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Hooray for cheerleaders and friends

2 Jul

Do you have cheerleaders? I’m not talking about pom-poms and chants. I’m also not talking about “Yes men (or women)”. Tú sabes, the ones that will say yes to anything you say because they fear you or think it is the best way to win you over. I’m talking about people that will encourage you to “Go for it!” when you are unsure of yourself.

In the last few weeks I have become keenly aware of my cheerleaders in my life: my friends and family.

photo from sxc.hu

Recently I made an important contact because one of my cheerleaders literally said “Go for it!” Because I knew she was in my corner, I felt like a different person. I was not shy or unsure of myself. I did exactly what I needed to do, obtained the exact information I needed and secured that contact. I know with all my being that that interaction would not have been the same if my cheerleader had not been there.

Other cheerleaders have comforted me and encouraged me in this journey of motherhood. They’ve assured me that I can raise boys without losing my mind. They’ve complimented my boys for their manners. They didn’t let me sulk in a pity party when I had a bad mommy day. The really great ones, threw me a ‘minute-long’ pity party and then made me get over it!

Warning! Here comes the cheese: My biggest cheerleader is my husband. He has always been in my corner and has given me the room and freedom to be the best me I can be. Is it cheesy if it’s true?

One of the most special cheerleaders is the one who cheers me on in my walk in Faith. She didn’t judge  me when I recently shared with her how I have stumbled. Instead, she showed me how God can use that stumble and grow me even more. She reminded me that I am unique and created to do things that no one else was created to do. She revealed and continues to reveal to me God’s love through her actions.

I’m not writing this to boast about how great I have it. There have been times that I have felt alone and like no one was in my corner. And many of those times were my own fault because of my negligence to nurture an important relationship.

I have also been hurt by people who I thought were cheerleaders but at one point were not in my corner. It’s not easy to share a big goal with anyone. It seems to hurt more when you share that intimate detail and they don’t give you the support you are searching for in them. You are faced reality and forced to reevaluate the relationship. Remember, it is important to guard your heart.

There’s an old saying:

There are three kinds of friends … those who come for a reason, those who come for a season, and those who stay a lifetime.

You can call them cheerleaders or you can call them friends. Whatever you call them, I hope that you do have them to call. The best part of having them are the celebrations!

My prayer for you: “May you find the cheerleaders if you don’t have them, may your eyes would be open to the cheerleaders if you cannot see them and may you become someone else’s cheerleader.”

My prayer for me: “Lord help me to be a loyal friend. Make my ears ready to listen, give me words of encouragement and make me able to offer a helping hand. Bless me with opportunities to be someone else’s cheerleader.”

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Try something new. Wait, I’ve had this before …

6 Aug

I’ve been working out and changing the way I eat. No really, I have. I even treated myself to a personal trainer on my birthday. And she guides me with nutrition too. But this post isn’t about how fabulous I am doing or how hot I am going to look … Ha.

It’s about me sharing how trying new things can bring back fond memories.

My trainer suggested that I eat a grapefruit or orange everyday. They are belly fat reducer foods … Or something like that. I was avoiding eating the grapefruit because I thought I wouldn’t like it.

The first one I peeled like an orange and sure enough I didn’t like it. I couldn’t get to the juiciest part of the flesh. The next one I cut in half and scooped it out with a spoon. What happened next was pretty amazing … It took me back to my childhood when I would eat these with my mom. Just like that … Cut in half and eat with a spoon, y un poquito sal por favor. I think maybe that was the grapefruit diet fad. Or she just really liked them?! I didn’t ask but admittedly I texted her to make sure the memories were real. Sure enough, I was right (that happens sometimes)! The memory of being with her and having a grapefruit just made me smile.

Yep,m I love how God stores those memories for you and brings them right back … I posted before about how I knew this about memory and sense of smell. I hadn’t experienced it with taste.

Changing my eating habits led me to making soup in 102 degree weather … In August … In Texas. Crazy? Yes. I’m working on eating fresh, healthy foods and my son has many, many food allergies and this soup was a match! Chickpea and spinach soup. A variation from Bethenny Frankel’s White Bean and Spinach Soup. (whose book: The Skinnygirl Dish will make you want to stay in your kitchen! … And cook) The soup was refreshingly easy to make and To.Die. For. Delicious! And totally worth the warmth.


I sit down and get half way through my bowl and to my surprise, decade-old memories of sitting at a different table rush over me. The recipe wasn’t the same but the flavors must have been just the right mixture to send my memory back to college sitting somewhere eating, chatting and laughing with my friend Jessica … This time the memory of the exact place isn’t so clear but sharing that time with her is. Amazingly, I don’t think I’ve seen her since.

Do you cook something or eat something in particular just because of the memories the taste holds?

Meeting Eva and Cooking with Mom!

5 Jun

After watching Eva Longoria on an interview with Pierce Morgan, I started following her on Twitter.  (where I found out she’d be signing books in San Antonio)  I’m most impressed that she is going to school for her Master’s in Chicano Studies.  As a Mexican-American from Texas, I can’t help but look to her as an example of “anything is possible”.  She’s a successful actress, an entrepreneur, activist, author and more.

Yesterday, my mom and I waited in line for 2 hours at Williams-Sonoma to have our Eva’s Kitchen signed by the Miss L, herself.  At first it was great, we had samples of the recipes brought to us in line … yum! and the line seemed to be moving along just fine.  Then, after about the first hour, well, it wasn’t so great.  People in line were getting a little antsy.

We finally get in to meet her and … well, she was faboulous!  She was still so poised and gracious with every person who had waited in line to see her.   The only other celebrity I waited in line to meet was Troy Aikman at a Cowboys summer practice. Eva is prettier and smells better!  Her mom was by her side at the event too.

One notable part of waiting in line for so long was the time I had with my mom.  It’s become rare that she and I have time alone.  Most times that we are together, we are toting my two boys with us and they can be … um, a distraction?!  Really, we do have the best times with them.  I need my one on one mama time though.  We looked through Eva’s cookbook and chose recipes that we would make for dinner.  We had our girl talk, ate our tasty samples, took pictures and were seemingly annoyed by the same people in line.  (ha!)

After our short time to meet and have a picture taken with “la movie star”, we went straight to pick up my boys, took them to the grocery store and bought all the necessary items for our “Eva Longoria” dinner.  Here’s another magical moment: only my mom could show me how wonderful it is when you allow your four-year-old in the kitchen to help you make dinner.  Most times when I’m in the kitchen, I am shooing my boys out so I can get dinner done.  Not my mom.  She found tasks that mijo could do and he was beyond excited to be “helping.”

We made chili-rubbed skirt steak tacos with chunky guacamole (pg. 102)  and garlic green beans (pg. 141).  It was a hit!  Of course we picked up our favorite chips and salsa to munch on before and during our delicious meal.

Here’s what I know:  chili-rubbed skirt steak is so simple and tastes sooo yummy.  A dinner with family can be sooo simple and be the complete highlight of my day, even after meeting “la movie star”.

So thanks mom, Eva Longoria  and Williams-Sonoma!  As I reached for the cookbook to write this post, I see the phrase “cooking with love for family & friends” on the cover.  How perfect!


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