Tuesday, May 31
Just crossing my fingers for a good nursing home.
Despite my having to work ALL day yesterday while everyone else enjoyed ribs and baked beans, I am in an incredibly good mood today. “Why?” you may ask. Well, first off, I don’t like ribs. Or baked beans. So I’m not missing much. Secondly, I got paid double-time (yippee). And, most importantly, it’s because today is my unofficial Friday! :) (Sorry, but I couldn't resist that link.)
After a two-month countdown, kiddo and I are finally heading to Chicago tonight!
I opted for the Amtrak rather than flying in because we’ve flown...oh...I couldn’t even tell you how many times. Kiera was excited and interested in it the first few times, but at about time ten, she developed that been-there, done-that mentality. So I thought the Amtrak would be the perfect way for us to “tour” the trip, relax on the way and experience something new together.
Amazingly, I have not put together an itinerary for this trip. I thought (proudly) that I was being abnormally laid back about the whole thing, but when I pulled my Chi-town folder out at work, I realized that I am, in fact, being quite compulsive, as usual. Still, there is no itinerary. (This is major. Baby steps.) So I’ll be armed with (at least) all the maps, coupons, groupons, living socials, sight-seeing synopses, reservations, and L-schedules we could possibly need, and we’ll simply wing it from there. We’re staying at The Palmer House downtown, so I expect there will be more things to do than time in which to do them, which is never a bad thing.
Kiera is incredibly excited and doing a literal countdown. Tomorrow night--the only planned evening, we’ll be at the Aragon Ballroom to see The Script in concert. This is Kiera’s favorite band by a long shot. When she told me it was the “one” concert she wanted to see ("like ever" in that dramatic teenage way), I had to make it happen (see title for more information). I’ve searched high and low for a meet-and-greet opportunity to no avail. Still, I plan on getting there early since it’s general admission and we’ll get a spot up close. I think it's going to be an amazing time.
I’ll try to post some pics via phone, but I may be too busy, so we’ll see.
For now, I'm going to close this out on my favorite Script song, which (I must say) Kiera does an amazing rendition of. Y'all enjoy. :)
After a two-month countdown, kiddo and I are finally heading to Chicago tonight!
I opted for the Amtrak rather than flying in because we’ve flown...oh...I couldn’t even tell you how many times. Kiera was excited and interested in it the first few times, but at about time ten, she developed that been-there, done-that mentality. So I thought the Amtrak would be the perfect way for us to “tour” the trip, relax on the way and experience something new together.
Amazingly, I have not put together an itinerary for this trip. I thought (proudly) that I was being abnormally laid back about the whole thing, but when I pulled my Chi-town folder out at work, I realized that I am, in fact, being quite compulsive, as usual. Still, there is no itinerary. (This is major. Baby steps.) So I’ll be armed with (at least) all the maps, coupons, groupons, living socials, sight-seeing synopses, reservations, and L-schedules we could possibly need, and we’ll simply wing it from there. We’re staying at The Palmer House downtown, so I expect there will be more things to do than time in which to do them, which is never a bad thing.
Kiera is incredibly excited and doing a literal countdown. Tomorrow night--the only planned evening, we’ll be at the Aragon Ballroom to see The Script in concert. This is Kiera’s favorite band by a long shot. When she told me it was the “one” concert she wanted to see ("like ever" in that dramatic teenage way), I had to make it happen (see title for more information). I’ve searched high and low for a meet-and-greet opportunity to no avail. Still, I plan on getting there early since it’s general admission and we’ll get a spot up close. I think it's going to be an amazing time.
I’ll try to post some pics via phone, but I may be too busy, so we’ll see.
For now, I'm going to close this out on my favorite Script song, which (I must say) Kiera does an amazing rendition of. Y'all enjoy. :)
Monday, May 30
Memorial Day Wrap Up
The weekend was so laid back that there isn't much of interest to post. It was nice to have my nieces here together (first time that's happened on a holiday). They've sooo got me wrapped around their tiny fingers.
Here's a little snapshot of yesterday.
Here's a little snapshot of yesterday.
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| Not a bad view. Although I could have done without the 90+ temps |
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| T. Mae is fascinated with any cell phone. (And she was going CrAzY in that bouncer) |
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| Baby C. looked adorable in her swimsuit. |
Hope everyone else had an enjoyable and safe weekend and is (luckier than me and) still enjoying it!
