i love these people.
and the hot dogs and donuts we ate.
happy holidays, everybody!
i love these people.
and the hot dogs and donuts we ate.
happy holidays, everybody!
and these are the pictures she came back with:
i have to give her props, taking pictures with a film camera is a little challenging at times. some are blurry, but i like em though. reminds me of how those old mexican movies looked. and it reminds me of my abuelo cuz he would always be watching them every time i would visit him. good memories. and good pictures, mother.
p.s: i got this little canon point-and-shoot, 35mm camera because i wanted something small to capture moments with. this is the first film i develop from it. i love it already.
camera: canon sure shot telemax // film: fujifilm superia x-tra 400ISO
this is max and i watching gilmore girls on netflix for probably the fifth time. so much love for that show. and for this pug. although he fell asleep two minutes into an episode, as you can see by his let-me-sleep-face and by his actual sleeping picture. haha. oh, little fella, you make me laugh as much as the gilmores do.
well, we’re off to bed. we hope you had a fun monday evening. boyfriend and i ate chick-fil-a and every bite was delightful. what did you do? do you like gilmore girls? do you bother your pets too and make them sit through shows they don’t like? am i mean? haha.
p.s. – i forgot how fun it was to use a mac’s photobooth. i shall use it more often!
sweet dreams! or good day, depending where you are! :)
–diana & max
I love my diana mini and her way of taking pictures.
hey friends! I feel I haven’t been on here for a bit. I’ve been missing out on reading your blogs! How’ve you been?! Anything new?
the other day david and i took his brother to the comic book store.
meet diego! a badass and a star wars lover.
after picking up some comics, we sat in the car thinking of where to eat. i was craving a hot dog so bad. thanks to siri and google, we discovered that a retro diner that was near us carried hot dogs, so we went.
probably one of the coolest restaurants in our town…
i know some of you might not care, but excuse my hair. i had just gotten out of school. i was also too lazy to put on makeup. i’m glad david loves me regardless of how i look.
this was david’s bacon and blue cheese burger. i ordered a chili cheese hot dog, which was delicious and just the perfect meal to end this day. sorry for the lack of picture. i was too excited that when it got to the table the first thing i did was take a bite! can you blame me?
happy diego, proud of only eating tater tots that evening, haha
an afternoon with these two is always fun.
How’s your tuesday so far, dear reader? Are you having fun? What’s the coolest themed restaurant you’ve ever been to? Do you have a retro one in your town? Let me know, I like reading your comments and stories. :)
the weather is just so amazing right now! as I write this I am sitting on a bench of my university, just taking it all in. this is definitely my favorite season.
lately I’ve been going outside more– you know, to take advantage of this blessing– and going outside means spending time with jimmy, our 3 year old golden retriever. we play fetch and we get dirty in the mud the light rains leave behind. we’re something like phil and lil from the Rugrats:
jimmy loves it but I end up looking like angelica:
dirty feets. some pictures of this day, since jimmy is a cute model (and since I’m kind of practicing my photo skills):
we’re doing some construction around the house. hence the holes on the ground. jimmy is pretty careful with them. plus he already knows how to take out his ball if it gets stuck in there.
did I mention that his ball is a star wars death star?! well, now after so much chewing it looks more like an egg star, ha! (get it, cuz it looks like an egg?)
aw, happy jimmy.
well, this was our day. how was yours? :)
have a happy tuesday!
oh, by the way, this is the second “nice fall afternoons” post I’ve done. the first one was with napoleón and linda, the guinea pigs. you can check it out here :)
I go to my window and what do I see? These babies growing taller and taller and their babies blooming from the soil! Ah, you don’t know how happy this makes me! I have always wanted to plant veggies.
In the first pot we have snap peas, and in the rest cilantro. I’m gonna have to transplant all of the cilantro soon.
Have a very nice Friday!
· i can’t sit still.
· i really just don’t want to open my mouth to talk. sometimes i say too much.
· i want to sleep all day.
· i go many days without shaving my legs.
· i can’t even stand myself.
· i wanna dance even when there’s no music.
· i want to magically appear in another city.
· i am very organized and pay a lot of attention to detail.
· i am the world’s best procrastinator.
