tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62084682011-04-21T16:33:06.998-07:00a blog written in englishla reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comBlogger3711100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-862658521540841342007-07-06T20:38:00.000-07:002007-07-06T20:42:46.999-07:00

Still alive and breathing.I've stumbled upon new territory. Actually - covered ground I may have passed over years ago but have suddenly allowed myself to wander around in again.I've met someone. Someone genuine, wonderful, ambitious and sincere. I could go on and on..but I won't. What I will tell you is, I truly did not believe this would happen to me again.Sure, people used to tell me all the

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-52492617801818562012007-03-23T11:55:00.000-07:002007-03-23T12:06:37.714-07:00

Yesterday, while passing out fliers for our derby bout this weekend - some sisters of mine suggested we enter the local brewery around the corner.I, of course, didn't think about the overwhelming memories that would flood my heart and soul.As an 18 yr old struggling, college student - I worked at the brewery for several years before applying for (and receiving) the job at the newspaper where I

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1167159734904543272006-12-26T10:56:00.000-08:002006-12-26T11:02:14.920-08:00

1. Even though we have become closer than ever. This is killing me.2. I miss everything about her.3. I need to reprioritize the situation and put them first.4. I fell head first into a hole I did not know would swallow me up.5. Did I mention this is killing me?Okay, now even though there is deep meaning to each I have listed above...I cannot "clean the situation up" so to speak - and fix the

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1165795400889446452006-12-10T15:53:00.000-08:002006-12-10T16:03:20.906-08:00

I haven't written here for a few weeks because I'm going through life altering this and that. Know what I mean?I've thought about my life and how it has played out this past year and I'm still waiting for it to get better as things go along.I'm not saying that I am in a awful/shitty/disturbing position or anything like that, I just expected myself to be in a better situation with living (and

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1163552474741979132006-11-14T16:57:00.000-08:002006-11-14T17:01:14.776-08:00

For the last few days I have read.Not books or short stories.I read entries I wrote years ago on my Live Journal and my diary (on Open Diary). I've been part of both communities since 2001 or 2002. Don't remember - but yes, it has been that long.Normally, I go and update a few times just to keep my accounts open. Lately, however, I have kept myself away for lots of reasons.Rereading stories about

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1162962822228958402006-11-07T21:09:00.000-08:002006-11-07T21:13:42.243-08:00

I've really created a situation for myself.My day is filled with parents calling me about this or that in regards to soccer. A responsibility I know I must own up to.My derby mates call me about all sorts of topics in regards to derby. Now, this I like and am concentrating on completely.It's hard to try and deal with my own life when I'm dealing with soccer coaches getting red carded, players who

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1162232160725436922006-10-30T10:03:00.000-08:002006-10-30T10:34:52.630-08:00

I'm dealing with a situation that surrounds itself around mind and the soul.Most of us have someone in our lives who love us. Whether it is a platonic type of love or a sensual love. I am lucky enough to have both.The more and more I believe that what I am doing - when dealing with men in that sensual sort of love - in creating an adult situation for myself - the more and more I feel I am being

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1161645572326763612006-10-23T16:13:00.000-07:002006-10-23T16:20:51.433-07:00

The situation is becoming out of control.I remember the plans that I made. Those plans that we had together. Everything seems to be falling apart. It happens often. Even though it is not a continuing effect. I always walk forward. Never one to put blame.It is no ones fault. How situations play themselves out.It isn't anyone's fault. How we live our lives.Sure, there is responsibility when it

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1161624780261681352006-10-23T10:30:00.000-07:002006-10-23T10:33:00.290-07:00

Okay, that's a lie.My intentions can partly be good..but for the most part. They are bad. Bad intentions all the way around.Cousin Elena would say that I am someone with good intentions - there are seriously bad people out there with nothing but BAD intentions - but see, I see that as being "evil" intentions. Nothing related to the terms good and bad.I see bad as being "naughty" not nice. I've

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1161304104941085592006-10-19T17:23:00.000-07:002006-10-19T17:28:59.220-07:00

I need a massage. A good one. If you come up from behind and rub my shoulders and neck I will forever be in debt to you.Well, not forever - but certainly for the moment.I will think about you.I may even warm up to you.But I will definitely allow you to touch me.The touching issue. I don't know if I have ever covered that.You know, I liked to be touched - but only by "those who i want to touch me.

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1161196373956590912006-10-18T11:17:00.000-07:002006-10-18T11:32:54.123-07:00

I kept my eyes closed when she climbed in next to me. Her small foot underneath my leg as she pushed the rest of her self away. She takes my sheet but leaves the top cover in an attempt to cover herself. I know she is cold. The early morning weather has been crisp so I lean over and drape her with the comforter. She never sleeps next to me but always has to touch me in some way. To know I am

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1161107651348852722006-10-17T10:52:00.000-07:002006-10-17T10:54:11.373-07:00

Next year I am going to seriously shed some duties in my life. I realize that whatever I have taken on thus far I must follow through with. But next year, it will be a totally different deal. I'm going to work on getting my children into the sports they want to be in instead of taking on an entire team to coach myself. I'm going to give duties away to others. I'm going to work on our new home and

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1161033673492641702006-10-16T14:15:00.000-07:002006-10-16T14:29:03.523-07:00

