I found this post on a great poster’s site; CrankyCaregiver. I couldn’t figure out how to re-blog so I just copied the link to be able to share with all my readers :). This is one of the most moving videos I have seen in quite some time. Thanks again CrankyCaregiver for sharing.
P.S. I showed this video to several coworkers and there were tears involved 🙂
Today I was given the pleasant surprise which is that of a nomination for the Versatile Blogger Award. I feel so honored. This is definitely a great way to start my weekend :).
I was nominated by a very inspirational blogger who goes by the name of You’re Just a Dumbass. I find her posts extremely interesting. Some of us guys could learn a lot on You’re Just a Dumbass‘ blog. It’s just a matter of opening your mind a bit so you may learn from other’s life experience. Thanks for nominating me You’re Just a Dumbass!!
Here are the VBA rules.
Here are my 15 nominees! These are all excellent bloggers in my book!!
Are You On Drugs?
Ine Therese Back Iversen
Hi, My Name is Brooke…
Lesbian sex tips for str8 boys
She Dances in the Rain
The Ratchet Review
Diamonds and Dirt
Photography Art Plus
Aisling Jennings Photography
My seven things:
1. Speaking of seven…Just watched 7 Psychopaths and LOVED it!
2. I love going to church even though I am not a crazy fanatic…
3. My favorite time of day is 4:20 (wink wink)
4. I was born in Los Angeles CA and raised in Costa Rica Central America
5. To me there is nothing better than enjoying the original Dumbo with my 4 yr old son.
6. I really like my job!
7. I am a very sociable person 🙂
I’m about to take it way back with this one…
This has to be the funniest parody I have EVER heard. The first link is to the original video and the second link is the parody. Way too funny!!!
I have the biggest crush ever on Nancy Botwin aka Mary-Louise Parker. I love her character!! I think she is so SEXY!!!
A few weeks ago I wrote about how we don’t know what we have til its gone. If you missed it you can click here. I was writing about my own experience of the few that I have let get away. Today I got a facebook private message from an ex girlfriend,
This is not any ex girlfriend. This is that person that when I am asked if my heart was ever broken, her face is projected to my mental big screen. She is the only woman that
ripped in to itty bitty pieces got my full heart. Plaques with her name on them can be found all over the wall that was shortly erected around my heart. Mind you I went through a 7 year marriage sometime after and not even then were the walls of Mordor my heart ever fully breached.
So back to the message…We have been talking on and off via facebook for about 3 years now. Just your casual “Hi there! I hope all is well in your life!”. Today’s message started off with “I really need to tell you something!!”, She begins to tell me that she went to a hypnotherapist to dig into her past to find out why she kept shutting out all amorous relationships. It turns out my name was the topic of conversation. Apparently deep down in her sub conscience she feels I am the love of her life that got away. She apologized at LENGTH and told me that no one has ever treated her like I did but that she just thought it was too good to be true. This wont ever help the damage that has already been done to my heart but it does serve as a life lesson. I know the popular saying is “If it’s too good to be true it probably isn’t true!”, I want to challenge all my readers to not walk the beaten path of “It’s not true”, Give things a try with an objective and positive mind. You never know what you might be missing out on. After all
YOLO you only live once!!!
“Boys are straight up and down and girls are round all around”
This phrase has stuck in my mind since the very first day I heard it. What this is referring to is the difference in spelling of a seemingly feminine name.
Before we get into name calling I want to briefly explain a bit of family history. My great grandma was one of the original settlers of California. Her and her father walked up from Mexico to settle-in in California. Like many Mexican American families living in the US the Latin heritage was slowly lost. First thing to go is the native language. Next thing to go is the sense of brotherhood. My family had become what I like to refer to as “whitewashed”.
My grandma(rest in peace) was of very white complexion which made it a lot easier for her to fit-in in a white man’s world. With the best intentions in the world she raised me like a rich white boy. I went to horse riding lessons, swimming lessons, the best private schools. I don’t regret any of it because it has made me who I am today.
So now to the bad words…the first and second name that appear on my birth certificate read Francisco Xavier. My dad’s name is Francisco and his dad the same and it goes on for several generations. I must admit my dad is whitewashed as well. Maybe not as much but he is. That’s probably because he is as dark as I am and skin color still plays a big part in today’s society. If you haven’t already noticed I am rambling on and on trying to stall the release of the name I so dread. My family decided to try and break the Francisco chain of Latin men and refer to me as Francis. There it is I said it FRANCIS! It would have been OK if that was my “at home” name but my parents decided to register me at school with the name Francis. You can only imagine the amount of bullying and name calling I had to deal with growing up.
As soon as I moved to Costa Rica I was able to drop that name and use Francisco. Since then I am known as Francisco or Frank for short. But every once in a while when i am around old and new friends , it never fails that someone refers to me as Francis and I get a couple of weird looks from new friends.
The only thing that distinguishes the name Francis as a male is the spelling. The female version of the name even though pronounced the same is spelled Frances. Hence the quote I started with:
“Boys are straight up and down and girls are round all around”
The whole reason I even bring this up today is because I found it quite ironic that the Cardinal Jorge Mario Bergoglio took the Papal name of Pope Francis the I. I guess my “given name” is one of prestige and honor. Even more so now that it is considered a Papal name.
I’m glad I got this off my chest. Now the whole world knows my dirty secret :).