Thursday, May 26
Wednesday, May 25
This Week's Favorite Status
From my good friend Van, via FaceBook:
She teaches teenage kids...and today is their last day.
Now you get it. :)
I plan to carpe the hell out of this diem.
She teaches teenage kids...and today is their last day.
Now you get it. :)
Tuesday, May 24
The Weekend's Big Three
[In no particular order]
This was drafted on Sunday in anticipation of my adding photos...but on second thought, better to just post those on FB...I loaded them today, so check em out now.
1. Great news! Melissa and Taylor have moved back home--permanently!
I was pretty sure they were coming back this week, but I didn't want to jinx the deal by throwing the news out there. As I type this, Kiera, Taylor and Melissa are on the couch watching Caddy Shack. These are the kinds of Sundays I love. Also--as a side note--Taylor Mae gave her first kisses (ever) to her Aunt Bonnie today. We've got it on video, but I'll have to transfer to show you that slobbery (albeit sooo sweet) ordeal.
2. Kiera's first formal went off without a hitch yesterday. She wore the red dress bought for Jessica's wedding and looked stunning. Although she originally had a "date," she opted instead to go with her best friend Sarah when Sarah's date couldn't make it. That's my girl! She also got her first spray ten this weekend in preparation for the formal. That was a learning experience for both of us (bless my baby's poor ivory complexion!).
3. The dream house appears to be slipping through my fingers. Evidently the asking price hadn't been approved by the bank, so another offer at "full price," which had already been put on the table, was rejected. Now I have to offer more than the "asking" price in order to have a shot. So I'm going to do it. The paperwork has already been sent and now we sit and wait. And wait. And wait. Our chances are looking bleak, but I've got to at least try. We'll be fine with whatever fate deals to us...and on that note, let me end with a little Caddy Shack inspiration...
Hums to self:
[I'm alright...don't nobody worry 'bout me...]
This was drafted on Sunday in anticipation of my adding photos...but on second thought, better to just post those on FB...I loaded them today, so check em out now.
1. Great news! Melissa and Taylor have moved back home--permanently!
I was pretty sure they were coming back this week, but I didn't want to jinx the deal by throwing the news out there. As I type this, Kiera, Taylor and Melissa are on the couch watching Caddy Shack. These are the kinds of Sundays I love. Also--as a side note--Taylor Mae gave her first kisses (ever) to her Aunt Bonnie today. We've got it on video, but I'll have to transfer to show you that slobbery (albeit sooo sweet) ordeal.
2. Kiera's first formal went off without a hitch yesterday. She wore the red dress bought for Jessica's wedding and looked stunning. Although she originally had a "date," she opted instead to go with her best friend Sarah when Sarah's date couldn't make it. That's my girl! She also got her first spray ten this weekend in preparation for the formal. That was a learning experience for both of us (bless my baby's poor ivory complexion!).
3. The dream house appears to be slipping through my fingers. Evidently the asking price hadn't been approved by the bank, so another offer at "full price," which had already been put on the table, was rejected. Now I have to offer more than the "asking" price in order to have a shot. So I'm going to do it. The paperwork has already been sent and now we sit and wait. And wait. And wait. Our chances are looking bleak, but I've got to at least try. We'll be fine with whatever fate deals to us...and on that note, let me end with a little Caddy Shack inspiration...
Hums to self:
[I'm alright...don't nobody worry 'bout me...]
Monday, May 23
[Cheesy Grin]
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| Whose kid is SMS's Most Outstanding Choir Student for the SECOND year in a row? That's right, it's mine! :) |
My Favorite Response...
to (poor) Harold Camping's false prediction of this weekend's Rapture:
via Yahoo:
Oh cheer up Harold. We all make mistakes. Its not the end of the world
via Yahoo:
Oh cheer up Harold. We all make mistakes. Its not the end of the world
Friday, May 20
Dream Home Update
Another look at our dream home, and I'm certain I need to move on it. My agent is working the deal for me, and hopefully I'll know (at least) whether or not I can get it now or if I'll have to go the (drawn out) process of a short sale by weekend's end. It's a beautiful home and has *everything* I was looking for. So...cross your fingers for us. This would mean a lot! :)
My Last Day on Earth
If you haven't been hiding in a cave, stranded on a deserted island or otherwise without human interaction for the past several months, then I'm sure you have heard the widely-spread theory that the world is going to end. Tomorrow.
