Waging War on the Bug

There's a reason I haven't been able to sleep for the past three nights... someone's made a home of my apartment and it's not some cute golden retriever. It's not just one, but THREE mosquitoes found there way into my bedroom (of all places) and have eaten me and Anthony half alive. There are bites in places I can't even mention! We killed one the first night, and then two the second... we thought it was over but last night JUST as my thoughts drifted to buttery clouds and sunny skies I hear BUUUZZZ in my ear. We threw on the lights, went into attack mode, but saw nothing. Lying in bed once more I held 90% of my body under the covers and started to sweat profusely. How is it possible for something that is 1/1000000 the size of your body to be so threatening? Soon enough Anthony felt a bite and surrendered to his tormentor, with a retreat to the living room. I followed and somehow ended up crammed on the love seat - me, a 5'5" full bodied woman balled up on a loveseat... Needless to say I have bags under my eyes and I'm sleeping with my eyes open today. But tonight... I return to the war, wish me luck.

Tease

Yea, it's me..

Life is Like a Set of Two Way Radios...

If the people holding them are not tuned to the same channel, things can get a bit fuzzy...

That's my new quote.... DON'T TRY STEALIN IT.. shit is copyright.. Anyway it sort of describes pieces of my life right now. Not everything makes sense or maybe I'm just having a hard time hearing.

Friday was a compact kind of day... my last before my boss comes back and all hell breaks loose. There were some interesting specimen visiting that proved to be quite a distration. Marj applauded me on my growing ability to coordinate clothes with accessories. After work I went to see


This is one of the best latino comedic performances to hit Broadway, right up there with John Leguizamo. After shoving comida latina down our throats, Anthony, Pablo, Mari and I ran downtown to see this show on 44th Street. Of course we were the typical latinos showing up five minutes into the show, and although we had front Mez seats, it was the late comers in orchestra that got ragged on by the first performer (and show writer) Rick Najera, for being on Latino time instead of professional NYer time. Jokes were cracked on everyone from here to Argentina. And when the ghetto as hell Ms. Puerto Rican Day Parade waltzed on stage with her "I'mma get you bitch" attitude I had to admit I knew too many girls just like that. I laughed so hard I think I scared the non-spanish speaking girl beside me. Although the show is mainly done in English there are times where the performers rattle off in Spanish tongue and I'm amazed to realize that I finally get some of it. (Only took me 24 years).

After the show I was beat, as was Anthony so we headed home and I caught some zz's before my photo shoot the next morning. So much for beauty sleep.. I was up at 8am, shoot wasn't until 11. Got stuck in traffic on my way to Jersey, I swear that place is one big U-Turn! Ely joined me for the shoot, played the part of photo assistant for the day - new career? Well she was damn good at it, but she needs to be in front of the camera with me. The shoot went for THREE HOURS. I felt like it was one of the best... so where are the pics, Elle? Well ya see, THAT'S the funny part. It turns out Nathan's (photographer)computer bombed and may have wiped out 60% of the pics and all that may be left are the overly sexy ones. Overly sexy ones? Here's the thing.. I wanted new headshots.. and those were taken in the earlier part of the session. I wanted playful ones of me playing a guitar .. and those were in the earlier part of the session as well.. And THOSE are the ones that may be gone forever, and THOSE are the ones I would post here. As for the others.. well I've been feeling better about my body and I felt like documenting it.. so I threw on some boyshorts and got to work lol.. And of COURSE those turned out just fine. But, do I post them? Nah, don't think I feel like being that open. Eventually I'll post at least one, but bullshit AOL is giving me issues right now.. booo hooo, yea yea I know.

After a session that had me in such awkward poses I might as well have spent the day gettin my back blown out (sorry, im overly descriptive aren't I?), but it's that sore now. Ely and I went separate ways after that I and I drove east to the Promenade in Edgewater.. talk about Ritzy... this little host of shops is in the center of an apartment complex that sits on the Hudson River. I was in awe, and pretended that just for a moment I could afford to just IMAGINE living here. I ended up with boots and pants.. but I needed them I swear. Other than that I wandered around wondering how in the hell Jen wasn't there to meet me yet. Turns out she got lost in a swell of u-turns.. the irony. When we finally found each other we grabbed some din din at a spot called The Cafe.. which is really an art project made up of penises, boobs and ear lobes... or at least that's the molding you'll see on the walls. Interesting place. We chatted about radio frequencies and losing the love of your life by not being able to emit any words other than hello.. really Jen! The night didn't end there, we hooked up with the rest of the Negron ladies and went to see Flightplan. Crap. Not working talking about. After a few Amstel's and an after movie watching spot, I saw Jen's eyes getting droopy, said my goodbyes but realized I had no intentions of going home. I drove.. and drove .. ended up somewhere in north jersey, lost at one or two in the morning, I'm not even sure. It was time I needed to think about various aspects of my life.. listen to the little voices in my head and realize there's more out there for me than I'm allowing myself to see. So when do I start doing something about it?