I'm grasping at straws people.You know, I live my life the way I believe I should. Unfortunately, I seem to give people the impression that they can join me or not. I wonder if I'm ever going to meet someone who thinks differently. Can we go out to dinner sometime? Come over and watch a movie...or better yet, let's go have a drink then take a stroll.Men tend to compare their life to my own when

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1160422834698298512006-10-09T12:35:00.000-07:002006-10-09T12:40:42.290-07:00

This morning the alarm clock rang at 6 a.m. I opened my eyes several minutes after it started to ring and wondered a few times where it was I had to be at.This doesn't happen often. Usually, I am aware of what I need to do...but this morning, I was clueless.Soccer? Nope, that was a few days ago.Work? Couldn't possibly be. I worked all weekend.What was it?Oh yeah, I had to get up and take the

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1159306185500640532006-09-26T14:24:00.000-07:002006-09-26T14:29:45.520-07:00

I am happy today. Surrounded by my mess of emotions.I am happy today. Even though I am in a scheduled panic.I'm always asked how I tend to deal with all of the situations I put myself in. Coaching soccer, coordinating the league, roller derby, parenting and life. It's true, there is a lot on my plate. However, I just don't think I could go through life and just live for the next day without

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1159208273087324342006-09-25T10:57:00.000-07:002006-09-25T11:17:53.120-07:00

Since my grandma's death, life seems to be continually moving forward. I knew that life would...but when you have lost someone that has meant so much to you - all you surround yourself in is "that moment."Now that "that moment" is moving farther and farther away from me - it makes me a mess of emotions.I feel selfish for continuing life without her. Even though I know that sounds ridiculous. But

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1158098433799989022006-09-12T14:51:00.000-07:002006-09-25T11:30:20.620-07:00

This past year has brought on so much change, I often wonder "who it is" that is living this life.It certainly isn't me.I am a nightowl. A happy go lucky gal. Someone who randomly does things (safely) for fun, enjoyment and memories. I see opportunities and I think them through - taking them or leaving them behind.This last year, however, I am someone who is living during the day shift. Falling

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1158011823013328582006-09-11T14:49:00.000-07:002006-09-11T14:57:03.030-07:00

My schedule is full. I've decided to coach Under 8 Boys this year in soccer. My stepsons team, actually. They are pretty good and I am happy about it.The Under 10 girl team I was going to assist on - is becoming a team I am now going to have to coach. It's not something I really wanted to do but will have to anyhow.Thankfully, I have friend Marissa to help out. Poor thing, I hope she doesn't get

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1155339791971451342006-08-11T16:32:00.000-07:002006-08-11T16:43:12.000-07:00

I don't think I'll be able to handle going out during the week for awhile. I swear, going out last night and having to be awake and in my desk at 9:30 a.m. has worn me out (sorta).Drag, drag, drag...I'm tired. Today there is a benefit meeting at 6:30 p.m. tonight that I must be at. It's an important meeting. I wanted to snooze a bit afterward, but that isn't going to work and I know it. I also

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1155232774055730002006-08-10T10:51:00.000-07:002006-08-10T15:29:22.386-07:00

Everything is completely changing in my life. Before you know it, I'm going to have a steady boyfriend. Then the world will completely freeze over and we'll all be in hell.Seriously, everything in my life has changed within a matter of weeks. My gawd, I am almost overwhelmed with change.I feel like Grandma Nell. I really can't handle such different situations coming at me all at once. And they

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1155160452279906962006-08-09T14:44:00.000-07:002006-08-09T14:54:12.303-07:00

Okay, I am busy.Not like - wake up, come to work, go home and relax. No...I am seriously busy.When I worked nights, it was sort of like a relaxation period. Now that I am working days, I am filled to the rim with projects and to-do-stuff. It's pretty unbelievable.I do not think they gave C, the guy who switched shifts with me, as much to do. I swear. When he trained me, there was never this much.

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1154989856384417282006-08-07T15:24:00.000-07:002006-08-07T15:33:04.290-07:00

So far, so good.I've kept to the schedule. I've done everything according to deadlines. I even cleaned up the desk a bit.Right now I'm currently transcribing a tape. They are keeping me busy and I am working, working, working. This shift is entirely different from my old shift.People are so happy to see me, it's kind of weird. And I am yawning - quite a bit. I can't wait to go home and go to

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1154903852127890632006-08-06T15:20:00.000-07:002006-08-06T15:37:32.156-07:00

*sigh*I'm almost in tears just thinking about writing this entry.So, dear readers...tomorrow I start my first fulltime day shift in almost eight years. I was a day worker before I had my second daughter, Maya. When Maya was born, her father aquired a day job (after having taken care of our oldest for several years while I worked days) and gave me the opportunity to stay home with the baby and

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1154651112088100932006-08-03T17:19:00.000-07:002006-08-03T17:25:12.110-07:00

My eyes are tired.I want to drink coffee.It's cold in here, but steamy out there.I used a bathroom far away from everyone.I miss my kids.My ex emailed me all day.I emailed my ex all day.The exchange was decent, but not good.I hate talking to people.Lots of coworkers missed me.I want to skip out and can't.Tonight is art hop.I want to go but I'm tired.I'm going anyhow.I am broke.I got a raise

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1154629856433273412006-08-03T11:25:00.000-07:002006-08-03T11:30:56.463-07:00

Today is my first day shift since whoknowswhen. And I'm tired. Exhausted, as a matter of fact.Last night, after I went back to the apartment, I realized that I can't stay out too late anymore. Even though it's tougher than chewing nails to go to sleep at a reasonable hour. Exhausted and hungry. I thought about going home after work and sleeping for five hours. It sounds good, but won't work.

