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Inspiracion


It's a Monday night bar tending...Since I know Mondays are limited to just a few patrons, I always bring some form of entertainment for myself. I don't do well without stimulation for long periods of time and am forbidden to turn the big screen to anything other than sports and news. I often make lists of "To-do's", life goals, things like that. Although I have quite a few things on both lists, it still only occupies about 30 minutes of my 4 hour shift. Tonight I brought a book, tempted to throw a bottle of nail polish in my purse, I refrained. That's gotta be some sort of health code violation.

I'm the ultimate extrovert and at times can 't even stand it! I get energy (and much joy) from people. Most of the time not even a compelling book can compare to interaction with a real human. So, inevitably the book lost my attention when a deep convo with Roberto the cook appeared as an option. Not only is Roberto a precious, precious man (necessary to say it twice, he's that precious), but on a more practical note, he functions as great Spanish practice for Sarita!

I told Roberto about the previous shift's conversation I had with Edgar and Pepe. The convo was sparked by the quarter sized hickey on Edgar's neck. The two mexicanos began educating me on "hombres en general." No need to go into detail but put it this way- I went home feeling like a child who just found out Santa isn't REAL! (If that was a Spoiler Alert for any of you, lo ciento, you should know this vital information by now) The conversation with Roberto was el opuesto! He inspired me with his talk of how hermoso a marriage and family is when it is based on love and other things that only sound romantic in Spanish. All in all, inspiring.

"Roberto, estoy de acuerdo!" Translation: I SO agree. Gotta love inspiracion.

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Liz said…
love your blog... i never knew what an entertaining writer you were. if you have time let's get together soon. em was looking at her baby pics today, she pointed at you and said "i want to see that girl."

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