tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44963843845539759222011-09-01T08:18:57.796-07:00I have been interested in blogging for some time; but I had the idea that I had to put together these deep messages that were well crafted, creative, and intellectual. I have decided to release myself from those expectations, and begin to write again for fun. This blog is just the junk drawer in my brain. Anything that I want to comment on that has no other place. Here it is...Bonniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09563734463817909412noreply@blogger.comBlogger191100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4496384384553975922.post-22799555903998160902010-12-04T17:24:00.001-08:002010-12-04T17:24:23.812-08:00

You know how when you are in high school, your english teacher assigns you that essay, "What do you want people to say about you after you are gone" or what is the message you want to leave the world with... I have never been able to answer that question. However, I do have a lesson I try to impart on all the people I love, especially those younger than me that are going out into the big bad

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I HATED "Catcher in the Rye"! I had to read this book in my Senior English class back in 1993, and I still haven't recovered. It doesn't suprise me in the least that this book is favorite book of most seriel killers, you have to be crazy to love it.Yes, I know some of you are crazy, my apologies if you are offended. Don't worry it's just my opinion, and I am crazy too.

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My life would be like one of those funny drama's that make you cry like Forrest Gump. I remember seeing that movie the first time and crying from the moment that the first snotty kid said, "Ya can't sit heeere!" till the end...That's what my life is like; it is full of tragic, funny, unexpected moments shared with the same few people that cycle through my life over and over again. I guess

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Two nights ago we went to see the midnight showing of Transformers, my daughter brought along a new boy she has been hanging out with; which was crazy on her part since she had about 13 embarrassing relatives along... including me. I was sitting at the table putting my credit card away when I turned to boy and said, "Do you wanna see a picture of Celia when she was a braceface?" He replied

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This is such a weighty question I almost didn't want to answer it. It is the kind of question that will never have a complete answer... but here is a start... at least for where I am today. Respect Yourself I have only one child. A beautiful teenage girl, and I can't think of a lesson that I try to teach her more than this one. I look at all the young girls around me, her friends, her

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A time capsule should contain some information on the larger world ... so I would try to include some information that effected the whole world as well as some that represents my views specifically... Ipod with a Plugin Charger First, I would record a voice file that explained each item in the time capsule. Then I would load it up with video and audio files that reflect on state of the world

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I have an aunt that calls me Morning Glory. The story behind this name is that when I was a little girl I once told her I wanted my name to be Bonnie Flower. Now you might be imagining that I was a delicate cute little girl with ribbons in my hair, wearing frilly dresses, with lace ankle socks. You would be wrong.I was a little girl with a perpetually runny nose, and scabs on my hands, knees

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Response to ... What Words do you Love!Sadly, when I first read this question the only words that immediately sprang to mind were different kinds of foods. I do love to eat:) So I had to dig deep to also find a non food related word for you.I do have to start with sushi though, because it was my first thought:) but it is not my favorite!Sushi This is the only word that when it's uttered in my

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This past weekend I went with my cousins to see my uncle play at the casino. We were a relativly small group but we make a lot of noise. The fun part of course is singing along if you know the words, and making up your own if you don't. If you have never seen a bunch of drunken mexicans singing you are missing out. For those of you that have been sadly deprived of this very special experience you

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No wedding is complete without a drunken chorus to end the night... well at least not in my family... Volver Volver by Vicente Fernandez This song... is usually one of the last songs of the night, often the last. It is required because all the drunk people want to cry. I mean weddings are very emotional events, and we Mexicans, we are emotional people. We all have the common bond if having our

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So What did you Lose?Some people love and lose the one they love; to death, relocation, or other circumstances that are outside of the control of themselves or even the other person. In those cases it is usually better to have loved and loss; because for a short time they knew love and happiness. They leave that situation with a broken heart, but in time the pain will ease and they will remember

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Mrs. Hovagian, my fifth grade teacher.I often joke that if Mrs. Hovagian were to cross the street in front of my car with a walker I would run her ass over. I would slow down just enough to watch her roll over my hood in slow motion; you know to fully appreciate the moment. That said, I learned alot from her, I still know most of my states and capitals, and my spelling is okay, plus she taught me

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For a street rumble I would roll out with my family, they are CRAZY! My Uncles Chris & Pancho They are not big men, but they kick ass like they are. They can take on greater size and numbers and come out on top, with a smile still on their faces. My Cousin Tini She is the female version of my uncle Chris, she becomes someone else entirely when she fights. If you met her you would never

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This is a small restaurant that serves good Mexican Food. The food is not like the fancy mexican restaurants, but more like what you would have at a Carne Asada (BBQ) at a family party. They serve rice and beans, and a tortillas with most meals, the drinks have free refills; even Horchata! They have these great 6 dollar specials with really big portions. The specials include, enchiladas,

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I wanna dance with somebody by Whitney Houston Back in the late eighties this was on every third video on MTV and VH1 I love you.. you love me by Barney Have you ever had small children, and had to hear and watch a video every day? I kissed

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give me a nice set of knives and a chicken to lay some eggs and a goat so I could have milk and cheese. Please bring me some supplies and tiolet paper and some seeds. If you happen to have it on you a solar powered ipod. Thanks!

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These are my suggestions born of my own and my friends experiences, that said it describes almost every party I have ever been to. Be careful, and watch your drinks, do not accept drinks for strangers, and do not drink from drinks you have put down. Know that you are responsible for your own safety. You see people going to the bathroom in groups of three or more This is pretty sure

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So lately I have been working on my family tree. This is a huge task, especially in Mexican families. I mean there are so many of us. For example both my Mom and Dad have 12 brothers and sisters. Some of whom they barely know. I have 40+ first cousins on my mother's side, and 30+ my father's side; I couldn't begin to guess at how many second and third cousins I have. Besides, who knows how those

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fist holds bleeding heart

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