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1154399693171177582006-07-31T19:13:00.000-07:002006-07-31T19:34:53.193-07:00

For the last eight years of my life I have worked the nightshift. After six p.m. most of the time. This upcoming Monday, however, will be the first day I start working the dayshift again.It feels weird. And I think it feels weird to everyone who actually knows me as well. "Your going to have normal hours?" is what some people say. And "Well, you'll be working amongst the average." is another

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1154292101942979222006-07-30T13:35:00.000-07:002006-07-30T13:41:41.943-07:00

Cool breeze surrounded by a huge amount of water and some of the nicest people around.This past Saturday, my good friend Monique took me up to the Bay to retrieve my (wild and baadd) children. I missed them so.Their godfather (and them) told me about all of the wonderful things they did and the places they were able to visit. Of course, the little one cried the first few days - like I knew she

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1153979514139087112006-07-26T22:48:00.000-07:002006-07-26T22:51:54.140-07:00

I think I'll keep the page this way for awhile.The drab black was giving me the blues I do not have right now. Summer pink will do just fine.In other news:My children were asked to travel with their godfather for the weekend to his residence in San Francisco, with his wife and son included.I am a mess about this. But they, are excited. As if they stumbled upon a house made of candy and filled

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1153971249055493912006-07-26T20:33:00.000-07:002006-07-26T20:34:09.070-07:00

I need to do some rearranging on this page.Be patient :)

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1153882585811811012006-07-25T19:45:00.000-07:002006-07-26T22:47:26.780-07:00

Do you ever have one of those days where you wake up, do normal chores, fix normal stuff and move on to regular duties later in the day...often not realizing that you have completed, finished and have totally lived a day without taking a stance and realizing it at all?I lived today and didn't even realize it. Meaning, it's nearly 8 p.m. at night and I am still wondering exactly how I appreciated

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1153794451140326252006-07-24T19:22:00.000-07:002006-07-26T22:47:35.696-07:00

I get questioned a lot about roller derby. News spreads quickly in my little city. In my little circle even worse. I'm seriously waiting for someone to ask me - as I am pumping gas - "Hey, aren't you.....???"It's a pretty strange thing.Anyhow, I love what I'm doing. It keeps me focused. When I'm skating at practice, trying my hardest to get faster, move around those corners smoother while getting

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1153687043967205922006-07-23T13:32:00.000-07:002006-07-26T22:47:44.303-07:00

Geez, the heat is unbearable. I wonder how those who live in hotter areas (hotter than 112?) can do it.You can hardly breathe. Going outside, even for a few minutes, makes you want to run back in quickly. You don't want to drive anywhere and nothing gets done till after 9 p.m. I've been dying for a cup of coffee, but unless it's iced (which I am not craving) then I can't drink it until early,

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1153452552857518362006-07-20T20:21:00.000-07:002006-07-26T22:47:54.820-07:00

It's amazing how life seems to work itself out.These past few days, maybe even weeks, have left me to question the process of life and how it plays itself out. Why in the world does such misery enter when I am trying to keep myself focused. Move ahead and plan for the future.I am never in a doubt about how fortunate I am, however, always realizing that I could be another person in another life.

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1153083803053193672006-07-16T13:55:00.000-07:002006-07-26T22:48:04.460-07:00

I don't think I have ever "not" had a plan. How I'm going to accomplish this or that. A timeline on when I can pay such bills or conquer important duties.It sucks that real life can get in the way of this important map that I tend to make out while sitting in my bedroom in between cleaning, making lunch or reading. Yeah, I've been reading a lot...a good thing and part of the plan.I want to start

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1152856351731180982006-07-13T22:46:00.000-07:002006-07-26T22:48:12.966-07:00

Things seem to be moving in the right direction. Well, sort of.1) The father of my two girls and I have finally come to an agreement on days in which we will have custody of the children.2) I have an interview tomorrow morning for a day job. A real one.3) My grandmother was moved into a facility that will care for her 24-7.4) I finally seen "the guy" and made it through the night without

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1152152751804959602006-07-05T19:18:00.000-07:002006-07-26T22:48:21.293-07:00

I was unsure how I was going to spend this holiday. I asked my supervisor if I could work, since the girls' were going to be with their dad. But I got turned down. "Enjoy it" she said...I just didn't know how.My mom called and asked me to drop off Grandma at her house. I agreed, but didn't know why. "Have a good time" she said...but I just didn't know how.The Fourth of July is usually spent with

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1151868375066740212006-07-02T12:09:00.000-07:002006-07-02T12:26:15.083-07:00

I really, really hate it that a lot of people in this little ol' city of mine know my business. It's one of the many prices you must pay as someone whom everyone seems to know.A few nights ago I received emails, calls and conversation on who the person I had been dating was dating now. And you know, I didn't really care if he "did" in fact start to date someone else. What I care about is the fact