· i want to be a mom. sometimes the thought of bringing kids into this messed up world scares me.
in mexico on november 1st and 2nd, people honor their loved ones that have passed on by remembering and celebrating them with different traditions and many festivities. this year my family and I went to a cemetery in mexico to take flowers to those we have buried there.
we take fake flowers, so they last more. but many people purchase real ones. there are many vendors outside the cemetery in case you want to buy some.
if you’re from the u.s. you know that the majority of cemeteries don’t look anything like this. they’re mostly just grass with a plaque on the floor or a cross. I personally like how the ones in mexico look; big cement tombstones where you walk around and not step on. however, as you can see in the photos above, they might break after years. and since this is an old cemetery, the tombs are really close to one another too. still like it though.
to conserve the tombstones clean, from both weeds growing and dirt getting on them, men or kids offer you their services to clean them. some people just do it themselves.
musicians also offer to play your loved ones’ favorite songs.
my mom tells me, and I also have very faint memories of when I was younger, that in years before this area would get so full of people and merchants. now they built a bridge that makes it harder to navigate around, and also the violence here got worse that many people moved out and are scared to visit.
since my grandmother’s house is a few blocks straight from this cemetery, mom and her siblings would offer their house’s front ward to park cars. it’s was like a mexican version of a lemonade stand to make money, haha.
the best part about being mexican: FOOD!
the white and chocolate bread are called conchas– delicious by the way! and the bread next to them is the pan de muerto, the traditional bread.
delicious pastor above // the making of enchiladas below
how mexican housewives become immune to the heat of a stove and oil is beyond me! I can’t even flip a tortilla without it hurting..
my breakfast: tamales made by abuela.
If you read my blog, you know I always say this, but I’m gonna say it again:
I love Mexico.
I do. The people, the culture, the places, the food. <3
Nothing other like it.
I hope you enjoyed this post and that if maybe you’ve always wondered how people in mexico celebrate day of the dead, this helped you visualize it a little more. of course there are way more traditions that people do, but this is what we do in our little town :)
Have a good week, dear readers.
to what appeared to be the start of a good week, turned out to be one of the worst in my life.
My best friend of 5 years, my guinea pig, my baby boy, my adoration, Napoleón…left my side on october 28.
You don’t know how sad it makes me. I am heartbroken. Someone pulled my heart out and ran with it and my emotions; now I’m empty, left with sadness. All I want is to never leave my bed and sleep and maybe cry some more.
Some might say I’m exaggerating, but my goodness, I am not. That little man meant so much to me. You don’t know the number of nights I would come home from school stressed about life, and he would be there, ready to be carried by my arms to cuddle. I would put him on my chest and we would talk; he would make his piggy noises and I would tell him my day and how much I loved him. Suddenly it was all better. He made me better.
Other times he would just cry or touch me with his paw, and that his way of begging for me to carry him, and once I would do that, the crying would stop. He really was like my first kid…
I had him in my arms minutes after it happened– and thank God I was with him because he did not deserve to go alone– and I could not fathom what it would be like to come home to no one needing me. No one waiting for me to cuddle. No one to call by those unique nicknames one thousand times per day. I just… I would just see him, looking so peaceful, and part of my mind didn’t want to believe it and was hopeful he would wake up. I just really couldn’t comprehend. I also couldn’t understand how in the same year I had lost my childhood best friend, grandpa, and my young-adulthood best friend, Napoleón.
I have another guinea pig, Linda. I love her. I can tell she misses her buddy too. If I say her name she just looks up. If I say his name she goes crazy excited. Lately all else does is sleep. I go to her cage, play with her, give her floor time, and snacks, but I know she’d rather be alone (She bites me when I try to touch her). She’s just more independent than he was. However, I want her to know that I am here for her so I still get out of bed and spend time with her. She needs me now.
This is hard.
I got the flu too. I feel sick all over. My muscles ache. My head is pounding. I can’t breathe through my nose. I miss him terribly.
I just wanted to let you guys know since I consider you my friends, dear readers. I’m moping. And I didn’t want to keep it inside because I’d feel worse. I haven’t told anyone else other than those extremely close to me. I’m just not really in the mood to hear “I’m sorry.” Mostly cuz I’ll just start crying again.
The thought of the days to come without him feel out of place, weird, wrong, but with time I’ll learn to accept it. I know he lived a good life and did things many piggies don’t get to do– getting featured in a magazine, being a finalist in an instagram guinea pig contest, getting a blog named after him, changed people’s perspectives on guinea pigs (Oh, I’m so proud of him!).
I know someday I’ll see him again. I know he’s in a good place. I know he’s healthy and happy and probably has a plethora of his favorite foods with him.
He was an amazing, loving guinea pig.
There is so much more I want to say, but I can’t find the words to write or a way organize my thoughts. For now, I have memories, my writings, and pictures.
By the way, today November 1st is the Day of the Dead in Mexico. I wrote this yesterday, but I waited to post this today because I felt it was appropriate since we are supposed to celebrate and honor those that have passed on by remembering them.
I love you Napoleón.
Thank you for everything.
p.s. I made a tag called napo in case you want to get to know him better or see pictures of him. I know I’m gonna do that just now.