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Two years later

Today I opened my WordPress account to a surprising reminder, today two years ago I registered my account, so I had the “Happy Anniversary” orange bubble waiting for me. I had completely forgotten about this, not like I keep track anyways, but seen the reminder made me think of how little attention I’ve been paying to this little piece of me. I haven’t been posting at all lately and I sign in once in a blue moon to check on the amazing bloggers I follow, because even when I am not working I don’t want to miss out on their work.

Seeing  the notification reminded me not only of the anniversary but the reason why I decided to create the blog two years ago, I wanted to share my happiness, my love for New Orleans, photography and life with the world. I wanted others that might think like me to have someone to relate to, I was also happy and in one of the best places I’ve ever been in life, but somewhere along the way I lost my happiness and with it my motivation to write and share with the word. I can’t tell where or why it happened, I can only tell that the spark it’s not there anymore, and it saddens me, but some how I am not able to get over this never-ending writers block. I am literally forcing myself to write this right now.

I am, in a very millennial way of speaking, OVER IT. The orange bubble will not be a reminder of how I lost track, but instead a reminder for me to force myself to get out of these endless blues, because if I let it completely take over I probably won’t be able to get out. This not only relate to my blog, but to life in general, I need to get back in track with everything, my health, my mental state, my blog and photography, I am not saying I will be back to where I was when I decided to start two years ago right away, but I am going to take steps to get there. If I’ve done it once before I can do it once more, it is an ongoing war with myself and the positive say of me will win.

Happy Anniversary to me!

 

XOXO

 

 

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Bye random dude

As many of you might know if you’ve read my previous posts I’ve been actively dating for the last two years or so, I’ve been single for about six years now and once I moved to New Orleans I decide to give dating a try since I never really did it when I was back in Miami, mostly because I had my friends and family who entertained me 24/7, but once I moved to New Orleans I didn’t have that any more and I though it was a good opportunity to actually give it a try.

I’ve tried online dating, I’ve tried dating dating, I’ve tried take that random dude from the bar home dating, and yes I’ve had a few short relationships develop from all the game, and some of them actually pretty intense, but I have yet to find someone I like enough not to send packing or that likes me enough not to run away once they realize I’m crazy (I blame that on me being Hispanic and we leave it at that).

Any ways in the last few months I have been come apathetic to the whole dating thing, specially the online part of it, most of my online accounts have already been deleted by lack of usage, but from time to time I go on Tinder because 1. I love a free meal and 2. it can be funny. So this week I matched with some random and we set up a date for Friday.

As you all know I decided for the new year Friday afternoons are going  to be for me and me only, but since he was being nice and asked me out I decided to go on a date with him, but comes Friday and things got complicated, I got off work much later than I was expecting, my mother asked me to help her out with some stuff, plus I was 2 hours stuck in traffic! When I saw that things were just not going the way I had planed them, and maybe 2 hours before our set up time I texted him asking for a rain check, and told him how sorry I was it was so last-minute, but he though I was lying to get out the date, so here I was trying to explain myself to a complete estrange and make him believe I was not just looking for a way out, I was actually looking forward to the date.

At some point during the “I call bullshit on you” interaction I realized that I didn’t own him such an extensive explanation, like the fuck dude I don’t know you and I honestly do not care what you think the reason  for me to change plans is, I am being honest and apologizing for the fact that I can’t make it, also asking to reschedule, and you want to make me feel guilty and bad about the fact that shit doesn’t always go as plan, hell no! So I unmatched him and went on with my Friday free of guilt, helped my mother with what she needed and went home early enough start reading a new book and to go to bed at a decent time, I am actually happy I cancelled.

Dating is way to complicated at times, the way I see it shouldn’t though, you meet someone if you like them and want to spend time with them then you do and if not then you don’t, but people always want to put these expectations on your shoulders that you can’t carry, other times they are not clear on what they are looking for and lead you to be the one placing all the expectations on them, and if they aren’t met we make the other person feel guilty about the fact that some times shit does not go as plan or as we like it to be.

I honestly don’t even get upset anymore, I just go with the flow and try not to care, of course it doesn’t always work, but at least I am not online acting crazy with someone who doesn’t know me and no one is writing blog post about how psychotic I am.

I am out!

Only 5 days into the new year and things are looking pretty damn good for me, and I might be talking ahead of times, but since I am not pregnant I don’t thing it would be a great deal if it all fails.

Today before work, and yes I am typing this while at work, I went and picked up the key to my first ever apartment away from home. Yes I am 27 and yes I have never lived away from home, deal with it people!

Although I am moving in with roommates, witch is not what I really wanted, I am extremely excited about this new chapter in my life, I am looking at it as a way of growing up and becoming less dependent on others. Last year I learned to depend less on my cousins and friends by leaving Miami, this year I am stepping a title bit further out of my comfort zone and into becoming almost a functional adult, and I think I am going to do great!

And if I fuck up I’ll run crying back to my mamma but at least I can say I tried, and no one can take that from me! I wanted to share with you this good news and I wanted to remind you all that once an opportunity comes to you to take it, you never know if its going to go right or wrong but you will gain experience and maybe one or two cool stories to tell your kids!

I am moving in tomorrow and me and my bottle of wine cannot wait!

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XOXO

 

Feliz Noche Buena!

For latinos today is Noche Buena aka the day we eat like crazy and celebrate around our love ones. This is the 2nd year I am away from my big family, and although I have my mom and my sister with me I miss the big party and the getting all dress up for dinner, hopefully next year it will be different!

I wish ya’ll a Merry Christmas and hope everyone has a great time with does they love!

Feliz Navidad!

 

XOXO

15 Mid-Century Modern Dream Homes that will Kill Your Children

I came across this post and I cannot stop laughing. I personally do not have children, so worrying about safety would probably come in last place if I ever decided to buy a house. I do love open spaces and modern architecture though. Some, if not all, of the design aspects show on this article are of my liking, but now I am questioning how ready I actually am to become a parent.

My poor children would be known at the ER if I get to buy a house before having them. For the sake of my imaginary future children lets hope I keep renting.

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The clean lines, the geometric decorative elements, the seamless blending of indoor and outdoor space… I sure do love mid-century modern architecture.

Do you know what I love more? My children. And that is why I will never live in my MCM dream home. Because mid-century modern architecture is designed to KILL YOUR CHILDREN. (Also, moderately clumsy or drunk adults).

im_certain_none_of_these_children_reached_adulthood We can be reasonably certain that none of these children reached adulthood.

As a public service, Projectophile is alerting its readers to the dangers posed by key elements of mid-century modern residential design.

1.  OPEN LEDGES:

I love open, flowing space as much as the next modern girl. But I know it would only be a matter of minutes before my kid flings himself off one of these deadly ledges…

ledge5redarrow Red arrows show the direction of travel of children’s bodies

ledge2 What four-year-old can resist that hidden nook?

ledge4-read arrow That’s going to…

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