Familia

I have to start our by saying that family, by far, is the best thing ever created. Of course, we all have our moments, but then again those are the best. I come from a very crazy, Mexican, extended family, who knows how to party hard and be loud at the same time. This weekend, yet again, I am home for another extravagant weekend in Los Angeles. My cousin, the groom is getting married. Now mind you, he is my cousin by both sides. My mom and his mom our sister and my dad and his dad are brother, causing a bigger sir in our family. I enjoy hanging our with my family. They make me laugh, blush, and at times even cry, tears of joy of course. Over the last years, I have not attend so many important event, such as mothers day, grandparents anniversary mass, birthday parties because I live in San Jose. However, I have learned to appreciate the true meaning of family and home cook meals.

A couple hours ago my brother and I were hungry we decided it was dinner time. We told our parents they joined us and we had a fabulous time at Mexican restaurant. I honestly feel like we ate to must for being so late. Nevertheless, it was fun and good! Once we got home, we began finishing up all the minor details for the wedding tom morrow. I told them I needed a couple minutes write my blog. Why would I even ask to be alone? Soon enough my brothers walk into the room with a brown box. I remembered that we are using about five different props for the wedding just to create more noise and craziness. They walk into the room and at the top of there lungs they are laughing and saying we need your help with inflating the balloons and fake mics. I roll my eyes at them and scream back "get out, I need five minutes" they laugh and begin to inflate the balloons in my room. Now there is a mess on the floor, my brothers shoes and socks, and of course there smell. Would I change that moment? Never they are my life!

I can not wait for tomorrow night. I know we will all have a great time. Dance the night away, have one to many cocktails and laugh and sing till we loose our voice.

I honestly can not wait till next weekend. I am so happy to be going home! Finally I get to see my parents and my new niece. Like mention before in one of my blogs my family celebrates weddings like there is no tomorrow. I will be flying to Ontario, CA on Thursday right after Polsi 100W class. I will be attending the wedding of my beloved cousin Jose, he is marrying this wonderful women I completely adore her. I think she is a great lady who presents her self really well. She has learned to cope with my crazy, out going, blunt family. I truly enjoy her and I am very happy for both of them. One main reason, why I am so excited is that I have not been home since the summer. This wedding is going to be so much fun. My entire family 300 plus will be in town. All the ones, from south of the border and up north. This mini-adventure has been long awaited. This summer my mother got very ill, causing huge depression in my life. I have miss her so much, this wedding is just a perfect way to be united to her and share a good laugh. I tend to enjoy my self and open up a lot more with my family, especially my brother and my mom. I am also looking forward to my dads retirement party. He is finally retiring after 32 years of working the grave years shift at a produce company. He was having a very hard time coping with the fact that retirement is just around the corner, but he finally go the point and understood that he deserve the break. He says he will spend much more time with my mom and the new baby my sister-in-law just had. He also mention that he might visit my brother and I in the bay for Thanksgiving, something unusually. He has never celebrated Thanksgiving with us because he has always been working. This month will just be filled up with a lot of excitement and joy. I know tears of happiness will be pouring down my eyes on Thursday of next week!

Today has been such a long day. I woke up late for work and forgot to grab my homework. Work is so slow, I wish I would be able to leave and go to bed. For the last three weeks I have not slept well and ate well. I feel really tried a feeling I hardly experience. I am so shocked that this semester is already halfway through. At the end of the month I will be attending another family wedding in LA. I am so excited about it, that’s my focus point for the rest of the month. I am so involved at work that I am never allowed to leave early. At times I arrive late to class because I have to stay longer at work. I work on campus, it’s a great job, but over the summer I worked so much I need a break! I been venting with friends about my job for a couple of weeks, they told me " Keep your head up, you can do it!" I know I can.

The only thing I am looking forward to this weekend is Sunday. I am in the mood to attend Church and do some serious praying. Maybe, my prayers will be answered, and I can pass all my classes with good grades. I am doing pretty well in most of them. One of my polsi classes is harder than expected. It consists of a lot of reading, which is fine, but it takes me a while to understand some of the concepts. I might make an appointment with Prof. Wood to discuss my concerns in that class. I really enjoy college it’s given me a new insight on life and I have meet a number of great people. My job has given me a lot of advice that I know will help me in the future.

Music/Father

I have always had a love for Mariachi music. I remember being a young girl and seating with my dad while he explained the art of mariachi music to me. He has always been a great fan of mariachi music. Since his early teens he would leave school early to attend any of the local mariachi festival in Nayarit, Mexico. Often times, he would tag along with the guitarists and occasionally get a chance to play with one of them or even sing a song or two. A couple years ago I had to write a paper on a question I have always wanted to ask one my family members. It was one of those MUSE culture class freshman are recommend to take.
The only reason I enjoyed the class was because I was able to explore the reason why my father loved mariachi music. I had to conduct an interview with and ask him a series of questions one was Why do you love Mariachi music? His answer was something like, I enjoy the sounds, and they fill my heart with love and memories of my exciting childhood. They remind me of good and bad times. Such as the death of your grandfather and my crazy life as a bachelor in the States. He also said that he enjoyed mariachi music a lot more now that he was older because he was able to have a deep meaningful conversation about it with his only daughter- which is Muah!
My brothers have always told me that my dad and I share a greater bond than they will ever have, they often wondered why? After doing this project I understood where they where coming from. My dad and I can sit for hours and listen to different mariachi groups. We can look at old photographs and examine the different charro suits and try to identify the eras in which they where created. My brothers do not have that connection with my father. No one actually does. Every time I hear a mariachi perform the little hairs on my back stand up. The lyrics bring me memories of childhood. I will always thank Mariachi music because it was create a connection with my dad that no one can take away.