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1151558852983078382006-06-28T22:20:00.000-07:002006-06-28T22:27:33.000-07:00

Even though it was 100 today, a mild temperature for those of us in the valley...the days to come will soar into the 107 range, making life impossible from 9 a.m. till 9 p.m. Really.The heat brings on a lot of unwanted emotions. We are all stuck inside. Forced to get along with our already mentally challenged personalities. It makes life unbearable for poor grandma. Who already has problems

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1151044133347020642006-06-22T23:24:00.000-07:002006-06-22T23:28:53.363-07:00

Life has been pretty good as of late. Really. It's been super hot and I'm unable to do a lot of things outside...but otherwise, life in general is falling into place. I've got goals again and it feels good.I really need to climb out of my financial hole. One that I fell into juggling life with two kids. Things were super when I had another mate to help me out..but now he has to help himself out

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1149368556719340672006-06-03T13:52:00.000-07:002006-06-03T14:04:15.613-07:00

I'm so glad to be skating regularly again. With the roller derby team once a week, I get to practice new styles in addition to old ones. Jumping, backwards skating, crossing over - are all skills I have acquired as a child who loved to skate. What I seriously need to build is my speed. The more I practice, the faster I want to go.I've also shed that fear factor of slowing myself down. The thought

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1148536376484596132006-05-24T22:45:00.000-07:002006-05-24T22:52:56.503-07:00

I've been such a downer as of late. I want to write about good things. You know, those little things and situations that actually matter. Like the warm breeze that blows in your face as your walking in your yard. The easy feeling you get when you turn on the water hose and fill up your childs pool. Those wonderful smiles that will appear when you know they are excited to be able to dip their feet

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1147765502750638422006-05-16T00:34:00.000-07:002006-05-16T00:45:02.773-07:00

Last year there were a few things I neglected doing with my children. This was due to the unknowing fate of what was going on between their father and I.Unscheduled birthday parties, not one single camping trip, lack of effort on the garden and only one drive up to the lake.When their dad and I were together, the lake was an every other weekend trip. Something that we all loved to do. We'd sit by

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1146810276211357262006-05-04T23:12:00.000-07:002006-05-04T23:25:40.276-07:00

You know, when times are rough and at their lowest...it really makes me feel positive that I can open up to you - at the most oddest times, I know.Today was a hard day. It was one of the hardest I have had to face. I sometimes do not believe what has happened to me inside. You have commented on how much better I have become. And I seriously feel that. But it took a lot and it's such a struggle,

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1146721262127860272006-05-03T22:38:00.000-07:002006-05-03T22:42:13.116-07:00

For awhile now I had been looking up information on rollerderby leagues and teams in the California area. There are so many popping up now, I was waiting for our own city to host one.Finally that has happened.Yesterday I received a call from a very nice gal who has coordinated a team in my city. She knew that I was interested and asked me to come out to their practice.I was stoked!Not only did I

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1146721004494112582006-05-03T22:28:00.000-07:002006-05-03T22:36:44.510-07:00

For the last two weeks - a lot of "life" has started to fall into place. Today is the 11th day of my complete sobriety.And even though I know and understand a majority of why I tended to destroy myself in such a way...I don't really know how it got out of hand?My plans, dreams and future are starting to look more positive and not so upsetting. And even though I have had a few days now where I

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1145332018111889372006-04-17T20:42:00.000-07:002006-04-17T20:48:06.656-07:00

I just don't understand other people sometimes.I can sit in a room full of people and not say a word for hours just because I'm monitoring their quirky behavior. And, yes, I realize "sitting in a room full of people for hours without saying a word" is a bit quirky too...Yes, this week I have realized that I belong to a small group of people who cannot get along with others. Why? Because everyone

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1144979152073472682006-04-13T18:36:00.000-07:002006-04-13T18:45:52.133-07:00

Today we had some sunlight.Bright, bright sunlight. It's been raining for awhile. And when it's not raining, it's just gloomy. Overcast and ick. But not today.I didn't realize that it was the sunlight surrounding my room that actually woke me up before my alarm did. Not, uh.I noticed it, however, as soon as I lifted my head from rinsing my face of its morning conditioning. It immediately blinded

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1144811841763245232006-04-11T20:13:00.000-07:002006-04-11T20:19:29.610-07:00

Today was easy. I managed to live through it while still keeping a smile on my face. All of this is damaging my insides. All this peacefulness.The girls are with me right now during Easter break. I feel bad since this is the time for family and such. When I mean family, I mean one as a whole.This year we are going to go through our first split family holiday. I'm sure it will be fine...and they

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1144741785555054652006-04-11T00:45:00.000-07:002006-04-11T00:49:45.566-07:00

Goods feeling in my opinion are hard to trust. What do they bring and what can they represent? And, why in the world do I over analyze things?I suppose to protect myself. Happiness is not something I take for granted. And lately, I've had too many feel-good-feelings. As if something negative will bounce its way into my life any second.Bounce away..bounce away..Yeah, I can be pessimistic about

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1144300807445100052006-04-05T22:16:00.000-07:002006-04-05T22:20:07.456-07:00

The lack of sunshine or a dry spot on the ground is almost a good thing. The only downer to it all is the lack of exercise I seem to be facing till next weekend or so.And when I mention that to others, they always say "Well, it must be good for you to relax."Uhm, no. I like to eat. Eating puts pounds on my body very easily. Working out diligently, however, takes it off just as fast. Of course at

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1143613825890803762006-03-28T22:24:00.000-08:002006-03-28T22:30:25.900-08:00

I'm here (and there). Reading and writing. I've been thinking about buying a large sketchpad to work with and some new charcoal and pencils.It's all on the list.New business to speak of - a new forum has been started. Join if you have the time.the Vagabond.

