no beef for you.

i think i broke my two little toes yesterday.

you know, 

the piggies that didn't get roast beef

and went wee wee wee all the way home?

yeah, those ones.

on the upside, 

their current state of pain 

helped me justify wearing my moccasins to work today.

in other news, 

the bananas and clementines i bought earlier this week

have proven to be delicious.

it's been so long since i've had a good clementine.

like december/january long.

i don't know how i've survived.

politically correct.

today in class i was asked a question that i have never been asked before.

the conversation went as follows.

b = me.

g = girl.

g: are you native?

b: uhh..what?

g: are you native?

b: you mean...? oh, no.  i'm ecuadorian.

g: oh, well just asked becuase i noticed you wear lots of turquoise and your shoes...

b: (looks down at her feet, lo and behold, she is wearing her beaded indian pattern sandals).

first of all.
please join me in a giant laugh.
now, let us ponder this question.
can a half brown girl not wear a turquoise ring and indian sandals without being asked if she's a native american these days?

i mean honestly...

we look nothing alike.

and the only thing poca and i have in common

{besides our turquoise jewelry, sandals, brown skin, moccasins
and painting with every color of the wind}

is our unnatural tendency to go with the blonde white man.