Prom Queen

Last night, right before bed, LoMu looked at me and said " Loco, I want to give you a ring." Now, if you've been paying attention, you'll know that I have been thinking about us getting engaged for some time now. So to hear him actually say something about 'rings' in a serious tone was exciting.

"Oh really?" I asked, trying to seem completely unfazed.

"Yeah, you know, like a promise ring..." He responded.

My ego fizzled. A promise ring? Aren't we a few years too many past Prom for promise rings?

I don't know, I could be wrong. One of Sano's coworkers and her boyfriend exchanged promise rings and they're damn near middle-aged. I thought it was an incredibly stupid idea. Still do.



Abrazos y Besos,

Loco.

This is What I Mean By Loco.

So, as many of you know, I have this wonderful man (who you all know as LoMu). He looks something like this (note: this is NOT him, its a just a man who looks like him IMO):
Here's an actual picture of him, just so you know I'm not foolin':





Yum.

Anywho, we've known each for something like eight years. We met when he was "talking to" my best friend's younger sister in Middle School. We became very, very good friends and ended up dating in high school. Sadly, I was a scandalous vixen and broke up with him after a blissful 3 months ( yeah right, he was away at boarding school almost the whole time). I went off to college and when I graduated in May, we rekindled the flame. I lurve him.

We recently just started talking about getting engaged. He already refers to me as his "espousa" when he introduces me to friends. And almost every morning when we wake up, he asks him to marry him. Its his way of saying I love you. But its got me thinking. Why not just get engaged now?

I don't know any engaged people. I'm at that age where most of my friends are thinking about it, but haven't met the one or just plain not ready, so it feels a little weird to be thinking about all of this. But, I have found the one (again, hah) and I am ready. As there has not been an official proposal, all of my research has been done in super secret Loco fashion, I don't want LoMu feeling "the pressure", as he likes to call anything that I ask him to do before he's ready to.

This is what I want my ring to look like:
Since I'm in Law School and he's taking some time off from College, we don't have the money for anything extravagant. I found this ring on the Zales website for a super low, affordable price. And its gorgeous. Exactly my taste. The "P.P.F" engraved in band stands for "Past. Present. Future." How perfect? Loves it.

Oh, I also started a profile on the wedding planning website The Knot. If you're engaged or plan to be engaged, its definitely worth a look-see. Its extremely cute and gives you a lot of information in a non-overwhelming fashion. Loves it.

Anyway, I found this dress while looking on that website and its a good idea of what I'd like in a wedding dress:



Let's be honest. I look nothing like this model. I'm a voluptuous, big booty-ed young lady. But I have toned arms, a flat stomach, and a stunning decolletage *snort* I'm so f*cking pretensious for using that word in a sentence. But anyways, I think something like this would be classy but sexy on me. Loves it.

But anyway, thats as far as I've gotten. All this wedding stuff is mildly boring and sort of pointless right now. But I do it anyway. Because that is me. And you love it.


Abrazos y besos,

Loco.

p.s. try not to get use to this frequent posting thing. I'm just bored right now.

Ol' Loco and the Entire Loco Clan

Christmas with my family is always interesting. This year it was quiet and easy. A rarity. My parents are divorced but they live down the street from each other. Literally. My oldest brother, LoBro #1, lives with my mom. He has since he left College four or five years ago. My other brother, LoBro #2 is married with a son, Lil Loco. I love my nephew. He's possibly one of the most important people in my life. Lil Loco's mom, my sister in law, was my brother's highschool sweetheart. They reconnected after a year away at school and Lil Loco happened. So LoBro #2 put college on hold and decided to be a family man. Me and him have our issues, but I'm proud of him, he's doing his best.

Anywho, my dad, Papa Loco, invited himself over for Christmas breakfast and dinner. He stayed long enough to sallow his food. Me and my dad have never really gotten along. More on that later.

LoBro #1 spent the entire day in his room. But that's normal for him. He's extremely anti-social and introverted. But he's a sweetheart when you really get to know him.

