Common Sense of It All!

I so need to vent and usually when I vent I often go to one of my friends, however, what I need to vent about, I am sure that maybe one or two of you are also dealing with the same thing. I have some family members that are just simply either jealous of my accomplishments or just mad that they themselves did not also reach their own potential, goals or dreams. I am going to tell you two major things that bothers me about my family.  But first, let me give you some insight as to where this all came from. When I was young around when I was still in grade school, I told my grandmother that I was going to accomplish 3 things in my life: live in Europe (actually moved to Istanbul, Turkey), become a model which I never did and I forgot what the third thing was, however, I did accomplish it. I was also in  high school when I got pregnant with my son Nick, while I was in labor, I told my mother and my grandmother that I would never have another. So come 2006 or 2007 and my grandmother

Okay so once again I was reading in my favorite book, The Book of Questions when I became stuck on this question: If it was the only way you could remain with the love of your life, would you be willing for both of you to wake up tomorrow as native speakers of an unfamiliar foreign language, knowing the within a week you’d permanently forget the languages you now speak and largely be cut off from your friends and culture?  If so, what new language would you want to speak, and why? The first thing that came to mind was who would not want a lover or have the thought of having that foreign lover who could either speak French and Italian.  I know I did and I think that is why I took up Spanish in high school for the last 2 years. Then when I got in college, I continue with my Spanish and I took up Russian, Greek and Italian. Crazy right? Considering the Greek and Russian alphabets are so similar and that Spanish and Italian have some similar words. It was not until 9 years later

Happy New Year Y’all!! I thought I start my first piece of the New Year with something from the past. Remember when you were a kid and for the Christmas holiday your teacher told you to write a essay about how you spent your Christmas with your family?  Do you remember what you wrote in that essay? Can you remember what grades you were in when you had to write that essay? I thought for fun that I write one this time because I can not tell how excited I was to be going to spend Christmas with Harry, Michelle and the girls. We had orginially discussed it back during Labor Day weekend, so right before Thanksgiving we had the made the plan for me to go there for Christmas official.  So the whole trip ticket for me to stay a whole week was purchased before November could even finish with itself. By the first week for December we were discussing was to go.  I know that I want to visit the San Antonio Riverwalk. I have been to San Antonio at least 4 times and not one time di