Casamiento? Eso Lo Dudo... ¡Por Ahora!

Hi. So I haven't written in a while. hehehe

Today I went to Iglesia de Cristo again. It seems like I can never go two weeks in a row for various reasons. But it was cool, as always. I am starting to get to know people better, and I am starting to remember names....... which is something I wish I could do better! haha! Some of us went to a little Real Mexican Food restaurant on Fairgrounds Rd. after church. It was really good, and they have gorditas there - quite possibly my favorite Mexican food. I had those for the first time (I DO NOT count Taco Bell's gorditas as really being gorditas) at Taco 57 in Queretaro. They looked like pupusas there, so I had to try them.

Anyhow, after the Fairgrounds restaurant, we went to Bush Park and the women played volleyball and the guys played soccer, but we only played volleyball for a little while, then sat and talked for a long time. I am starting to be able to understand Mexican spanish better, but I still have to smile and nod a lot. I was talking with Sylvia the pastor's wife, and 3 siblings - Nora, and I can't remember the guy or other girls names... They are ages 22 - 34. the 22 year old (the girl who I can't remember her name!) is married and has a little boy - the second cutest kid EVER (Trenton Lane is THE cutest!!). It seems like pretty much everyone there over 20 is married. So I, not thinking about who I was talking to, said that I must be an old maid to them since I'm 24 and not married. They proceeded to barage me with what I call "Los Robles Questions" (Marlia, use your imagination, these have to do with Fernando "Feo" Nuñez and the rest of the guys bugging me about him...) such as "So, would you rather marry a Mexican or a Gringo?" "Does it matter how old your husband is?" "How many kids do you want to have?" And luckily they kept it more toned down than real "Los Robles questions," but it was still like they were trying to figure out if they knew anyone that they could fix me up with. But then the sisters (whose husbands were out playing soccer) proceeded to tell me how lucky I am to still be single because I can do whatever I want and I don't have to wake up early to fix breakfast and pack a lunch for my husband, and I can eat whatever I want whenever I want, and no one will tell me that I don't cook as good as his mom!

Anyways, I'd actually been thinking about this a lot lately - if I could ever marry a Latino. As my co-workers would glady tell you, I just don't seem to be interested in white guys. But I'm also pretty strong-willed and independent. It would be a lot harder than I think to be married to a Latino. My Honduran friends tell me that I shouldn't marry a Mexican, then today the Mexicans told me I shouldn't marry a CentralAmerican. They all have their reasons. But seriously, it would be hell to be married to most any of my latino guy friends. If I get married, which I certainly might not, I wish my husband and I could like be mentored by Delmer and Suyapa. Weird, but I don't think I've seen any marriage - latino or gringo - be just what marriage should be, like theirs is.

So don't think that I'm all desperate to get married as soon as possible or anything. I fully plan on leaving the country single, and staying single for at least my first two years - the Mexico years. I can do whatever I freakin' want to, without having to worry about if my husband will "give me permission."

This is a weird journal entry. hahahahahaha!!!