Good Morning my dears, this might be a two parter. I’m sure I won’t finish this post in time. It’s currently 5:55 am and I’m in Jet Blue’s Terminal 7 at Long Beach Airport waiting for my flight back to the Bay area. I’m on less than two hours sleep, sick, and wearing men’s underwear. Nope, you read right M-E-N-S underwear. It seems that along with my cell phone I forgot my undergarment bag, so I brought no extra socks, no bra (other than the one I was wearing), and no undies! Which is why I’m wearing men’s undies, not boxers or briefs, they are like bikini’s or something. I didn’t ask questions, I was just happy they had them.
I kind of feel European, as if I’m going swimming in some type of canal or something. But the best image I get is of that hot guy that plays the latest version of James Bond…what’s his name? Daniel “Damn” Craig! I’m sure I don’t look as hot as he does. But for some reason he’s what came to mind when I thought of sexy Europeans in speedo-like undies. Go figure.
At this point all you can do is laugh right? Pissed off mother, men’s undies, sick, no sleep, and as soon as I hit the bay I’m off to work! Yea that merits a laugh or a glass of wine, maybe I’ll just laugh as I drink some wine. That was a beautiful thought, let’s face it the only drink I’m taking is from a cup of hot chamomile tea.
My poor uncle Eddie woke up at 4:30 to bring me to the airport, he rocks! He seriously does, to think I didn’t like him in the beginning. I thought he was taking my Tio from me, boy was I wrong. He seriously is awesome. I’m not saying that simply because he follows my blog (Thanks Uncle Eddie), but I’m saying that because he does! I feel spoiled each time I visit…wait, I’ve always been spoiled by them. But especially Eddie; although, he claims to not like kids he really took a liking to my baby brother and I.
He’s been my uncle’s partner for 22 years, they recently got married in July and we celebrated the nuptials in August. So yea he’s pretty much seen us grow up, he’s been there in some important moments of our lives.
He’s a diva, we will not get it twisted; however, he’s all mush in the inside. But he will beat the crap out of anyone that messes with his boo’s; particularly, my Tio Arturo. He’s a hard nut to crack at times, it’s not always peachy between us, but our arguments are short term.
Let’s face it I can be a Diva at times, and we know he’s a Diva, so when tempers collide you better run for the hills! But when things are good-they are good. Plus, I love spending time with him and just gossiping about the crazy things that go on in our lives.
Other than him spoiling the crap out of me, he’s extremely patient with us. He’s patient with my mom, little brother, and myself. I have my quirks, especially with my dietary restraints, he makes fun at me at first and yes he might bitch a little. More like “What now and why?” He will make special recipes for me and he will always make sure there’s something for me to eat. He knows how picky I can be with certain things, he knows what will fly and what won’t when it comes to me.
I love and appreciate it all, especially because I’ve had my moments of bitchy brat with him. I’ve stollen from him, he caught me with his ring so he got it back. I was a dumb teenager, what can I say. I told my Tio he took me by his “ex’s” house, apparently he was only testing me or something, I totally failed that one. Hey, give me some credit I’m protective of my Tio. Furthermore, as I’ve mentioned before we have gotten into some ugly spats, but we are still tight as thieves (no pun intended). That’s what family is all about right?
I love this man so much! Best part is he doesn’t judge the madness in our family, he decorates it, like only he can!
Hello my dears, I survived work-barely. I was dying and I so didn’t want to be there. I even knocked out during my lunch break. The Dayquil didn’t work, before I went to the office I stopped at Target and loaded up on all the fixings to make me feel better: Dayquil, Nyquil, cough drops, and some veggie breakfast sandwiches, I was hungry and craving carbs. Ugh, I even coughed up $5 for a Latte, it was going to be a long day and the office has crappy coffee.
Something was weird in the office today, there was some type of tension in the air. I don’t know, maybe it was just me. But I think something’s up and I need to brace myself, changes always seem to be bad news for me at work. I know we are getting a new hire on Monday, who I will be working with. She’s suppose to be all Zen and stuff but you just never know. Pressure and stress makes people get all types of crazy, especially when people are expecting you to convert water into wine.
Something dawned on me yesterday, we are expecting to hire two people for this one position. Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for whatever allows us to continue doing what we do in the community, but what has me puzzled is my place in all of this. I know I’m going to be working with the lady that starts on Monday, but what about the other person? Am I going to be assisting that person too? That’s going to be three bosses for just one of me. I kick ass at whatever I do, but I don’t think I can handle all of that. Grants alone is a lot of work and but we are also getting ready for the May giving campaign, you throw in trying to learn how two new people work? I don’t know about all that.
I hope my already existent bosses have thought this through. I’m good, but not that good. I guess we’ll know at Monday’s staff meeting.
Plus, I have grad school to think about. I need to get going with that application, I want to submit it by the end of this month. I wonder if they will still want me around, when I can’t work full-time. I was thinking of putting it on hold for a while, but I think a year is long enough. Moreover, if I really want to move up I need that Master’s. I don’t think my career is going to go that far at the Foundation, the only positions one can maybe move up to are already occupied. I will have to look elsewhere when the time comes, maybe in the Council of Foundations. I still have my political goals, but you need to grow your social circle a bit in order to make things really happen. We’ll see, I’ll cross that bridge when I get to it.
I’ll let you know how things pan out.
Oh yea, before I knock out, 2014 started with me traveling. Yes, I’m aware I was flying back from my trip to LA; nonetheless, I was traveling! It’s the little things that make up the big things loves! It depends how you look at things: positively or negatively? Always shoot for positive!
Hmmmm, Benny Goodman’s “sing, sing, sing” just popped into my mind.
Who in the hell is that? Just one of the greatest Clarinetist of the Jazz Swing era, you really must expand your horizon’s my dears…let’s start tonight!
My dears I introduce you to the “King of Swing” himself, I dare you not to tap your feet as you listen.