I wish someone would've told me

If someone breaks your heart, just punch them in the face.

Oh sure, it seems obvious now, but you’d be amazed at how many people don’t think of it when it’s relevant.

Seriously, punch them in the face and go get some ice cream.

--Chuck Klosterman

If you don't understand this, have no desire to do this, or

think this is silly...then clearly you have never been in the

heartbreak boat before. Yes...it may be the immature way to

go...but goodness when your heart is breaking...

the immature way is the ONLY way.

Lucky for me, I will never have to be in this boat again...

butt for all of you out there who still are or could be....Doo it. 

I wish I would have.

And most likely who ever your punching deserves it...

and even if they don't

 it'll probably still feel fantastic

and totally worth it =)

Food for Food....kinda

We El Barragan's....we're cool.

Last Tuesday was date night, and for date night we decided to do a little spalurging and get us some Cafe Rio (big deal). 

Tuesday Original Plan: 

Jorge gets off work about 6:15. 

Husband gets into gym shorts at 6:35.

(I am already in appropriate Gym Shorts/ Cafe Rio attire) 

Leave for Cafe 6:36,

Arrive at 6:43. 

Order, Home by 7: 03

7:04 Eat & Watch our new fave show

"Master Chef"

Actual Events of Tuesday:

Jorge gets off work 6:35

Whorhay Gets home 6:55

Takes some quick alone time at 7:00

(Saydee sits on couch waiting for Husband

to fill her empty stomach...turns on T.V.)

7:07 Jorgie gets done with alone time

sits on couch with mi and watches Master Chef.

(clearly very hungry people)



Which by pure happenstance it was the Season Finale of Master Chef!!  you can only imagine our excitement.

Ya I know right....big deal.  Nooo way we're getting off this couch.  People cooking food....while we are craving food.  Peerfect combo.  It came down to the Top 3:

Christian

The cocky butt-head no one likes, but very good with the Sea Food

Brenda

Which come to find out her name is actually Jennifer....

I figured that out after callin her Brenda like 10 times and then

Jorge was finally like "Who's Brenda???"

and our favorite.....

Miguel

Jorge has this thing where he roots for the Mexican

on every show we watch.  You gotta always go for the Mexican he says...

he's bias :)

p.s. Come to find out that's not his actul name either!  It's Adrian.... I also found this out after refering to Miguel several times and finally 45 seconds later Jorgio turning to me and asking me "Who in the heck is Miguel ??"   It's not my fault he looks like a Miguel.....

Jorge told me I was racist.

Anywho.... by 8:05 we had definitely caught on that this show wasn't ending anytime soon. 

So what did we do with an empty stomach since 9 am, and a husband who does not..I repeat DOES NOT...do well without food in his belly?

Yes we did just that.... Sat and watched some more :)  

To make a loong story short...Brenda won.  I wasn't fully satisfied,

butt anythings better than Christian right?

So that was our Tuesday Night.

Waited 2 hours to eat actual food 

so we could watch food be cooked...

Date Successful :)

Wiseness... in someone else's words

Love to a T.

Marriage to a Te.

Whorehey and me.....TEE 

Love it.

Some things are a BIG deal

Life is all about Milestones. 

• *First steps* (cliche' i know...) 
• First time *showering by myself* (shoutout to Kate for the drawing =) 
• 9 yrs old and with some help (thank you lovely "Mouth Pokey Gaurd") you *stop sucking your thumb*
• *Staying up all night* w/o sleep at a sleepover, and then dancing in a South Weber wind storm as the sun comes up   (love you Brandi, Kenzie and Manda Jo)
• Ice Cream shops are the only way to go for your *First Job*
• Making the Butler's peanut butter cookies will never make up for what I did to their Truck (*First Car Crash*) still so sorry...
• Finding the perfect song to get you through the unstoppable crying from the *First Heart-Break*...and listening to it for many heart-breaks to come
• *Living on your own* no parents to tell you it's probably not a good idea to eat a gallon of Farr's Plato Ice Cream all by yourself (Thanks Lizzy)
• Getting to the point where you *rely on your sisters and family more than your friends*

 and then theres the really big stuff: 

*First Kisses*

One year ago this week on an August night in a Tree, me and my Mexi Man shared our first kiss.  For some people the first kiss is a pretty big deal and for others it means nothing and is all about fun. 

But in the lives of Saydee and Jorge...that kiss was the beginning of everything. 

Even though i didn't think he ever would.... I'm so glad he was able to get up that tree.

Love you Mexican Man :)

Tell me if I'm weird

So I have this thing.....


When I go out to eat or even have homemade food that I love (like Spegetti or Stuffing) and say I eat it all that night and don't save any for the next day OR I am so full I am not thinking clearly and decide not to take home my leftovers OR I have leftovers and give them to Jorgie cause he needs lunch for work...


Well when this happens:

 I get super sad. 

Like supa sad.  I crave it ... I want to eat it right now.

 and eventually that sadness turns into madness because I think why didn't I just eat it when I had the chance?? 

Then I go through the bitter stage...

mainly with whomever helped convince me not to take my food home or who I give the food to the next day (it passes quickly though Jorgie!)

Yesterday me and Jorgie Poo went to Chili's and Applebee's (yes i know...talk about the fatties we're becoming. You should know the double 'eat out' day was forced upon us!) 


I had left overs from Applebee's....Jorge had leftovers from Chile's (sidenote: Jorge got my favorite dish I get everytime we go to Chili's, Honey Chipotle Chicken Crispers,

  Are you seeing this marvelous Goodness?

and I forced myself to get a salad.

At this point you better be noticing my hearts discontent

Terrible decision.  Total Regret.

 

 This morning I let Jorge take my Applebee's left overs to work.... he took his Chili's too (i didn't think just his would be enough to make him full...Good Wife Card).


So this is how the rest of the day will pan out:

Now at about 11 o'clock I am in the sad stage

1:28 p.m. (around the time of my lunch break) i will hit the mad stage.

1:43 p.m. (half way through my break) I will be bitter. 

(i love you whorehey) 

4:26 p.m.  I will have forgotten about all this nonsense

9:32 p.m.  I'll be getting in the car to drive myself to Chili's 

P.S.  Jorge don't read into this too much.....I will still give you my leftovers, cause i know you love the food just as much as I do =)