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1142400950603897872006-03-14T21:26:00.000-08:002006-03-14T21:35:50.613-08:00

Things have been really hard here, friends. You have no idea.*Last night I thought about how much sleep I would be able to get today. Tired, cranky and upset about life in general...my eyes were swollen from the day before and I knew I needed rest.I thought about it all night last night. I thought about leaving work at a proper time, only to get caught up in an email of destruction that I really

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1142234904164109562006-03-12T23:19:00.000-08:002006-03-14T21:37:59.353-08:00

First of all, Mark- I apologize for not being able to meet up with you and your girlfriend. I will call as soon as I can.*Tears of destruction. That is what I would label all of those that flow from my eyes.*In addition to the mess brewing in my head, my mother called to let me know that one of the local hospitals called her at 5 a.m. this morning.They called to tell her that my brother had a

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1141712645059575702006-03-06T22:16:00.000-08:002006-03-06T22:24:05.060-08:00

I've been working out like a mad woman.A few weeks ago, I started to stay after work to help out my thighs and ass area. Both have been needing a good run, work-out, strengthening - you have no idea.Especially with softball season coming up. I really want to be able to run those bases without pulling a muscle. Having to play with those youngen's motivates me to get in shape. It sure does.Walking

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1141711873141685382006-03-06T21:52:00.000-08:002006-03-06T22:11:13.170-08:00

Several people have asked me if I had fun in the bay area this past weekend. Yeah, I did. But seriously, it wasn't the purpose of my trip.I wanted to go and see friends. Hear music. Hang out in the city and eat good food. Not only did I accomplish all of that, I made new friends, hung out with one of my best friends, took fabulous photos and cannot wait to return.Friday was spent in Oakland

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1141289479106183672006-03-02T00:50:00.000-08:002006-03-02T00:51:19.106-08:00

I've updated my flickr account.The link is to the right....I should be bringing back more photos after this weekend as well.

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1141289355819051182006-03-02T00:45:00.000-08:002006-03-02T00:50:06.620-08:00

You know those rocks I drop along the way? I'm trying to backtrack and pick them up.I don't think I want to drop things anymore. I believe that, as long as I can hold on to a few things in my life right now...they will be the stones I need. The encouragement I seem to lose at times.I have a few of those in my life.This weekend, I was invited to spend some friend time in the bay area. Punk shows

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1140997842014000072006-02-26T15:43:00.000-08:002006-02-26T15:50:42.026-08:00

You know, I never expected you to not see anyone. Not at all. I knew you would eventually find a few women to occupy your time.But see, you made me believe that you weren't involved. Weren't FUCKING around.I feel like a fool.If bought you a Valentine's gift because I wanted you to feel special. I feel like an idiot. You were being "FELT" special by others - where I am miserable and lonely while

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1140673657340791482006-02-22T21:43:00.000-08:002006-02-22T21:47:37.350-08:00

Some "me" time is coming up. And boy, am I ready for it.I should be heading up north in a few weeks. When I can buy a better vehicle, I'll be going more than a few times a year. I've collected a lot of Bay area friends over the past five years or so. Not to mention, two of my best friends actually live in San Francisco city.Anyhow, yes...yours truly is finding the time to "make time" for herself.

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1140591444836257612006-02-21T22:51:00.000-08:002006-02-21T22:58:55.890-08:00

Taking care of my grandmother sometimes (almost often) takes a toll on my emotional well being. There have been so many supporters yet there are those who understand what I am going through while kindly telling me "you know it's okay to give up."No, it's not okay.Seriously, I wish I could leave the house and give up. But HOW WRONG IS THAT?She drives me nuts. But damn, she's my grandma. She

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1140499518821671172006-02-20T21:19:00.000-08:002006-02-26T13:39:53.036-08:00

I'm in serious pain right now.Somehow, while brushing my (too) long hair I pulled some sort of muscle/pinched some sort of nerve or whatever on the left side of my neck near my shoulder.It's seriously, slowly killing me. Eegad it hurts.I've rubbed ointment. I've taken a few muscle relaxer's. I've done yoga. The only thing I cannot do is erase those elder years off my aching body in order for me

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1140390683549514062006-02-19T15:05:00.000-08:002006-02-19T15:13:02.223-08:00

Well, clean at least.My room. I'm talking about my room. The one I mentioned in previous entries. The one that still carried scents, sights and possessions of that-one-husband. Man, I really love that guy.I've been thinking about it, too. A lot as a matter of fact.It really bugs the hell out of me that we cannot get along. Because we have so many things in common. So many similar interest. I

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1140058157471914332006-02-15T18:47:00.000-08:002006-02-15T18:49:17.486-08:00

I updated my flickr account :)Which makes me happy because it means I have a new digital camera.Lots and lots more photos to come.Link to the right...

