Texas Garden in March and the Pandemic

You’ll forgive me for the unoriginal blog title, I’m still a little foggy-headed over here. I’ve been sick for a week, thereabout.

Last Thursday I cancelled a work trip to Florida on the day I was supposed to go since I woke up with a fever and cough and an insanely painful sore throat. Went to the doctor, no strep, no flu, and was told “even if we wanted to test you for coronavirus we couldn’t” since there were no tests available. Cool.

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Dia de los Muertos Ofrenda… no Offend-a

Reposted from October 2018…

Now when it comes to talking about Dia de los Muertos… as a white, middle aged, blond haired, green eyed guera, I consider myself no entitled-ass expert over here or anything. But know this- while I am not Mexican by birth I married one, we’re raising three, AND I made alters for Dia de los Muertos before the movie Coco came out. To further prove my bit of street cred, I totally love all things to do with the Mexican culture. Also I’m taking Spanish lessons on Rosetta Stone. So like… Yo tengo sandwiches, ya dig?

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The Texas Garden in September

Ah September, the time of year where the cold fronts move in and we get cool 98 degree weather. (That’s… that’s only half joking. It IS actually better than 104 degrees.) The children are off to school. And… that’s it. Fall doesn’t set in for a long time here, so it isn’t really fall-esque around these parts. Aside from fashion that is- I am SO ready for jackets and boots and vests and so SICK of plain tank tops and shorts. I assume it’s like being sick of your sweaters in the north, this tiredness of tank tops.¬†And necklaces and scarves- I miss them! Sheesh it’s too hot for anything aside from earrings really.

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