"Hell" Week.

Every year for the past few years, once a week in April, I experience my "hell" week. When I say "hell" I joke of course...sorta!

It all starts on the 21st - my darling sister's birthday. Then comes the 23rd - my ever so precious niece's birthday. And lastly on the 25th - my cutie pie of a niece's birthday. Yes, ladies and gentlemen, you did count three! Three birthdays...in one week!

In all seriousness, I'm happy that I get to partake of the madness of celebrating all these birthdays in one week. But it can become chaotic and not to mention exhausting. After everything is said and done all you want is a beer...a few beers.

Here are some pictures of the week. And happy birthday to my little ladies!

My little sister, who of course is not so little anymore. I was told that when you were a baby I guarded you like a hawk would guard its prey. As we and our relationship developed, the bond broke. I thought for so long that I would never truly get to know you. But time changed us again. And we had no choice but to grow together. And now I couldn't imagine my life without you. You are the energy, the sound, and the balls of my life! I am so proud of how far you come! And love how you are who you want to be without a care of anyone else's concern. I love you!

My Bey. I could on and on about why you are so important and precious to me, but there wouldn't be enough time in this world. You and you only taught me what love is. It is eternal and instant. It does not judge, it only cares and cherishes. My life would not be complete without you. And when I see you, I still see that baby with pretty curls and the smile that brighten up my world. I love you more than life itself.

Bey with her Birthday Sprinkles Cupcakes!!! Yummy!

Brit-Brat! My little doll! I never expected you. You have added so much joy and tears to all our lives. You are one of the sweetest, kindest and smartest kid I know. And sometimes you surprised me with things you say and make look at you in awe - you are truly wise beyond your little years.

My Bea...



The first day I held you in my arms, your welcoming words were that you stank. Sorry, but it was true at the time. But soon I loved your fresh baby scent and I couldn't stop holding you. Even after you threw up on me. I guess that was your little revenge.

I didn't realized that you could love someone with so much heart and strength. My love for you is completely unbreakable. You started to grow so fast. Your chubby little legs, your curly black pigtails, your precious and sweet smile. Always asking for your favorite snack, ice tea and chips.

Such a funny child, many hearts you have touched, many memories complied of you. Always singing and dancing. Once you saw me crying but you didn't understand that I was not sad, I was just watching a sad movie. It didn't matter, you wanted me to happy nonetheless. You instructed me to be happy and let's take a picture. Which still stands framed for me to see.

Now you're 11. And sometimes my heart breaks a little because you're growing up so fast. You have your opinions and god grant me patience but your attitude is sometimes out of this world.

You are beautiful, smart, kind and absolutely wonderful. You still dance and sing your heart out. And when I leave you still kiss me good bye and tell me to drive safe. Not once will I ever stop loving you, after all you did teach me what love really is. Thank you.

Happy Birthday my Bea. Love you.

Your Tia Maria.

My 28th...

hello people of planet earth I finally can maybe, possibly...start working more frequently on mi blog. Why and how do you ask?

Well maybe you're not asking but imma tell you anyways. I finally brought myself a laptop. Yea me! So pretty much no excuses now...unless of course I don't know what to write about. Yikes!

So let's start off where I left off...I can't remember where I left on so I'm going to start with the events of my birthday! So last month I turned 28 years old and I really didn't know what to do to celebrate. Well I did know what I wanted to do but that wasn't in the plans. I wanted a full day spa treatment. Meanwhile Mr. P keeps asking me "what do you want for your birthday?" You would think throwing around hints like "I really could use a massage" or "I can't wait to set up a spa date for myself" well have helped but it didn't.

Ultimately I decided that I would just go to a bar I hadn't been to. That way people could come and drink, eat, talk, hang out, and eventually roll out. We went to BreadSoda in DC. I had never heard of the place and I probably wouldn't have ever found it for Google. ---- I seriously couldn't live without Google.

BreadSoda is located in Glover Park and it's a little ways out, but so worth it. At first I had a hard time finding the place and my saving grace was that there was a little deli type sign on the sidewalk that had the bar's name. The place was pretty spacious for a DC bar which I appreciated it. We even had a whole side table to ourselves. Bottom line the place was really great. Nice atmosphere, clean, fun and I would definitely be going back.

So if anyone wants to check out if your in the DC area check their website www.breadsoda.com


But I really wanted to share some of the special treats I received on that day. I am a very simple girl. I love cards and flowers. I know there not great gifts but I love em.

This is the bouquet of flowers I received at work. Lastly no birthday is complete without a cake and teddy. The teddy is from Mr. P. Thank you everyone for making my 28th a great one!

MY BIRTHDAY!!!



My Little Pony Birthday Cake! I don't get either, but I like pink and cake!



So few of you may know my I just celebrated my birthday. Go Caps! I'm a dork, I know. This year I wasn't too excited cause turns out that I wasn't going to be able to celebrate it the way I wanted to, so basically I was content with just something something not so...extravagant. I was planning a hike in one of our many parks or even visiting some of my favorite museums. After talking to my sister, I realized my plans were not gonna happen. She had an entire weekend celebration planned out for me and I just accepted any thing coming my way.

Friday goes as planned. I had planned a girl's movie night, fun! We watched the award winning Black Swan. It was really, really good, cept that I'm still kinda sorta trying to wrap my head around the end...."I don't get it." But it's an interesting must watch.

So Saturday rolls around and I am expecting to have a family lunch followed by a clubbing night.
Around 4pm I realize my sister hasn't called me or text me...hmmmm. She finally responds to me at 5ish and says she is just now waking up. So that plan is out the door and later I find out that the clubbing part is too! I didn't anything I wanted or could have done because I had planned other people's plans. I did however get to enjoy a relaxing night end with Mr. P.

My baby cousin trying to get as much cake as humanly possible.

Sunday I was suppose to take an hour drive to my aunt's house to relax and end the weekend in a peaceful way by eating cake! Yet another change of plans, home made dinner at home. Which was totally fine with me, as long as there was cake! The funny part was that I thought it was gonna be dinner for 8 adults and 2 kids, turned out to be a 12 adults and 8 kids. My mother and my aunt surprised me by coming over. Mind you I don't get to see them very much. Soon enough it was loud, messy and hot, but I wouldn't have it any other way. That sounds kinda nasty.

Overall I had a fantastic birthday, thanks ever so much to my sister and family. Muah!



I got not 1, not 2 but 3 purses for my birthday!