Home… is wherever it aint this hot (I <3 SD)
is sun burnt, sore in the legs, dreading the return flight, getting sick (flu?), almost finished with private parts (thnx Conor!), a little annoyed with mom, very annoyed with T-mobile (49 cents a minute to dial out in Puerto Rico!!), hungry as a drunken frat girls vagina, feeling slightly taken advantage of by the locals (EXPENSIVE!!) and waiting for Tito Lolo to stop by and say goodbye… fucking LOVE that guy! All in all a slightly mind blowing experience, it’s always a trip to see where you come from. I am an end branch in a complex weave of tree branches yet to rear fruit. My moms side of the family is so cool, they made my father cool.
I can’t help but feel a little sorry for my family out here, it’s too crazy. You learn to adapt but I like my little bubble with perfect weather much too much to ever be a resident. At the same time I am amazed that there is a tiny island full of people here who represent a huge part of who I am culturally and feel this pull to join them. Sort of like a black man from Chicago going to Mother Africa.
As a PR x CA transplant I think I am Puerto Rican but upon arriving I realize I’m not loud enough haha. More bitching and a few photos when I get home y Los Simpsons son mucho mas mejor en espanol jaja. Love.
January 18th, 2010 at 8:20 pm
I didnt know you would be in PR! Your cousin, Angel was also in town on leave from Afghanistan. I miss PR, every two years or so I yearn to go back and I have to get my fix and visit. What do you mean they made my father cool? Did Gaby and Xty go too?
January 19th, 2010 at 9:09 pm
Yeah we were there for my aunt Awilda’s wedding! I was wondering if Angel was around. Gaby, Xty my mom and her bf :0
February 20th, 2010 at 6:01 am
“They made my father cool”; what gives?
February 20th, 2010 at 9:52 am
I mean alot of the love he didn’t get at home he got from my mom’s family. And I sort of see how it did him good and can think back on the positive effects it had on my relationship with him. I am sure he provided me with way more support than he ever received in his own home and allowed us much room to learn from mistakes and never really beat us. And I’m pretty sure he learned those things in a place where those things were common place (not his home, but my moms)
My mom’s side of the family for example would never ever in a million years had written my father a letter letting him know why he wasn’t good enough to marry my mom and then follow it up by not showing up to the wedding (fyi your mom my grandma did that very thing to my mother and never apologized)… not too cool
Really it is all too much to discuss in the comments section of my blog which is why I sort of ignored the question the first time haha.
I would by no means want to shit on your upbringing or your parents (my grand folk whom I love dearly). I would not want you to think my bizarre thoughts apply to you and your family or anyone outside of my small CA division of the Prieto clan. This is all relative to me and my outsiders view into a past I will never really know nothing about besides what is told to me. I am also not saying this was the only factor in making him a good guy, there was much in his life outside of my mom’s parents house that helped shape him as a person that I will never know.
But yeah it was just sort of a loose statement thrown about my blog, I really had no intention to think about it for any longer than it took for me to type it out. You wanted to know so out of love I crack open the can of worms, I wont be offended if the worms gross you out
February 20th, 2010 at 3:48 pm
I like worms. Yummy. I can dig all you said. He ( my bro) definitely was brought up in a different time compared to us younglins ( ana and I dare I say). I know your Dad my big bro probably went through rougher times then the rest if us and he luckily found solice with your Mom and her family; which I must say are all awesome and all I have is fun memories when I was just a little more than a sperm. I really can’t comment on those times because I was probably just a nightmare in my parents thoughts when all this happened. I can tell you though that as years have passed, I admire your mom more and more for being a great wife to my bro and being there in good times and bad. I really admire her for that, as I admire other people in my fam that deal with adverse situations in such an admireable way. Now that we are talking worms, I just want to apologize for something that I did when you were a little kid. I don’t know if you remember but I scared the bejesus out you when I was hiding in a closet circa 1980s. Just been bugging me for years and wanted to apologize in a non- tigger woods kind a way. Anyways, like the blog. Keep up your awesome work and peace ! Miss ya guys!
February 20th, 2010 at 11:25 pm
The worms grossed me out. Yeah, this is a lot to discuss on a blog but I gotta say: It saddens me to think that he wasn’t loved that much in his home; I know I loved him. You love your firstborn unconditionally; and you also make the worst mistakes on your first born, also immature parents. I don’t dispute what you are saying, but in my old age I always take everything with a grain of salt and remember there are two sides to every story. You don’t want to shit on my upbringing (nothing to shit on, my upbringing was good, not perfect, but good, unlike the first four), but you did shit on my parents, and my grandma – (who was at the wedding).
That letter, I need to rip Mama a new one, because that is unforgivable, obviously. I just can’t believe she would do something so shitty. Retrospectively, I can see its repercussions… Ugh, this makes me feel like crap; sorry for opening the can and thank you for being so candid.
February 21st, 2010 at 4:51 pm
You take the good, you take the bad,
you take them both and there you have
The Facts of Life, the Facts of Life
Hey Pepe!