My mama and I

Pumpkin Patch 2025

Marigold Queen at the Denver Performing Arts Center

My inner-clepto and Literature nerd wanted to steal her (she sells for $200). But I let her rest in her home in the AP Lit classrom.

"Sports Day" theme for Homecoming Week.

My home

Going hard in the paint...the shuffle board paint.

A lunch break oasis

My baby sister came home to visit!

Doing fall things with my boo. ;*

My beautiful boy

Tailgating with the cousins before Zach Top.

A singing gentleman in a black cowboy hat *swoon*

Literature, Empandas, and Freshly Squeezed Orange Juice

Watching Rosie dominate in flag football at arguably the most picturesque football field in Denver.

Softball Team Photo

Silly Softball Team Photo

Post-Homecoming Game Bonfire

Sun setting over Red Rocks

Bike rides during fall >

We just finished a two week lesson about Frida Kahlo; to summarize our learning we did a self-portrait project so that the kids could practice their writing skills and then their presentation (speaking) skills.

One of my student's work.

My "exemplar" that I shared with the class. My drawing lowkey looks like Michael Jackson....but hey...gotta show kids there is room for error lol

Sunset over the Homecoming Football Game

The Libra Queen & her favorite season

Dia de los Muertos in Downtown Denver

Calabacitas Season: Zucchini from the garden, sweet corn, jalepenos and a generous scoop of butter.

I've always been a DJ

Color coding a math equation to support the Algebra I students.

The softball team made it to state! We got CRUSHED by the number one seed in the state (they went on to win State), but the girls improved so much! Also, we were all gifted matching sunglasses...pretty rad, I'd say.

My favorite salad in Denver

My babies with Mr. Pumpkin

I found the most gorgeous Marigolds!

Rosie Girl and I after a family dinner.

A Masterpiece

My favorite outfit from this Fall.

The shirt I thrifted for 2 dollars and is Van Gogh inspired. However, each time I've worn it someone has thought I was full tatted chick. I'd call it a win.

Had some downtime on a random Sunday. I added this little character to my bathroom. I love her.

My loves and the Halloween "puffs".

T-Pain concert at Red Rocks was LIT.

Gearing up for bball season with some fun advertising.

Halloween 2025: Strawberry Shortcake

Back to school to start my 11th Year Teaching

A biker gang rolled up on our family party.

This little speed demon found a new owner.

The Golf Crew for this year's Arrowhead Outing.

I'm no good at golf, but I am a good time.

Sunrises in my living room

Hit an exhaustion wall during my first week back to school; luckily, that ain't nothing that a 7-11 run can't fix.

Love me a long, solid, wood bar with courtesy plaques.

A colorful Caddy at the low-low show

If you're from Denver, you know where we are.

My mom loves a selfie...and for this one she wanted to capture me in my Softball coach uniform.

Give me the green felt and a dimly lit dive.

Leading some extra math practice for my kids.

My girl has been going crazy. She was due for replant.

Dug-Out Details

Morning hikes with Wes and Ev.

My senior students repping their countries and their high school.

Sunrises and Lesson Planning before the kids get here.

First Friday Night Happy Hour of the School Year. The gracious patrons paid our bill and treated us teachers right after our first full week back with their kids.

Relaxing with the fam as we watched our Rosie Girl dominate on the flag football field.

My current phone screen saver. These cuties love school!

I would argue, that this is the most beautiful tree in Denver. I am open to objections.

Looking up at that beautiful babe in Berkley.

En route to celebrate my Auntie Angie's 7 years of sobriety. It was a joyous celebration accompanied by some rain and gorgeous graffiti.

Coaching softball has brought a lot of playfulness into my life. The girls are so sweet, the head coach is passionate, and the views as we travel the state have been immaculate.

The closest I have ever been to a rainbow.

Views from my bed

The post-book club hang

Beating all the crowds to enjoy the open water and a sunrise over red rocks.

Rolling in my mama's '71 Monte Carlo.

A post-paddle board session selfie.

I feel like this photo captures my essence: hair unkept, no makeup, and a dress thrown on over my swimsuit while driving my little car down a desolate road.

A glowy peach sunset on my Daytona Beach vacation. I love the reflection that is caught in the mid-beach puddle.

On this day we taught five sticks and no fish. But according to Ev, the highlight was just playing with the worms.

Saint Augustine, Florida was gorgeous. My cousin and I did a quick trip from Dayton to check out the picturesque little city. I would for sure go back...and I've always had a thing for my guy Saint Augustine.

Ponce De Leon Inlet Sunset

Our tour of the 2nd tallest lighthouse in Florida was ten dollars well spent.

Red pairs well with golden brown.

Fourth of July (and the three weeks surrounding it) are lit in my hood.

I am forever a lover of a long walk.

My travel mates a gorgeous boardwalk.

I lived at the airport this month, and I foresee more of that for me this coming year.

We love a festive queen.

My Uncle Chris is the family grill master. And, here he is cooking with his only son. However, I do not foresee a passing of the torch anytime soon.

Highlight of my Daytona Beach vacation, seeing a sea turtle in the flesh!

Book Club antics.

How I felt after 5 days at the all-inclusive resort in Cabo.

Downtown Cabo details.

Cabo Marina Bar Hop

My momma baiting the worm with a fresh manicure.

We met a celebrity at Yogi Bear Campground.

I devoured "Pillars of the Earth" while enjoying my neighborhood pool.

I love my bedroom.

Handsdown, the best Marg of my life.

Pink Party at the All-Inclusive. Best believe, I was standing right under that foam machine.

A Post-Pink Party selfie in Cabo!

The view from my stoop, where i do my evening reading and writing.

We read "Evelyn Hugo's 7 Husbands" for book club this past month. Therefore, we all dressed up in our best Hollywood glamour.

I found this dress at the thrift for seven dollars several years ago....I've been dying to wear it!

Sun-kissed in Daytona

The best view on our walk to the Fountain of Youth.

My gorgeous boy is 3 and headed to pre-school.

Our resort had 12 pools, This was my favorite one. Behind me was the view of the Arch.

Cinco De Mayo in Downtown Denver

This was such a fun day in the month of May. I woke up at 5am, suited up for my first attempt at an outdoor 13 miles, and ran all over my beloved city.

At about 8 miles in, around 8am, I began to run by a long line of lowriders. Immediately I remembered that I would be running by Civic Center Park right when all the car clubs would be showing up for Cinco De Mayo weekend.

With this in mind, I immediately knew where I'd be ending my run and who I needed to call to join me, my mom.

I met my mom down by the Denver Mint, she gifted me a much needed gatorade after my first successful 13 mile run and then we wandered around admiring Chicano Culture.

It was hands down my favorite day of May.

The old and the new met on the corner of Colfax and Delaware.

This was hands down the most beautiful low rider I have ever seen. Lucky for us, she is a local of Denver.

The red velvet interior, the chrome accents, and the ghost paintings in the most hidden places made this thing a true masterpiece.

Teacher Appreciation Week Flowers!

