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Snowmageddon 2016

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It is mid week post Snowmageddon 2016. The trash and recycling haven't been picked up yet. I have no idea when they will be here. The mail finally came and it seems the schools are back in business. NPR says its a record snowfall. We got around 2 feet but other areas got more. I believe it. I beat myself up shoveling Saturday afternoon during the storm. The neighbors and I traded our dinner plans and drink options virtually but none of us braved the elements to each other's homes. I sat on the couch with this furball reading some soon to be discussed material.


The storm gave way to a glorious morning. I did a swan dive into the snowbank before I shoveled some more. It was fantastic. My 4 year old loved it. He played in the snow while my husband and I dug out.  He was where we left off on the drive way and I started to chip away at the wall of snow from the street. 


On Dating While Undocumented: Every Side

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I was made privy to this entry for the Dating While Undocumented series on the My Undocumented Life Blog. The essay was penned by my cousin.




I remember the first time I knew I loved my boyfriend. I had just kicked my foot hard onto the breaks of my car to avoid slamming into a small sedan that had cut me off. With equal force I punched the horn and shouted something I’d never say to that person’s face. Quickly remembering that the man I had been dating for less than three months was sitting next to me, I glanced over and shrugged with a weak smile. “I have a bad temper when I get stressed out,” I offered meekly. His lips were flat but his eyes were bright and amused. I have always loved how expressive his eyes are. After starring at me for what felt like forever, he laughed and said “If that’s who you are, that’s OK. I want to know every side of you.”

It wasn’t love in the way I feel it now, almost five years later, but it was a signal to me that he wanted to truly know me and the reali…

Friends Night Out

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This past Wednesday, I was out with my bff. We had dinner at a pub in between where we live. By bf is a talented in vivo scientist. For my non-pharma audience, the “in vivo” trials she runs are in animal models that have been bred to have human illnesses. She makes sure potential compounds are safe and effective before pharma companies even consider trying it on a human. My point is when I have aches, pains and mysteries of the body; I turn to her knowledge of biology. Example, me pregnant: “Why am I so f-ing tired all time?” Her, your body is making a baby and its energies are re-directed to making a baby.

So in the midst of the two of us solving the mysteries of our lives, as women’s conversations can be so telling, I asked her why I was so f-ing hungry with weight training? (Note: I have also asked Google and my fabulous Trainer). I mean, it’s like age 14 starting junior varsity swimming and feeling like 30 laps in the pool was the end of me. Then going to McDonalds with my parent…

Conference Call Hosted by United We Dream

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This evening, I attended a call hosted by United We Dream (UWD). Here are my notes from the meeting. 

Attendees: UWD Moderators were David Chung and Greisa Martinez (Advocacy Director) and over 100 participants.

Today the United States Supreme court made the decision hear the case that has been stalled in Texas. This means that "we are getting our day in court". DAPA would grant deportation relief to 5 million people. Greisa noted that she is a DACA recipient. Her mother would qualify for DAPA should it come to pass.

What this means is that the State of Texas and the US Department of Justice argue in front of the Supreme Court on why DAPA should and should not happen. Each side gets about 30 minutes to present their case. We will know later this week when the two sides come before the US Supreme Court.  The main question to be addressed is if President Obama had the power to grant work permits to potential DAPA recipients. UWD notes that DACA 2012 was within the President…

Dating While Undocumented. MyDocumentedLife.Org Blog is Calling for Submissions!

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MyDocumentedLife.org is a blog with up-to-date information and resources for undocumented immigrants. The blog is releasing a series called Dating While Undocumented and is calling for submissions! Dating while undocumented is tough and the blog aims to start a much needed conversation.


Dear Readers of My UnDocumented Life blog,

While looking for a partner, we all hope that he or she has few skeletons in the closet. At the very least we hope to be acquainted with said skeletons. Well what if said skeleton is your immigration status? Welcome to the wonderful and complex world of dating while undocumented. As much as we would like to put our best foot forward as undocumented young adults, organizers, students, and potential partners, we all know reality is full of gray areas. So let’s talk about it! My Undocumented Life is calling for submissions* for a series called Dating While Undocumented.

It is our hope to start a much needed conversation, start a few support groups and a…

Commence Weight Training

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I had what might have been the most spectacular wipe out during a run today. It didn't happen on the glorious Forbidden Drive trails. It was 50 feet from my door over an uneven sidewalk. When I started, I passed an older gentleman with a grocery bag with what seemed like his lunch. I must have been a sight because even though my legs didn't catch up, my arms spread out like a drunken Spiderman to keep from eating concrete. When he caught up to me, he asked if I was okay.

In any other circumstance, I might have been able to catch myself with my feet but not today. After torn tights, a boo boo on the knee and a missing ear bud, I kept going.

2 days ago I decided to purchase a training plan from UpLiftTraining. One of the women I have run with in the past is the owner. I kid you not she looks like an off duty super hero. I have overheard her discussing ultra marathons with the other women and that she had a toddler. While I also have a toddler, I do not look like an off duty su…