Meet Valerie - A Little About Me

Grab a snack and enjoy my ramblings. 

I started this blog to document my daughter growing up and to revel in my creative side. I let my creativity drop in middle school after I got caught up in a totally different crowd and replaced writing short stories and freehand drawings for JNCO's. 

I'm a native Texan. I will likely live here my entire life. Unless my husband lets us move to Colorado. That would be awesome (coming from the woman who has experienced snow a handful of times).

I'm of Mexican and American Indian decent. I don't speak Spanish. I know, I'm a trader to my kind. An HEB employee once told me so.

I was raised Catholic, but I now follow the Lutheran faith. I don't proclaim anything other than being a Christian. I've switched my radio from hardcore rap and hip hop for Christian music. It's helped me become more optimistic and positive in my daily life. Hey KSBJ!

I've followed food blogs for years. This has led to my secret obsession hobby of taking food pictures. I've scaled back a lot, and replaced those with spamming pictures of my daughter. You're welcome.

I used to want to be a body builder. It's true. I was pretty into it and spent hours (yes you read that right) at the gym trying to bulk up. I eventually made myself sick, got kidney stones and had to scale it way back. I never really got back into it, because I realized how obsessed I was. It was an unhealthy relationship, so we broke up.

My husband and I dated in middle school. Parted ways in 9th grade, and met back up in our early-twenties off MySpace. We were such babies then. This picture says so.

We didn't have a "normal" wedding ceremony. We got married on Superbowl Sunday after the late church service, rocking my best maternity dress, my husband in jeans, and our pastor in his Dallas Cowboy's jersey. It was one of the best moments of my life. And the best wedding I've ever been to. 

I have a case of plain bitch face. I often get asked by strangers if I'm okay. Yes, I'm okay, this is just the way my face looks when I don't smile. I've also been told I should smile more. I'm working on that. I've even practiced my "let's not look so angry in public" face in the mirror. I obviously need to practice more. 

I love make-up. Like, a lot. Apparently, I have hoarding issue with it. I'm thisclose to becoming a Sephora VIB member and I'm thrilled. It feels like I've been nominated for an award. 

I essentially taught myself to cook and it's a true passion of mine. I grew up watching my mother cook, but she always believed cooking was a chore that had to be done to feed the family. I learned a few basic things from her, but once I started to replace fast food with real food, I had to practice over and over to get it down. My sweet husband would put on his show face and give it to me straight. Living and learning over here, folks. 

I make a mean pan of enchiladas From scratch. Minus the tortillas. Ain't nobody got time for that. 

I never wanted children and was adamant about it. *gasp* Crazy pants, I know. I started to get this deep desire to have children when I was 28. I finally gave in, went off my birth control and got pregnant within a couple of months. It was the best decision I ever made, because this gorgeous creature was born. 

Motherhood has changed me in a way I never thought possible. To be able to experience what real love is something I'm grateful for everyday. I believe that God was like, "Giiiiiiiiirl, you need a change. You're going to have a baby." She's the best first baby bear I could have ever wished for.