These flowers were delievered to my school, and as they carried them into my classroom my female students went wild lol.

My beautiful Mama and my smallest baby-love!

Mother's Day with this Super-Momma

She 31, has three kids (4, 2, 6 months), she's a succesful business woman, two house home-owner, and faithful friend!

Pope Leo

Although I am no longer a practicing Catholic, I found myself entralled by the election of our newest Papa. Here's a photo of my desk during my lunch break...live streaming the Vatican.

Go Nuggets

I threw on my favorite jersey several times in May to cheer on the home team.

A little note found at the end of one of my student's tests.

May's Olympic Sport:

End of year grading while day dreaming about bikinis, patio margs, and beach vacations.

Mile High Flea Market

Growing up, I have several fond memories of going to the Flea Market with my Popeye (my grandpa on my Dad's side).

On one spontaneous Sunday, I decided to cruise North and dabble in a little nostalgia and buy some free produce.

Cigarette Collision

Witnessed a multi-car crash at the intersection of Mississippi and Sante Fe.

Everyone appeared safe, but the man who caught my eye was the man who remained seated in his blue sedan, which was sandwiched between two cars. I looked hoping to see some movement to confirm that he was alright.

After a short time, I was relieved to see him moving, and then even more amused to see that in the midst of chaos, he lit up a cigarette and reclined his seat a little.

This was not his first rodeo. I aspire to be this unbothered by the chaos of life.

Cashten's Half-Birthday

With her first grandchild, my mom created the tradition of celebrating the baby's half-birthday. This year, it was Cashten's turn!

I can't believe he is already six months! *tear*

Teachers Celebrateing Summer

Following graduation ceremony, us teachers sprinted to "Burn Down" to enjoy our own little party!

Colfax Half-Marathon: During

I got to run my first half marathon with my cousin, a seasoned veteran in the sport of long distance!

She has run four halfs, two fulls, and run countless miles around our city. AND....she's a new mom who ran with zero training for this race! She's my road dog and my favorite comedian!

I loved sharing this experience with her and I also loved leaving her in the dust!

Colfax Half-Marathon: During

The shirtless firefighters were cheering us on at mile 11....so, I naturally sacrificed my pace to snag a photo!

Colfax Half-Marathon: After

My little cheerleaders came to see me at the end of the race! It was such a great surprsie!

My neighborhood "Paleta Man": Banana flavor is my go-to!

Flores

I have about 30 plus photos of random flowers I've passed on my daily walks. I'll spare you and only post one!

Drinking with the Crones

I went with my 77 year old co-worker to have a drink after a work day. She said some of her friends would be there and she wanted me to meet them.

These lovely ladies welcomed me with open arms and shared their stories of Sturgis, battles with cancer, and Peyote retreats in Arizona.

At a blissful moment of laughter, one of them said, "How's it feel hanging out with a bunch of old Crones?!". And I said, "There's no other company I'd want to keep!".

Summer Sun

My outfit for the last day of my 10th year of teaching!

4 Year Old Landscaper

We're raising a hardworking, independent, and adventurous woman!

A Rooftop Book Club

Our first meeting for "Braiding Sweetgrass" was held in the concrete jungle of Downtown Denver.

We laughed, we cried, and we marveled at the beauty of Mother Earth and the motherhood of the Divine Feminine.

Lamb's Ear

I shall have lamb's ear in my wedding bouquet.

My Garden

My first round of summer flowers have bloomed! I can't wait to see what else she brings these next few months.

River Reading

Had some time to kill before meeting some friends, so I found a place on the Platte to read!

This year's "Opening Day" for the Rockies had us in our winter gear.

My lazy Saturday mornings were usurped by this crew as our baby started her first season of basketball.

April gifted us with some much needed snow.

The trees are in full bloom, and both my allergies and the views are kicking.

A family outing to Disney on Ice. The babies loved it, and as an adult who hasn't been in 20+ years, I was pretty awestruck with the talent and costuming.

Me: Calculating the cost to create the costumes for the "Be Our Guest" ensemble.

Day One of my Orthodontic Journey

I booked my free consultation with the orthodontist with a lot of naivety. I did not realize I would be signing up for basically my first modeling gig. They took photos of my teeth, face structure, and profile for close to thirty minutes.

Then, I was ushered into a room where my photos were on full display as I leaned back in the dentist chair that felt like a leather recliner. As I waited for the doctor, I snapped this photo and texted my mother..."Wow, look at my gorgeous teeth!". lol

Well, that moment was short lived as my fabulous doctor came in pointing out the imperfections of my smile and solutions to fix it. She said that not only my baby tooth would need to go (the main reason I am pursuing braces), but also my four wisdom teeth and possibly two more teeth close to my incisors.

Ma'am, I came here to get my teeth straightened, not to become a toothless gummy bear.

I left there feeling a bit alarmed and turned off all together...as I am not pursuing a perfect smile, but only trying to correct the gap that will occur when my beloved baby tooth is extracted (You can see her in the last photo frame on the far right).

Therefore, I decided to pursue a second opinion and this next doctor said that all those additional extractions were not necessary and they can pull my baby tooth and set me on a course to pull my adult tooth forward to fill and straighten the gap. Alleluia.

So, the plan is in motion. My baby tooth will be extracted in early May. I'll be having a "Hot Hillbilly Summer" as I rock a semi-toothless smile and then invisalign. We'll see how this goes lol.

Daily Carpool Date: Looking at the clouds with her homemade binoculars and classy leg-cross.

An aerial view of the mess that is my vanity.

A mother and her first child on their 4th easter egg hunt together.

Serving up Easter Pastels and a Tater Tot casserole on this Easter Morning.

Cousins chatting about the life cycle of Mushrooms.

Trash Hikes

During one of my runs on the South Platte, I came across a group of souls picking up trash with the 5 gallon buckets and crab-like trash grabbing tools. I stopped to thank them and one of the men said, "Feel free to join us. We have supplies around the corner". So, I paused my run, picked up my supplies and filled a 5 gallon bucket before resuming my run home.

I was so excited to meet about 20 other like-minded souls who were taking care of the trail. Picking up trash along my long walks has been something I have done since my Covid days, but it has always been a solo excursion. Therefore, I am so glad to have found this group and to help out by keeping my beloved Denver clean.

Here is the info if you would like to join us!

My view from a Sunday Morning Yoga Session at my home.

Turquoise, a blend of blue and green, generally symbolizes tranquility, communication, and emotional balance. It is also associated with healing, protection, and clear thinking. In some cultures, it represents growth, renewal, and spiritual connection.

My beautiful cousin Moranda hosted book club this month. We finished up Chelsea Handler's latest book and all left those pages having a HUGE girl-crush on the woman.

The first blooms in my wildflower garden!

Rivers: I would steal him if I could.

I spent a lot of hours on the South Platte trail this month as a I train for my first half-marathon in May. Here is a snippet of one of it's many glorious views.

Random Rant / Hot Take: I've truly never understood why taking care of the yard is considered a "man's job" in the classic patriarchial sense. Mowing the lawn might be the easiest chore in all of my household-keeping duties. It literally takes no muscle. I'd argue that mopping requires more physical exertion.