Yes, folks, I said tomorrow.
This brings me to the following relevant thoughts:
Hmmm?
Nonetheless, I can't help but laugh at the idea that that convoluted equation/numerical theory above would be in any way accurate. Sooo, I can't help but end on this note:
Yes, folks, I said tomorrow.
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| Party foul! It was supposed to be a surprise! |
This brings me to the following relevant thoughts:
- Why did I even come into work today? It's not like I'll be around next Friday to collect a check.
- Hey, at least Kiera finished 8th grade (last day today). Three cheers for a middle-school education.
- All that worry about weight loss over the years seems pretty irrelevant now, doesn't it?
- ...As does the financial planning.
- If the world is going to flood, I'm going to need a pontoon boat. And a lot of supplies. I've already seen the ending to this movie.
- Speaking of which, I think it'd be a (whole) lot different this time around.
- Kiera and I should splurge on donuts in the morning. Donuts are typically a birthday-only treat.
- I wonder if God really looks like Alanis Morissette.
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Anyone else wondering why the world's destined to end tomorrow?
Here's a little something I read on BusinessInsider.comWe picked up a pamphlet in Union Square to see why so many people are talking about the world ending on May 21, 2011.
It turns out the theory comes down to two numerological proofs. The first proof is based on Genesis 7:4, when God said to Noah: "Seven days from now I will send rain on the earth for forty days and forty nights, and I will wipe from the face of the earth every living creature I have made."
When God referred to seven days, he meant both seven days and seven thousand years, because "one day is with the Lord as a thousand years, and a thousand years as one day." The flood occurred in 4990 BC. Seven thousand years later is 2011.
The second proof looks at the significance of the number of days between the Crucifixion and May 21, 2011.There are 722,500 days between these dates. 722,500 is a significant number because it is composed of the significant numbers 5x10x17x5x10x17. Five signifies redemption; ten signifies completion; and 17 signifies heaven. The numbers represent the day of redemption (5) and the end of the Christian era (10) and the ascent to heaven (17) -- and these factors are doubled for added significance.
We'll know for sure soon.Truly, though, how much would it absolutely suck for us to have notice that the world's going to end...and that notice be accurate...and we don't heed it and (instead) spend our last day on Earth writing satiric blogs about the "supposed" ending of the world.
Hmmm?
Nonetheless, I can't help but laugh at the idea that that convoluted equation/numerical theory above would be in any way accurate. Sooo, I can't help but end on this note:
Thursday, May 19
Tuesday, May 17
Wow, I'm gonna be, like, soooo virutally popular! [giggles]
A couple of stats courtesy of Facebook
[Why yes, I do love stats].
700 billion minutes? Imagine how much good we could do the world in those minutes!
And 130 friends? Pulease.
Tommy alone has 848 friends. Which means there are 5(.5) other people on FB (with Tom as their sole friend) who created an account and never logged on again (most likely forgotten password) averaged into his number to come up with that average.
Unlike Tommy and most other users of Social Networking sites, I am very selective on who makes the virtual friend "cut."
Take my FaceBook page--it currently has only 15 members. 15. That's it.
"Well, that's not much 'social networking'," you might say. But for me, it works out perfectly. Having been bombarded with requests from ex boyfriends, ex friends, frenemies, the random girl you had in that one Biology class 15 years ago, your kid's friends, your friends' kids and the girl you *just* met through a friend last weekend, social networking had become as much about virtual etiquette and weighing the costs and benefits of a virtual friendship as anything else. All in all, it was a monstrous headache. And for what? To watch my virtual popularity skyrocket? Mmmm, no thanks.
Until just moments ago, it seemed to me I was the only person on the planet (or at least in the major developed countries) with this mentality. That was before this amazing article for smaller social networking sites appeared in my Yahoo news window.
Finally, a social networking site(s) that understands me!
This also raises the question:
Facebook-groups, what?
Okay, yes, I knew there were FB groups, but I didn't realize you could limit which group saw which information! (When you have 15 friends, you don't have to worry about these things so much.)
So...if I posted something that was, let's say, less than appropriate for my 13 yr old daughter to read, I could make it viewable to only an age appropriate group? One that, for instance, entailed only the 15 people I've deemed worthy of my oft-times raunchy, rarely PC status updates?
In-ter-est-ing. Very in-ter-est-ing.
