mexican love

My heart belongs to three Mexican...Omner, Benjamin and Emiliano (He is three). The End.

Pirate Week

This week was Pirate week in my drama class. So fun. We had sword fights and treasure hunts. In the words of my Dad "..wait till word gets out in the simple country village of Puebla that Tall Skinny Gringo Girl teaching the village kids to be thieves and murderers. That will go over well." My kids are so cute. I love them.

Templo de Ciudad de Mexico

Last weekend, my roommate Carly and I went to the Mexico City Temple for baptisms. It was wonderful. I love going to the temple here in Mexico. Its the same everywhere. Its such a feeling of being at home. After we went through the Visitor Center and walked around the Temple ground. We ran into our friend, Iberfranz and his sister. Their older sister was getting married, so we got to see her come out of the temple. We also ran into Emanuel and Julia. We wondered off the temple grounds and bought some amazing coco ice cream. Funny story...our Papa doesn't like our Mexican friends. So after he tried to introduce us to some boys he found acceptable. It was awkward for all parties involved because we all realized what he was doing.

San Francisco...the mall

For culture class we went to this awesome mall. It was use to be a monastery. They converted half into a mall and the other half into gardens. It was beautiful. Defiantly a place where you "chupa la pina." And we got Krispy Kream Donuts. Somethings never change, even in Mexico.

I got a package!

My parents love me..they sent me a package. I literally screamed because I was sooo happy! I got Salt n' Vinegar Chips, gum, Swedish Fish, Reese's Peanut Butter Cups and Family Pictures. Life is good here in Mexico!

comida: its a love/hate relationship

Today: Carly and I walk into the dinning room for comida (aka food aka lunch). Its the biggest meal here in Mexico. We find not one but two hamburgers on our plates, lemonade, french fries and spaghetti. Our Mexican Mama constantly over feeds us. It doesn't matter how many times that I tell her that I don't want to eat that much. Here you have to finish everything that is put on your plate. Everything. When we don't come home to eat...they have food waiting for us. Last Thursday night, we didn't eat. So instead of eating we just sat at with the family at the table. They were so worried about us. They thought that we were anorexic. The next morning, Mama made us our normal breakfast of fruit and OJ. She then brought out cereal and bananas because she was so worried because we didn't eat the night the night before. I poured a small bowl of dry cereal to be polite. Then Papa brought us a surprise. Tamales. While no one was looking, I poured my cereal back in the box. Basically when I get back I will be fat. Thank you Mexico!

and the Gimmie goes to....

Today we did mock award between all of the teachers at American food night (Which was amazing--mashed potatoes, lemon pepper chicken and steamed veggies) I was voted the following:

• Richest (Tied with the other Lauren)
• Most likely to stay in touch (With Carly Laga)
• Most likely to marry a Mexican
• Most likely to come back and live in Mexico
• Most likely to be famous
• Cutest Mom Clothes
• Spend the Most Money in Mexico