Simple Pleasure: I love drinking my coffee during my morning shower.

Call Me MacGyver

In the month of April, I got two flat tires. First one was on my way to the Rockies's opening day and it was the first time I ever had to change my tire "out in the wild". My dad has trained me all of my life for that moment, and it came. I was on the side of the busy street jacking my car up with the dinky scissor jack and spinning lug nuts. I truly felt so proud of myself.

My second flat tire came at an even less opportune time. I was leaving work to go pick up my niece from school and I found my opposite back tire completely flat. I debated jacking my car up and doing another pit crew tire swap, but determined I did not have time for that as she needed to be picked up in 15 mins. So, I rolled my car over to my local gas station praying for an air pump and that I wouldn't bend my rim rolling on a completely flat tire. Fortunately, my prayers were answered and I filled up my tire and found the hissing nail that had punctured it.

It was then that I decided that my best solution was to create my own patch via the supplies in my pencil case. I went into full MacGyver mode by using an Elmer's glue stick and some bandaids. The quick assembled innovation stopped the flood of hissing and I rolled on to pick up my niece. Once I signed her out, I let her know about the emergency and she asked to see the tire. She took a moment to look it over and she said, “I think that will work”. With the compliments from my 4 year old niece, I banked on her hope and continued to hurry to my parent’s house so we could patch my tire.

We made it home. I was relieved. My dad was impressed. And, Wesley got her first lesson on how to change a tire. Life truly is fascinating full cycle.

Me, anxiously awaiting river season.

A Northside Denver Staple

I spent many family dinners here eating the Spanoli plate with homemade noodles. Patsy was always your server when you came here; so it was only right we gave her a toast as we enjoyed her meal.

I truly do not know if she is still alive so I said, "To Patsy, whether she be down the street at Mount Carmel Catholic Church or up above watching us eat our canolis."

My fellow-fashionista: When we get home from school we promptly drop our school unifrom and "get fabulous". This day's outfit was an Oktoberfest dress, all the jewlery she owns, winter gloves, Elsa crocks, and a hair full of clips.

As I helped her dress all she would say was, "I am so so so fabulous" over and over again. And I'd say, "Yes you are, babygirl!".

I love helping to raise a confident Queen!

We did a backyard hibachi experience for my Auntie Gina's 50th birthday party!

And he came equipped with a Sake filled Super Soaker!

My Handsome: those auburn curls and big dark eyes!

I like to tell him, "You're so gorgeous!"'; to which he replies, "No, I'm handsome!".

Views from the third row. 12 people in one car ain't nothing new to this crew.

Add this to my Wish List

My color palette and design for my kitchen mural.

Before

During

After

After School Slurpees

My flowers were cracking soil and braving the final frosts of April.

My view from a downtown run.

Got to see my girl TRIXIE MATTEL live!

We danced for hours and fell in love with Rebecca Black.

Solid Pink Disco was the name, so I brought out my pinks and my little blonde bob.

The women's bathroom at Trixie's show was the place to be.

Brining the girls out for Trixie's show. Never do I ever expose the décolletage...but Trixie Mattel scares away the hetro-males and brings out the gays and gals...so I knew I'd be safe lol.

I felt fabulous and free.

When they ask me what I want to be when I grow up...

Eva's First Birthday Party

Our baby Eva is a big one year old. We celebrated at Cochino Taco out in Arvada, and margaritas were had.

This party was to celebrate our baby Eva, but it was also a celebration of her parents Moranda and Joaquin. I am a firm believer that first birthdays are mostly a celebration of the survival of the parents. They did it. The long hours, the restless nights, the complete shift in focus....it's a feat worthy of the highest admiration. I am so proud of both of them and thankful for them bringing this little soul into our family.

My Little River Otter

We visited "The Golden Mill" for Arianna's early birthday party as she will be jet-setting across the world for her actual birthday.

While there, my little sunny boy kept asking, "You wanna go look at the river?!". And I, a fellow lover of the river, said, "Yes! Let's go again!".

I love his enthusiasm for life and his general sweetness. He is truly an angel walking this earth...and he's got the perfect cherub curls to prove it.

The Denver Pow Wow

We caught the "Opening Ceremony March" at Denver's 49th Annaul Pow Wow.

This ceremony always makes me cry as you see all the Natives from their various tribes keep their tradition alive through music, dance, and dress. It is an honor it witness.

We Are Not Defeated

Before the opening ceremony, the men and women prepped their vestments and makeup in the rows of the Coliseum. Watching each one of them transform out of their "daily clothes" into their "holy clothes" was nothing short of miraculous and felt like peeking behind the holy veil of the temple.

While they dressed/prepared, the MC, Chris Eagle Hawk, made general remarks to all who were in attendance. He addressed our current political climate and he said, "I encourage you to not become disheartened. We Natives have experienced the punishing hand of the United States Government, but we do not become disheartened. We do not stop fighting. We are seeds. We grow and flourish even if we may be trampled. He shall not triumph if we all remember what America truly is.".

It was so profound, intuitively perfect, and raised the crowd (consisting of all cultures/colors) to their feet.

Best Dressed

A young boy in his regalia at the start of the Pow Wow. I loved the colors he chose and the handiwork of the tassels. I wish I could have seen him dance because I am sure it bounced beautifuly.

Happy Valentine's Day!

This will forever be my favorite holiday as I am a hopeless lover-girl. I not only believe in the power of love, but that each day should be one of romance....that each day is a chance to fall in love...a chance to fall deeper in love with the life in front of you. And, I think Valentine's Day captures some of that magic. It inspires everyone to create some romance in their life...and I find that profoundly beautiful.

Plus, I look damn good in red. □

Home Away from Home

Spring is here and I'm back at the river. Soon enough she'll see me again in my swim suit and a big fat book.

After School Shenanigans

The weather has turned and we are back to our after school shenanigans of getting slurpees and taking bike rides.

Old School

Spring Semester brought another round of Parent/Teacher conferences. These days are full as they bring the parent/teacher/student community together, but they are also full as they bring very long days.

On these days, teachers are to be in the building from 8am to 8pm. So, on this day, I forwent my usual gym routine and decided to lift at my high school's gym and I was pleasantly surprised to find an old school gym with solid iron plates and dumbbells. I lowkey felt like I was at Gold's Gym from the Arnold Schwarzenegger era.

The gym felt like a playground as I took control of the surround sound and was all alone with the loaded barbell on my back. It was surely a little piece of paradise and I am committed to sneaking in there more often.

New Turquoise

This year, I told my parents that I did not want Christmas gifts, but instead I would want to go with them to pick out a piece of jewelry.

While at the Pow Wow, this new turquoise piece caught my eye. I love how it was a raw and unique embellishment. The turquoise piece is half-moon shaped and capped with a silver crown which results in it looking almost like a chile pepper or even a a pointed knife. Then the oval coral piece perfectly lays within the curves of the turquoise. It feels both masculine and feminine, but ulitmately it is simply gorgeous.