:)
[Why yes, I do love stats].
People on Facebook
- More than 500 million active users
- 50% of our active users log on to Facebook in any given day
- Average user has 130 friends
- People spend over 700 billion minutes per month on Facebook.
700 billion minutes? Imagine how much good we could do the world in those minutes!
And 130 friends? Pulease.
Tommy alone has 848 friends. Which means there are 5(.5) other people on FB (with Tom as their sole friend) who created an account and never logged on again (most likely forgotten password) averaged into his number to come up with that average.
Unlike Tommy and most other users of Social Networking sites, I am very selective on who makes the virtual friend "cut."
Take my FaceBook page--it currently has only 15 members. 15. That's it.
"Well, that's not much 'social networking'," you might say. But for me, it works out perfectly. Having been bombarded with requests from ex boyfriends, ex friends, frenemies, the random girl you had in that one Biology class 15 years ago, your kid's friends, your friends' kids and the girl you *just* met through a friend last weekend, social networking had become as much about virtual etiquette and weighing the costs and benefits of a virtual friendship as anything else. All in all, it was a monstrous headache. And for what? To watch my virtual popularity skyrocket? Mmmm, no thanks.
Until just moments ago, it seemed to me I was the only person on the planet (or at least in the major developed countries) with this mentality. That was before this amazing article for smaller social networking sites appeared in my Yahoo news window.
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| They're singing Hallelujah here. I swear it. |
Finally, a social networking site(s) that understands me!
This also raises the question:
Facebook-groups, what?
Okay, yes, I knew there were FB groups, but I didn't realize you could limit which group saw which information! (When you have 15 friends, you don't have to worry about these things so much.)
So...if I posted something that was, let's say, less than appropriate for my 13 yr old daughter to read, I could make it viewable to only an age appropriate group? One that, for instance, entailed only the 15 people I've deemed worthy of my oft-times raunchy, rarely PC status updates?
In-ter-est-ing. Very in-ter-est-ing.
:)
I do believe this new information may change my virtual reality...
Ex boyfriends, ex friends, frenemies, the random girl I had in that one Biology class 15 years ago, my kiddo's friends, my friends' kiddos and the girl I *just* met through a friend last weekend, here I come.
Heck, who knows?
I might even send a friendship request to my most loyal cyber stalker
You'd like that, wouldn't you?
[inserts best malicious smirk]
Sunday, May 15
House-Hunting Update
We had great luck this weekend on our quest to find the perfect home. Well, I suppose it isn't "perfect," since it's out of the budget I set for myself, but all-in-all, it's an amazing house that (more than) pleases both kiddo and Mom.
And well worth the extra money.
This will most likely put an end to my dream of paying it off in 10 years, but I'd be in a home I genuinely love...and one with plenty of instant equity. Tomorrow I've got a lot of calling around to to--plenty of unanswered questions regarding financing and then...who knows...maybe an offer as early as this week! :)
More soon.
[And sorry for the lapse between blogs, but life has been busy in the *best* kinds of ways.]
UPDATE:
I discovered our nearly-perfect home is a short sell. And I know enough about short sells to know that they require an enormous amount of patience. I'm not sure I'm capable of that at this point. I've been doing quite a bit of research and can't find a single positive experience on this. Add this to my frustration over grant information and suffice to say I'm already stressed.
Fortunately for me, my love for financially sound (read: cheap) decisions is much stronger than my desire to move into a home quickly. I've got a couple more things to look into and then I'll know whether or not it'll be worth the extra effort for this particular home.
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And well worth the extra money.
This will most likely put an end to my dream of paying it off in 10 years, but I'd be in a home I genuinely love...and one with plenty of instant equity. Tomorrow I've got a lot of calling around to to--plenty of unanswered questions regarding financing and then...who knows...maybe an offer as early as this week! :)
More soon.
[And sorry for the lapse between blogs, but life has been busy in the *best* kinds of ways.]
UPDATE:
I discovered our nearly-perfect home is a short sell. And I know enough about short sells to know that they require an enormous amount of patience. I'm not sure I'm capable of that at this point. I've been doing quite a bit of research and can't find a single positive experience on this. Add this to my frustration over grant information and suffice to say I'm already stressed.
Fortunately for me, my love for financially sound (read: cheap) decisions is much stronger than my desire to move into a home quickly. I've got a couple more things to look into and then I'll know whether or not it'll be worth the extra effort for this particular home.
