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Just when I thought we were good on traveling for a while Ray decides to take us to Houston for about a week to visit with our good O bud Marcos. The first night we met up with some of his buds at a dive bar. They had a set of pretty sweet doors.

We also headed down south to Galveston Texas to check out the the disaster that Hurricane Ike left behind back in September. Galveston was still in shambles and it was quite obvious that she still had not yet recovered from being raped and pillaged. As a matter of fact, Marcos was our troubled hurricane victim that we kindly took in with our big hearts and open arms.

Look at the sad trapped truck. From a full view you can see chunks that Hurricane Ike had riped straight out of the board walk.

I really should of taken more photos but it was shocking and kinda depressing. But honestly, hurricane or not, Galveston was in dire need of a makeover so this was probably for the best. Galveston has so much potential to flourish and be totally rad as fuck. I mean seriously, it’s right on the coast. Not a lot of towns in Texas have that luxury, so they should live up to it and make it happen and I promise you the tourist will come by the boat loads, ready to dump trunk loads of money right in the heart of Galveston. Potential, so much potential. Well, like I said, it was depressing so we went to Buca De Peppo to grab a bit to eat.

It was del-rish-ous! Probably the best Bucca De Peppo meal I’ve had yet and we didn’t even have dessert. Oh, we also invited Marcos’s room-mate. The muscle in the back row, and whimps in the front.

On the way home we got to witness Marcos’s car reach 8888 miles. What a historic moment for his Dodge Ram.

Of course the highlight of our trip was our sweet VIP tour at Nasa. Yes, our very good friend, Marcos, whom is like a brother to me, works at Nasa. Have your people call my people and I’ll see if I could get you in.

Nasa is building a space tent, or maybe it’s a space garage, for a space-ship. All I can tell you is that it’s on a need to know basis and if your reading this you probably don’t need to know, carry on, carry on.

Before I left for the moon I had to run a few test, make sure everything was working and all, just proper protocol.

And here we have a new space trampoline that’s in the making. Astronaunts like to jump into space when they are in space. It very invigorating.

And directly next to it is the biggest swimming pool on the face of this earth, at least that’s what we’ve been told. But if you don’t believe me go watch Armageddon and go see for yourself. I talked to a lot of the real astronauts that were there during the filming of that movie and they all agree that Ben Affleck was a little bitch and cried like one too, especially during the whole under water training scene.

The pool is 40 ft deep. It doesn’t look like it but it is and as you can see the water is super blue, but I promise you no food coloring was added to the pool for a more dramatic effect; the pool is just ridiculously filtered.

Our tour guide, aka Marcos Jaramillo, and Ray in deep thought about the design of the space suit.

I found a friend.

And I like him.

This is an acutal space suit that went to the moon, Neal’s I think.

They even got suits for the Chinese.

Tour guide and Ray still going over the design of the space suits.

Control Room.

If you’ve seen Applo 13 then this might look familiar to you. The red phone is used to order pizza during those long work shifts.

The main reason that brought us out to Houston wasn’t Nasa, wasn’t Marcos, it was Soft Ball. Ray’s fantastic at base ball and he’s been itching to play for a while now. Marcos is on two soft ball teams that happen to be booked to play at the same time. He asked Ray to fill in for him in one of the games, assuming it would be okay and Ray quickly accepted the offer. Well as it turns out not everyone was okay with it and my husband wasn’t allowed to play. If you ask me it was a stupid mistake on their part and if Ray had played they probably wouldn’t have lost.

The next day we packed our bags and loaded up the rocket and shot back home to Austin Texas in 2.8 minutes flat.

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Happy Valentines Day to everyone I love.

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Elephants are my favorite animals and dogs come in second so when I saw this video my heart just went pitter patter.

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Animals are worth fighting for.

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On September 15th Ray and I packed our bags, loaded up the car and headed straight to New York. It took us a little over one full day to get there from Texas. I swear Ray and I are road trip professionals, we don’t fuck around. Of course we brought Kola with us too. He basically slept the whole way there.

We’re staying with our good friends Bea and Guav and they actually live in New Jersey, one stop away from Manhattan, New York. But they both work in New York and so far I feel as though we’re in New York just as much as we are in New Jersey. Here’s the view from Bea’s work.

Pretty sweet right. If I worked here I just might have to take up smoking just so I have an excuse to see more of this. I feel like Ray and I do a lot of walking here. We’ve been walking everywhere. Which is a good thing, gives us time to soak everything in and if we’re tired we just stop and rest.