I fell in love with her immediately and I knew she was the piece for me.

She also perfectly matches my beloved turquoise heart necklace. She was meant to be mine!

A South Park Sunset

Spent a weekend away at my Auntie Angie's cabin out in Jefferson. It was a quick yet refreshing getaway.

Porcupine Papi

I saw my first porcupine while out hiking in Jeferson with my dad. Unfortunately, this little guy had met his demise, but it gave me the opportunity to get a close examination of this cute little creature.

Snow Day Spinning

Some fresh, yet not quite blizzard level snow brought me an opportunity to spin some donuts in my school's parking lot before the kids got there.

I had a solid 20 minute spin sesh and earned one solid thumbs up from one snow plow.

The Best Fun-Pa

Every Friday is "Fun-Pa Friday" and on this particular day Fun-Pa was blessed with his favorite weather...snow. Therefore, he got to take his babies to do his favorite activity...sledding.

I love this photo because it captures my dad's devotion to his grandchildren, but it also reminds me of my own childhood when he would take us out to the biggest hills in Denver to sled with our little red sled. I have many of those memories and it wasn't until I was much older that I learned that wrapping your feet in King Sooper plastic grocery bags to go sledding wasn't something all the kids did....we simply did it because we didn't have snow boots lol.

Baby Cashten

My little baby just turned four months old and this is my favorite age. He is so alert, yet still so cuddly.

During my spring break I was able to spend one whole day cuddling him by the fire after his 4 month check-up which was accompanied by shots.

Here is a photo of him from that day...a rare moment of me putting him down. The cradle was my mother's when she was a baby and the Winnie the Poo bumpers and mattress pad were sewn by me!

Caught with Cavities

Posing with my x-rays as I await my destiny with the dentist.

It was on this day that I was told that I may have the most teeth in the office as I have all my wisdom teeth and I still have a baby tooth.

I said, "I guess that means I'm full of wisdom and still child-like". He then said, "That...and you have a big mouth". I laughed and volleyed the banter by saying, "Someone's gotta bring the jawline angles into the room."

Trivia with Teachers

Trivia at Englewood Tavern was led by the history teacher at my school. Let's just say there were way too many geography questions and obscure questions about forgotten Presidents.

Bernie and AOC

I rode my bike down to the Capitol in hopes to catch a glimpse of the living legends that are Bernie Sander and AOC.

They have been bright lights these past two months and I am so happy to not only have gotten to see them, but to meet so many people who share the same hopes/worries as me.

I knew there would be a crowd when I biked down there, but I had no idea I would be one amongst 34,000. It was an epic day. A hopeful day.

Feh: This non-fiction book was a hysterical read that helped me heal a lot of my own religious trauma. The author discusses his upbringing as an observant Jew and his transition into the complexities of adulthood. It made me laugh hysterically as well as feel a little less alone in the world of post-religious-observance. I'd give it a strong 4.5/5 stars.

I'm Mostly Here to Enjoy Myself: This read is a Parisian "Eat Pray Love". She chronicles her adventures in Paris post-covid and lands on topics such as singlehood, dating, adventure, isolation, and fresh starts. It was a decent read. I'd give it a solid 3/5 stars.

John Lewis: A Life: This biography of the Civil Rights Icon, John Lewis, was an incredible read. I knew John Lewis was a heroic man, but this very large biography exposes all the details of his history, passion, and his hopes for America. I picked it up shortly after MLK day, and I finished it within a week. I put it down feeling inspired, hopeful, and ready to start some "Good Trouble". I'd rate it a strong 5/5 stars.

I'll Have What She's Having: I am currently reading this with 11 other women and I am loving it! I've always followed Chelsea Handler as she was a mainstay on late night tv. I found her to be a little too crude for my liking, but it won the vote for book club. And, I have not only found it funny, but I have found her to be a rather enlightened woman. Sure she is wild, but her thoughtfulness that is exposed in the memoir feels so genuine and authentic. I am thoroughly enjoying it and I am loving the convos that it prompted at our first book club meeting. So far, I'd rate it 4/5 stars!

Ms. Mischevious

I have a rather mischevious student who is continuously late to my class.

On this particular day he strolled in fifteen minuets late with a chipotle cup in his hand. I said, "Oh, a long lunch was had I see'. He responded a cheeky reply about traffic as I closed the door behind him. I then gave him his work and told him that now he only had thirty minuets to finish, so he better "lock-in" (as the kids say these days).

He got to work and returned to my desk to do some grading. Then, not even five minutes later he comes up to my desk and smiles at me, knowing I would not approve, and he asked, "Miss, may I go to the bathroom?". I shook my head no. He began to plead like a child. "Please, Please, three minutes". I continued to shake my head but exaggeratedly this time...so much so that my curls levitated from where they laid framing my face. "No. No. No." I said. Then his return pleas. Then my rebuttal, "Nunca. Nunca. Nunca.". We then both began to giggle as we mutually recognized the mischievousness in both of us.

I then stopped, titled my head and asked, "Is it an emergency?". "Yes", he replied. So, knowing the potential for disaster, I said, "Ok, you have three minutes...I'm going to time you." as I started a timer on the projected screen on the wall. I knew this might motivate him as he is a student athlete, but also knowing that this trick works great on toddlers and elementary students.

As the time ticked toward the final seconds, the door swung open and he made the time. I began to slow clap and the whole room joined in a shared triumph as he is one of my students who routinely takes fifteen bathroom breaks.

He waved both hands as if he had just hit a grand slam and walked over to me and said, "Thank you, Miss. This is for you.". He then handed me this little worn ring that you would find in a gumball machine. I said thank you, smiled, and then wondered where on earth he got this in the span of those three minutes.

Teaching is not for the weak of heart, but these moments of building and fostering a community of caring and fun makes a lot of the "other stuff" all worth it.

Off to Antarctica

1/3 of the table is pictured here as we gathered to celebrate my Auntie Gina's upcoming escapade to Antarctica!

Her trip itinerary included: A stop in Argentina, a day kayaking with the blue whales, walking the arctic with penguins, and jumping into the freezing waters for a true 'Polar Plunge". She is a badass...and a true inspiration to live with a vibrant vivaciousness!

Lady Luck

After our Antarctica send-off, some of the family members decided to keep the party going by trying our luck up in Black Hawk.

I am proud to say that I was that lucky lady as I brought home 400 dollars from my wins at the Craps table.

I've only played Craps a handful of times, but that day I was feeling lucky. So, I dropped 60 dollars and my stack grew quickly after I rolled for a solid 40 mins. I won hundreds of dollars for the table and I even had some money thrown at me from the other players at the table. I was hot and my number 8 kept showing on the die.

I played for close to three hours that day and I think I found my new favorite table game.

Ready to Roll

Before we went our separate ways to gamble, we crammed into a hotel room to stock the fridge and indulge in some shit talk and seltzers.

Lucky Boots

My Uncle Chris has very refined taste.

