This month I'm turning the big 3-0. Although I know that may not seem like a big deal to some, I've discovered that the average American woman lives to be around 79 years old. That means I'm almost half way there! Eeeek!
If I'm almost half way done with life then I better get to thinking about what I've done so far and what still lies ahead right?
I've had a constant thought in my head lately. A nagging really. A "what's my purpose in life?" kinda thought. And although I am thankful to have been put on this earth to be a mother to my 3 amazing boys, sometimes I worry that I'll leave this earth without having the opportunity to have made an impact.
Something outside the normal day to day. Nothing spectacular or crazy, just something......special.
I feel like maybe if everyone planned to make an impact in this world in a positive way before heading out the door, this earth might be a better place.
As you may have figured out by now I have a lot of random thinking going on in my brain. I thought it might be fun (and in honor of my 30th birthday approaching) to share a list of some other things you may not know about me. And just to be, you know, random, I'll make it a list from 1-30!
1. I was born with a hole in my heart. To my parents relief it closed by itself over time.
2. I learned to roller skate when I was about 6 or 7 years old and was really good! I was super bummed when "Roller Blades" made their debut.
3. I've had oral surgeries to remove 5+ extra teeth that have randomly grown in. So not cool! My dad appointed me with the name "Snaggle Tooth"
4. I'm addicted to the "Ka-Glom" game on my cell phone. It relaxes me so I play it in bed at night.
5. I am terrified of glaciers! Don't ask me why! I don't know! I've never seen one in person, just pictures and they are terrifying!
6. My pet peeve is people who chew gum with their mouths open. It's still food AND your chewing, so shut it!
7. I had a pet mouse when I was younger that I kept in my room. Ughhhh!
8. My grandmother once told my mom that I was reincarnated
9. I cheated on a test once in 5th grade and got an A+. I've never been able to forget about that and I've always wanted to apologize to Ms. Bauer, my 5th grade teacher.
10. If I won the lottery tomorrow my husband and I would have more children
11. I think my hands are chubby and I've always wanted pretty, dainty girly hands like some of my friends.
12. I think I have a little bit of OCD. No really!
13. I took my driver's license test 9 months pregnant. (I passed)
14. People tell me that I'm really sensitive. I think most people need to be more sensitive to others!
15. It really annoys me when people don't use spell check.
16. I collect snow globes. I have tons of them. I try and get one everytime I go somewhere special. And anytime a friend or family member goes on vacation and asks if I'd like them to bring me something back I always ask for a snow globe. I have snow globes from Italy, Hawaii, New York, LasVegas, Disneyland and one from my honeymoon circa 1999 ♥, among others!
17. I got detention once in 3rd grade for not doing my homework. My dad was always late picking us up from school so he never found out.
18. I've never been in a physical fight
19. When I was pregnant with Andrew my Dr. told me that he was going to be less than 7 pounds so I opted to try for a natural birth. He was born at 9 pounds 1 oz. The Dr. was a little off..........
20. When my son Michael was receiving his chemotherapy treatments I learned how to give him his medications intravenously so that he wouldn't have to go to the hospital everyday.
21. I once witnessed a guy who was speeding on the fwy slam right into the back of an 18 wheeler. It was the worst thing I've ever seen and the feeling of watching it was horrifying.
22. I met and shook hands with President Bill Clinton after the Northridge earthquake.
23. I HATE hot dogs!
24. My own personal motto in life is that I have it "MADE" = Memo, Michael, Andrew, Dominic & Elena
25. I hate the sound of my cell phone going off so I put it on silent and check it when I remember
26. My favorite alcoholic beverage is a banana margarita. Which leads me to my #27:
27. I hate beer
28. I wear a size 10 shoe which I was really embarrassed about for awhile. But I've gotten over it and I love the fact that the store ALWAYS has my size!
29. I drink green tea every night before bed
30. I love reading advice columns. Newspapers, magazines..... Anywhere there's an advice column I'll read it. The crazy situations people get themselves into really baffle me sometimes!
Now YOU tell ME, one thing I don't know about you!
♥ Elena
"Don't say you don't have enough time. You have exactly the same number of hours per day that were given to Helen Keller, Pasteur, Michaelangelo, Mother Teresa, Leonardo da Vinci, Thomas Jefferson and Albert Einstein" ~ H. Jackson Brown
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Monday, October 18, 2010
My Bucket List
Reality TV. When I watch, it's all I watch. Sad but true. From the Kardashian's to The Real Housewives of every city in America, I watch it. Guilty pleasure. Sue me.
