our wooly neighbors

I love Fridays. After dropping Bella off at school, Franklin, Chachis and I went on an adventure around our neighborhood. We walked to the farm and chatted with the goats, then the sheep family came over, even a great big ram said hello to us. Goats eyes are so funky, their pupils are a vertical black slits. That was amaaaaazing. Chachis barked at them probably thinking they were deformed dogs or something.

After that we went to the mini creek and threw rocks into the water. Franklin loves to do this. Then we ran all the way home. Franklin beat me, like always.

Tomorrow I am going to attempt a major couponing feat: Walgreens and Diapers....if it all works out I will brag about it here, and if I fail, I will admit here also. Saving money on things you need can be pretty dang exciting. (Whoa Sol, you wild thing you!)

Mi quirrunguis sunguis, hijo de su mama que tanto lo quiere su mama y su papa y su 'Beya'.

I am no "Adam"

My brother Adam is the greatest artist I have ever known, and not just because he's my cool brother, but he really is gifted and talented. Dont let me get started on how much I admire each one of my 9 siblings, I'll be here for hours counting the ways.

So the other day, I was feeling artsy fartsy and decided to draw a picture of my face sideways. Here I am self portrait of my profile. Check out that aztec nose.

I LOVE MY BELLA. SHE IS SMART AND BEAUTIFUL, SASSY AND SPORTY AND SUPER FUNNY. THE OTHER DAY I FOUND THIS ADORABLE WRITING IN A NOTEBOOK, ENJOY!

SHE HAS BEEN KNOWN TO COMPOSE HER OWN COMMERCIALS: HERE'S A CLASSIC**

Are you old? and are you tired? Well, then take Diabetes, I did and I feel great! (she thought diabetes was a medicine for old tired people)

Ya era hora

Destiny in her wisdom led me to finally clean my fridge. The strawberry syrup was mysteriously spilled by someone within the walls of this home, and I, in my lazyness, decided to simply wipe it off. Appearantly the syrup, being an adventurous food decided to travel to farther locations within the fridge, all the way down to the veggies' bin causing the bin to become welded shut. I let it go for about 1 week, I think the only veggies in there was 2 old carrots and 1 onion. On Tuesday, I worked from home and thought: "maybe if my fridge is clean and organized I will be inspired to eat better?" it took me the whole blessed day, I washed the entire interior. By the time I was done, it looked pretty empty and oh so beautiful.

One thing I love about my mother is that she is the cleanest, most organized lady in all of Mexico. Unfortunately, I am not like that. I wish I were. So, I guess I am writing this in gratitude to spilled strawberry syrup, because it lovingly persuaded me to clean the house of my food. As for eating better, I'll keep you posted.

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As you can see the syrups have been summoned to the door where they can no longer cause mischief.

Also in the center of the picture is a bag of shredded cheese, if you look closely it reads 'Mexican', and always, never to be without is the biggest pack of corn tortillas.

I am proud of that clean thing I will work hard to keep it looking fresh, like the limes in the bottom-openable bin.

Lovely Boise Weather

Stay still nino! Mr. Wiggles, full of energy and joy. That's my boy

After we dropped off Papo at the airport, we decided, and when I say we, I mean "I" that we were going to have a fun time at the park. I dont know about you but I think the kids loved it. We went to the Boise river and skipped stones. We chased Franklin on the bridge, played on the awesome playground....middle of January and the weather was in the 40's, with lovely sunshine.

fuchila chachis!

Tuesday morning, and it's raining outside, my favorite. Rain is so fresh. I love the smell of the air after it rains.

In other, not so fresh events, just before I went to sleep I was hit with the stinkiest, foulest smell I have ever smelled before. I got to me my feet. The whole house was saturated....the culprit: Chachis. She must have eaten something that made her puke the aromas of vomit mixed with sewage. I went in search and found 2 spots and immediately cleaned them up with strong chemicals. This morning I covered the spots with baking soda. I hear that stuff absorbs bad odors. Anyway. A rough early morning for me. I ended up going to sleep at 1:58 am. I was surprisingly sympathetic toward the dog. It's not her fault, she's just a dog after all. She is getting old, and her poor eyes are going. I am pretty sure she cant see out of 1 because she has a giant catarat. Anyway. Chachis has been with us since we were married. She is a cool dog, unique looking and very super duper loyal. I hope she stays with us for a long long time.

Sadness and despair overcome this child's face. May be wondering where his family is, and if they still are alive.

It's a good feeling when you lay down to sleep and as soon as you do, you fall asleep. I guess it's called being tired. I have been, and in a way still am worried about some problems. I have come to the decision that, if I cannot control the situation, I must leave in the hands of God. So I have and I had a great night sleep.
Last week Haiti was hit with a pretty strong earthquake that pretty much crumpled Port-au-Prince. The whole city is in ruins. Last I heard today, Tues January 19, 2010, death toll may be closing in to 200,000 and 1.5 Millions souls are without home. I cant help but cry my silent cry everytime I see the evening news. I am saddened by the immense suffering of all the people there; specially the children and the elderly. I know that the whole world is sending help, but appearantly the help is not getting to them as prompt as it should. Doctors (from other lands) are doing the best they can with what little they have. Many Many amputations due to infections are being performed with rusty saws...it's horrible. One doctor took a television reporter to see the mountains of bodies being scooped up with bulldozers, he called it a modern day holocaust.
With all this going on, it is good to see that 'the love of man' is alive. I've seen in the news, groups from Brazil, United States, Israel, and many more there to lend a hand.
After devastation is cleaned up and the bodies are buried, will come the task of re-edification. May there be peace and strength in Haiti is my deepest desire.