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1139461398468169672006-02-08T20:58:00.000-08:002006-02-08T21:03:18.476-08:00

Just recently, my life has begun to fill with babies. And none born by me, thank God.I'm talking about my cousin Elena's baby and my brothers new arrival this upcoming August. A second addition to his family after little E was born a few years ago.Having these little ones around makes my heart soar. I love babies. Love to hold them, smell them and give them back when I am doing spoiling them to

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1139370610608099252006-02-07T19:43:00.000-08:002006-02-07T19:56:43.386-08:00

A very good friend of mine passed away today.I've cried all afternoon. Heavy sobs at first...then those eye quenching please don't come out tears. This hurts.I haven't lost a friend in years. Since highschool I believe. It made me feel awful to know he is gone. This is someone who knew me before I had children. Before I was married and before I was of legal age to drink.Someone who I laughed with

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1138331937918534062006-01-26T19:05:00.000-08:002006-02-26T13:41:50.810-08:00

Revolving Still should be the name of a rock band.It feels weird to see my life traveling and moving forward yet - not really moving at all. For example, if you were to see me out and about...with my friends and you would have no idea that I was still married. That's because I am moving forward and act like it to an extent.But if you were to come over to my home and sit in my room with me...you

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1138176787674254352006-01-25T00:07:00.000-08:002006-02-26T13:43:29.820-08:00

I am stuck. In some sort of weird state.Keeping my patience in regards to allowing myself to emotionally care for someone is running out. I need company. Male company. The kind that I can lean against, touch his hand, place my head on his shoulder and do *other* things in the process.I miss my husband.And yeah, there have been many of times where I want to break down and call. Ask for that one

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1137965164466913682006-01-22T13:14:00.000-08:002006-02-26T13:44:45.030-08:00

For the last few months I've been throwing out the idea of renting a room or small studio for myself. At this moment, I have the extra cash to do so and really would like a place of my own.This stems from the jealous (while excited) feelings I have toward my husband and his new place. Each time I go to visit he has something new to add. Don't get me wrong, I'm very happy that he is able to have a

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1137653944079364542006-01-18T22:49:00.000-08:002006-01-18T23:06:02.573-08:00

This week has gone by so fast. Before I knew it, it was Wednesday.In our home Wednesday is "piano day." It's the day my youngest daughter and I travel to my eldest daughters school to pick her up and drive her to her piano lesson.It's the day that we can either:1) Waste time at Barnes&Noble.2) Waste time at Starbucks.3) Travel to the nearest mini-mart to fill up the gas tank and buy snacks just

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1137136877209953002006-01-12T21:54:00.000-08:002006-01-12T23:22:59.970-08:00

I always want to think that I have some sort of break in responsibility. But seriously, I just wouldn't be "me" if I didn't have a gazillion things to do.I will be having a small break after this weekend (the last soccer tournament till September). A small break from practices twice a week and Saturday morning games.Maybe, just maybe, I can get on some sort of softball team this March. That would

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1136754317051682932006-01-08T12:52:00.000-08:002006-01-08T13:05:17.140-08:00

I knew that if I continued to wait it out and take my time - situations would slowly fall into place.And even if I do not know that to be precisely true, it sure feels good to get the response I want from certain people.Here's a question I've been pondering with other ladies:Why is it that, when you are in a state of "serious emotional like" with a man, the affection seems to go unreturned until

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1136367933383550982006-01-04T01:32:00.000-08:002006-02-26T13:47:39.950-08:00

I thought I could handle it. I practically did. I even told myself to get through it all.I had the option of1) Leaving at 11 p.m. and driving through town before the stroke of midnight so I could be by "those crazy punk rockers" or whatever.2) Staying with Grandma while acknowledging the fact that yes, the ol' lady made it to 2006. Yet another year. Go Grandma.Of course I picked numero dos. I

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1136367168302521072006-01-04T01:30:00.000-08:002006-01-04T01:32:48.313-08:00

I think people forget who I am sometimes.Either that or their last impression of me gave them some sort of hope at forever being nice.Seriously, "being nice" is a privilege. It's not handed out for fun. It's given to those who deserve it.And trust me, you won't get it otherwise.

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1135919333371331362005-12-29T20:47:00.000-08:002005-12-29T21:08:53.416-08:00

I thought about the list of things I still have to get through today.I thought about it after noticing the leaves that have resurfaced down our long (a mile to me, a few hundred feet to you) driveway. Then of course, the small bits of trash that have floated onto our yard from the street.Gotta get those sometime soon.After bringing in the groceries, I began pulling out the old stuff in the

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1135840533600516592005-12-28T23:09:00.000-08:002005-12-28T23:17:52.743-08:00

That's me. I'm blowing up.Like a balloon.This happens every year. Last year, I caught myself early and was able to maintain. But this year, nope - not even close.When I took on the job as coordinator of the soccer league, I pushed aside Fall softball (we call it Fall Ball) - something I love. Only because, I knew I would have my hands tied with my own soccer team, the younger soccer team in

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1135834494518342292005-12-28T21:32:00.000-08:002005-12-28T21:34:54.516-08:00

