Thursday, June 11, 2009

A bit of humor makes things easier...

A friend posted this on CafeMom today. I thought it was soooo funny!!! And so horribly right- I've dealt with both types of weddings in the past.

I hope you enjoy reading this!

White Wedding vs. Mexican Wedding

WHITES: Send out invitations.
MEXICANS: Send out maps.

WHITES: Receive their invitations 3 months in advance.
MEXICANS: Find out about the wedding 1 week before.

WHITES : Have seven Bridesmaids.
MEXICANS: Have seventy Padrinos.

WHITES: RSVP their invitation.
MEXICANS: Show up with three car loads.

WHITES: Go to the wedding AND the reception.
MEXICANS: Just go to the reception.

WHITES: Have elegant food.
MEXICANS: Have arroz, frijoles and birria.

WHITES: Order the cake from a bakery.
MEXICANS: Have their cake done by la senora down the street.

WHITES: Eat the food and cake.
MEXICANS: Eat the food and cake....... AND take some home para manana

WHITES: At the reception, they drink wine
MEXICANS: At the reception they drink Coors, Budweiser, Bud Light, Bud Ice, Corona , Tecate, Pacifico, Casadores, Patron, Presidente, 20 Jose Cuervo Gusano's, Reposado, etc...

WHITES: Relatives get drunk and pass out.
MEXICANS: Get drunk, shed a few tears and start singing to Vicente
Fernandez songs, fight ... then pass out.

WHITES: Dance at the party ... YEAH RIGHT!!!
MEXICANS: Dance at the party to Nortenas, Rancheras, Reggaeton, Rap, Old school, Oldies, House, and anything the D.J. plays

WHITES: Party ends at midnight.
MEXICANS: Party ends when the COPS show up at the banquet hall but
continue at someone's house afterwards for menudo 'til 6:00 a.m.

WHITES: Wake up the next morning NOT WANTING another beer.
MEXICANS: Wake up the next morning DRINKING another beer to cure the hang-over.

Monday, June 01, 2009

We have to move.

Well, this sucks. We have to move. :'O(

Saturday I opened the front door to find a note from the apartment manager. It was a 60 day notice to quit. Boo hoo.

In a way, I'm a bit glad that we are being forced to leave. Hopefully this means no more strangers showing up in my house, or gang members, and no more people sleeping in my living room.

But I don't want to be in this situation of having to move anymore. ARGH! Where will we go? GRR.

ETA- This was a draft saved on 6/1/09, so I am publishing this with that date, even though I am finally publishing it on 3/11/12. :o) It just makes sense to me for future reference as well.