Ay Ay Picante

I’m semi-feeling better.  I’m worried because I finished taking my antibiotics but I still have a cough.  It’s not as bad as it was but still.  Regardless, I had another fight with my mom.  I’m getting concerned about this.  Normally it takes A LOT for me to get angry, but ever since she put the house up for sale, we’ve had 3 big arguments.  I feel guilty for yelling at her sometimes, but she’s so stubborn and to make matters worse, she does not want to hear what you have to say if you do not agree with her.  What kind of disagreement is that?  You have to hear both sides but she insists on hearing her own and then she does not want to continue talking to me.  I hate that she doesn’t stick up and fight.  She leaves and like I’ve said before, we’ve had bad fights where we would not talk to each other for years.

What was the argument about?  She wants to agree to a low offer on the house so she could finally get rid of it.  I, on the other hand, think it’s been on the market for barely 4 weeks and she should hold out for a better offer.  I mean, summer hasn’t even started!  Oh boy!

This past Sunday for Mother’s Day we had a good time at Ay Ay Picante.  I wanted to pick a restaurant in our neighborhood so we all decided on that one.  It’s been around for a while and I was hoping because it’s tucked away, it wouldn’t be so busy.  Yeah right.  We waited close to 2 hours for our food.  I completely understand considering the occasion, and unlike the night before, they brought out our appetizers out early in the evening.  Everything was delish! 

During our wait, me and my brothers were goofing around.  It’s rare that all 3 of us manage to get together.  Eventually they brought out our main dish and we ate like kings!  My mom loved it and my brothers completely devoured their plates.  It was worth the wait!

Now here we are, back at square one arguing.  I’m getting tired of this.  Until next time.

My mom and my little brother.

Me and my older brother goofing off.

My brother's steak.

My salmon and shrimp skewers.

One year anniversary...

I had a pretty eventful weekend again.  Nothing big, but it did keep me busy.  I went out to dinner on Friday and on Saturday me and my friends got together.  I didn't get a chance to talk to my mom either nights.  On Sunday I tried to call her, but her phone went straight to voicemail.  I finally talked to her last night.  That's when she reminded me that today will be the one year anniversary of her husband's death.  She sounded so sad.  I felt terrible because I knew it was coming up, but the exact date escaped my mind.
Some people say it will get easier; but what does that mean?  I know for my mom, this past year was very overwhelming for her.  For the first time in years she had to think for herself and not rely on her husband.  I can see that it is difficult for her to figure things out.  And I can relate.  Before my breakup 3 years ago, me and my boyfriend had plans.  All that had to change in a course of a few weeks and I never had the option to say what I wanted.  Everything happened so quickly.
I pray that my mom will find hope in moving on.  I pray that she will get some insight on what she would like to do for herself.  I wonder if there was anything she ever wanted to do; but hasn't?  Her retirement will be here in no time.  I want to be able to make some of her dreams come true, (if I could).
On Friday I was invited to dinner at Tanta Chicago.  Since I was observing Lent, I got a chance to indulge in the cebiche mixto which consisted of fish, squid, and shrimp.  Add plantain chips and it was delish!  The seafood sashimi with scallops was perfect.  Light but right.  We also ordered the plancha marina which was basically a stir fried seafood platter with vegetables.  I was pretty much satisfied but since I couldn't eat any of the carne, I know I have to come back and try some of their traditional plates.  I devoured two pisco sours and I was done for the evening.  I'm glad I went home because I got a chance to run my errands in some beautiful weather.  It reached nearly 60 degrees that Saturday!

I can't wait to go back!  Loved it!

I love a chilled evening...

  

Pisco Sours were wonderful!  I'm craving one right now...

I wore a simple tee with black skinny jeans.  I'm addicted to my bomber jacket because it has fleece sleeves.  I feel like I'm wearing a sweatshirt!  lol