Simple pleasures

For those of you who know that we are a Taco Bell family (meaning that is where our families Poppa spends his working days), the following statement may come as a surprise.

Today, we were on our usual busy errand day, piano, the post office, library, shopping and the inevitable happened.  Even though we usually plan ahead and pack snacks for the trip, the kids got super hungry and we were still hours from going home.  Taco Bell to the rescue.  Now here is the statement, Christopher has never tried a Taco.  Everyone was so excited for him that they chanted as he took his first bite and Alexandra snapped this picture.

I love that simple little things like this are so appreciated by our children.  I hope they never take anything in their life for granted, so far so good.

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Happy Anniversary, The Story of Us

Last night as Eddie was going through his schedule, he realized that our anniversary was tomorrow (today).  He had to work but arranged to sneak in a wonderful lunch date with me.  In each marriage, I suppose, there are those years where you are a couple, then the years come when you are just Momma and Poppa to a bunch of people and that can change your relationship.  I guess we have phases of both.  I can honestly say that after 8 kids and many years of “us” I love Eddie more than I ever have.  Marriages grow with time, I thank God that ours has grown together.


I should make some emails today to those responsible for such an endeavor, Vince and Peggy. I will be thanking them for having the following story to tell and the wonderful life that has followed that story.


I met Eddie through a neighbor of mine.  I moved to the last possible block of Miami, FL, very close to the Florida Keys and the Everglades.  I bought a 3 bedroom, 2 story house for myself and was out there all alone.  I met some neighbors who had kids, 3 to be exact and the fact that Vince was a police officer really clinched the deal (hello, single girl alone, need protection… get it!)  A few months after meeting them I was visiting when they came up with the brilliant idea of setting me up on a blind date with the perfect guy.  I certainly was not interested in a blind date (I mean who does those anyway?)  After much negotiation, they convinced me that if I saw a picture it was not a blind date.


Fine then, show me the picture!!  What they showed me was a picture of Eddie in handcuffs.  He had shown up at the hospital to see their new baby and Vince took a picture of him in the cuffs.  I can’t tell you what it was about that picture (hmmm, maybe the gladiator legs) but I decided to meet him, after all, I lived next door.  If I did not like the guy, I would just go home.


So friday came along and as I was walking past his car with soccer ball hanging in the rear view mirror, I thought OK, either he is an athlete or a couch potato soccer watching guy. From the moment we saw each other, he was such a gentleman and polite and easy to talk to and that night he walked me home.  I then began the search into what it is that is wrong with this guy that he is still available (come on you would too).  He had great manners, always opened doors for me, offered his jacket if I was cold, really listened to everything I was saying and after a long and tired search I can tell you that he was available because God had been saving him for me.  He still does all those things that make him a great catch and he has added to his resume, great friend, awesome father and wonderful provider.  Eddie accepts me with my good and bad attributes, he has never tried to change me and he has never said no to any of my hair brained ideas.  He believes in me and his love has helped me to become the person I am today (I hope a better person than before my blind date).

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