Happy Sunday morning to all of my readers on PST, and happy day or night to the rest of you beautiful people. How is everyone doing? This is not rhetorical. I really want to know. Drop something in the comments. Text me. DM me. Email me. Send me a postcard by messenger pigeon. Connect with... Continue Reading →
WE’VE ARRIVED
We took the flyaway shuttle from union station to LAX and Ralph’s nuts went flying. Not those nuts, cochinos! He had a bag of almonds and cashews that didn’t pass the speed bump test and it sounded like someone poured out a bag of marbles. Your girl was chuckling her little head off, and I’d... Continue Reading →
My. Winter. Insomnia.
I don’t know if it’s the weather, but I find that I’m sleepy all day and then can’t stay asleep at night. I go to bed at 9pm, wake up anywhere between two and three in the morning, and then can’t go back to sleep. I end up on my phone playing the latest Wordle... Continue Reading →
Let’s. Open. Windows.
Hello to all of my blog readers! Another beautiful week is upon us. I had a pretty relaxing weekend, so I’m ready to hit the ground running and I hope you are too. If you haven’t had a chance to check out my podcast, what the heck are you waiting for? It has been such... Continue Reading →
I’m not alone. Neither are you.
I enjoy blogging and podcasting so much, that I can’t even tell you. It lights me up inside to press the publish button and know that I’m creating these small records of my existence. I love connecting with people in this way and hope that my words will give somebody comfort or make them feel... Continue Reading →
Nuevas. Tradiciones.
When I was in my early twenties, I went through my mom’s record collection and discovered the album “Hey” by Julio Iglesias. It was the soundtrack of a time in my life when I was considering whether or not I wanted to stay in a relationship or not. I would listen to it on my... Continue Reading →
Beauty is a spectrum. Confidence is sexy.
I’m officially at the stage in my life where I prioritize comfort over cuteness. If you catch me looking cute, on any given day, it’s because I got lucky with some comfy, cute clothes. My plantar fasciitis dictates the kind of shoes I can wear, so you won’t find me dead in a pair of... Continue Reading →
Power. To. Women. Everywhere.
Well, that was an interesting weekend. Very somber, indeed. No matter how hard I tried to escape the feelings that came as a result of the Supreme Court’s decision, I just couldn’t do it. I went through a series of emotions. Anger. Frustration. Sadness. Fear. Absolute terror. How could this be? What the hell is... Continue Reading →
Para. Los. Padres.
I was four years old when my parents split up. I don’t remember crying about it or being terribly sad, but I do remember that life changed a little bit and I would only see my dad every once in a while. Over the course of the next few years, I had a recurring dream... Continue Reading →
Don’t. Waste. Another. Minute. In. Misery.
Hello and good day to you! If you haven’t heard the latest rumor on the street, I released my podcast (This is EZ With Friends) last Tuesday. I did so only after a heated debate with myself about whether it was ready or not. No better time than the present is what I’m told. I... Continue Reading →