Funny face friday and congrats are in order

Hello everybody!

I hope you guys are well.


I made this funny face lunch for my oldest daughter today.  It consisted of a mini raspberry muffin/doughnut, two mayo and cheese sandwiches, apple slices (in a bowl to look like a hat), mini marshmallows, mini chocolate chips, a big cherry tomato, and green salad.  I wasn’t able to make another one for my youngest because she was resting due to a fever. 😦  Once she woke up I gave her liquids, Cheerios, and apple slices.

I also wanted to say CONGRATULATIONS to my lil’ sis whose been a great supporter of my blog (reading and liking my post entries).  She was promoted today to Detective in the NYPD!


We’re very proud of you Detective!

Keep shooting for the stars and hitting them hard, but always stay safe!

Take good care all.

Until next time…



Every night before I said goodbye,

I would whisper in your ear, “Fight, please fight.”

As strongly as I could convey, I said,

“Don’t give up, you have to stay!”  I knew in

my heart that you needed time to heal, but

impatience was all everyone could feel.

We were speechless, confused souls roaming the

hospital halls.  Aching for the madness

to end and just pretend this wasn’t real,

but reality came crashing down hard

when you were given 24 hours

to live.  All resources were put to use.

Top meds, machines, prayers, thoughts, and even

a small tape recorder with little grand-

voices singing songs.  We pressed play and your

heart rate went up.  Tears streamed down your face and

the nurse said, “Please, turn it off.”  No matter

how small of a reaction you gave us,

seeing is believing and it meant the

world.  It meant that you were there and all you

needed was time.  Time to heal and time to

come back to us.

– Angelica Mercado


Hello everybody!

I hope you guys are well.

I’ve been writing this poem in my head for a while now.  Every time I see my mom, I see a strong and brave woman.  I try to forget the pain that we all went through after almost losing her two years ago, but it’s really hard because I’ve never felt such raw, scary emotions before (she was given 24 hours to live at one point).  It was something shocking and definitely confusing.  I don’t ever want to feel that way again (fingers firmly crossed and I know I’m a bit delusional).  Some family members at that time were already saying their goodbyes in their heads.  The question, “Where do you want her buried?” was even spoken, quietly, but it was still asked.  I answered that question even though I didn’t want to.  I just wanted to know at what specific time my mother’s 24 hours began because that’s all she needed, TIME.  I wasn’t going to prepare myself to say goodbye.  That was the farthest thing in my head.  She wasn’t going to leave us or even her grandkids.  No way!  I knew she needed time.  In my opinion, time is needed for the medicine and the medical devices to do their jobs, but because she was on so many meds, “the best of the best”, according to the chief of the hospital, immediate results were expected.  Screw that!  Time is essential, plain and simple.  A few days later, I received a wonderful phone call from my sister who walked into my mother’s room and saw a marvelous sight.  My mom, propped up in her bed as alert as can be with her eyes beautifully opened.  That was the beginning of her journey to recovery.  With time, she was able to leave the hospital and enter a short-term rehabilitation center.  With much needed therapy, and yes, more time, my mom was able to leave the rehab and go back to her home.  Home sweet home where she’s the most happiest and back with us.

Take good care all.

Until next time…


Hello everybody!

I hope you guys are well.

Today’s post is very special because it’s for my wonderful husband who’s now an official BLACK BELT in JUDO.  He took the Kata test last Saturday with his sensei and passed.  Yesterday evening, he was presented with his black belt at their Judo club.  Congratulations my love!  You worked very hard and you definitely deserve this high honor.  Your love for learning, practicing, and teaching has enabled you to achieve great knowledge of this sport.  May you continue as safely as you can.

We’re very proud of you!

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My husband, Angel, and his Sensei Lloyd

Take good care all.

Until next time…

I don’t want to see you, love sis

Hello everybody!  I hope you guys are well.  Yesterday, it happened!  I’ve heard stories about this, but didn’t think that it was going to happen for a while, but yesterday it did.  It went down in the Mercado household.  My daughter wrote her first “I’m mad at you” note to her little sister!  It’s not funny, (but it actually is a tiny bit) because my daughter was serious.  They were playing in our hallway, but then little sis didn’t want to listen to big sis so she went into her room furious.  A couple of minutes later you heard big sis asking us, “How do you spell blah, blah, blah?”  My husband and I were in the kitchen and we looked at each other and said, “Uh oh.”  He went off to assist her.  A few minutes later, my serious daughter came into the kitchen and handed me this:


These words convey so much emotion (that’s why technically it’s not funny, but I did giggle to myself in private because it’s amazing how she thought about doing this on her own, writing out her feelings) and her drawings as she explained to me were of herself and her little sister, sad and crying.  She was sad and crying because little sis didn’t want to listen to her and little sis was sad and crying because she didn’t want to listen to big sis.  I’m simply astounded with my daughter and how she felt it necessary to let her sister know exactly what she was feeling, even though little sis can’t read at the moment.  She just wanted to get her point across because as she tells me, “she has to listen to me because I’m the big sister.”  RESPECT!  Of course I HAD to take a picture of her note so she can see it in the future and hopefully laugh about it and little sis can finally read it in case it gets misplaced.  Everyday is something new, whether a funny or serious sentence is said or written.  I love this part of parenthood.  The little, but meaningful surprises that children gift us.