LoBro #2 came over after dinner with Lil Loco. He's the only person Ol' Loco bought presents for this year. That's fine. Thats the way it should be. We had our time. But Ol' Loco is ridic. She bought him a 19" Flat Screen TV/ DVD combo. He's 2.5. He's not even potty trained yet but he has a nicer TV than I do. I'm bitter.

I slept in today. I stayed up late watching HBO On Demand and talking to LoMu on the phone. I love him so much. He needs a better job though, one that doesn't require him to work on every major holiday.

It was a good day. I haven't really been filled with Christmas cheer this year. Not that anything bad has happened, its just been a trying year. I'm sure you all can relate in some way or another. But today was decent. Now, I'm going to drive 45 minutes back to my apartment in the City, crack open my Jim Beam and wait for my man. Till tomorrow.


Abrazos y besos,
Loco.

Merry Christmas Y'all

I'm watching "Big Love" ON DEMAND and pimpin' out my blogspot. So I figured I'd do my job and spread a little Christmas Cheer to the entire blogosphere. Be back sometime tomorrow. Maybe.






Abrazos y besos,
Loco.

The "Classic" First Post

I wanted to call my blog: "My Mom Thinks I Make Horrible Decisions-But I Call It Living". But that was just entirely too long. So I figured I'd just stick to the important part. Because although my mom DOES think I'm the world's worst decision maker, it doesn't really bother me. I know-- in the end-- I will be wiser for it. That's if I survive it.

I have to admit, I'm not sure what I want this blog to be. Or even what I want it to be about. But right now I feel like there is so much "grey area" or uncertainty in my life. And no one else seems to understand. So if you stumble across this blog, I hope that you can understand that I'm just not sure yet, but hopefully this will shape itself.

With that said.

About three years ago, I decided to go to Law School. I don't remember why, or what prompted this decision. But it seemed like the right one to make at the time. I mean, my mom (from here on she will be known as Ol' Loco) even agreed with it, how could I possibly go wrong? At the time I was a Sophomore in college. I attended small liberal arts college in Massachusetts. I had just quit the basketball team and was experiencing myself, as a student without the "athlete" attached for the very first time. And I decided that I wanted to be a Lawyer.

Fast forward to 2008.

I graduated from college, somewhere in the middle of my class, and was accepted to a tier 1 law school, that -- like me-- is ranked somewhere in the middle.

I didn't care though, I was in Law School and I was back in the city of my birth. And that's all that mattered to me, regardless of what my well-meaning but completely overbearing mother ( and aunt) believed. Right now, I'm halfway through my first year. And its been pretty un-nerving. Not only because its really hard and exhausting, but because being out of college and preparing for a career have forced me to think about my future, in frightening detail.

Let's be honest. I was, and somwhat still am, a party girl. I like to get glammed up, go out and get a little tipsy and party wth my friends. Atleast, thats who I was three-four months ago. Recently, I've been a relative homebody, managing to get out atleast once a week to down whiskey sours and have awkward run-ins with old highschool friends. I live with my ex-girlfriend. Yes, you read correctly. My ex-GIRLfriend. But I wouldn't say I'm gay, just sexually uninhibited. Plus love chooses us. We don't choose it. We'll call her "Sano". Because she could not deal with my insane locosity. We broke up about a month ago but have remained friends and roommates. Shortly "after" (this in quotes because I have a habit of "hedging my bets/ overlapping" when ending a relationship, so by after I mean during. Sorry Sano. My heart wants what it wants) I rekindled a romance with my best friend and high school sweetheart. We'll just call him Loco Muchacho or "LoMu" for short. Its really frightening when you realize that " the One" was right there all along. More on him and the perfect union that is "us", later.

I'm unemployed and sick of school already, but madly in love and looking forward to whatever life brings my way. In extra loco fashion, as it usually does.
Hate to be a tease but I'm going to wrap this up because its almost Christmas and I'm at my Mom's house. If I find the time, I'll post more tomorrow. Stay tuned for post 1.5.

Abrazos y besos,
Loco.