This one's for you, Ely!

I'm mad I have "wavy hair" lol.. asshole!

No way! She's back?

Yea, I know, I've heard it a million times.. she must have left her brain behind in Mexico. I sort of did, or maybe it's because I came back to this crazy world where hurricanes can destroy entire cities and my life can be turned upside down in a blink. Either way I semi-abandoned the blogging world and in doing so created this emptiness in my think tank. But, I'm back or at least trying to be.

So much has happened in the past month, I don't even know where to start. What about pics and vids? Mexico - such a beautiful place, even in Cancun where Spring Breakers run rampantly drunk and horny. But, in the off season the place can be down right amazing. We arrived white as all hell
But after being under the sun for a while we started to toast, me especially

We took a day adventure to the Tulum Ruins... interesting spot, but Anthony couldn't stay still long enough for me to listen to the tour guide.

Then it was off to Xelha, one of the most gorgeous naturally established places I've ever been to in my life. It's a natural water inlet that is home to thousands of different sea life and you get to swim and interact with them. So we tried out snorkeling... I don't know who invented this process but there HAS to be an easier way of wearing a life vest without it riding up your crotch


Then there were the pretty birds

Adventurous days lead to hungry nights, so we hit up this beautiful on the water restaurant where Anthony chowed on lobster while I tried to hold my nose ( I don't do fish).



At some point in time we had to do the bar hop... who knew I could start drinking at 8pm and be ready to pass out at only midnight? We started it off nice and calm

Started to get a little silly... this was right before he broke into a rap (see video in previous post)

I jumped in front of firey water fountains (is that an oxy moron?)

By the end of the night, my arm was littered with club bands

The people on our bus were drunk as f*ck



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The clubs, this one in particular was Coco Bongo, were nuts



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The morning after


I think I'm still recovering a month later.... my head and stomach. It's true what they say about Mexico, don't drink the water... except the water is IN everything so basically there is no way to avoid it. Just be ready for your stomach to act abnormal for up to 2 weeks after return to the states.. Was it worth it? Definitely.

What came next???

Several things/events occurred since then but my brain is fried right now. I remember something about an afterwork party at Copa
(Gasp! Don't get excited it didn't last long lol...)

Ran into Big Jose and a couple of other RU heads.

Then there was Labor Day weekend... a last minute BBQ at mom's house proved to be a huge success. Not only did Anthony's entire immediate family show up (yes, his brother included), but Carlos finally brought Gabby over to see me, bout damn time!

(Carlos n Gabby)

Just call her Carlos' mini-me.

The gang's all here! U know Imani had to find her way into a pic.

Like mami, like su hijo (did I spell that right?)

The Men

Ladies and Babies

Negrons and Negrons to be?

I was the only one able to pry Gabby off of daddy's leg. I think that means she likes me.

Two bundles of joy

On other random weekends we had Isaiah and Imani with us so here are my two little ones at their best


What's mommy putting in your bottle, Imani?

She does calisthenics while she eats, amazing!


Just put up a director's chair for him, he's ready!

Wow, I remember when this kid was two and could hardly speak a full sentence, now he's teaching me how to hold a camcorder.

I know, I know he could pass for our son. Love him like he is!

Pablo, Jen and I met up for din din in the city. But Jen got camera shy. Not me and Pab, we're right there with ya Elvis!

Who REALLY carries around a copy of the NY subway system?


Me and Ely hit Copa and got caught by the paparrazi.. as always


Wrapped up the week at the San Genaro feast

(my stupid ass forgot to take off the sunny setting on my phone- derr!)

And lastly... I did another hair change
from blondish-brown

to my sultry red, love it


And THAT is about it kids... I promise to keep up from now on!