I don't know about you...but as a blogger who is constantly unhappy with her page - I tend to rearrange things now and then. Which sometimes leads to "erased coding."Which means, I sit here and rack my brain trying to figure out what it was that I originally erased. Thankfully, I am one who prints out any finished version of my template so I know what coding I used to begin with.Back-up plans,

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1135735882744530822005-12-27T18:05:00.000-08:002005-12-27T18:11:22.756-08:00

The year, it's almost over.I know there are people who live each day one after the other. And yes, I'm the same way - to an extent.When the year comes to an end, however, I mark it as a time to readjust. Look around, see where I'm at in Life and re evaluate what I want to do with myself.Where will I be in five months from now and what do I want to accomplish during that time? I often wonder,

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1135234549401521732005-12-21T22:49:00.000-08:002005-12-21T22:55:49.413-08:00

For the 12th day of Christmas my true love gave to me....a damn day off.I've been working for the last twelve days. Yes, you heard right.With my fav co-worker Karina on vacation along with training a new gal in our department - in addition to the new editor that is still learning how to handle the shift...I am left to hold everything together. And that is what I have done.I have accumulated

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1134876865032336112005-12-17T19:29:00.000-08:002005-12-17T19:34:25.046-08:00

I'm losing it. All of it. My marbles. They are out of my hand and rolling all over the damn floor.I can:1) get on my knees and pick them up.2) leave them alone and hope no one falls.3) brush them aside with my shoe and pick them up later.Which one? I don't know. I'd probably attempt to do each one while giving up and dropping to my knees, crawling around and picking them up. Eventually, yes, that

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1134629886406845412005-12-14T22:54:00.000-08:002005-12-14T22:58:06.416-08:00

I'm here.And there.Soccer season has just ended leaving me with the All-Star tournament to deal with in addition to the end of the year banquet.I've decided to host the banquet on our school campus during a Saturday afternoon. Normally, it is held at some indoor facility blah blah blah..but this year, I am in charge and I have decided to host this bitch at our school. Sorry..the ghetto just flew

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1132199049989767182005-11-16T19:39:00.000-08:002005-11-16T19:44:10.000-08:00

I couldn't believe it was Wednesday.For some reason, I had Tuesday-feelings all day.The day went by fast, a first...and without drama. Even though it isn't over yet, there were hardly any tears. I would like to say there weren't any at all, but songs and a few other things twitch a nerve that unleashes several drops at a time.Drip, drip, fall. Drip, drip, fall.It's getting better. People are

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1132041633643871272005-11-14T22:55:00.000-08:002005-11-15T00:01:09.266-08:00

It was 3 a.m. when I woke up. Shivering cold, sweaty chest and heavy head.I mustered up enough energy to throw the comforter over while getting up and trying to walk to the heater. It was off and I knew it. I had fallen asleep trying to remind myself to wait for the dryer to finish so I could turn the heating system on.I could have turned both the clothes dryer and the heating system on at the

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1131917794104504742005-11-13T13:28:00.000-08:002005-11-13T13:36:34.120-08:00

This is going to take awhile.Even though I have a backpack of patience that I carry around continually...I'm so tired of my life being a constant guessing game. I'm just not used to this, people.I'm programmed to be a mom, caretaker, friend and coach..strong woman. And much more, I'm sure. But right now, those are my settings.This emotional crap I am going through are hindering those programmed

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1131681184697394792005-11-10T19:46:00.000-08:002005-11-10T19:53:04.710-08:00

I think too much. This is a fact.When situations start to become unbearable, I pick apart the scenario and try to re evaluate what went wrong. I concentrate on what is important and gather the rest up and move forward.As if these situations are toys and they are scattered around me. I am putting them away one by one, with the most important being handled first.I often wonder if other people

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1131607546900747532005-11-09T23:22:00.000-08:002005-11-09T23:25:46.913-08:00

My schedule is filled right now. I have no time for anything.I'm thinking of going to Oakland during the holiday weekend. I really would like to get away from this gloom and doom.My days are getting a bit better. I think that I just need time.Of course that is what I need. It's just really hard. I have to wake up everyday to the reality of what is going on. It bothers me that my relationship is

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1130715384159165322005-10-30T15:35:00.000-08:002005-10-30T15:40:33.860-08:00

I'm in a strange spot right now. I can feel situations ahead that will mean something to me and my life. I can feel those decisions as they assemble beforehand and prepare for our first and final meeting.

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1129781519275326232005-10-19T21:05:00.000-07:002005-10-19T21:11:59.280-07:00

A few Friday's ago, I told myself that I would keep away from the scene along with those that make me "think entirely too much." They know who they are.Then, this past Friday made me realize (even more) that I needed to readjust my focus and attitude on people, places and things. I was getting too caught up in situations I have no business being in. Yeah (I'm trying not to be a liar on that one).