"The Buried Life" has become one of my guilty pleasures. If you haven't seen it, it's a group of guys traveling around trying to accomplish the task of doing everything on their Bucket List. You know, the "What I Wanna Do Before I Die" list. Every time they knock something off their list they help someone else to complete something on theirs. Last night they helped a homeless man who's wish was to reunite with the daughter he hadn't seen in 11 years. It was touching. And (of course) it got me thinking: What do I wanna do before I die? And so I thought I'd write out my list and share it with you.
Elena's Bucket List
(in no specific order)
1. Take a ride in a hot air balloon
2. Meet Oprah Winfrey
3. Celebrate my 50th wedding anniversary
4. Hold my sister's first child
5. Hold my brother's first child
6. Attend my son's college graduation (x's 3)
7. Become a grandmother
8. Visit Niagra Falls
9. Become a foster parent
10. Dance the Mother-Son dance at my son's wedding (x's 3)
11. Volunteer in a homeless shelter
12. Be debt free
13. Plan my sister's wedding
14. Visit The Eiffel Tower. At night.
15. Become the proud owner of a BMW 7 series (black with black leather interior please)
16. Own a cat that my husband isn't allergic to (I'll name her Veruca)
17. Give a Matron of Honor speech at my sister's wedding
18. Go snorkeling
19.Watch a sunrise with my husband
20. Hear my adult sons tell me that I was an awesome mom
21. Babysit my grandkids while my son and daughter-in-law take a weekend getaway
22. Take a helicopter ride
23. Heal the rifts and the breaks in my life between the people I love and myself
24. Get a tattoo (even if it's an itty bitty one that only my husband can see)
25. Swim with dolphins
26. Wear a bathing suit on the beach. With no cover up. And feel great!
27.Take my daughter-in-law shopping for my grandchild. And pay for everything
28. Turn my home into the house of my dreams
29. Cook a Thanksgiving dinner. Exactly the way my mom does
30. Somehow, someway, convey to the people in my life just how much I absolutely love them
"One day your life will flash before your eyes. Make sure it's worth watching"
"The Buried Life" has become one of my guilty pleasures. If you haven't seen it, it's a group of guys traveling around trying to accomplish the task of doing everything on their Bucket List. You know, the "What I Wanna Do Before I Die" list. Every time they knock something off their list they help someone else to complete something on theirs. Last night they helped a homeless man who's wish was to reunite with the daughter he hadn't seen in 11 years. It was touching. And (of course) it got me thinking: What do I wanna do before I die? And so I thought I'd write out my list and share it with you.
Elena's Bucket List
(in no specific order)
1. Take a ride in a hot air balloon
2. Meet Oprah Winfrey
3. Celebrate my 50th wedding anniversary
4. Hold my sister's first child
5. Hold my brother's first child
6. Attend my son's college graduation (x's 3)
7. Become a grandmother
8. Visit Niagra Falls
9. Become a foster parent
10. Dance the Mother-Son dance at my son's wedding (x's 3)
11. Volunteer in a homeless shelter
12. Be debt free
13. Plan my sister's wedding
14. Visit The Eiffel Tower. At night.
15. Become the proud owner of a BMW 7 series (black with black leather interior please)
16. Own a cat that my husband isn't allergic to (I'll name her Veruca)
17. Give a Matron of Honor speech at my sister's wedding
18. Go snorkeling
19.Watch a sunrise with my husband
20. Hear my adult sons tell me that I was an awesome mom
21. Babysit my grandkids while my son and daughter-in-law take a weekend getaway
22. Take a helicopter ride
23. Heal the rifts and the breaks in my life between the people I love and myself
24. Get a tattoo (even if it's an itty bitty one that only my husband can see)
25. Swim with dolphins
26. Wear a bathing suit on the beach. With no cover up. And feel great!
27.Take my daughter-in-law shopping for my grandchild. And pay for everything
28. Turn my home into the house of my dreams
29. Cook a Thanksgiving dinner. Exactly the way my mom does
30. Somehow, someway, convey to the people in my life just how much I absolutely love them
What do YOU wanna do before you die?
♥ Elena
"One day your life will flash before your eyes. Make sure it's worth watching"
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Featured: Blue Cupcake
It's been a month already since Dominic's 4th birthday party and I've been so busy that I haven't gotten the chance to blog about it!
I did want to offer a sneak peak at some of the photos though!
I purchased cupcakes in lou of a cake this year and I went directly to Julie at Blue Cupcake.
Not only is her design work and creativity amazing but the cupcakes are SOOO delicious!
The awesome cupcakes are only worthy of the right display so I combined fish bowls (with fake fish in them) and glass plates to put together a cupcake tower.
I sent some of the photos over to Blue Cupcake and I was thrilled when they sent me an email that they had posted some of the pictures on their blog!
