I guess I should start this blog with telling you a little about me. I am the oldest of three children from a family of Mexican American decent. I grew up in the Rio Grande Valley, Texas and when I graduated high school I could not wait to get out of the area fast enough. The Valley is like a black hole, meaning that if you grew up there, you either stay around after high school or after you get old you come back to retire.
My father is a welder or a jack of all trades type, sort of like Danny Trejo meets Cheech Marin. My mother was a stay at home mom for most of my life. She was the type of mom that did everything for me, but at the same time would take any opportunity to embarrass me. My brother and sister are over six years younger than me, and are both underachievers. My brother has been married for over 4 years and just recently moved out of my parents house with his two kids. My sister lives near me, and is very codependent on my husband and I. She is also married with and 5 year old son who is a terror.
I have been married for over 12 years to my wonderful husband James, and we have three beautiful children together. When I started my journey out of my parents house and into my own life, I never thought that I would be where I am today. I guess that is what happens in life, you get what you never knew that you always wanted.
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