Mango City

It's hard to believe that two years ago I was in Mexico basking in the fresh sun and learning how to love children. One of the things I remember most about Mexico are the markets. Down the street from my humble abode was one of the best markets I have ever been to in Latin America. It wasn't to big, it wasn't to small, and the large pieces of meet hanging from giant silver hooks didn't overpower my wanting to be there.

Trips to the market for fruit was a biweekly event for my friends and I in Mexico. One of our favorite things to buy at the market was mangos. The mangos in Mexico were TO DIE FOR!! Every morning after our early morning zumba class we would all make our way to the long wooden kitchen table that stretched across the middle of Miss. Teres kitchen. I would cut my mango in half a third of the way in, down the middle and out again. After I tore out the seed I would then cut three horizontal lines and three vertical lines spread evenly throughout the mango. My skinny fingers would then arch the mango up and create a city of square mangos to pop to life. My teeth would graze over each square eagerly until they hit skin. I repeated this daily for four months.

Last week I bought a mango that looked like the delicious mangos in Mexico. It was not the same, but close.

Vermont Skating

This made me happy.

Religion

I won't deny that God is real, and I won't deny that it is taking everything inside me to say that. I grew up in an extremely religious family so church was never a question growing up. We attended church every Sunday and participated in several church related activities outside of our 3 hour service each week. The past few years I have structured my life differently. During my first marriage I really started to question what I truly believed and how I felt. Now three years later, I have a hard time saying that I am apart of a specific religion. When I am questioning my childhood and living differently then how I was raised, I don't feel like I have the right to claim the title of a religious group that is so strong in their beliefs. So for now, I am with out church.

enemy

Lately I have felt a little lost and a little hopeless. There are so many important decisions coming up, and so many things going on that I can never seem to keep my head above water for very long. I´m at a loss of words and can´t even find comfort in writing. All my body ever wants to do is sleep. I am officially brain dead and it does not suit me well. I´m finished  Right now, "Time is my enemy."

Stress

Lately I've been missing things.

I've been missing free time,
opportunities to be creative,
and life simplicity's.

Oliver and I have been so stressed out
that we hardly even have time for each other.
We always jump at each others throats
because life is so busy that we can't seem to enjoy it!

Now, I promise we are beyond happy,
but I am dreaming of times
when school is gone,
work is under control
and the idea of a vacation doesn't feel
like a far far away dream

I'm tired, stressed
and overworked

Will it ever end?

Book Sale!

I absolutely cannot control my excitement. I just bought eight books for a mere two dollars! 

The plus side too is that this book sale is going on for another three days, 

and the cashiers said that they have tons of books not even put out on the shelves yet! 

Guys, do you know what this means? 

Welcome to my book collection!

Dream a Little Dream of Me

I am feeling terribly sick today, so I 

thought I would share this song because 

it  always amazes me how beautiful it is.

Enjoy the happiness.