First of all, Happy Cinco de Mayo today. :) I don’t know that I’d ever heard of Cinco de Mayo until I moved to Oklahoma and then Colorado, and not being Hispanic, I can’t say I really celebrate it for the true meaning. But every year, Jody and I always have a Mexican dinner full of yummy foods for our own celebration. I need to figure out what I’m going to make tonight.
On a semi-related note (only in that this is a Mexican song), I’ve had “La Cucaracha” stuck in my head for a while now so I’ve been singing it (*”La Cucaracha, La Cucaracha, la la la la la la la. La Cucaracha, La Cucaracha, la la la la la la la!”) every now and then. Anyway, Ava picked it up and started singing it in bed in the middle of the night the other night! Cracked me up when I realized what she was doing!
*I don’t really know the words, though I did just look them up and it turns out it’s about marijuana. LOL I had no idea. This is all that I sing.
After having a break from photoshoots for the past three weeks, I have a maternity session tomorrow with one of my many pregnant friends. It should be fun. :)
And on Sunday, I will celebrate my 31st birthday! Hard to believe I’m turning 31. I think the time definitely seems to go by faster once you’ve had a child. I don’t know if we are doing anything special to celebrate. I suppose we might go out to eat, but then, we’ll see. Jody and I are still pretty gun shy about food these days.
And now (to enlighten you) I will leave you with a couple verses and the chorus (English translation) to La Cucaracha. :)
1 When a fellow loves a maiden
And that maiden doesn’t love him,
It’s the same as when a bald man
Finds a comb upon the highway.
The cucaracha, the cucaracha,
Doesn’t want to travel on
Because she hasn’t,
Oh no, she hasn’t
Marihuana for to smoke.
2 All the maidens are of pure gold;
All the married girls are silver;
All the widows are of copper,
And old women merely tin.