Good times....
Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts
Showing posts with label friends. Show all posts
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Monday, June 16, 2008
To my girls...
A young wife sat on a sofa on a hot humid day, drinking iced tea and visiting with her Mother. As they talked about life, about marriage, about the responsibilities of life and the obligations of adulthood, the mother clinked the ice cubes in her glass thoughtfully and turned a clear, sober glance upon her daughter.
'Don't forget your Sisters,' she advised, swirling the tea leaves to the bottom of her glass. 'They'll be more important as you get older. No matter how much you love your husband, no matter how much you love the children you may have, you are still going to need Sisters. Remember to go places with them now and then; do things with them.'
'Remember that 'Sisters' means ALL the women... your girlfriends, your daughters, and all your other women relatives too. 'You'll need other women. Women always do.'
'What a funny piece of advice!' the young woman thought. Haven't I just gotten married? Haven't I just joined the couple-world? I'm now a married woman, for goodness sake! A grownup! Surely my husband and the family we may start will be all I need to make my life worthwhile!'
But she listened to her Mother. She kept contact with her Sisters and made more women friends each year. As the years tumbled by, one after another, she gradually came to understand that her Mom really knew what she was talking about. As time and nature work their changes and their mysteries upon a woman, Sisters are the mainstays of her life.
After more than 40 years of living in this world, here is what I've learned:
THIS SAYS IT ALL:
Time passes.
Life happens.
Distance separates.
Children grow up.
Jobs come and go.
Love waxes and wanes.
Men don't do what they're supposed to do.
Hearts break.
Parents die.
Colleagues forget favors.
Careers end.
BUT.........
Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how many miles are between you. A girl friend is never farther away than needing her can reach.
When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life will be on the valley's rim, cheering you on, praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on your behalf, and waiting with open arms at the valley's end.
Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk beside you...Or come in and carry you out.
Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters, daughters-in-law, sisters, sisters-in-law, Mothers, Grandmothers, aunties, nieces, cousins, and extended family, all bless our life!
The world wouldn't be the same without women, and neither would I. When we began this adventure called womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we would need each other.
Every day, we need each other still. Pass this on to all the women who help make your life meaningful.
I just did. Short and very sweet:
There are more than twenty angels in this world. Ten are peacefully sleeping on clouds. Nine are playing. And one is reading this post at this moment.
Thanks to Loli for the email.
If it hadn't been for you being there with me, in good and in bad, I don't know what would've happened to me. Thank you for being my friend, or better yet, thank you for letting me be your friend.
'Don't forget your Sisters,' she advised, swirling the tea leaves to the bottom of her glass. 'They'll be more important as you get older. No matter how much you love your husband, no matter how much you love the children you may have, you are still going to need Sisters. Remember to go places with them now and then; do things with them.'
'Remember that 'Sisters' means ALL the women... your girlfriends, your daughters, and all your other women relatives too. 'You'll need other women. Women always do.'
'What a funny piece of advice!' the young woman thought. Haven't I just gotten married? Haven't I just joined the couple-world? I'm now a married woman, for goodness sake! A grownup! Surely my husband and the family we may start will be all I need to make my life worthwhile!'
But she listened to her Mother. She kept contact with her Sisters and made more women friends each year. As the years tumbled by, one after another, she gradually came to understand that her Mom really knew what she was talking about. As time and nature work their changes and their mysteries upon a woman, Sisters are the mainstays of her life.
After more than 40 years of living in this world, here is what I've learned:
THIS SAYS IT ALL:
Time passes.
Life happens.
Distance separates.
Children grow up.
Jobs come and go.
Love waxes and wanes.
Men don't do what they're supposed to do.
Hearts break.
Parents die.
Colleagues forget favors.
Careers end.
BUT.........
Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how many miles are between you. A girl friend is never farther away than needing her can reach.
When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life will be on the valley's rim, cheering you on, praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on your behalf, and waiting with open arms at the valley's end.
Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk beside you...Or come in and carry you out.
Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters, daughters-in-law, sisters, sisters-in-law, Mothers, Grandmothers, aunties, nieces, cousins, and extended family, all bless our life!
The world wouldn't be the same without women, and neither would I. When we began this adventure called womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we would need each other.
Every day, we need each other still. Pass this on to all the women who help make your life meaningful.
I just did. Short and very sweet:
There are more than twenty angels in this world. Ten are peacefully sleeping on clouds. Nine are playing. And one is reading this post at this moment.
Thanks to Loli for the email.
If it hadn't been for you being there with me, in good and in bad, I don't know what would've happened to me. Thank you for being my friend, or better yet, thank you for letting me be your friend.
Thursday, May 29, 2008
To you, my friend...
Dear Puking Buddy:
You've know me from even before I knew there was something called alcohol or smokes. Hell, you've known me even before I had my first boyfriend (and that was a loooooong time ago!)!
We grew up together. Como dice el dicho, "echamos los dientes juntas." When the time came for us to start partying, you were by my side (and we partied like crazy, didn't we?). Whenever one my relationships ended, you were there to comfort me and to make me realize there were "other fish in the sea" (and by God, there were sooo many!). In the good, in the bad, you have always been there.
"M'ija, ese tipo es un moj.., olvídate de él" (and the name stuck with him until today, and he still doesn't know we call him that way).
"¡Ay mira, "epagueti" con frito!"
"Night Train" en Azua después de que nos bebimos todas las Presidentes que había en todos los colmados de aquí a Azua y de arrazar con el bar de don Pepín.
"Chopa, yo 'toy medio mala... como que 'toy "mariá", acompáñame al baño" (and we always held each other's hair back so it wouldn't get in the way of us calling "Juan" over the "big white phone").
"¿Y tú no ibas a comprar 3 grandes?" "Sí, pero me las bebí camino de casa para acá..."
"Rock the craddle of love" (and you and me and Morna crawling all over Morna's appartment's floor in... well... you know...)
"Tu abuelita en patineta bajando la Churchill disfrazada de He-Man"
"Dame un cigarro"
"¿Y qué es lo que vamos a hacer esta noche?" "¡Oh vieja, pero salir!"
"Vámonos p'al patiecito a comprar helados por la pared y a fumarnos un cigarro en el pasillito"
"Dime, chopa"
"Chopa, vámonos p'al cuarto a beber "arcoiris"" (and no one ever noticed the bottles were missing).
Detention después de que "Pacheca" falsificó la firma de su mamá y nos escapamos del colegio por la puerta delantera (I shall never forget Mrs. Scott losing her temper and la señora Almonte gritando "¡es que ustedes me van a poner loca!"). Our names being called one by one to the office by Nerys. ""Pacheca" a la oficina por favor. "Morna" a la oficina por favor. "Kat" a la oficina por favor. "Bracuta" a la oficina por favor. "La Taína" a la oficina por favor." En órden alfabético, como de maldad para que cada una supiera que su turno venía ahí.
Us and "El Goldo" setting "La Taina's" skirt on fire and she not realizing it until the smell was strong that "Monchiconi" and "Vigolita" started coughing out their lungs.
Us bringing our pillows to school and going to sleep at the back end of the classroom during Vasquez's classes.
"Chopa, pídele a tu mamá que te preste a "Herminia" esta noche para irnos de bonche."
And the first face I saw when I opened my eyes after drinking that whole bottle of vodka "al pelo" all by myself (remember, when you found me con la cabeza pá' los pies y el índice metido en la botella vacía en Puerto Plata?) was yours.
(¡diañe, el que lea esto va a pensar que tú y yo éramos unas perdidas!)
Las fiestas en el Country, las salidas a Neón, las juntaderas en casa de Morna, you were always there...
¡Vieja, la verdad es que tú y yo hemos pasado muchas vainas y hecho muchas cosas juntas!