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1129696697751625902005-10-18T21:18:00.000-07:002005-10-18T21:38:17.786-07:00

I've been wanting to run away again. Out of town. The upcoming festivities around the Bay, in Las Vegas and even in Los Angeles make me yearn to leave this place.But I can't. I really, really can't.Everything is centered around soccer right now. The games I coach are from morning till noon every Saturday. If I decide to head out of this city and enjoy myself, it would be at the expense of making

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1129495491653250002005-10-16T13:40:00.000-07:002005-10-16T13:44:51.653-07:00

I'm hormonal. I can tell.Isn't that a great way to start an entry? As if you already know "she's emotional right now," dare I read further?Even though I already knew this about myself, I finally accepted the fact that I get disappointed too easily in people - and maybe, just maybe - I should just stick to myself.For years I have kept the same small group of close friends. The same go for my

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1129495146877441372005-10-16T13:36:00.000-07:002005-10-16T13:39:06.883-07:00

The P - T - A president called me back the following morning and told me that they were going to allow us to rent two booths at the carnival at no cost.We raised $146.00 selling Churros and raised 196 tickets (we will get a check for that Monday) at a Soccer Shoot-out game we hosted.I am the master soccer coordinator, ya'll.

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1129098072248198662005-10-11T22:55:00.000-07:002005-10-11T23:21:12.286-07:00

I think we can add "Most Confrontations" to the list of all of the things that are occurring in 2005.This past year alone, I've been confronted by a pretty large handful of angry people. You would never think that people would have a problem with me. Or that they would attempt to call me on small petty things. Don't they know I always win?Almost, always. It's a fact.Anyhow, today my anger level

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1128998175599418952005-10-10T19:22:00.000-07:002005-10-10T19:36:15.606-07:00

It happened while making a u-turn.I was already thinking fast, panicking about dropping off the soccer nets on time. Rushing to get the oldest because our game was first. It was all a rush. Then it happened. Like a bolt of lighting.I finally realized, as I made that u-turn - that maybe I was doing "too much." Slow down, I told myself. Really, give something up.I think I'm taking on much more than

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1128573511039224382005-10-05T21:29:00.000-07:002005-10-05T21:38:31.046-07:00

Everyone who knows me is aware that if you call between 9 a.m. and noon - you might very well catch me asleep.I say "you might catch me" because, I am one of those people who sleep and continue to answer the phone. Giving you an earful of murmurs, uh-huh's and "I'll call you back" excuses.I do this everyday.Mostly, because, I am paranoid it is my childs school calling. "Soandso is ill, can you

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1128479468497442252005-10-04T19:15:00.000-07:002005-10-04T19:31:08.503-07:00

Today was the first day we had a crisp, cool breeze constantly flowing. It made me think of a lot.Winter clothes, new boots, Halloween, the costume parade, Thanksgiving...then Christmas and the new year followed by Soccer All-Stars...then our banquet. Back to back to back activities. Along with my own punk show here and there.This weekend friends will be visiting from Oakland. It will be a fun

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1128391457853366882005-10-03T18:57:00.000-07:002005-10-03T19:04:17.860-07:00

After conquering opening game day (this past Saturday) I am finally able to breath a little.Only three little ones are left to register. All of em' Under-6's. Nothing to worry about. Next task - picture day.I've scheduled team pictures with the photographer to be on November 5th at 2 p.m. I thought this would be a great time and day until I found out that one team (the Under-12 Boys) play at 2

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1128303488122177342005-10-02T18:28:00.000-07:002005-10-02T18:38:08.130-07:00

Usually, I tell people that I am unreachable between the months of September through January.Of course, some forget. It's soccer season and I am totally consumed. To the point where every other thought involves something soccer-related.There are people who refer to me as a "soccer mom" and that kind of offends me. Why? Because it's a stereotype for women who carpool their soccer kids from game to

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1125887028405556892005-09-04T19:13:00.000-07:002005-09-04T19:23:48.410-07:00

Lately, I've been having flashbacks of what it was like oh-so-long ago when I was absent some sort of mate.* Wanting to go and grab a bite to eat alone, instead of with someone - or that person you wanted to go with.* Opting to do things solo, just because you do not want to waste your time finding someone to do things with.* Having that awful feeling of going home to an empty bed.Now, more than

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1125646102886227182005-09-01T23:54:00.000-07:002005-09-02T00:28:22.906-07:00

One of the most important key elements when networking or communicating with the public is name remembering.I learned this a long time ago when I told myself I would try and remember each person I dealt with to avoid the "I'm sorry...your name again?" line.And yes, it is a difficult thing to do. Last year, I was dealt with the memory card of a lifetime when I opted to coach one soccer team and

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1125383594224896752005-08-29T23:26:00.000-07:002005-08-29T23:33:14.230-07:00

I'm still a mess.Today I had lunch with good friends (Amber and Petey) at Irene's a little after noontime. It felt good to sit amongst great company talking about this or that. Or nothing at all.I told them how I was doing too much in life and wondered when I was going to hit a brick wall. Or maybe, I should just give up. A thought that never really enters my mind.Amber was appalled, of course,

la reinahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08622546146914812013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6208468.post-1125041338488600362005-08-25T23:14:00.000-07:002005-08-26T00:28:58.563-07:00

My emotions have been strapped to the front of a speeding locomotive.Due to soccer registration, the upcoming reunion, my fathers stresses over said reunion, bills that need to be paid tomorrow, LGB playing this Saturday along with finding time to hang out with Amber...I am an emotional mess.To the point where I want to do my favorite Elena-thing, curl up in my bed, sleep, relax and pretend

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