MEXIRICAN DREAMS

So I'm 26... do I have older wisdom? Who knows. Do I believe in myself more... definitely. Do I complain just as I did when I was 25. Hella Yeah. I still worry like crazy and drive my boyfriend nuts. I mean, I drive him so nuts he had to go take a drive for an hour because I was driving him crazy. Two days ago, I was really hot and grumpy so I took it out on the pizza guy. I'm sorry pizza guy. I'm sorry boyfriend for being a pain in the ass. He is finally realizing I detest to drive and that makes me the crankiest. I get exhausted and my eyes start to hurt. I need a time out, a nap, and a beer after my days.

So I'm okay dragonflypurity. I'm just a pain in the ass. I will hopefully have some new opportunities come my way to continue my dream of being a head tennis coach. I also have some teaching to do at the Claremont Club. I am also coaching at Cal Poly Pomona . And attend Cal State Fullerton. This weekend I'm sure I will get pissy hot in the desert of SoCal and not want to be kissed or even touched. Mr. Cali swears that I was always a pain in the ass and drove my father nuts with my moodiness. What can I say... it's my mom's fault. There is no way I got this from my father. He's always cool as a cucumber, always laughing, and always farting. I'm always doing the third one and in a snippy East Coast attitude. I blame the rican. And I really don't even like tostones.

So here are some pictures because for my birthday, Mr. Cali and I bought together our first camera (digital) so that we can take pictures together. We haven't taken any except some naked ones. Just kidding... I wouldn't share though. I like food so I can share the greasiness I have enjoyed this past month. Buen appetito!