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para los que quieren escuchar. i have found it hard to pour my heart out with a limited amount of time. durante el verano, es tiempo de visitar a esta or este. no se olviden los que se estan cambiando. unos que corren para north carolina otros que se van para el ghetto. i tell you it is hard to keep track.
it is hard to keep up or deal with screaming children at 10 at night. children that do no listen to their parents. i am literally frustrated. i love them, but they are so spoiled. i miss the old days when the parents would beat the living day lights out of us because we said, "why?" let us not forget when they use to use the extension cord for the plancha or the wooden spoon in the kitchen. it was pretty much the closest weapon they could find. the belt was always the best one. i remember trying to hide it too. they always got another one. i should have behaved more.
my father's birthday was on sunday. we went over to "la sopita". my daughter calls Huck Finns "la sopita". it is a good breakfast place that is open 24 hrs. it is on the corner of damen and archer. it does not have the best food, but the pancakes are really good. i also love their chopped steak. my daughter loves the soup there always orders that with fries. we have ordered a lot of items on the menu for her, but she always ends up eating or asking for a bowl of soup with fries. bueno...as we were walking there. i was discussing some business ventures with my father (huh, doesn't that sound fancy). actually they are selling their house because of some shady things that are going on in their life with family members. i really want to buy a home with them to get some property. everything is so expensive, pero La Vieja no quiere. i spend most of my weekends with my mom and some family. it would make sense. a la misma vez, i can understand. sometimes i want to go to my home away from them. quien nos entiende. so...we are discussing thing and i start to remember having my parents send me to get cigarettes at the age of 7 or 8. they would sell me the cigarettes. sometimes i got lucky and got to get some candy with the change. it was the best. they would also send us to get milk at the corner store. flash to the future, my daughter asked me if she can go to the corner gas station to buy something. i told her no. i was wondering maybe i am being over protective, but then again she is only 6. what do you guys think? i just think it is strange how we have pamper our youth now. it may be a sign of the times too. i just don't know.
perdonen for the blurts. i just typed what i thought.
sinceramente,
Santiago.
P.S.
para los que quieren escuchar. i have found it hard to pour my heart out with a limited amount of time. durante el verano, es tiempo de visitar a esta or este. no se olviden los que se estan cambiando. unos que corren para north carolina otros que se van para el ghetto. i tell you it is hard to keep track.
it is hard to keep up or deal with screaming children at 10 at night. children that do no listen to their parents. i am literally frustrated. i love them, but they are so spoiled. i miss the old days when the parents would beat the living day lights out of us because we said, "why?" let us not forget when they use to use the extension cord for the plancha or the wooden spoon in the kitchen. it was pretty much the closest weapon they could find. the belt was always the best one. i remember trying to hide it too. they always got another one. i should have behaved more.
my father's birthday was on sunday. we went over to "la sopita". my daughter calls Huck Finns "la sopita". it is a good breakfast place that is open 24 hrs. it is on the corner of damen and archer. it does not have the best food, but the pancakes are really good. i also love their chopped steak. my daughter loves the soup there always orders that with fries. we have ordered a lot of items on the menu for her, but she always ends up eating or asking for a bowl of soup with fries. bueno...as we were walking there. i was discussing some business ventures with my father (huh, doesn't that sound fancy). actually they are selling their house because of some shady things that are going on in their life with family members. i really want to buy a home with them to get some property. everything is so expensive, pero La Vieja no quiere. i spend most of my weekends with my mom and some family. it would make sense. a la misma vez, i can understand. sometimes i want to go to my home away from them. quien nos entiende. so...we are discussing thing and i start to remember having my parents send me to get cigarettes at the age of 7 or 8. they would sell me the cigarettes. sometimes i got lucky and got to get some candy with the change. it was the best. they would also send us to get milk at the corner store. flash to the future, my daughter asked me if she can go to the corner gas station to buy something. i told her no. i was wondering maybe i am being over protective, but then again she is only 6. what do you guys think? i just think it is strange how we have pamper our youth now. it may be a sign of the times too. i just don't know.
perdonen for the blurts. i just typed what i thought.
sinceramente,
Santiago.
P.S.
posted by Santiago at 9:58 PM
3 Comments:
i don't have children but i don't think i would be able to send my six year old out on their own. too many crazies out there. i don't think you are being over protective, es mejor prevenir que lamentar.
very true señora CC. i agree totally. as i kid i remember being sent out for cigarettes, milk, or las tortillas. it is funny how times have changed.
i agree with cracked chancla...btw i love that picture of maria felix...times are different now. there are soooo many perverts and crazy people out there. trust your instinct santiago.
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