Hanging Out With Jesus & Babies


I had a lovely 3 day weekend back in the homeland. Friday we celebrated my brothers confirmation and his newly strengthened relationship with the big JC. We went out to dinner at Jardines afterwards and I gorged myself on the delicious Mexican food I’ve been deprived of in LA. Congratulations little bro bro.

14 hours later I found myself back at Jardines  for a baby shower where I yet again gorged myself on Mexican food. And apricot margaritas. You haven’t lived until you’ve had an apricot margarita. My cousin is having twin baby boys in a few months and we celebrated the new additions to the family with a cowboy themed party. My job was to play DJ so I made a Spotify playlist made up of 140 country songs. I think I was born to make playlists. I kind of killed it.

Sunday I went over to another cousin’s house, bit the bullet and cut my bangs. I was on the fence about them all day yesterday but I think I finally decided I like them, it’s just going to take some getting used to. I have quite a few nervous habits that have to do with my hair so it’s going to take a lot of self-restraint to not do them and mess up my bangs every 10 minutes. Here’s a lit of a few other things that happened this weekend.


  • I drove all the way home and managed to show up at the wrong church. Of course.
  • We hadn’t even left the house for the baby shower on Saturday and there was already a cake crisis.
  • My mom accidentally punched me in the rib cage while tying off raffia on a mason jar.
  • My baby cousin had a “made in Mexico” sticker stuck in her hair. And we didn’t even do it on purpose.
  • I left my perfume at my apartment in LA so I had to settle for a different kind I used to use in 2006. I smelled like high school.
  • I finally introduced my little brother to Anchorman. “Como estan bitches.”
  • I ate more Mexican food over the weekend than I have in the past 3 months in LA. It was glorious and I regret nothing.
  • For the baby game where you cut a piece of string to try and guess how big the mom-to-be actually is, I cut mine really really really long just to tease my cousin. Her reaction as I wrapped the string around her belly and kept going and going and going was just, “Really Sarah, really….really.” I love you Heather.

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