I bought a piece of flan today at a tiny
little store that sells latin american foods. the whole place smelled like mexico. all the girls spoke spanish.
I took my one piece of flan home to eat. I couldn't believe how I was overwhelmed with emotion....not just because it tasted so good....and it did! but I was overpowered by sights and sounds of mexico. It brought tears to my eyes. It seems that missing mexico is like grieving for a lost love. I know that sounds dramatic but that is sometimes just how it is.

SNOW

we waited sooo long...
finally we get some snow!!

celebrating fifteen!!

Jordan's birthday was last week.
He turned fifteen. I know! It just can't be and yet...it is!! He chose a chocolate merengue pie instead of cake and ice cream.


Here is one cool fifteen year old boy. Love that kid!!