"Amatuer" Artists

The students at my school created this wonderful faces inspired by the works of Kimmy Cantrell. They are constructed out of the simple materials of cardborad and paint.

I was so inspried by their beauty that I plan to make my own!

Pow Wow Wow

I found this dress at the thrift store about two years ago. It's a simple wrap dress, but I always receive a lot of compliments when I wear it.

I chose to wear it for the Pow Wow because of its floral/naturalist theme and it's bright colors. I did this intentionally because those outside of the culture may envision animal-hide-tan as the dominant color of Natives, when the reality is that the culture is bright and loves to present the bright colors of nature in their regalia.

My Newest Friend

This is Guyla. She is a para at my school. And, she may very well be the most badass woman in Denver.

She is seventy-one years old and she drinks her Bud Light on ice. She's been riding motorcycles since she was thirteen years old and she hitchhiked across America not once, but twice. She's been shot, kidnapped, stabbed, and thrown 30 yards off her motorcycle. She frequented Sturgees and knows all the best dives in Denver. She's a breath of fresh air. She is confident in her mature beauty, dawns her long grey hair down to her waist, and has the best collection of earrings and Doc Martens. She's everything that is missing in our digital age. AI is no threat to her. She is as real and raw as you can get. And her presence solidifies my own convictions to do the same.

I’m so lucky to be her “Hot Date” on Wednesdays…especially because she self-proclaimed that she doesn’t like most people. When I asked her why she allowed me the honor, she said…”Because you’re the real deal. It’s evident in everything you do. You’re you. No one else. And I like that”. It was easily one of the best compliments I have gotten in a while.

A Wild Fashionista

We are raising a free spirit. You can see it in the way she dresses, the way she unflinchingly picks up inchworms, and in the way she hauls ass down a hill on her pedal-less bike.

Cocktails and Flippers

Found a cool little bar that has creative cocktails and free pinball. My coworkers are nerds...and I support their hobbies. I am truly game for whatever.

Beauty as Payment

As I sat drinking my morning cup of coffee in bed, I felt inspired to capture a snapshot of my private view.

This is the foot of my bed. I love how the sheer canopy of my four post bed framed the cranes of the partition for my closet.

This partition screen has been in my family for over twenty years. It was given to my dad as payment for a side job he did for a family friend. My dad laid some tile for the friend, but he was unable to pay so he gave my dad these partitions that he had gotten from Vietnam shortly after his time in the Vietnam War.

I have always loved them, and once I moved into a large enough space, I knew I wanted to ask my dad to pull them out of storage so that they could receive the proper light and love that they deserve.

They are so gorgeous. The vibrant colors are constructed out of silk threads that have been hand-woven.

Klimt Collage

If you were to ask me my favorite artist, I may very well say Klimt. I adore his use of gold and his refusal to be timid with vibrant color. His work also captures the beauty of the naked body and the universal language of the embrace.

Saint Patrick's Parade

Denver loves a parade. And, I'm a Denver girl.

Frisbee Golf

Our first 70 degree day welcomed the opportunity to play some frisbee golf with friends. I forgot to take photos of the action, but I did snag a photo of this piece of art on Tee Pad #7.

Dive In Bar

This is one of my favorite bars on South Broadway. They have two pool tables, two ping pong tables, one foosball table, and a speed boat in the middle of the bar. Oh, and the drinks are equally cheap and strong.

Star Crossed Lovers

"I don't want to need you, 'cause I can't have you."

I watched this movie as a child, and remembered being struck by the beauty of both Meryl Streep and Clint Eastwood.

But, on a lazy Sunday, I re-watched the movie as an adult and wept like a child. The story of these two star-crossed lovers is a beautiful tragedy about the surety of untimely love. It captures the grief and profundity of the unfortunate fate of falling love at the most inopportune time.

But what is grief, if not love persevering?

Teachers on Spring Break

I spent one of my days of Spring Break protesting at the Capitol with the teacher unions of Coloado.

He Gets It

Several students were also seen at the protest. This little guy was so creative with his sign and had the sweetest smile.

Half-Marathon Training

Living in the heart of Denver allows me to walk out my door, catch the South Platte Trail and sightsee much of my hometown's important landmarks while I log my miles.

Six Miles; All Smiles

This run was particularly beautiful as we were blessed with a night's rain the previous evening. The air was fresh, the Platte was gushing, and the skyscrapers had a fresh wash.

Can I say it again? I love my city.

National Western Stock Show.

Waiting for my turkey leg with my tall boy.

A Friday Night Rodeo

My favorite event is the Cowboy Roping. This is when the cowboy and his horse are released from the chute the same time as a small cow. The cowboy has to rope the cow around the neck, jump off his horse, and tie both the front and back legs of the cow.

Chute Out Bar

After the Rodeo, we scooted to the Chute Out Bar to chase some yellowjackets and meet all the cowboys.

The Deloran

Found an 80's themed speakeasy off of Broadway in Denver. The aesthetic was 10/10.

High Score

While at The Deloran, I pumped some quarters into the Ms. Pacman and I managed to get the machine's high score. I am proud, but also firmly aware that if I brought my mother here, she would crush that.

Milennium Flacon Jungle Juice

I am far from a Star Wars fan, but this was neccessary for the table. Another highlight (not pictured) was the "tv dinner" inspired appetizers.

My Great Grandpa and My Uncle Dickie

My mom sent me this photo with the following caption: "I found this photo of my Papu (right) and your first crush, Uncle Dickie (left)".

It's reassuring to hear that my taste in men hasn't changed much. lol. What can I say, I like a well dressed man, with a long square face and a head of voluminous hair.

Fun Fact: I actually saw my Uncle Dickie at a funeral about a year ago. He was still as fly as ever....even in his 80s.

God Bless a Beautiful Gene Pool

Officially Registered

Training has begun for this year's Colfax Marathon. This is my first half-marathon and I am a bit nervous...but I am excited to run through the Denver Zoo and through some of Denver's best landmarks/parks.

Two Blackbirds

I saw this beauty at one of my favorite metaphysical shops in Denver. Unfortunately, she was not for sale.

Lunar New Year

Kicking off "The Year of the Snake" by stopping by the "Far East Center" in Denver's "Little Vietnam". I grabbed some red envelopes and some candy to hand out to my students.

Lunar New Year is one of my favorite holiday's of the year. I consider it more of a "fresh start" than the New Year's of January first.

Also, it reminds me of teaching at my first school. It was at this school that I began the whole school tradition of celebrating this day as a way to honor our large population of Vietnamese students. I look back fondly at that as one of the best things I left behind at that school as I remember the swelling of pride that my students felt as we celebrated their culture.

Sick in Bed

During the month of January, I unfortunately caught a 2 week cold that I could not shake.

Communication is Key

For a full week, I communicated with my kids via typing and projecting on the screen. Gratefully, my kids were so kind to me a few even made me "Get Well" cards.

Wisdom via Celestial Seasonings

It is hot tea season and I love reading the quotes Celestial Seasonings peppers on their various flavors.