Oh, also Ray and I decided to started eating meat again, but only for this trip. Since we both love to eat and eating is part of the whole New York experience we felt it was only right. Ray’s pretty happy about it. I’m not sure if he wants to convert back. I just finished reading the book, Skinny Bitch, and I am so totally over meat. Really over it. As a matter of fact, I’m not really feeling cheese or any thing else that has to do with dairy. Yes that even means ice-cream. We had some soy mint ice-cream at this amazing vegetarian restaurant the other day and I could totally convert to soy ice-cream. No problem what so ever. It was del-rish-ous.

Our commute route pretty much goes like this, we take the Light Rail to Hoboken and from Hoboken we take the Transit to New York and if we want to get around in New York we either take the subway or walk.

At Time Square.

Outside of MTV.

Wall Street.

This was our first street food affair. Street food was the main reason I had agreed on eating meat. We got hot dogs and some kind of kabob. It was not everything I had hoped for and over priced because we were in Time Square.

Another thing I wanted to do was to go to the bridge in Central Park that’s alway in the movies.

Isn’t it pretty?

So far Central Park is definitely my favorite. I love parks that are actually utilized to their full potential.

We had to sit for a few and just enjoy the beautiful day.

Ray likes to take pictures with his iPhone.

We’ve also been dividing our time up in Hoboken too. Hoboken is a lot like Jersey, but cleaner and more expensive.

One things for sure is that there’s definitely not a shortage of pizza parlors in the east coast.

This hardcore granny stood her ground and wouldn’t let anyone take her spot. All I gotta say is I want grandma on my team.

The view back in Jersey.

Oh, what a hard life Ray and I have.

A real hard life.

This is the oldest cemetery in New York. It so old that you can’t even read the tombstones.

Along with all the site seeing we’ve been enduring we’ve also had the pleasure of helping our friends move. Bea and Gauv just bought a place in Jersey Heights. They are officially homeowners, Yay!. It’s real nice and now they get to come home to a sea of boxes, literally, a sea of boxes.

Luckily, our we have our own room upstairs. It’s real nice.

When I get board I like to write in my journal or draw pictures of Ray. He’s not the only artist in this relationship.

The view through a fence from Jersey Heights.

I’ve been eating delicious vegetarian food since I’ve been here.

We took Bea to IKEA in search of a new closet.

She went crazy.

There was just enough room for her little body to fit inside the car with her new orchid.

When we got home we wasted no time and started on her new closet right away.

It got a little dusty and they had to resort to glasses.

Of course Bea did the honors of devirginizing the walls of her closet.

Wow, that’s pink.

Ray is a tired, dirty, Mexican. Yes, honey, this is how real Mexicans feel everyday because real Mexican’s work. Oh, what’s that, your half white, oh, that explains everything.

Ground Zero through a mesh screen.

I love New York!

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I know I take a lot of photos of these two sleeping, but seriously, if you saw this you would throw up a little in your mouth and then go grab your camera too.

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Who says size don’t matter. Because it does. The bigger the better I say. It’s a funny thing because this year Ray and I both happen to forget our anniversary on August 25, the day we met. We said I love you, I showed him my tits, he showed me his penis and we’ve been together ever since. It’s a shame that we forgot our anniversary but I guess I’m not too disappointed since we just happen to be purchasing a new 52 inch Sam Sung 650 1080P series television that day. Can you believe it was me, not him that had to convince him to go bigger. Steve, the sales man, said it was the best t.v. they had and by the looks and price of it, it most definitely was. But that’s okay, we gave our Vizio back to Costco and they happily gave us our money back, in full. Oh, Costco, how I love your amazing return policy. Then we we took our happy asses to Fry’s and upgraded. So I guess it’s fair to say it was our anniversary present to each other. I love our new t.v. Happy Anniversary baby!!!

The old t.v.

And our new t.v. Man, I need to stop watching so much t.v. and start dusting.

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Well, not right after but eventually. We had to mingle first and get everyone liquored up enough.

Mr. and Mrs. Hernandez. I’m a Hernandez now, I have a hard core Mexican name. If my grandmother knew about this she would roll over in her grave, both of them; I’m sure.

Don’t let our innocent faces fool you. We have been known to be completely insane and reckless. Hahahah. I love these girls and I couldn’t tell you how rad it was to have all four of them here. It’s been a while ladies since we’ve all been in the same room at the same time, ages actually. And now were all here together at my wedding!!! Jen, Heather, Me, Monica, and Becky.

Taking some time out with my little niece.

Me and my big sis, Lana, aka Lulu.

The happy married couples. Tell me guys, is it true that after marriage you guys get no more blow jobs? Because I’m really looking forward to that.

