Friday, March 31, 2006

viva la fanta menace!!!

ok, i admit it. i hate those fanta chicks.

anyway, i've mentioned numerous times before how most of my childhood was spent daydreaming about hi-c and shaghetti-os, two things which could always be found at my friend eva's (or deva, as we like to call her now) house and never at mine. eva was one of my best friends at avondale elementary. she had an infectious laugh and the gift to make anyone laugh about anything. field trips and the short walk home were infinitely funnier when eva was at my side. and then sadly, i transferred to a nearby catholic school.

the funny thing is... years later... YEARS... i was in college. i was living on my own. my moms and i had had a severe falling out and communication between us was yea short of non-existent. it was christmas and i thought i should at the very least, swing by my mom's house and say, merry christmas (because you KNOW, the "LBJ" is watching your EVERY move.)

so, i knock on the door and this dude answers it.

...and he's wearing a robe - a festive, christmas red robe...

i think to myself, "do i know this dude? no. but, he's filipino. so maybe... he's related?" but, he had what looked like an "i'm SO busted" look on his face. what do you do? you say "merry christmas" and walk in.

anyway, this mysterious guy turned out to be my mom's new husband - i honestly don't remember if they were married at that point but they're happily married now nonetheless -
that year, santa brought me a newly minted stepdad and three step siblings - 2 bros & a sistah.

soon thereafter, i moved to the bay area and stayed there for 5 years.

when i moved back in 2001, my stepsister and i became close friends. one day we were reminiscing about our grade school & high school memories and we realized after comparing notes, that her best friend was the one and only - eva.

so, somethings never change. you still can't find hi-c or any chef boyardee products in my pantry. eva still rolls with a pinay and she makes my cheeks hurt so bad for laughing that i almost tinkle - even at funerals. and i'm sure a field trip to her latest show will prove to be a hysterical riot.

i guess i should mention that there's a lukewarm chicago reader review, but i'm still going...

Opens March 24th (thru April 30th)
Fridays and Saturdays @ 8:00 pm
Sundays @ 5:00 pm (April 23rd and April 30th ONLY)

Gallery Meztli: 556 West 18th Street - Chicago (map)

Tickets: $12.00 ($10 student/group, $8.00 preview)
Reservations: 312.670.TIX6 (8496) OR Tickets
Parking: Ken-Tone's @ 551 W. 18th

Friday, March 17, 2006

the work in progress...

stairs. before #1.

stairs. before #2.

stairs. before #3.

stairs. after! woo-hoo!

so, basically all the wood (that was painted white) in our house is undergoing the same stripping, sanding, staining and finishing.

i will be fully embracing my nervous breakdown and the breastfeeding alcohol consumption limit when the work is completed. that nervous breakdown will be followed by two more and possibly formula feedings when the house gets rewired next and following quickly thereafter a kitchen remodel.

Tuesday, March 07, 2006

3 month update...

i'd post a pic if i was home... but i'm not. i'm not even at mom's house. i'm at a fabulously unglamourous oak lawn hotel.

we left my moms for obvious reasons as well as her own health & well being. at one point, she shooed k'zilla away because she was having trouble breathing. my mom is battling a pretty serious chronic cough. she went to her md and she judged that mom's lungs are working at about 35%. i'm less than pleased and pretty freaked out by it frankly. my moms is rarely sick but when she is its serious.

anyway, today, b'zilla turns 3 months. last friday (3/3), k'zilla turned 3. and yesterday, i turned 34.

although there are other locales and ways i'd like to celebrate our milestones - it could be worse. we've had our fill of yummy cake, wished on & blew out candles and opened a plethora of thoughtful & generous presents. yes, it could be so much worse.

i'm so thankful for everything. even for kidzilla screaming, "happy birthday momma! your hair is all funky!"

happy belated birthday to k'zilla and my big sister R in the PI! and wooshee 3mos gaga b'zilla! - the mini incredible hulk who has bust out of his newborn outfits in record time.


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