Miguel just turned 33 yesterday. It was a long day for me. Miguel wanted me to make him chicken soup, mole and a cake. I spent all day trying to make everything perfect for the second that Miguel walked in the door. Before buying the food at the super market I decided to pay my cell phone bill on the internet... Well.... I was destracted, I was not paying attention and I submitted for payment twice and made my account go to $000000000. Just perfect! I called Tmobile and they were just wonderful! Even though they could not put the funds in my account immediately, they promised me they would in 2 business days. I did not need it in 2 business days, I needed the money TODAY, but I remembered I had $100 in a secret place, so I proceeded to get that money to buy the ingridients for dinner. Finally.... I could go to the superparket! After returning I made the cake and proceeded to do the chicken soup... well the top of the pot is made from wood and when I picked up the top a splint got caught between my nail and my finger. I was bleeding. I wrapped my finger up and continued with the mole. After emptying the contents that were in the blender, I accidently broke it. I remember and I still get very upset! Magnificent! What a day! As a picked up the pieces of the cup that I had just brocken I cut myself with those pieces. I was just furious by that time, but I was still able to keep my cool. I called Miguel and he asked if he could go play with the band. I just wanted to die (NOT LITERALLY), I was just a mess because I was making dinner and Miguel just told me he wanted to spend his birthday playing with the band. Could anything else just go worst now? I just ignored him and did not tell him anything, after all it was his birthday and he could do what he wishes. Right? By the time Miguel got home I was just a mess. I was crying and telling him what a horrible day I had and how tired I was. After being home for a while Miguel decided he wanted to go to Johny Carino's, but was afraid that I would get upset. Well... after everything that happened with the food, I wanted nothing to do with it. We went to Carino's and had a nice dinner. I wish Miguel many more birthdays and if it means that I will go crazy every Agust 13th, it does not matter, because it would mean that we are together. I love him.
Miguel cumplio 33 años ayer. Para mi... fue un largo dia. Miguel queria que le hiciera caldo de pollo, mole, y un pastel capricho. Todo el dia me ocupe para que cuando llegara a casa todo estubiera perfecto. Antes de ir a comprar las cosas pague el telefono y me equivoque y lo pague dos veces, lo pague por internet y pues le hize click dos veces. Perfecto!!!! Era todo el dinero que tenia para comprar las cosas y me lo gaste en una equivocacion! Llame a la compañia de telefono y afortunadamente me regresaron mi dinero. Fui a el super a comprar todos lo ingredientes para la cena. Regese a casa y me puse a hacer el pastel. Comenze hacer el caldo y me hastille entre mi uña y mi dedo con la tapa de una olla, la agarradera es de madera. Grandioso.... luego comenze hacer el mole y quebre la copa de la licuadora, afortunadamente ya habia vaciado los contenidos. Magnifico... me corte OTRA VEZ!! Cuando fuimos a Celaya, la mama de Miguel nos hizo mole e hizo mole poblano y mole verde. Pense en hacer eso, pero obvio... era muy tarde. Despues le llame a Miguel y....... me dijo que queria ir a ensayar... eso fue la gota que derramo el vaso. No le dije nada, pero me hizo sentir super mal. Ya para cuando llego a casa estaba cansadisima y hasta estaba llorando por que apesar que la comida estaba hecha sentia que todo me habia salido mal. Miguel llego a consolarme y decidio que mejor nos fueramos a Johny Carinos (un restaurante Italiano). Penso que me iba a molestar, pero despues de todo lo que me paso ya no queria saber nada de mole, nada de caldo. Como quiera no la pasamos bien. Espero que Miguel cumpla muchos años mas y aun que me pase todo un CAOS por el, estoy contenta por que significa que estamos juntos. Lo amo.