This quote resonated with me as I feel it captures my own philosophy of life: I want to experience the breadth and width of life; not just the shallowness that promises safety.

Valentine's Day Nails

Valentine's Day is my favorite holiday...so I decided to celebrate a little bit early with this design.

Snow on my Ponderosa

Denver has been a bit too dry for my liking. I've missed the snow, shoveling, and spinning donuts in empty parking lots.

Crowded Gyms

Every January, gyms are blessed with an increase in attendance. As a routine gym-rat, this can be frustrating; however, I find it to be very inspiring to see newbies trying something new and making their health a priority.

So, if you're new to the gym...Welcome! And if you're a fellow gym-rat like me who is experiencing some frustration with limited availability of machines...remember that you were once new and that we have some brave new souls who want to be just like you.

I Love My Gym

No tvs, no music, a killer view of the Mile High Stadium, and a diverse crowd of trust fund babies and North Side Vatos.

Fun with my Students

After a long 90 minute class, I gave my kids 15 minutes of free time and they broke out this "vintage" digital camera. They took turns snapping photos and posing.

Observing my students play and be goofy made my heart swell and my eyes water. This month has been hard on my kids as all of them are feeling the uncertainty of our nation's current upheaval and the daily fears they experience while being in school that is no longer considered a "Sanctuary Location".

These past two weeks have been traumatic for them, but I and the other teachers in my building are assuring them of their safety and the fight that we are willing to fight for them.

Slurpees with Nina

Hitting 7-11 with my carpool after school. Being the "fun aunt" is my calling.

Stadium Inn

Popped into this bar in hopes to play some pool, but found it to be overtaken by DU college students.

I rarely feel like an elder, but as I waited in line for the bathroom, I looked around and felt like I was hanging out in a daycare.

P.S. I wish I would have sent this photo to the couple in the center. They look beautiful.

Idaho Spring's Best Dive

I played a lot of pool this month, but my favorite game was here in one of my favorite dive bars. I came here after a long soak at Indian Hot Springs and picked up a game with a motorcycle babe in her 70s. We were neck and neck, but she managed to kick my ass every game.

Her name was Lenore and a lifelong resident of Idaho Springs. We talked pool, motorcycles, favorite roulette numbers, and being a woman who runs with wolves.

She inspired me and solidified my own identity as a woman who cannot be tamed.

Upon leaving, I asked if we could trade numbers to meet up again to play, and she cool-ly said..."I don't have a phone, you know where to find me". #Goals

Wrestling at West High School

My baby cousin (7th grade) dominated the 160 lb weight class.

Here is an action shot of him effortlessly body slamming his opponent into a tap-out submission.

Love on Colfax

I love the new Colfax tradition of hanging these hearts in the Heart of Downtown Denver.

Saint Cajetan's Restored to Original Colors

To celebrate its 100th birthday, this historic building was converted back to its original colors. It is a glorious and a beautiful oasis in a sea of concrete gray.

Best Cocktail: Goldfinch's "Pleased to Meet You"

Tried a new spot called Goldfich. It has a swanky vibe with great color, fabric, and cocktails.

The "Pleased to Meet You" was my favorite. He are the ingredients: Rye Whiskey, Canton, Honey Ginger Syrup, Lemon, Angostura Liquer, Sage

Denim Dime

This month I was a shameless outfit repeater with this look. I wore it to the following events:

1. Friday Night Rodeo
2. Wandering the Stock Show
3. Dance Lessons at the Grizzly Rose
4. Zach Top Concert

4 Hour Brunch

A spontaneous family brunch quickly turned into an all-day event after bottomless mimosas got involved.

Lookout Mountain

Bored at home? Don't scroll on your phone. Instead, gas up your car and go for a ride. If you're in Denver...cruising the curves of Lookout Mountain is always a good ass time.

Run in my Hose

I wore my favorite tights to work, but unfortunately caught a run via my long nails.

Ponder: What is it about a run in your hose that makes an outfit teeter on the realm of scandalousness. Is it social conditioning? Is it the peek of flesh? Is it the juxtaposition of femininity and the roughness of tears?

Sold Out

Waiting in line at Zach Top's sold out show. I was sick as a dog without a voice, but I had to see that man work.

Zach Top

A young man in his 20s bringing the 90s country vibes with his steel guitar songs and starched button-up shirts.

I have never seen the Grizzly Rose so packed and never have I seen so many buckets of beer purchased so as to limit your amount of "bar breaks" you'd have to take and potentially lose your spot in the crowd.

My Inner-Clepto's Temptation

I saw this beauty at the "side bar" at the Grizzly Rose. I loved it and even found myself evaluating the "steal-ability" of the piece (I mean....look how easy it would have been).

But rest assured, I left her behind as I am a believer in the effects of karma.

Free Pool Wednesdays

My favorite pool hall in Denver...I shall not disclose the location. If you know this photo, we should hang out.

The Bride and Groom....and their baby!

My baby cousin got married at the start of December. It was a beautiful themed wedding that captured the feel of the 1920s. All guests fully leaned into the theme and flappers and zoot suits crowded the dance floor. Oh! And I can't forget the cocktail hour entertainment...burlesque dancers.

It was a throw down, and it took a week for my blisters on my feet to heal from all the dancing.

The Bride and her doting Bridesmaids.

My favorite time of day: Me, in front of my vanity in my 2nd bedroom that I've converted into a closet, getting ready for the day.

Christmas Pj Party at my Auntie Angies for my Uncle Jerome's and my cousing Bella's bday.

My family has always had matching pjs for Christmas Eve/Christmas...and it was fun to wear them again for this family bday party!

After the PJ party, some of the cousins decided to keep the party going and to go to a local little hot spot for dancing.

Luckily, I had a change of clothes in my car and I was ready to get into some weekend mischief.

After dancing, we landed at the pool hall. Two of my favorite things.

Christmas shopping at the antique shops off South Broadway.

Golfing in December.

I'm atrocious, but I'm also always down for a good time.

I'm a full moon woman.

My little sister and our family's newest gift.

A sweet card from the Math teacher I have been co-teaching with the past year and a half.

He is moving to another school district and I will miss learning from him and teaching with him.

Christmas festivities at EHS.

My dolls and the neighborhood Nativity scene.

My first Christmas tree.

I decorated her with dried orange slices, baby's breath, and a single string of lights.

I love her and she will be sitting here elegantly until the Stock Show ends...as any proper Denverite should do.

My Christmas present to myself was this gorgeous mid-century modern console.

The abstract, geometric wood grain design is a gorgeous piece of art. I also love how the "legs" of the console are different on each opposing side: one side having the classic mid-century peg leg and the other side making use of a large block that runs through the piece. Another aspect that I love is how the console is tiered: the console box, the oval block on the left side and then a glass shelf that is held by two sterling silver columns.

She is gorgeous and I am happy to provide her a safe home!

A drum circle at Red Rocks Winter Solstice celebration.

This is held every year at sunrise on the Winter Solstice. All walks of life bring their drums and welcome the sun as it creeps over the expansive horizon.

