While putting away the Christmas decorations I bumped into many old greeting cards. Are we supposed to keep them forever?
…by the way, I found this card’s twin sent by the same person last year… hmmmm…
Ho, ho, ho!
C
The end of the Holiday season in the Island
Is days like today that I feel nostalgic for being away from my Island. Today we celebrate the Epiphany, The Three Kings Day, or as we know it El Día de los Reyes Magos. It commemorates the occasion when three Wise men from foreign lands followed a star and found baby Jesus, offering gold, incense and mirr, presents fit for a King.
January 6th is an official holiday in Puerto Rico and it closes the holiday season. On the night before children go outside to gather grass for the kings camels, who are very hungry after the long journey. Next to the grass some water and cookies for the wise men (the dudes must be hungry too!). The next morning, children wake up really early to find presents under their beds! The rest of the day includes a visit to church, visiting family, neighbors and friends and share delicious puerto rican food.
The memories of la Navidad en Puerto Rico warms my heart and makes me want to fly there to celebrate. Its a beautiful tradition that I hope never dies.
The new year is here!!!!!!!!
My mental health doctor made the suggestion of keeping a journal.
The holidays have pushed me to start my journal. This holiday season sucked! Sorry, I don’t mean to be negative but it has. Is like the Grinch and Scrooge took over whatever little holiday joy was left in my soul and made some compost with it. No joy, no excitement, barely any presents, house hunting, mediocre decorations, invited to just one gathering… My social magnetism is DEAD!!!!
…Or it could be that we are new in town, we don’t talk to the neighbors (anyways, there was no celebration activity around our house), we’re very attractive, own cool cars and the plates being from Miami intimidate people, or, maybe they find us ugly and uncool (NOT) and are trying to avoid us. Well, let me tell you something neighbors, I think you’re all weird! Yeah, you heard me!!!! WEIRDDDD!!!
Lady across the street won’t even look my way when I say hi. Her husband waves and that’s it.
Next door neighbors have been abducted by aliens cause I have not seem them in forever – I might let my dogs go shit on their property just to see if there’s any movement.
House across the street next to the weird people, I keep waiting for them to give me the finger every time we make eye contact or I say hi – my husband says they’re lesbos but it doesn’t mean they must look like they just had crap for dinner.
Camaro guy, you’re cool and your car is the shit, but your woman kinda ran inside yesterday when I attempted to say hi.
Crossfit family from across the street (the left corner), I’ll appreciate if you just try to avoid me and my dogs while I walk them because they get a bit hyper when they see your dog, I mean, I could just let my Big Red Girl run free and satisfy her curiosity about your dog but then I’ll have to catch her and that has proven to be not an easy task.
Young adolescent boy with the pointer, pick up your dog’s crap por favor!
Red head girl on roller blades with the sausage and husky dogs, next time it’ll be your ass on the sidewalk instead of mine.
So this is just a little bit of what’s on my mind lately, and one a many reasons not to mingle with the neighbors. We might be moving soon (yay!) but I’m terrified of what awaits me in the new hood. Judging by the holiday décor I saw today I have to say that I’ll be facing some terribly jolly neighbors.
Peace!
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