This Funny Thing Called LIFE

We had Kylee since June 18 and she is still here with us. Its a joy to have a kid in the house. She is a girl so she was not more of a rugrat like Ondrej. Dont get me wrong, I love fatboy! He is like my son but the little rascal is not an Alfalfa but more of a Spanky. He gets along with Beamer perfectly because they both love wrestling.

Of course I feel left out.

Kylee is more of my wavelength. More of a mini-me. A little more girly than I was way back (Arte much!) but a mini-me nonetheless.

My sister, Sugar's bestfriend Carlos is Ky's Daddy. And next week Sugar will be driving with Ondrej from Virginia to New Jersey (fetch my Mom) and then head to The Riv. I miss them. I dont get to hang out with them a lot but maybe in due time we will.

I might enroll in Zumba next week. I heard a lot of it. I know that I needed an exercise and I am perfectly aware that lazy is my middle name when it comes to exercise.

Life is still winning nonetheless.

Quincy Market

It has been common knowledge that I am in awe of Boston. The historical sites are phenomenal. I felt somehow transported. I even think to myself that I like it better than Manhattan. Beamer (also known as the hubster) and I together with Jamie, Sal & Kylee went for a walk in Boston one day. We did not finish the Freedom Trail but I will prod the hubster to do it one day.

Anyway, yesterday Beamer and I agreed that our tables on our Farm wedding will be named after places we liked and adored. 

Getting married has ups and downs and I realized that its a fact of life. If you don't argue it is not a marriage. So yes, we do argue. Sometimes a lot. But often times we just love. 

As this blog is all about (My) married life, feel free to read my other blogs if you get bored.

Queen of the Kitchen

I am the Queen of this kitchen. Disobey me and you STARVE!

I arrived in the glamorous USA (again the reference of USA as glamorous follows my addiction with Juicy!) November 28, 2010. And Sissy visited my crib twice since then. First when we dont have anything but our brand new bed and his old queen size. We practically slept like paupers but in my recollection we've slept on worse! 

I love having my family visit us. I love having Sissy's family visit us as well. I love the feeling it brings to me when we just hang out doing nothing. Its just so nostalgic. The second time Sissy's family visited was after 6 months and though I felt that my crib is a little bit better she pointed out some things I have to do to make it better.I explained, this is not my home. I am merely living here. But she stated: "You have to make it feel like your own. Anything you live in/on must have your signature." And though I am confused whether I should follow her or not, I decided to clean up. Especially after she prodded me to move one table from my Office to the kitchen at 2:oo in the morning.

Well, I hope you like this, Sissy. This is not much but we all got to start somewhere.

Marhaba: Welcome to my Living Room

As I have stated on my Fashion blog:


The Passionate Fashionista: mood dressing shoe-paholic returns
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I was inspired lately to clean my crib. Sissy sort of challenged me to redecorate and gave me a few tips. So, for the next few days you will be looking at whatever's inside my crib!

Beamer love the new look because it is so cozy! He stated that it was not crampy and it fits our life perfectly. My lazy boy finally has its place.