This was my first year attending and I was deeply moved by the spontaneous ceremony that erupted there. All generations were gathered and it was beautiful to encounter others who connected and in tune with rhythms and cycles of nature. The celebration of light following a long darkness was deeply moving and something that I will carry with me into 2025.

A festive Downtown Denver.

Pampering: Getting a manicure and pedicure concurrently had me feeling like a Queen.

First Wrestling Match of the Year.

I can still smell the sweat and feel the heat from this match, but it was all worth it to watch my baby cousin take first for his first weekend back to wrestling.

I'm still a jock, through and through, so I will always love watching live sports; however, watching your blood participate brings a whole other level of enthusiasm.

Amen.

My kind of girl: She has her dress and "heels" on to go for a bike ride.

Baking for the Christmas Eve Party.

My Reindeer Cookies

Jersey Shore Christmas Costume

For the past ten-ish years my family has thrown a curve ball into Christmas and we have made our Christmas Eve party themed. It all started with an ugly Christmas sweater party and then it quickly transitioned into full on costume parties.

Some of our previous themes have been: Tutu Christmas, Wig Christmas, Prom Christmas, Movie Star Christmas, Cholo Christmas, Biker (Motorcycle) Christmas, Mardi Gras Christmas, Christmas in Mexico, and a few others I've forgotten.

This year's theme was proposed by my sister Dianna and her husband Josh. They are die-hard "Jersey Shore" fans and they proposed that we take this Christmas to the Shore. Below are some photos of this year’s fun.

Two wild Snookies in the kitchen.

A J-Wow and her wow-wows. lol

I cackled when she walked into the party. My girl is already well-endowed, but she went on amazon and bought her a pair of prosthetic breasts to really bring the J-Wow factor to the party. Not only were they jaw-dropping, but at the end of the night she took them off and passed around the table for further investigation.

A Snookie in party-rocking mode.

A deep-cut classic of Mike "The Situation" in a neck brace.

Brianna, Dianna, and Moranda enjoying their time at the Shore.

Things got a little wild after the kids left to be tucked in bed for Santa Clause.

Christmas Morning

We have had matching pjs for Christmas every year since I was born, but these year's might be my all-time favorite.

Being an auntie is so much fun, especially when you get to spoil them with outrageous gifts.

This year I gifted my niece a Barbie Dream House for Christmas. This was a "holy grail" item when I was a child, but unfortunately Santa never got me that item off my list. So, I got to play Santa and give this to my niece to add to her hand-me-down Barbie collection that she inherited from my sisters and I. Now her dozens of Babies have a home and a decades long wish-list item of mine has been fulfilled.

Adding to my bedroom mural has been a slow and steady process...with a lot of painting and a lot of painting over.

On this day, I painted for a total of 8 hours, then I layed down in bed and decided that I hated the orange. Next day, I bought more white paint and started over.

Some might find that frustrating or consider it a waste of time, but I truly do enjoy the painting process and allowing myself the margin of error to try something, reject it, and then start over.

Painting has been very meditative for me as it allows me to slow down, hyper-focus, and allow my mind to connect thoughts, music, images, emotions into a single composite. I'll keep you updated on its progress. I'm sure it will be finished by summer....at least I hope.

My painting station.

Texas Hold 'Em

I played so well that night that players started taking out loans from me.

A romantic New Year's Toast.

I was a lady in red for a New Year's Eve Pajama Party. One silk robe layered under my luxurious see-through mesh robe with fur hemmings had me feeling hot.

The "meat" of my Thanksgiving Turkeys. They were simple to make, and a hit as soon as I trotted them into the party.

Dia de los Muertos on the Sante Fe Art District

Tonantzin Casa de Cafe

The most beautiful and festive coffee shop in Denver.

Who needs hand warmers for the winter football game when you have this doll around.

The whole fam showed up to cheer on the Lakewood Tiger's MVP; my baby cousin Jeremiah. He scored all four touchdowns in this game. And best believe his cheering section was the loudest.

Romance is not dead.

My snack of choice this November: sweet potato, peanut butter, bananas, and blueberries.

Notes from my time at CoTESOL's Fall Convention.

Tuned in to watch a Legend take his final bow.

The match itself was lack-luster, but it was nostalgic for my whole family. Growing up, I spent many weekends gathered at my aunt's/uncles to watch various boxing fights much like other Mexican families (I vividly remember when Tyson bit off Holyfields ear). It was an excuse to throw a party, line up modelos and bet on rounds. Also, the real highlight of the night was watching the ladies' match before...I'll for sure tune in for Amanda Serrano's next fight!

Cupcakes I cheekily decorated for the Tyson/Paul fight. The bloody ears were a hit.

My gorgeous sister 9 months pregnant at her Baby Sprinkle.

My Home: Kitchen Corner

This Month's Nails

Watching the boys and this view.

Big Hair; Bigger Smile

Rode my bike into Downtown Denver to hit the best Deli in Denver, visit the newly refurbished Central Library, and generally wander around town.

Leven Deli Co.

I'd argue they have the best Rueben in Denver...and the aesthetics are right.

Downtown Denver *chef's kiss*

An outfit I threw together and found rather boring, but was well loved by the masses.

A delicious little cocktail at the cutest litte bar.

November's Reads: Both are rocking my world.

My First Avalance Game!

Don't let your 9th row seats at the Av's game stop you from your passion...Words with Friends lol.

The 5th floor of the Central Library.

Gorgeous architecture and great company as a group of elders met to discuss Colorado History. I pulled up a chair and joined the proud Denver pioneers and talked about Ghost Towns, the founding populations that predominantly consisted of Natives/Chicanos and miners. We traded favorite pockets and places and edged into a conversation and preservation and gentrification. I traded numbers with various Denver Elders and I hope to be invited back.

Brought out one of my favorite simple outfits: a full body catsuit, a classic 80's print, knee high boots, and a gold plated choker.

I have many memories tied to this outfit, but the most pronounced one was when I wore this on my first trip out of the country to Ireland.

I am a strong believer in dressing up for flights, even if they are only an hour long. So, I applied that same thinking as I flew across the pond to England. I fully knew that this is not the norm, as most people travel in athleisure or that which is borderline pajamas. Therefore, even though I felt fabulous and comfortable, I was also flagged at every airport checkpoint/customs. I was grilled, detained, and singled out while my leisurely dressed sister breezed through all checkpoints. It was stressful and ridiculous, but looking back they must have thought I was some drug lord's wife with my knock-off Versace print shirt.

Red Lip Strong, even when I'm just cozy at home.

Leaving my print wherever I go.

"From Far Away Nearby" by Geogia O'Keeffe

My baby sister with her newest baby.

An Angel *tears*

The male belly dancer stole the show at the burlesques show.

Post Championship Game: the star with his adoring fans.

A Simmer Pot to infuse my home with all the festive smells: oranges, cinnamon, rosemary, and pine needles from the Ponderosa tree in my front yard.

"Where are you going today? You look so incredible", the cashier said as she scanned my produce. I beamed a smile and replied, "Here".