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Tuesday, May 10
:-X <-- First time I've used that emoticon.
So I'm currently on day three of having no voice and, while world-at-large may be enjoying it, I certainly an not. Second night of waking up all night with a cough has put me in an indescribably foul mood. A quick morning trip to Walmart to self-medicate on guaifenesin, Tussin DM (cough and chest congestion) and Halls cough drops provide me with just a little hope that I can make it through yes another sinus attack without a visit to my Doctor. I just find it ridiculous to have allergy/sinus problems in 90+ degree weather. What the hay? (Pardon the pun)
River crest expected today, and, for the sake of those at risk and/or already affected by "The Great Flood of 2011" (slightly dramatic imo), I hope the forecast is correct and it subsides very quickly. Possible thunderstorms on Thursday have put a slight damper on that prospect, though.
Though self-absorbed of me, considering the impact of the flood, I'm upset that the BBQ Fest has been moved to Tiger Lane this year due to the flooding of Tom Lee Park. This will be our first visit to BBQ Fest, so I wanted the full experience. Still, free food equals happiness.
Speaking of which...my calendar is getting so full that I might need to actually begin using a calendar. At least through July. It's a bit overwhelming at times!
[whispers] Toodles.
River crest expected today, and, for the sake of those at risk and/or already affected by "The Great Flood of 2011" (slightly dramatic imo), I hope the forecast is correct and it subsides very quickly. Possible thunderstorms on Thursday have put a slight damper on that prospect, though.
Though self-absorbed of me, considering the impact of the flood, I'm upset that the BBQ Fest has been moved to Tiger Lane this year due to the flooding of Tom Lee Park. This will be our first visit to BBQ Fest, so I wanted the full experience. Still, free food equals happiness.
Speaking of which...my calendar is getting so full that I might need to actually begin using a calendar. At least through July. It's a bit overwhelming at times!
[whispers] Toodles.
Sunday, May 8
Why yes, it did make her cry happy tears! :)
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| This is the kind of (early) birthday gift that makes me the "best mom ever." |
Requisite Mother's Day Post
This one will be short as I'm sick. :(
On this Mother's Day, I want to say thanks both to my mom and my daughter.
To my mom, I truly appreciate all you have done and continue to do for me. I know it wasn't easy being a single (and lone) parent. I know money and time were hard to come by. I remember times when you worked three jobs to make ends meet and, while I was too young to understand it then, I truly appreciate it now and I believe that is what has instilled such a strong work ethic in me.
To the kiddo: While I know this day isn't typically in honor of children, I want you to know I appreciate what an amazing daughter you are. I couldn't ask for a more considerate, intelligent and fun child. And, though not directly a result of any action on your part, I appreciate who I have become as a result of having you in my life. I was on an unknown path with no aspirations or sense of direction until you came along, but you inspired me, long before I ever saw your face, to become a better person for you. And I'm thankful for you everyday.
To all my Mom-friends out there: I hope you have a wonderful day that celebrates all the sacrifices and joy that come with motherhood. Happy Mother's Day!
On this Mother's Day, I want to say thanks both to my mom and my daughter.
To my mom, I truly appreciate all you have done and continue to do for me. I know it wasn't easy being a single (and lone) parent. I know money and time were hard to come by. I remember times when you worked three jobs to make ends meet and, while I was too young to understand it then, I truly appreciate it now and I believe that is what has instilled such a strong work ethic in me.
To the kiddo: While I know this day isn't typically in honor of children, I want you to know I appreciate what an amazing daughter you are. I couldn't ask for a more considerate, intelligent and fun child. And, though not directly a result of any action on your part, I appreciate who I have become as a result of having you in my life. I was on an unknown path with no aspirations or sense of direction until you came along, but you inspired me, long before I ever saw your face, to become a better person for you. And I'm thankful for you everyday.
To all my Mom-friends out there: I hope you have a wonderful day that celebrates all the sacrifices and joy that come with motherhood. Happy Mother's Day!
Friday, May 6
Pre-Mother's Day Inspiration
People often remark on how much Kiera and my Mom look alike, which is strange because I look so much like my dad--or did, rather, until I got a little older. Kiera has some of my features and some of her father's, but she really doesn't resemble either of us and, like I said, people regularly comment on how much she looks like my Mom.
