. Roxy has caught a bird and dragged it in my house, through the doggie door. All I know is that I came home to find bird feathers scatter around my kitchen. She also caught a bird at the park. This was a quick lesson for da boyz that it is a “dog eat bird” world out there and you have to be fast.
Don’t let this cute face fool you because she is ready to sprint off in a moment’s notice. The idea of birding while we eat breakfast has changed to seeing how fast Roxy can run the birds away.
Saturday, April 12, 2014
April 12, 2014 is our first year wedding anniversary. Now that we are officially past the newlywed stage we have gone from calling each other “baby” to endearingly referring to each other as “Viejo” and “Vieja”.
The first year of marriage has been agreeably the hardest as most couple report, especially since most of our relationship was spent seeing each other only on the weekends and sharing our weekends with da boyz every other weekend. There was a definite change in the dynamics of our relationship when we starting working together, sitting next to each other at work, eating all our meals together, and generally spending every minute of every day living, eating, and sleeping together.
Three months ago, the fun was over and we both agreed that a little less together time was necessary for us to continue being so physically close every minute of every day. Really, I am so not complaining. (Or, am I?) This is not to say that we don’t love each other but a little more separate time was definitely in order.
Happily, I can report that we still cuddle when we sleep and it was just last week when I woke because I was having trouble breathing. When I opened my eyes it was the mister using my chest as his sleeping pillow. To date, I am not sure which is worse, him using my chest or my head as a pillow; since both have become common. Did you know that an average human head weights eight pounds? Believe me; you do not want to wake up with eight pounds on your chest or on your head.
I hope to have the rest of my evening watching the sunset with da mister.
Wednesday, April 2, 2014
This was taken last year on March 20- da misters birthday. He spent the evening framing the building.
A year later this is the progress.
The building has been framed, it has a roof, siding, electrical, AC, plumbing, and the floors are half way tiled.
The house in the back was knocked down and the two lots around the building have been cleared.
We still have sheet rock the lay, desks, storage, bathroom, and reception to take care of. As they say, all good things come in time. We are moving slow but in the end we we own the building fair and square.
Friday, March 21, 2014
The two most popular questions I get asked are, do you miss your old job and how do you like Carrizo Springs. The answers to these questions are similar.
I miss riding my bike to work, I miss my friends and I miss yoga on my lunch break. If Carrizo would have bike lanes and a hot yoga or yoga studio, I would be peachy. It goes without saying I miss my family and friends. I get to see them on the weekends, not often enough, but I squeeze in phone calls and visits.
Thing around here have been busy with the new business (thus no post for a while). At times, I get discouraged breaking into a new occupation. For 20 years I was in the IT industry and now all I see are eye glasses. It becomes overwhelming when I think of my new responsibilities: billing, invoices, orders, prescriptions, and boss. It is times like this make me stop and smell the flowers. These blue bonnets blossomed in the front yard and nothing says Texas more than blue bonnets.
Tuesday, January 28, 2014
Four months ago I quit my job and moved to a quiet and dusty small town. Aside from the general feeling of being away from my friends and family, the closeness that me and da mister have is comparable to nothing else.
It is the small town mentality that I have trouble relating to. Let me start with segregation and the idea that white folk hold the power over the minorities, even though; the minorities are the majority in this town. It is strange being in a town where Mexican’s don’t speak to white people much less offer to pick up a cane they dropped, in an effort to give them assistance. I have been fortunate enough to grow up in a city where being outgoing and friendly are an asset and now it is like I have cotties and no one wants my germs.
There is no recycling program and paper and plastic are thrown out with the other trash. Dogs run free with no leash, tags, or collars. At the top of my list is the lack of fitness awareness programs. The rates for the only gym in town are three times as expensive with less than half the amenities. Saturdays they open at noon and Sunday are closed; there are no showers and only a communal bathroom, and no group exercise classes. Let me repeat, there is no boot camp, no yoga, no total conditioning and no spin classes.
I may be complaining about the lack of bicycle lanes in and around town, but really I am perturbed by the culture of the town. I have spent much of my years reading and exploring women’s empowerment only to be uprooted into a town where girls do not speak until spoken to and only respond with a yes or no.
As a woman minority, it is an everyday battle being an entrepreneur in a small town. With all my will, I am determined to continue forward thinking and not digress to a time of the past.
Thursday, January 9, 2014
Me and da mister had a pretty good Christmas and New Year’s. We did the usual and celebrated with our families and da boyz. I tried really hard to stay up late, but only made it to 11:34 PM before the two beers I drank knocked me out. It appears as if I have turned into a light weight and a cheap date.
A new year has turned and things are stirring up with the new business. We are excited about a proposition with the University of the Incarnate Word, the college that both da mister and I attended. Da mister has even moved over his diplomas to make room for mine. Our office is becoming slightly cozier in our shared space.
Since my move in September, I have joined two new gyms, I bike ride through Southwest Texas more frequently, I have been about to practice hot yoga once a week- overall I am back into my fitness routine. I am pretty happy these days. How could I not be happy when my niece blows me kisses?
Sunday, December 29, 2013
Things are a little slow at work and it is to be expected with a new business. We are discussing a new telephone system and we have 15 options on the announcement. This is what I do to pass the time.
Press 1 to talk to Barbie about bike routes and upcoming bike rides.
Press 2 to talk to Barbie about cycling nutrition and gear.
Press 3 to talk to Barbie about yoga, gentle or hot.
Press 4 to talk to Barbie about gossip news or the latest episode of Chelsea Lately
Press 5 to talk to Barbie about Facebook and status updates.
Press 6 to talk to Barbie about Twitter tweets
Press 7 to talk to Barbie about legitimate work requests.
Press 8 to talk to Barbie about a about getting a message to Ricky so you can talk to Ricky.
Press 9 to hear the menu again.
This is what I do. I entertain myself with creating telephone menu options and crocheting. Yes, that is how bad I need to entertain myself.