Taco Bell

            Its so hard to recall my first tip to Taco Bell, I must have been 5 or 6 at the time. I remember the trees in the windows as we drove past out street. I quickly asked my mom where we were going, and why we drove past our street. She told me to hold on and I would see. I simply just remember the lady voice crisp and clear threw the loud speaker reciting back our food.

            Over the next few years, I began to go more and more always trying different things and going to different locations. For the most part the service was good; on occasion we would get the wrong food item off our reseat. Like last night my dad and I got the wrong sodas, we ordered two Pepsi’s and got diet instead. So in near future if you are planning to go to your local Taco Bell, be sure to check you food and be sure they gave you what you ordered. Also when they are waiting for your food to be fully coked they make you pull over and wait for it to be done. This doesn’t sit well for most because when you are going to a “fast” food restraint you would hope for it to be fast. Other than that, for the most part I would give them a 3 1/2 out of 5 stars on their service aspect.

            After tasting my first bit of the Taco Bell’s cheese quesadilla, I knew this would be a regular for me. Often times I would try something new off the menu.  My favorite would have to be the newer 5-layer burrito. It has beans, meat, sour cream, and the two different kinds of cheese. Never once have I received a cold burrito for Taco Bell. I hope to keep it this way. For the most part I have had good experiences with their food. Now I am not saying they have the best food quality but it taste good and if you are going to a fast food restraint, I would hope that is all that you are looking for in your food. They don’t have the best food if you are trying to watch your weight either. If you are going to compare though Taco Bell is much healthier choice than McDonalds. They offer a verity of “healthy” choices if needed. If I had to decide, I would give the food a 4 out of 5.

            One thing no one can beat them at is their food cost. They have the cheapest food. You can get my favorite, a 5-layer burrito for only $1+ tax. If your asking me, that is a pretty good deal. This is just one example of the great deals they have at Taco Bell. They defiantly get a 5 out of 5 for food costs.

            Over all Taco Bell is one of the few good fast food places still around. So if you have a craving for a hearty cheep meal you can find a Taco Bell on almost every corner.

Race for the cure

    On June 2, 2011 my family and friends set out for a morning at Cal Expo. Surrounded by thousands of people my mom, sister, and I intertwined arms to take a picture.  With people in the around we posed in a casual passions getting ready for the day ahead of us; it was going to be a long one. Dressed in pink to support my mother and millions of men and women fighting this battle every day. My mom and I wore pink foam crowns for what seemed like another pink item to wear, But thinking about it now it could represent so much more.
    With everything going on around us  it seemed so hard to concentrate on something other than my mom and what she was now facing. Having already  completed one round of chemo her hair was falling out fast, almost in chucks. This would soon put heavy presser for my family and I. We are soon to get the never ending stares and/or comments that are unnecessary. I will never forget telling myself to let it go, people are just curious, just keep your lips sealed tight, don't say anything you will regret. But why I would always wonder, she has no hair, no boobs, just simply put it together. Yes she does have cancer so stop staring, it's really rude. Even though I didn't see every stare, I knew my mom did; I can't imagine what she had to go through.
    Seeing all these men and women walking around wearing their survivor shirts made me sad but also gave me a little bit of a smile. I knew everything was going to be okay, but I always had that little voice in the back of my head questioning everything over and over .It was really hard going through everything that happened and for half the time I dint have my sister there to help me. Whale I was here at home, my sister was at collage doing this all alone without friends and family by her side. I would go to school put on a happy face and act like everything was okay. It really wasn't though, the littlest things would piss me of and that was it I would start balling and then my mind would race to so many different things and by the time I stopped crying I had no idea what I was crying about. I had to grow up so fast it seemed like and I really wasn't ready for that quiet yet. Having to give up certain  things or seeing my mom laying in the couch helpless, it hurt. Even thought I knew she tried her best to be strong I knew she was having a horrific time with this whole thing.
    The week she had treatments were the worst. She would come home exhausted like I have never seen before. I hated being at her treatments, literally seeing poison being put into my mom. She was my mom she wasn't supposed to be weak. She fought everyday to make sure my brother and I didn't have to see her so down, but being older and understanding more I could see the pain in her face. Not once throughout this entire experience did I see my mom break down and cry.
    This picture represent so much more than just one walk. this brings back the memories of my mom's journey through breast cancer. She has scares reminding her of it every day. She is the strongest women I know. My mom is my hero and I will forever strive to be just like her.

Fly on the Wall

You know that annoying insect constantly buzzing in your ear...well that's me. The all mighty fly, I can't be killed no matter how ,any times you swat,smack,or even throw objects at me. I'm like freaking MC Hammer-"cant touch this!" Fallowing you around your house, watching your every move. Like santaclause, "I know when you are sleeping, I know when your awake..." So you better be good. When you walk outside to trouw somwthing away, you are joined by 99 of my friends, you never get a breack from me. On holidays, I have a field day divinginto the mash potatoes and gravy. By the time I am teady to make my finale depature, I leave you a little surprise. Making my way to the attic I find a nice roomy place to lay my eggs where you will never find them. By the time you think I'm out of your lives, you'll have 30 more of me flying all around your house. You will never get ride of me, I will soon make you crazy.