As the old chiche goes, the proof is in the pudding:
Sans the tan and the 40 years difference, these two look waaaay alike.
Kiera should be grateful because my mom is a very beautiful woman; She has good skin, ages gracefully and (of course) has that great, naturally curly hair every girl with straight hair (me) wishes she had.
And no, I'm not just saying that because my mom follows my blog. ;)
More soon...as we count down to Mother's Day!
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As the old chiche goes, the proof is in the pudding:
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| Kiera & Mom at Desoto Idol, April 2011 |
Sans the tan and the 40 years difference, these two look waaaay alike.
Kiera should be grateful because my mom is a very beautiful woman; She has good skin, ages gracefully and (of course) has that great, naturally curly hair every girl with straight hair (me) wishes she had.
And no, I'm not just saying that because my mom follows my blog. ;)
More soon...as we count down to Mother's Day!
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Thursday, May 5
Ahhh, that ol' Battle of Puebla excuse.
Happy Cinco de Mayo, friends.
OR
Feliz de Cinco de Mayo, amigos.
(That's a little better.)
I've gotta say, this is one holiday I really don't buy into.
But the company I work for (have I mentioned it's amazing?) had a fiesta today for its employees, and lemme tell you, my tummy is full! Also, since I already promised kiddo we'd go out for Mexican, I'll be eating it again for dinner. No worries--I could eat Mexican food for pretty much every meal if my waistline and wallet would allow it!
Here's my favorite Cinco de Mayo pic:
Being the google fanatic that I am, I decided to check out the background of Cinco de Mayo.
Like every other gringa with four years of high school Spanish under her belt, I know it's commonly referred to as Mexico's Independence Day, but I also know that's incorrect, which (of course) piqued my curiosity.
Thank you, handy Google.
Here's what I came up with from the San Diego Reader, posted yesterday:
Please: Please, please. Why do we celebrate Cinco de Mayo? And don’t give me that same-old same-old description of what it is. I know it’s not Mexican Independence Day. It happened so long ago, and not even the Mexicans celebrate it. So why should Americans? I’m not dissing Mexico or Mexicans or Chicanos or anything like that. I hope you get my drift and will give me the answer I’m looking for. — Dita, via email
We here at Alice Industries are in our big blubbery inner tubes, drifting down the information river right along with you, Dita. Like, what’s the connection between the city of Puebla, half-way down the Mexican map, and a bunch of bars in California? Bear with us while we tell you stuff you already know, hoping we’ll end with the stuff you don’t already know.
It’s 1861. Boatloads of soldiers from France, England, and Spain barge into Mexico at the port of Veracruz to collect debts owed to them by Mexico. Debts satisfied, England and Spain go home. But the sneaky French start fighting their way through the countryside, on their way to Mexico City. The plan is to take over the government and make Mexico theirs. At the time, the French have the most formidable army in Europe. Mexico’s no match. So when 4000 Mexican soldiers defeat 8000 French soldiers at the city of Puebla on May 5, 1862, Mexico was pretty stoked. News of the event spread like the proverbial wildfire around the country and up through former Mexican lands in the U.S. Historians say it was a moment of great national pride and unification, Not many countries could say they defeated the army of Napoleon III.
Unfortunately, the French eventually did conquer Mexico City and take over the country, so Puebla wasn’t a turning point. It was just a day of big celebrations in the U.S. states that two decades earlier had belonged to Mexico, heavily populated with Americans that two decades earlier had been Mexicans. One UCLA study of Chicano history claims the battle of Puebla has been celebrated among Mexican-Americans in the western states, especially California, since 1863. Mexican workers here hadn’t much else to celebrate, so you can see how they might want to hang on to that proud moment.
That might be the answer you’re looking for, Dita. But if you want another America–Cinco de Mayo link, try this one: Some historians believe one of France’s motives for conquering Mexico was to eventually smash the United States into little pieces. Napoleon III pretty much despised the U.S. When the Civil War began, it’s said, he saw the perfect opportunity to break up the party. From Mexico, the French could easily send weapons and supplies to the Confederacy. But the battle of Puebla set back Napoleon’s plans long enough for the North to build an army large enough to win the war. Political powers in Washington were pleased.
