My mom mentioned to me “Y vamos a comprar pan frances?” AWWW HEEELLL NAH! As much as whatever she is thinking about cooking for tonight, which more than likely will be delicious and require a delicious warm toasty french roll type bread thang I refuse to do this one thing. Why you ask?
Time it takes to get a dozen bolillos (bread) on a normal day: 15 minutes
Time it takes to get a dozen bolillos right now with everybody in the damn hood making tamales or pavo: At least 2 hours
I refuse to put myself through that today. No way mom. Ay tenemos tortillas.
I just booked my flight for Florida (FINALLY!) for February 11-15th. I was worried so much about waiting to see if my dad was going to join me on this trip (he’s not btw, =( bummer) and booking the flight asap to spend the least possible skrill that I didn’t realize what dates it fell on. So i’ll be in Florida for Valentine’s Day doing two horrible things: 1) Not being with my beautiful crazy woman here in L.A. AND 2) cockblocking my brother and his wife. Good going Alex. I’m gonna have to make it up to both parties. Maybe it can be my first “Tio Alex Babysits Baby Nic” night? I’ll also have to plan something extra special for my woman just don’t know if I should before or after.