Archive for December, 2010
I have been stuck in the hotel bed all day…I finally gave up and made the decision to go downstairs to find food (hotel food looks delicioso but tastes. . .not so much).
Well, I rolled out of bed and my sister says with surprise,”Look at you with your diamond star necklace and diamond earrings…you DO want to be a housewife!”
No, big sister…I want to be a well-educated TROPHY housewife. . .who knows how to cook a mean tortilla at the end of the day while talking about the media’s impact on politics with the hubby.
Sift through all the photos of you from the past year. Choose one that best captures you; either who you are, or who you strive to be. Find the shot of you that is worth a thousand words. Share the image, who shot it, where, and what it best reveals about you.
I have waited to post this Reverb because it has been the hardest one so far. I cannot just pick one photograph that epitomizes who I am or strive to be. . .it’s so hard. . .and I’m usually the one behind the lens. I’m not a simple person so what I engulf myself in definitely isn’t simple either. I only have a few facets of myself, but they are all so distinct. . .that “one” photograph only speaks a hundred words of me. . .but the following speaking thousands of me.
What’s the thing you most want to achieve next year? How do you imagine you’ll feel when you get it? Free? Happy? Complete? Blissful? Write that feeling down. Then, brainstorm 10 things you can do, or 10 new thoughts you can think, in order to experience that feeling today.
There are two things I want to achieve in 2011
- April 30 – Graduation
- Hopefully some time before then – Acceptance letter to the University of Miami . . . with them wanting to pay me to be educated by them
Once I earn those two things you better believe I’ll feel free. . .blissful. . .complete. . .happy. . .It will be my self-actualization, well, at least for being 21. I’ve dedicated sleepless nights. . .my health because of poor eating habits because I was always stuck in the Southern Office and by ignoring the headaches I get to complete assignment. . .I’ve given up weekends of rest to gain two steps on competition. . .and sacrificed relationships (but, the ones with the people who do love me the most are still here). . .all for wanting to go into journalism. . .when those two things become reality. . .then all I’ll be able to do is cry. . .’cause that’s what I do.
Our most profound joy is often experienced during ordinary moments. What was one of your most joyful ordinary moments this year?
Just one? See, I can’t do just one. . .I am now turning this into a list!
- Glee nights with my Southern ladies
- Monday night dinners with the familia
- Taking a nap in the living room the weekend before Thanksgiving and seeing my family laugh with Henry
- Conversations full of silence with Prisc
- Waking up before my alarm and taking my time while getting ready while listening to Pandora’s Prince Royce station
What did you eat this year that you will never forget? What went into your mouth & touched your soul?
There is definitely not just one meal that I ate that hit my soul. Every time I go home to Frostproof my Bella (mom) is sure to make me my favorite meal. . .fajitas and mexi rice. Every time the tortilla de harina hits my mouth I know I’m home. . .now, when I add the carne asada and chile I melt. It’s pure ecstasy and it all starts with not even the first bite, but with the slightest aroma from the carne to the strong punch of the chile drifting in the air. It hits my soul every time.
At the beginning of the month, I wrote my final column of the semester Haters, where is your evidence? In that column, I went ahead and defended my Miami Heat after so many haters coming at me with the only stat they had – the Heat were 9-8 after the first month of the season.
Here we are on Christmas day. . .the Heat just massacred the Lakers and I just want to add that I was right. I try not to boast of what is in my possession, but when it comes to being doubted about my sports knowledge – especially as a Latina – I am loud when I know some silly stats without perspective are being thrown at me.
My Heat are 23-9. They just held Kobe to 17 points. James had 27.
Feels oh so good to be a Latina with sports knowledge always one step ahead of the competition.
Merry Christmas to all. . .and to all a good night.