So, why did Cinco de Mayo die in Mexico and spring to life in the U.S.? Well, the French eventually did conquer Mexico, so Puebla lost some of its shine with the population under the rule of Emperor Maximilian. The state and city of Puebla, of course, still make a big deal of the day, but not so much in Acapulco or Oaxaca, I guess. As a traditional celebration among Mexican-Americans, it was something that played a big part in the first years of organized Chicano pride after World War II. It became even bigger in the next Chicano-identity years in the 1960s and ’70s. But then U.S. beer companies got ahold of it in the 1980s and that pretty much sealed the deal. Huge parties with beer and Mexican food? Who could resist? It’s still a day of cultural pride (food, music, dance) in the Chicano community; it’s a gigantic beerfest with oversized sombreros for the rest of us. I hope this explains why, Dita.
There you have it!
Now you're officially smarter than you were before you read today's blog.
Totally worth it, right?
Adios amigos,
B.
OR
Feliz de Cinco de Mayo, amigos.
(That's a little better.)
I've gotta say, this is one holiday I really don't buy into.
But the company I work for (have I mentioned it's amazing?) had a fiesta today for its employees, and lemme tell you, my tummy is full! Also, since I already promised kiddo we'd go out for Mexican, I'll be eating it again for dinner. No worries--I could eat Mexican food for pretty much every meal if my waistline and wallet would allow it!
Here's my favorite Cinco de Mayo pic:
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| I don't even do tequila, but I am great at playing into stereotypes. |
Being the google fanatic that I am, I decided to check out the background of Cinco de Mayo.
Like every other gringa with four years of high school Spanish under her belt, I know it's commonly referred to as Mexico's Independence Day, but I also know that's incorrect, which (of course) piqued my curiosity.
Thank you, handy Google.
Here's what I came up with from the San Diego Reader, posted yesterday:
Please: Please, please. Why do we celebrate Cinco de Mayo? And don’t give me that same-old same-old description of what it is. I know it’s not Mexican Independence Day. It happened so long ago, and not even the Mexicans celebrate it. So why should Americans? I’m not dissing Mexico or Mexicans or Chicanos or anything like that. I hope you get my drift and will give me the answer I’m looking for. — Dita, via email
We here at Alice Industries are in our big blubbery inner tubes, drifting down the information river right along with you, Dita. Like, what’s the connection between the city of Puebla, half-way down the Mexican map, and a bunch of bars in California? Bear with us while we tell you stuff you already know, hoping we’ll end with the stuff you don’t already know.
It’s 1861. Boatloads of soldiers from France, England, and Spain barge into Mexico at the port of Veracruz to collect debts owed to them by Mexico. Debts satisfied, England and Spain go home. But the sneaky French start fighting their way through the countryside, on their way to Mexico City. The plan is to take over the government and make Mexico theirs. At the time, the French have the most formidable army in Europe. Mexico’s no match. So when 4000 Mexican soldiers defeat 8000 French soldiers at the city of Puebla on May 5, 1862, Mexico was pretty stoked. News of the event spread like the proverbial wildfire around the country and up through former Mexican lands in the U.S. Historians say it was a moment of great national pride and unification, Not many countries could say they defeated the army of Napoleon III.
Unfortunately, the French eventually did conquer Mexico City and take over the country, so Puebla wasn’t a turning point. It was just a day of big celebrations in the U.S. states that two decades earlier had belonged to Mexico, heavily populated with Americans that two decades earlier had been Mexicans. One UCLA study of Chicano history claims the battle of Puebla has been celebrated among Mexican-Americans in the western states, especially California, since 1863. Mexican workers here hadn’t much else to celebrate, so you can see how they might want to hang on to that proud moment.
That might be the answer you’re looking for, Dita. But if you want another America–Cinco de Mayo link, try this one: Some historians believe one of France’s motives for conquering Mexico was to eventually smash the United States into little pieces. Napoleon III pretty much despised the U.S. When the Civil War began, it’s said, he saw the perfect opportunity to break up the party. From Mexico, the French could easily send weapons and supplies to the Confederacy. But the battle of Puebla set back Napoleon’s plans long enough for the North to build an army large enough to win the war. Political powers in Washington were pleased.