Click HERE to take a look!
Here's a couple more that weren't posted:
"Creativity is the power to connect the seemingly unconnected" ~ William Plomer
I did want to offer a sneak peak at some of the photos though!
I purchased cupcakes in lou of a cake this year and I went directly to Julie at Blue Cupcake.
Not only is her design work and creativity amazing but the cupcakes are SOOO delicious!
The awesome cupcakes are only worthy of the right display so I combined fish bowls (with fake fish in them) and glass plates to put together a cupcake tower.
I sent some of the photos over to Blue Cupcake and I was thrilled when they sent me an email that they had posted some of the pictures on their blog!
Click HERE to take a look!
Here's a couple more that weren't posted:
Special thanks to Laura Laing for the great photo's!
♥ Elena
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Wedding: Leslie & Armando
Wedding & Event Planning helps you to learn so much about people. Some people you mesh well with and instantly there's a bond. I love that my first wedding blog post will be for Leslie & Armando. Leslie is one of thee sweetest brides I've ever worked with! She's friendly, easy going and is so appreciative of the people around her. I loved how she included me in every aspect of her wedding planning even though I was just her coordinator. I felt honored that she trusted my judgment when it came to suggestions on planning one of the most important days of her life.
Leslie and Armando's wedding day was beautiful! Everything fell into place and when we left for the night Leslie and Armando were tearing up the dance floor!
"Laugh as much as you breathe and love as long as you live" ~ Unknown
Some of Leslie & Armando's Vendors:
Photography: Shannon Lee Images
Hair: Elizabeth Cedillo
Makeup: Lauren Manzano
Leslie and Armando's wedding day was beautiful! Everything fell into place and when we left for the night Leslie and Armando were tearing up the dance floor!
Mr. and Mrs. Tolentino!
Leslie's sisters Jamie & Marlene were so incredibly sweet and helpful!
There's nothing more special than that sister bond!
I love the joy in this photo!
Leslie and Armando,
Thank you so much for allowing me to be such a big part of such a special day!
I wish you all the wonderful things that love can bring!
♥ Elena
Some of Leslie & Armando's Vendors:
Photography: Shannon Lee Images
Hair: Elizabeth Cedillo
Makeup: Lauren Manzano
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Your MUA Elena: Ashleigh Taylor Photography
Recently I had the pleasure of doing makeup for a photoshoot. The photographer? The sweet and always giggly Ashleigh Taylor. I have done makeup for some shoots with Ashleigh before and I've also had the honor of being one of her clients. She's ultra laid back, always laughing and super appreciative. I'm always so glad to get an email from her!
This time her request was makeup for a bridal shoot, an engagement session and a Mr. and Mrs. shoot as well.
Though I don't have photos yet of the Mr. and Mrs. shoot yet I 'd love to share some from the bridal and engagement sessions:
Engagement:
All the fabulous hair for the shoot was done by Elizabeth of the Max Eli Style Lounge!
♥ Elena
"Love of beauty is taste. The creation of beauty is art" ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
This time her request was makeup for a bridal shoot, an engagement session and a Mr. and Mrs. shoot as well.
Though I don't have photos yet of the Mr. and Mrs. shoot yet I 'd love to share some from the bridal and engagement sessions:
Engagement:
All the fabulous hair for the shoot was done by Elizabeth of the Max Eli Style Lounge!
♥ Elena
"Love of beauty is taste. The creation of beauty is art" ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Faith
Sometimes I struggle with ideas for my blog. And sometimes my mind wanders and an idea will just come to me. This time I was reading one of those "Chicken Soup for the Soul" books. I have about 6 of them that I reread every so often just because they inspire me. To look at things differently. To forgive. To have FAITH.
The last story I read got me thinking about my own life and wondering what part of my life I could relate to what I had just read. It came to me easily but I was hesitant. To write about it here. Because well, its personal. But if I can write about it here and maybe heal a little and help someone else to relate to ME then it will be worth it. So here goes...
2 years ago my husband and I decided that when it came time to celebrate our 10th anniversary we wanted to do it by renewing our vows. This time in church, in front of God. We wanted to have our marriage and family blessed. It was important to us to set an example for our kids about their faith. I have always wanted them to believe that when things were difficult in their lives and they felt they were alone they could always turn to God. I wanted them to know that their dad and I believed the same thing.
And so Memo and I signed up for the classes and went for our sessions to talk with the priest. But there was one particular thing we would have to do that I was both dreading and anticipating at the same time. Confession. You know, where you tell the priest everything you've been holding in or done wrong and ask for forgiveness.
