Tuesday, July 23, 2002

Hilda coming to leave her mark.

God help us all. My mom is finally coming to visit. Let's all have a moment of silence. You may wonder why I'm reacting this way but there is order in my chaos.

I've lived here in the bay area for what, 3 years now? This is the first time that my mom is heading out to visit me. Don't get me wrong, she didn't choose to not visit me, it's just hard when you're tending for someone (my grandma). Now that she's passed on, my mom has the freedom to finally come out and pay me a visit.

So with that said... My mom is coming to visit.... It's gonna be a bumpy road. I love my mom and all, but we don't exactly always get along, so this is going to be a test for both of us. Last thing I want is the Armenian angers bursting out at one another while the roomies are around. That's just plain embarrassing...

Regardless, I need to figure out what the hell I'm going to do with her while she's here. I'll take her around Santa Cruz, and probably show her all the beauties of where I live.

Oh god... I think I'm gonna have an anxiety attack just thinking about it....


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