So, why did Cinco de Mayo die in Mexico and spring to life in the U.S.? Well, the French eventually did conquer Mexico, so Puebla lost some of its shine with the population under the rule of Emperor Maximilian. The state and city of Puebla, of course, still make a big deal of the day, but not so much in Acapulco or Oaxaca, I guess. As a traditional celebration among Mexican-Americans, it was something that played a big part in the first years of organized Chicano pride after World War II. It became even bigger in the next Chicano-identity years in the 1960s and ’70s. But then U.S. beer companies got ahold of it in the 1980s and that pretty much sealed the deal. Huge parties with beer and Mexican food? Who could resist? It’s still a day of cultural pride (food, music, dance) in the Chicano community; it’s a gigantic beerfest with oversized sombreros for the rest of us. I hope this explains why, Dita.
There you have it!
Now you're officially smarter than you were before you read today's blog.
Totally worth it, right?
Adios amigos,
B.
Tuesday, May 3
Where's My Ark?
April showers bring...May Flooding, evidently.
For the first time in its history, the World Championship BBQ Cooking Contest will be moved from Tom Lee Park in downtown Memphis--and for good reason.
The Mississippi is scheduled to reach record highs in some areas, with a crest of 48 feet expected in Memphis. This is an astonishing 14 feet above flood stage. Aside from the obvious impact on downtown Memphis (and other cities housed near the river), the high stage of the river is backing up rivers and tributaries that would normally drain into Ol' Man River, causing flooding throughout Memphis and the surrounding areas. Here are a few aerial shots a coworker shared with me today:
For the first time in its history, the World Championship BBQ Cooking Contest will be moved from Tom Lee Park in downtown Memphis--and for good reason.
The Mississippi is scheduled to reach record highs in some areas, with a crest of 48 feet expected in Memphis. This is an astonishing 14 feet above flood stage. Aside from the obvious impact on downtown Memphis (and other cities housed near the river), the high stage of the river is backing up rivers and tributaries that would normally drain into Ol' Man River, causing flooding throughout Memphis and the surrounding areas. Here are a few aerial shots a coworker shared with me today:
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| Tom Lee Park at The River |
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| Christian Brothers High School Baseball/Football Fields |
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| Shelby Farms |
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| Drive Inn Movie Theatre on Summer Ave |
With flood stages this high, protection from the water is as much about politics as any thing else. Federal Agents are monitoring levees along The Mississippi 24/7 to ensure individuals don't sabotage other levees in an effort to protect their own lands. And, on Monday, Mississippi County, Missouri petitioned the US Supreme Court unsuccessfully to put a halt to the intentional destruction of their levee by the Army Corps of Engineers. The destruction, intended to alleviate some of the pressure on levees further south and save Cairo, IL, was carried out at 10pm last night, destroying the agricultural livelihood of farmers in a 133,000 acre area. Still, officials are uncertain if the measure will take enough pressure off the river or if additional levees will need to be destroyed further south.
As for this area, still a week away from crest point, many families are already under forced evacuation, the Tunica casinos are closed (and their workers unemployed), levee access south of Memphis isn't allowed, and full cities are in danger of being flooded, particularly those on the inside of the levees. You can't turn on the news or open the paper without being bombarded with the grave impact of this flood.
The Mississippi River is a fierce force and, after years of restricting its natural course and path through the use of man-made levees, you have to expect it to reign from time-to-time.
That last statement does not diminish the level of sympathy for those profoundly affected by this disaster.
You're in my thoughts and I hope things subside very soon.
Sunday, May 1
Wow.
My intention was to get a good, full night's rest this evening.But I had no clue what news was in my future.
I haven't had time to fully absorb Bin Laden's death, but my initial reaction is anxiety.
I know that is how terrorists function--their "livelihood," if you will--but that knowledge doesn't ease my mind regarding the possible retaliation to come.
And--call me unpatriotic if you want to, the chanting of USA in front of the White House seems rather juvenile and informal considering the magnitude of the situation and the fact that we are now being watched by the world at large.
Save that cheering/chanting/dancing in the streets for the sporting events; it has no place here.
[Just one girl's humble opinion, which I know is shared by the minority]
I haven't had time to fully absorb Bin Laden's death, but my initial reaction is anxiety.
I know that is how terrorists function--their "livelihood," if you will--but that knowledge doesn't ease my mind regarding the possible retaliation to come.
And--call me unpatriotic if you want to, the chanting of USA in front of the White House seems rather juvenile and informal considering the magnitude of the situation and the fact that we are now being watched by the world at large.
Save that cheering/chanting/dancing in the streets for the sporting events; it has no place here.
[Just one girl's humble opinion, which I know is shared by the minority]
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