I had been wanting to go to confession for awhile. It had been years! And I had something heavy laying on my heart. Guilt. Years of Guilt. From doubt. In God himself.
Years ago when I found out I was growing a little life inside me I started to pray for my baby. I prayed every night while I was pregnant that he would be healthy. After he was born I added safe to that list. And as Michael grew bigger I prayed for happiness as well. I did the same with Andrew and Dominic.
Every night I would pray and I would ask the Lord to keep my family healthy, happy and safe. Simple right? But I figured if my family had those 3 things, we would always be alright.
And then a couple days after Michael's 3rd birthday he was diagnosed with Leukemia. Our world changed and nothing was the same as it had been. I instantly thought of all the praying I had done. And I was angry. Angry that of those 3 things I had asked for each of my children, God had taken "healthy" from my son.
We spent long days at the hospital. 12 hour days. Sometimes counselors would come through and see if families needed to vent. One day as Memo and I were laying with Michael a priest came through and asked if we wanted to talk. I refused.
Over the course of the 3 years Michael received chemotherapy treatment he continued to amaze us, our families and the staff at the hospital. He never had all night bouts of vomiting like they told me he would. He was never so weak that he could not walk. Even after his monthly spinal treatments for which he would be put to sleep he would refuse to sit in the wheel chair to be wheeled to the car. Nope! Once he was awake he would RUN to the elevator! The nurses would give me dirty looks. As if I was being cruel for not MAKING him sit in the wheel chair. But I didn't blame him. I would want to run out of there too!
What I came to realize was that my son was resilient. He was a fighter. He was stronger than I would have been. Then most of us would have been. He came out of those 3 years undaunted. At 6 years old he was as strong and as vibrant as any other boy his age. He was HEALTHY.
He was healthy and I was ridden with guilt. That I had doubted God and doubted my prayers. Doubted that in every struggle there is a lesson learned. God had been watching him all along. And just as I had asked in my prayers, my son WAS healthy, happy and safe.
Like I've said before, I believe that things happen in life that test us AND teach us. About ourselves, about life and about the people around us. Those horrible years taught me a lot of things. But the most valuable is FAITH.
♥ Elena
"Faith is a knowledge within the heart, beyond the reach of proof" ~ Kahlil Gibran
The last story I read got me thinking about my own life and wondering what part of my life I could relate to what I had just read. It came to me easily but I was hesitant. To write about it here. Because well, its personal. But if I can write about it here and maybe heal a little and help someone else to relate to ME then it will be worth it. So here goes...
2 years ago my husband and I decided that when it came time to celebrate our 10th anniversary we wanted to do it by renewing our vows. This time in church, in front of God. We wanted to have our marriage and family blessed. It was important to us to set an example for our kids about their faith. I have always wanted them to believe that when things were difficult in their lives and they felt they were alone they could always turn to God. I wanted them to know that their dad and I believed the same thing.
And so Memo and I signed up for the classes and went for our sessions to talk with the priest. But there was one particular thing we would have to do that I was both dreading and anticipating at the same time. Confession. You know, where you tell the priest everything you've been holding in or done wrong and ask for forgiveness.
I had been wanting to go to confession for awhile. It had been years! And I had something heavy laying on my heart. Guilt. Years of Guilt. From doubt. In God himself.
Years ago when I found out I was growing a little life inside me I started to pray for my baby. I prayed every night while I was pregnant that he would be healthy. After he was born I added safe to that list. And as Michael grew bigger I prayed for happiness as well. I did the same with Andrew and Dominic.
Every night I would pray and I would ask the Lord to keep my family healthy, happy and safe. Simple right? But I figured if my family had those 3 things, we would always be alright.
And then a couple days after Michael's 3rd birthday he was diagnosed with Leukemia. Our world changed and nothing was the same as it had been. I instantly thought of all the praying I had done. And I was angry. Angry that of those 3 things I had asked for each of my children, God had taken "healthy" from my son.
We spent long days at the hospital. 12 hour days. Sometimes counselors would come through and see if families needed to vent. One day as Memo and I were laying with Michael a priest came through and asked if we wanted to talk. I refused.
Over the course of the 3 years Michael received chemotherapy treatment he continued to amaze us, our families and the staff at the hospital. He never had all night bouts of vomiting like they told me he would. He was never so weak that he could not walk. Even after his monthly spinal treatments for which he would be put to sleep he would refuse to sit in the wheel chair to be wheeled to the car. Nope! Once he was awake he would RUN to the elevator! The nurses would give me dirty looks. As if I was being cruel for not MAKING him sit in the wheel chair. But I didn't blame him. I would want to run out of there too!