Take good care all.

Until next time…

A Silhouette of Regret

Hello everybody!  I hope you guys are well.

Today I’m sharing an old poem that I wrote back in 2006.  It was inspired by a decision that was made by one of my cousins.  I wanted to see if I could get into her heart and write down her feelings into words, but I wasn’t sure if I could show it to her if I succeeded because I didn’t want her to get mad at me.  When I finished it, I explained to her what it was and that I wasn’t judging her at all, just trying to see if that’s how she felt about what she had to do.  While she was reading it, tears came to her eyes and I was freaking out.  I wanted to snatch the paper away and say, “Forget it,” but I didn’t.  In my head I was thinking, “She’s going to stop talking to me.  I have absolutely no business writing about this.”   When she was done, I asked her if she was ok and what she thought.  She said that the poem was exactly how she felt some days and that she was indeed sad that she had to make that decision.  We were ok.  Phew!  With time my wonderful cousin has made a beautiful family, which I love so much!  They’re the greatest!


Of course abortion is a controversial, very touchy subject and people stay firm to what side they support.  Personally, I believe that women should have the right to make their own decisions regarding their own bodies and I’m just going to leave it at that.

Take good care all.

Until next time…

One smart girl

Hello everybody!  I hope you guys are well.

Every time I pick up my daughter from school, I always ask her, “How was your day at school?”  I either get a “fine” (short and sweet) or a detail account of what they did and where they went in school (library, auditorium, or gymnasium).   During bath time, Friday night, she remembered something that happened in school and shared it with me.

Olivia: “There were kids crying in my class.”

Me: “How many?”

Olivia: “3.”

Me: “Why were there 3 kids crying in your class?”

Olivia: “One boy wanted the teacher to give him a tennis ball after gym, another boy wanted a magazine, but the teacher had only two and he gave them to other kids, and one girl wanted to play on the computer, but they said no.”

Me:  “So why didn’t you cry?”

Olivia: “I already have a tennis ball at home that the teacher gave me when I was good.  You give me magazines all the time and you always let me play on your computer.”

Me: “That’s a good way of looking at things.  You are one smart girl.  I’m very proud of you and thank you for being good in school.”

Always praise your children on their good behavior in school.  Not only will it make them feel good, but their hard-working teachers will greatly appreciate your support.

Valentine gifts for my kids

Hello everybody!  I hope you guys are well.  I wanted to share with you the gifts that I’m going to be giving my daughters on Thursday for Valentine’s Day!  They could be an idea for a last minute gift because these websites are great.

For my oldest daughter who has a wonderful, creative mind and loves to draw, I got her this stencil set:


It’s from and you can purchase it here  It’s only $10 and they also have a stencil set with animals, called ZooBox.  I think my daughter is going to have a blast creating many different characters with these stencils.

As for my youngest, who loves jigsaw puzzles, I finally got her one personalized with her name:


I love this website,, and have purchased many personalized puzzles, coloring books, and stickers from here.  You can purchase this particular puzzle here  Frecklebox also offers free printable personalized coloring pages.  How awesome is that?  I love it!

I can’t wait to give my girls these tokens of love along with my husband’s gift, which I can’t show you yet because he’s a follower.  🙂  I’m also going to make chocolate covered strawberries because everyone here loves them and hopefully we’ll have a wonderful Valentine’s Day.

Take good care all.

Until next time…

Winnie the Pooh Quotes

Hello everybody!  I hope you guys are well.  Every time I come across a Winnie the Pooh quote I simply fall in love with it.  They’re simple words that can emit so much emotion.  Here are three quotes that I absolutely want to display in my house soon.




The third one is my favorite.  Whenever I read it, it makes me want to cry at first because it’s so heartbreaking, but then it makes me smile because it’s so sentimental.

Take good care all.

Until next time…

sweet gift

Hello everybody!  I hope you guys are well.  My husband gave me a sweet gift yesterday.


He had my blog’s name printed on a shirt.  Love it!

He’s my number 1 fan and I’m his.  His blog is  You should check it out.  He started blogging first and he inspired me to do my own so thanks luv for the support and the sweet shirt.  A special thanks to my newest followers.

Take good care all.

Until next time…