As I sit here in the maddness that is my mom's kitchen, I am having a moment of sanity or insanity. Why is it wrong with being able to "stop and the smell the roses"? My kids were trying to get my mom's attention about something on the computer and she couldn't stop because she was to busy cleaning up the kitchen. So I started to reflect on this past year.....
....we had two new members join the family (sophia and evan),
a couple finally got engaged,
a few reached their 30's,
a family moved back to California from ugly 'ol el paso,
somebody stepped out of their alcoholic abyss,
some moved in, some moved out,
a long courtship ended in a beautiful August wedding,
we had some scary hospital visits (tia hortence),
the mountains above pasadena burned,
somebody got their driver's license, finally,
somebody got a new office job for the first time,
new cars/trucks were leased/financed,
some started their college education,
an adventurous soul skydived on his birthday,
Omar got on facebook,
we had a great 80's summer party (where a white boy won the dance contest),
11 cousins camped out to watch a teen-romance vampire flick at midnight,
twitter brought us together and apart...
let's see what else you guys can come up with. And let's try to encourage our parents to stop and smell the 'blog' too....