So many things come to my mind that if I were to write down all of them it would take another lifetime to get the post finished.
Life has taken us down different roads and today we don't hang out as much as we used to. Still, I don't consider you as a friend but as sister, my accomplice in crime, my "puking buddy."
You know I suck at remembering dates. You know life gets so complicated some times that we don't even have time to pick up the phone and call the people closest in our hearts, even if it is their birthday.
You know I love you no matter what, even if we don't speak frequently or see each other all the time.
I love you, chopa. I love you, puking buddy. I love you, Kat, and don't you ever forget that.
Happy belated birthday, my friend.
You've know me from even before I knew there was something called alcohol or smokes. Hell, you've known me even before I had my first boyfriend (and that was a loooooong time ago!)!
We grew up together. Como dice el dicho, "echamos los dientes juntas." When the time came for us to start partying, you were by my side (and we partied like crazy, didn't we?). Whenever one my relationships ended, you were there to comfort me and to make me realize there were "other fish in the sea" (and by God, there were sooo many!). In the good, in the bad, you have always been there.
"M'ija, ese tipo es un moj.., olvídate de él" (and the name stuck with him until today, and he still doesn't know we call him that way).
"¡Ay mira, "epagueti" con frito!"
"Night Train" en Azua después de que nos bebimos todas las Presidentes que había en todos los colmados de aquí a Azua y de arrazar con el bar de don Pepín.
"Chopa, yo 'toy medio mala... como que 'toy "mariá", acompáñame al baño" (and we always held each other's hair back so it wouldn't get in the way of us calling "Juan" over the "big white phone").
"¿Y tú no ibas a comprar 3 grandes?" "Sí, pero me las bebí camino de casa para acá..."
"Rock the craddle of love" (and you and me and Morna crawling all over Morna's appartment's floor in... well... you know...)
"Tu abuelita en patineta bajando la Churchill disfrazada de He-Man"
"Dame un cigarro"
"¿Y qué es lo que vamos a hacer esta noche?" "¡Oh vieja, pero salir!"
"Vámonos p'al patiecito a comprar helados por la pared y a fumarnos un cigarro en el pasillito"
"Dime, chopa"
"Chopa, vámonos p'al cuarto a beber "arcoiris"" (and no one ever noticed the bottles were missing).
Detention después de que "Pacheca" falsificó la firma de su mamá y nos escapamos del colegio por la puerta delantera (I shall never forget Mrs. Scott losing her temper and la señora Almonte gritando "¡es que ustedes me van a poner loca!"). Our names being called one by one to the office by Nerys. ""Pacheca" a la oficina por favor. "Morna" a la oficina por favor. "Kat" a la oficina por favor. "Bracuta" a la oficina por favor. "La Taína" a la oficina por favor." En órden alfabético, como de maldad para que cada una supiera que su turno venía ahí.
Us and "El Goldo" setting "La Taina's" skirt on fire and she not realizing it until the smell was strong that "Monchiconi" and "Vigolita" started coughing out their lungs.
Us bringing our pillows to school and going to sleep at the back end of the classroom during Vasquez's classes.
"Chopa, pídele a tu mamá que te preste a "Herminia" esta noche para irnos de bonche."
And the first face I saw when I opened my eyes after drinking that whole bottle of vodka "al pelo" all by myself (remember, when you found me con la cabeza pá' los pies y el índice metido en la botella vacía en Puerto Plata?) was yours.
(¡diañe, el que lea esto va a pensar que tú y yo éramos unas perdidas!)
Las fiestas en el Country, las salidas a Neón, las juntaderas en casa de Morna, you were always there...
¡Vieja, la verdad es que tú y yo hemos pasado muchas vainas y hecho muchas cosas juntas!
So many things come to my mind that if I were to write down all of them it would take another lifetime to get the post finished.
Life has taken us down different roads and today we don't hang out as much as we used to. Still, I don't consider you as a friend but as sister, my accomplice in crime, my "puking buddy."