What I came to realize was that my son was resilient. He was a fighter. He was stronger than I would have been. Then most of us would have been. He came out of those 3 years undaunted. At 6 years old he was as strong and as vibrant as any other boy his age. He was HEALTHY.
He was healthy and I was ridden with guilt. That I had doubted God and doubted my prayers. Doubted that in every struggle there is a lesson learned. God had been watching him all along. And just as I had asked in my prayers, my son WAS healthy, happy and safe.
Like I've said before, I believe that things happen in life that test us AND teach us. About ourselves, about life and about the people around us. Those horrible years taught me a lot of things. But the most valuable is FAITH.
♥ Elena
"Faith is a knowledge within the heart, beyond the reach of proof" ~ Kahlil Gibran
Friday, June 25, 2010
15
When I met him he was 20. I was 15. I know, I know. Scandalous right? It was January 20th 1996. I remember because I remember everything. He was my first official date. My first REAL boyfriend. At 15 they say you don't know much. About life or love. But I knew. In my heart. That he was IT.
I saved everything. Movie tickets, concert tickets, our horoscopes, even gum wrappers (I know, stalkerish/pathetic). I saved anything that reminded me of a moment spent with him.
He whispered sweet nothings in my ear, made me cry a couple jillion times, and asked me on my porch late one night how long he would have to wait to marry me.
But before we were married we were bonded for life. By our "little bear". Our Michael.
People said that we were too young. We wouldn't last. It never does. They said eventually he'd stop coming around. Because well, that's what guys do when they take on too much, too young. They give up and they take off. But he didn't. Like I knew he wouldn't. Because he was IT. For me.
And so he bought a house. For us. For our family. We did it backwards, but it doesn't matter now.
When Michael was a year old we married and we came back from our honeymoon with Andrew.
Years later we would be blessed a third time with Dominic.
So much changes over time. So many things happen in our lives. Good things that keep you going and not-so-good things that threaten to tear you apart.
But he's always been there. By my side. Holding me up. Keeping me sane. He listens to me. He makes me laugh. He tells me I'm beautiful. He gives me hope when I feel there's none left. He strokes my hair when we lay in bed at night. He makes me chocolate covered strawberries on special occasions. He knows exactly which days to bring home take out food for dinner and exactly how I like my coffee. He's my everything and then some.
I wish with all my might that I could make him feel my gratitude for him. For his hard work. For his loyalty. For his consideration and his faithfulness. But he'll never know. Because there are no words I could speak. Nothing I could give to show him how much I appreciate all he's done to create our life together.
Come August he will be 35 years old. That's 15 years that I've loved him. And I can't wait for the 50 more to come.
♥Elena
"You can't stop loving or wanting to love because when its right, its the best thing in the world. When your in a relationship and it's good, even if nothing else in your life is right, you feel like your whole world is complete" ~ Keith Sweat
I saved everything. Movie tickets, concert tickets, our horoscopes, even gum wrappers (I know, stalkerish/pathetic). I saved anything that reminded me of a moment spent with him.
He whispered sweet nothings in my ear, made me cry a couple jillion times, and asked me on my porch late one night how long he would have to wait to marry me.
But before we were married we were bonded for life. By our "little bear". Our Michael.
People said that we were too young. We wouldn't last. It never does. They said eventually he'd stop coming around. Because well, that's what guys do when they take on too much, too young. They give up and they take off. But he didn't. Like I knew he wouldn't. Because he was IT. For me.
And so he bought a house. For us. For our family. We did it backwards, but it doesn't matter now.
When Michael was a year old we married and we came back from our honeymoon with Andrew.
Years later we would be blessed a third time with Dominic.
So much changes over time. So many things happen in our lives. Good things that keep you going and not-so-good things that threaten to tear you apart.
But he's always been there. By my side. Holding me up. Keeping me sane. He listens to me. He makes me laugh. He tells me I'm beautiful. He gives me hope when I feel there's none left. He strokes my hair when we lay in bed at night. He makes me chocolate covered strawberries on special occasions. He knows exactly which days to bring home take out food for dinner and exactly how I like my coffee. He's my everything and then some.
I wish with all my might that I could make him feel my gratitude for him. For his hard work. For his loyalty. For his consideration and his faithfulness. But he'll never know. Because there are no words I could speak. Nothing I could give to show him how much I appreciate all he's done to create our life together.
Come August he will be 35 years old. That's 15 years that I've loved him. And I can't wait for the 50 more to come.
♥Elena
"You can't stop loving or wanting to love because when its right, its the best thing in the world. When your in a relationship and it's good, even if nothing else in your life is right, you feel like your whole world is complete" ~ Keith Sweat
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