What would the month of May be like without celebrating Cinco de Mayo?
When else can we wear our traditional and colorful
Mexican dresses WHILE eating Cafe Rio.
And when else could I make my famous Mexican Chocolate Cake?
Also at our Mayo party, Mr. Nielson lassoed everyone and everything,
including my mom. He's good at it.
Later that evening, my brother Jesse invited us to his home
to do some first-class pinata bashing.
That sure felt good. Now I understand why people box.
I would probably benefit from a punching bag.
Also: Thanks SO much to all of you for your love and support these past
few days, I love you all so very much!