I don’t need menudo nor would I eat the nasty sh**(even though HWSNBNLIR made me have a big bowl of it once since his grandpa made it and fat lot of good it did me since it was some mousy, dumpy gringa he chose but I digress). The last few days have been busy with family gatherings, rich food, and even the occasional glass of booze(since Blues doesn’t partake, I haven’t taken in those extra calories). My bum leg and tummy are paying the price. But it’s nothing ice and sleep can’t cure. As my uncle Pedro said last night, tomorrow we could die. Living isn’t always easy but it is worthwhile.