My faithful Luna and 44444

Love me a working man.

Sewing for the new baby.

Big Smiles are in the Genes.

A Stuffed Turkey and a Stuffed Kitchen.

Denver's Christkindlmarket at Civic Center Park.

An Oktoberfest in the heat of the Christmas season, yes please!

This event was totally free, family friendly, and festive. I was particularly fond of the "Dance Hall" tent that was decorated beautifully and housed the "Austrian Boys" as they played their Polka music.

Random Fact: Mexican "banda" music and mariachi music has its roots in Polka music. Polka came to Mexico through immigration in the late 19th century, when Germans and people from the Czech Republic brought the accordion and traditional Eastern European orchestras to northern Mexico and south Texas. That is why they sound so similar and that is why you can dance the same dance patterns to both styles of music!

Chilling with D'Angelo before bed.

My after school upper body workout.

Yes, I'm the girl who picks up cool rocks on her daily walks.

Proud of my big ass pumpkin and my Denver Broncos.

Caught a play at my local Chicano Theater down on the Sante Fe Art's District.

Only the silky-est of sheets for my little loves.

Happy Halloween!

Bike rides to "Little Machine" on Game Day are a major perk to living in the heart of Denver.

Catching my last rooftop before the snow rolls in.

I like big....pumpkins and I cannot lieeeeeeee.

Ladies & Gentlemen....Austin Powers.

She's getting married...and we celebrated the only way we know how...with a themed party!

Moranda cross-dressed yet again and took on the role of the "shagadelic" Austin Powers while us ladies costumed as her adoring lovers. But, the latter didn't take much effort because we adore this restless wildchild!

We are so excited to "make her an honest women" later this year. And guess what, her wedding is also themed. Yeah, she's that cool.

One of my favorite spontaneous adventures during the work week is to go to amateur stand up comedy shows.

The baby comedians chase their dream of garnering a laugh by signing up for their 3 min sets. To be honest, it's never very good, but I like to smile and cheer them on with my innate teacher energy because I love to see people putting themselves out there and chasing a passion. And yes, sometimes they make me laugh.

And, I've pitched the idea for my family to come with me and we each try to put a solid minute together and brace the stage....because why not?

A cinematic little photo to capture the precious little strawberries on my nails. I love them.

Something I also love about this photo is how it captured my three little beauty marks above the right side of my lip. If you were to ask me my favorite feature of myself, I might just say these little dots.

Why? Well, for 30ish years of my life, I never saw them/noticed them because of my severe eczema. My eczema was on all parts of my body, but my face was one of the most concentrated areas. I dealt with redness, swelling, and flaking daily and eventually learned to embrace it even if it did cause me anxiety and cause my self-confidence to waver. It was a daily battle.

That was until about a year ago when I was finally helped via a god-send of a dermatologist. And, for the first time in my life I am able to see all of the freckles and beauty marks that I have all over my body. Still to this day I marvel at my skin each time I shower and then lather my skin with lotion in a ceremony of gratitude for my skin's health and its natural beauty.

Furthermore, in some Native American traditions, beauty marks on your lips symbolizes having been kissed by the gods and that is something I am more than willing to accept.

Barefoot and in my garden.

The cashier at home depot said, "These are the coolest colors I've mixed today...we tend to just pour a variety of greys."

I am making slow progress on my bedroom mural. She is my take on a minimalist/indigenious style crane.

The crane is an honored animal across many cultures:
Japan: Cranes symbolize good fortune, longevity, honor, and loyalty.
China: Cranes symbolize longevity, wisdom, nobility, immortality, and determination.
Africa: Cranes represent love, loyalty, and happiness.
Native American: The mating dances of cranes symbolize hope, joy, and new beginnings.
Greek and Roman myths: The dance of cranes symbolizes joy and celebration of life.

My view from my bed. She is not yet done, but I love her in her unfinished glory.

"I am not your perfect mexican daughter" was raw and heart-gripping. And, I got to see it with two of my favorite women, my momma and my Auntie Gina.

Our high school' mascot is the pirate. So all us teachers dressed up as Pirates for the school day.

I put this together last minute with all items from my closet...and I am proud to say I was best dressed.

October brings in "Inktober". It' a daily challenge to draw based off the prompt. Here's one of my 31 doodles.

My garden the day before Denver's first freeze. I loved her, and now I mourn her. But I can not wait for her return next spring!

"Excuse me, has anyone told you that you look like Raquel Welch"

I smiled and said, "yes...a man has told me that before."

A poor photo that is attempting to catch my view from my kitchen sink: my wildflower garden, my homemade birdbath, and a woodpecker bathing in its waters.

Dodging game day traffic with Josh.

That bike trailer has been in our family for thirty years now. All of us Montoya girls rode in that and now it carries our next generation of babies.

Clear Creek Canyon in October.

On this day I learned how to fly fish and that it's never to late in October to be in your swimsuit...even if the water is freezing.

The look for Track's rollerskate night that was Beetlejuice themed.

A nun walks into a gay bar...

Tracks is a giant LBGTQ nightclub in Denver and each month they host a roller skate night.

This month's event was Halloween themed and everyone showed up dressed up and ready to have a good time.

After an hour on the rink, I took my skates off and danced more than I have in a couple years (3 hours straight). The club played all the best throw backs and gay icon anthems. I loved how everyone was there to have a good time. No one was 'too cool" to dance or “too old/mature” to dress up in a costume.

It was a glorious night and I felt surrounded by other free spirited people. Oh, and there may be pictures of me dancing in the go-go boxes.

This little lady is one of the toughest subs out there. She's a war veteran of the teaching world with 30+ years of experience under her belt. Even these high schoolers refuse to try her. I aspire to be just like her.

Flynn the Frog got to spend halloween week with our family. My mom even bought him a halloween costume lol. We were all pumped to add him to the festivities.

Scored me a very nice bike off facebook marketplace for 200 dollars. A major steal and major upgrade from my 30 year old bike. She's well accustomed to the South Platte trail and to the route to rec center. I love her and wish I would have had her for my triathlon. I swear she would have shaved off at least 15 mins of my bike time lol.

As the stewardess of this plane, I always promise white glove service.

Still loving math and my Marvin the Martian mug. Once again, thank your thrift store gods.

The Dia de los Muertos altar at my school.

Englewood loves Halloween. He is one of my favorite houses. These owners dressed their giant skeleton with hair rollers and a night gown. She tends to her clothes line that overlooks her local graveyard. I aspire to be like them one day.

The cutest Strawberry Cupcake there ever was.

Referee Meeting and Training

See that boy holding the ball. At the start of the meeting I was talking to a fellow ref and I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned around to find this 16 year old standing in front of me saying, "Hi, Ms. Montoya".

I not only taught this young man when he was in 6th and 7th grade, but I got to ref him when he was in 3rd grade. And now, he's going to be reffing right along side us.

You often don't get to expereince the fruits of being a teacher, but this was one of mine.

Halloween as an educator is so so fun. I really do think it is my favorite day of the school year.