The Flanera
5:12 p.m. - 2004-01-13
I had to spend most of my workday waiting for Maxine to fix my computer. She had to reload word and access because I couldn�t update my logs of what I sent out and what has been received. She wasn�t able to fix it, shocker!
Anyway, I�m sitting here at my desk waiting for my sister to be ready to go home. I went to workout and so my shirt has this nice big sweat stain on the front and back. I always wanted sweat stains that way people think I�m doing something about the way I look.
Marina invited us to have some flan that she had made in celebration of Elizabeth, the editor�s assistant. As I was sitting across from her, she was explaining to everyone how she makes her flan so that it comes out �soo good� and she�s going on and on about her �flanera� and I�m thinking to myself, �blah blah blah.� The thing that gets to me about her is that she�s got to have all the right cooking tools. I mean yeah, if you need to sift the flour of course it�s nice and dandy to have a sifter or a potato ricer, but don�t make a big deal about it. Then, M�nica just happened to join in and say how in different areas of Mexico the flan recipe is different. It�s just odd to me. It seems so wrong. They who don�t want to sell our books, they who don�t really speak Spanish, they who think I am less because I grew up in a border town and am attending U of H making flan that belongs to people like me is just so wrong! But then again, seeing that as something wrong only makes me as much of a snob as they.
On another note, Linda�s little Lolo is going in for surgery tomorrow. I hope all goes well and that I can swing by with some balloons or something. I wonder if he will be as talkative as he was on Saturday when we helped Linda move into her new digs. He�s so cute; he looked like a little green man in his Oscar the Grouch sleeper. And he was like, �Georgina, come on, let me show you my Pokeman poster. I can�t put it up in my room because it�s not laminated, but my mom is gonna laminate it.� This from a four-year-old. Really how many four year olds know the world lamination?
Ok, time to go home!
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