Yesterday was my Mom’s birthday… aka the most wonderful, caring, generous, comforting, intelligent, inspiring, creative, loyal, funny woman I know. Oh gosh that list doesn’t even begin to define her! I tell my mom that if I could be just an ounce like her, I’d be good to go.

I spent the first 18 years of my life being a total hardcore betchola and like to think that the last 9 or so have been spent making up for it. If I were my parents I would have thrown my bitchy self to the curb and said, “peace out, ass hole!” haha. No, really. NO. REALLY. like, how did they do it?!

Here is an example… Me: pissed off (the entire trip) that my hair appliances weren’t compatible with European outlets.. like, smack me in the face. hard. You can tell as she’s hugging me she’s like, “this little ass wipe of a daughter.. why I oughta…” No, really though – she is a saint for being so patient with me and keeping me in the family. My Dad too, of course.

Yeah…

So, I want to take a moment to wish my Mommy a yesterday HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY. May the next 100 years allow me to make up for the 18 years of Satan. LOVE YOU BEAUTIFUL MAMASITA.