You know I suck at remembering dates. You know life gets so complicated some times that we don't even have time to pick up the phone and call the people closest in our hearts, even if it is their birthday.
You know I love you no matter what, even if we don't speak frequently or see each other all the time.
I love you, chopa. I love you, puking buddy. I love you, Kat, and don't you ever forget that.
Happy belated birthday, my friend.
En la pic, de izquierda a derecha: Cali, Rox, Cocote, Kat y yo. Mis "hermanas" de toda la vida.(I told you last week I had prepared your post... better late than never, right?)
Friday, March 07, 2008
Sunday, February 11, 2007
Max's Mexican B-Day!
¡Señores, qué gozada dimos anoche! Era el cumpleaños de Max (el esposo de Cali) y lo celebraron con una noche mexicana en la casa.
Yo estaba en la otra actividad (el post anterior), así que después que terminé pasé a buscar a Rox y nos fuimos para casa de Cali. Cuando llegamos veo una camioneta que dice "karaoke" y Ros me dice "o yo estoy viendo mal o esa camioneta decía karaoke." Le digo: "no Rox, yo vi lo mismo", y nuestras dudas quedaron confirmadas a medida que nos acercábamos y comenzamos a escuchar un viajes de voces desafinadas.
Nos sentamos en la mesa con Katherine (my life-long puking partner), Aileen y su esposo Julio.
Ahí terminó la sanidad...
6 shots de tequila, varias cervezas y tragos de ron y de vodka después estábamos graves de la risa y gozando la noche a más no poder.
Las frases célebres:
"Si lo comunidad electrónica dominicana se entera de esto no me lo va a perdonar" (no fui yo)
"Es correcto"
"Katherine, tu me vas a agarrar los moños cuando me vaya en v.., ¿verdad?"
"¡Tú vas para mi cumpleaños!"
Las otras no las puedo compartir porque son medio "R rated" (bueno, mejor dicho XXX).
Unas cuantas foticos:
Yo estaba en la otra actividad (el post anterior), así que después que terminé pasé a buscar a Rox y nos fuimos para casa de Cali. Cuando llegamos veo una camioneta que dice "karaoke" y Ros me dice "o yo estoy viendo mal o esa camioneta decía karaoke." Le digo: "no Rox, yo vi lo mismo", y nuestras dudas quedaron confirmadas a medida que nos acercábamos y comenzamos a escuchar un viajes de voces desafinadas.
Nos sentamos en la mesa con Katherine (my life-long puking partner), Aileen y su esposo Julio.
Ahí terminó la sanidad...
6 shots de tequila, varias cervezas y tragos de ron y de vodka después estábamos graves de la risa y gozando la noche a más no poder.
Las frases célebres:
"Si lo comunidad electrónica dominicana se entera de esto no me lo va a perdonar" (no fui yo)
"Es correcto"
"Katherine, tu me vas a agarrar los moños cuando me vaya en v.., ¿verdad?"
"¡Tú vas para mi cumpleaños!"
Las otras no las puedo compartir porque son medio "R rated" (bueno, mejor dicho XXX).
Unas cuantas foticos:
Julio y Rox
Yo y Rox
Katherine y Cali
Rox y Aileen "given to the fish"
Aileen, Rox y Katherine
Julio y Aileen en "because I love you"
"¡Oye papi, ya te dije, aquí a la 1 estés tú o no estés!"
"¡Ay Dios, pero van a seguirrrrr!"
"If there was a problem, yo, I'll solve it"
Rox se puso como medio "yo"
El culpable, y no vimos el Cuervo
"¡Me lo voy a beber todo yo sola!"
Y más...
"¡Se lo quité a Katherine y me lo voy a beber yo!"
Julio era el único sobrio de la foto
El birthday boy con las nenas
Felicítenme, porque no obstante el viaje de alcohol, ¡no hice drunk posting! Go me!
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