New beginnings

I decided that this blog is coming to an end. I shared a lot on this blog however, most of it makes me kinda sad. I was going through a lot when a lot of the posts' were written and now is time for a new start. I'm now on WordPress and the blog is called El Son De Mi Corazon.

Strange Days...

So the weather is kinda weird lately in L.A. either way too hot or cold and soupy. There's been a few small earthquakes in the last 24 hours, and the mood is kinda weird. I'm happy summer is coming but today I got news that my dad is not feeling well. He had a stroke last summer and he has not followed doctors orders, so the inevitable is happening. I spoke to my sister and she says he's been tired and sleeping all day which is very out of character. He keeps telling my mom weird things like "oh well, I'm gonna die soon, so I may as well keep doing what I do", etc. He's been saying he feels like it's his time to go. He's been having weird dreams and just acting weird. So what I can do? I am 90 minutes away from my parents and I can either A)try and go over there and cheer him up b) try and get him to change his ways, c) keep living life as he has kept living his. All of this is sad but I also feel like over the past year I have somewhat mentally prepared myself for being dad-less. If he's not happy, if he's not feeling well, and if he truly is suffering, I say let him be. Life is short and we live it how we want, for ourselves and no one else. No one lives with the consequences of our decisions but ourselves. Of course it's sad. But what can I do? My sister already has a party planned for this Saturday so that he can spend time with his friends and we can "enjoy our time with him now". She's really convinced he's going to die, and soon. To make matters worse my mom's psychic friend warned her about an upcoming death that would be very tough on her. Yeah this woman knows my mom well it's not like she called Dionne Warwick or Miss Cleo. This woman straight up warned her, and my extra superstitious mom and sister are really taking this seriously. I kinda broke down at work today and started to cry and my coworkers were caught completely by surprise but they were very understanding. I cried (not because of the psychic) but because of the thought of my dad suffering through strokes and my mom having to watch the man she loves fall apart. I get stressed out thinking about it. So much is going on lately. School, family stuff, everyday stress, my own health issues, and a long awaited vacation I may not enjoy because I will be thinking about my family the entire time. Getting through all of these adult type emotions is tough when your heart is young and weak. I am doing my best to stay positive and take things one a time.

It's been a long time

I doubt anyone reads this and is wondering "why hasn't Yvette blogged lately?". Well the answer is that I have been busy with school, work, family, and random life b.s. Today was shitty but 2010 hasn't been too bad so far. My grandma did pass away totally unexpected but I've come to grips with that and moved on. I guess March has been shitty but let's hope that it was just the first half of march. Anyway I should be writing a paper.

Bruce Jenner almost made me cry.

Today has been a nice bummy day. Now I find myself watching Khloe Kardashian's wedding to Lamar Odom on E! Anyway these past 3 months have been super stressful with school, work, and this shitty economy. Not to mention I'm a total worry wort about my dad all the time. I worry too much. It needs to stop.
Other than that good things have happened. I decided to take it upon myself to plan a family reunion for July'10 in Guadalajara. We'll see how it goes. Also last tuesday I met Wes Anderson and Jason Schwartzman. hmmm... my grades are pretty good. The only class I am concerned with is my research methods class. What hasn't happened is a little something called working out. I need to get back there ASAP. I have a wedding to be in in about 4 weeks or perhaps 8 weeks, who knows. Monica and Aaron are having a hard time trying to set a date. OK I was just checking in. I gotta get back to this wedding on tv.

Carried-away

Well I finally watched the Sex and the City movie, which I shouldn't say "finally" about, I should say "actually". I never even watched that show for more than 5 minutes. I am not a girls' girl and I don't have one night stands or dream about haute couture. After Jesse and I got home from El Taconazo I turned the TV on and gave that movie a shot. It's OK for what it's worth, it's a movie for women who are obsessed with other womens lives. I am not really interested in the personal lives of women because I just don't get women. It may sound stupid but I'd say women are wacky. Too emotional for me, not enough logic. I know this sounds like I'm bashing my own kind but I am not. It's all true. I will stop the women hating now, I mean they're not all horrible. I have about 6 or 8 good women friends (most of whom I don't see more than once or twice every 2 months). Women friendships require a lot of attention, and luckily my friends are either busier than me, or in another zip code.
Today was hot as all hell here in good ol' Burbank. The fires have created a huge cloud of ash and smoke to fill my landscape. My lungs are probably filled with nasty carcinogens at this point, but not having AC requires that I leave my windows and doors open. I'm going to try my best to make it to the beach tomorrow. I should get out of the Valley and onto the coast. I have loads of reading to do for class and the beach maybe the place to get it all done.

wacky wednesdays.

I took a test for the L.A. Dept. of Health today. Apparently they liked my application for the Spanish Medical Interpreter position so they called me in for a test. I showed up at the office along with 15 other women and possibly one dude, (not that he was possibly a dude, but there was at least one dude there, maybe two, who cares, anyway) we line up and are taken into the room and are handed an exam. My exam consisted of a 2 paragraph medical consent form in English. I was given 30 minutes to translate it into Spanish. A breeze, right? Well not really. I totally choked. Not completely but on the last sentence which said something to the effect of "...will be deemed advisable". How do you say deemed in Spanish??!! I was screwed. I tried to B.S. my way out of it so we'll see if I get called back for the second exam. The second exam is a verbal exam which will be a breeze because that's what I used to do when I worked for the hospital. ANYWAY after that I went to work and asked myself why I did. I had just come back to work after a few days away and things at work are a little odd lately. We got new CEO and she's moving shit around. "Restructuring". OK i just lost my train of thought. BBL.

August. Finally.

The summer has had it's ups and downs. The downs have definitely outweighed the ups. Last week my dad had a stroke. To those who know him it didn't come as too much of a surprise. He's drinks, he smokes, he's hot tempered and lives on a red meat diet. His mother died from heart disease and he never, ever sees a dr. With all of this said you'd think I would have taken this event a lot lighter, but I didn't. It totally served as a wake up call. Wake up and make your dad proud, sort of wake up call. Hurry and appreciate him while he's alive, be sure and spend more time with him, etc... I will admit I am not the best daughter, I mean our relationship was a total mess for about 10 years of my life and I can say that I felt hate towards him at times. Now that I am older I understand things a bit better and accept the fact that parents aren't perfect. We shouldn't judge them or their decisions, we should just be happy we moved out of the house (for those of us who have managed to move out). Anyway I have to make more of an effort to spend time with my dad, and mom.