That Toph is a weird one. I’m sure he was dropped on the head one too many times as a child.

Everyone should have a friend like Jack. But with that being said, it’s just not possible, she’s one of those souls that just can’t be duplicated. Which is why she’s my angle and I love her like a fat kid loves cake, but a lot more.

Smile Jen. No salvation for you tonight. Tonight we party.

Oh no, what is Kuya Ben doing.

Sure is a lot of big Mexicans in this photo. I’m feeling out numbered and a little borderline midget.

Broom and his lovely girlfriend Penny Kim.

My sister just recently got married to Kevin and I couldn’t tell you how happy I am to have him as a brother inlaw. They’re perfect for each other. Just look at his serious face.

Jackie I don’t know what Dirk’s been putting in your head but he’s got it all wrong. Golden Dragon for life! Fuck Wachoiva.

Kevin and my mom. Whatcha writing there mom, it better be good; it’s going in my scrap-book.

Oh Marci, if only we had stayed in San Francisco we would totally be BFF’s by now, having sleep overs, contemplating on ways to torture the boys, baking, cooking, having long, deep talks about money . . .

Val and Guav, Um, Lo Ciento, no habla Espanol. Perdon.

BFF’s. If you guys were here so I would hug you so hard it would turn your butt-hole inside out.

The Semmlers, Issac, Tiffany and Chris. These are our game night friends and apparently our only friends here in Austin so be extra nice to them people; we’d like to keep em around, at least long enough to find their replacements.

Kayla and Kimmy’s daughter, sorry, I forgot her name. Peace be with you too.

Beau and Jackie, here’s the keys to the back of my truck. I kid, I kid. But seriously, the car’s parked over there.

I love my sister’s, no matter how dysfunctional you guys turned out. I don’t know why I turned out normal any you two have slight down syndrome maybe God loves me more than you.

A few of my favorite people, yes that includes Kola.

After much mingling we had our first dance as husband and wife. The reason why we’re laughing here is because Jackie rushed up from her table to go find the camcorder and fell flat on her ass.

Ray had problems taking off my garter. Bite it like a little money baby.

Selena caught the bouquet and Beau caught the garter.

Chris gave a surprisingly nice speech. Awe thanks Chris. Honey, listen to your best friend, save the money and I’m always right.

Bea and Jack also gave a really nice speech/skit.

Lana gave a kung fu panda, I’ll kill your family speech.

Beau and Becky also gave a speech, but for some reason I’m not able to find any photos of that. After all the speeches it was cake time. Yes, that is a ninja and a Mexican wrestler, and yes those are our wedding cakes.

The ninja represents me and the Mexican wrestler is Ray. Oh, and this is our vegan cake. Not the prettiest but I definitely think it tasted the best.

We’re feeding each other with a knife, yeah, that’s real smart.

Just look at our anxious little audience. I feel like a celebrity.

We had originally wanted to smash cake in each others faces but I guess when it came time to do it, it just didn’t happen.

We even manage to get a little dancing in.

Here’s my sweet air guitar move

I don’t know how it all started but somehow we all manage to got almost everyone at the wedding to take not one shot but several shots.  Here we’re passing out shots.

A toast!

And soon after that it seemed as though we were all liquored up enough to go pool jumping.  I’m pretty sure it was me who screamed, “Lets go pool jumping!”  And like sheep they all followed me.

We even convinced Amet and Anthony to jump.

Sexy Ass

And played chicken.  I play for keeps.

And then we all just hung out in the hot tub.

Tell me this wasn’t the best wedding ever.

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Alright, I’m just going to apologize now because I know by now ya’ll are totally over the wedding and thinking that maybe I should be too, since it’s been almost a month now and I’m still blogging about it. Here’s the thing, and I hate to admit it but I will just this one time so that everyone understands . . . I’m a bit O.C.D. as in obsessive, compulsive, disorder, when it comes to recording my life and photos. Guav, I know you’ll understand. I really thought that I would be done by now too and to tell you the truth, I want to be. I’m tired of blogging about my wedding. I want to move on to current events but I can’t, at least not until I finish blogging about the titanic events in my life in the order it happened. I’m sorry, but It’s a disorder.

After the wedding, family, brides maids and grooms people stayed behind for fun photo time.

The thing is, there were so many photographers that no body knew what camera to look at.

Ray and his boy

Selena and Sianna.

BFF’s

I’m loved

Me and Lulu

The Hernandez’s

Goofing around

Me and my moms

Me and my sisters.

Me with Lana and Kevin

I really like this photo because it looks eerie, like some weird telepathic shit is going on between the photographers.

He loves me.

We did it babe.

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