Todays reveal: I dont know who my father is. I dont know what nationality I am, and it really doesnt matter. My nationality isnt what makes me. My mom got pregnant after she divorced her husband that beat her and abused her. That pregnancy produced me. I asked her so many times about the guy that is my father, and she would say she didnt rememeber his name or give me some reason she couldnt tell me. I knew i was different form my brothers ansd sisters, cus i dont look anything like them. They are tall and thin have wavy hair, I am short and sorta round with straight almost jet black hair. When I was a kid, I was so dark, all the time. My sisters were so white, and they burned, i didnt. People are all wierded out when i tell them i dont know my nationality, but does it really matter. It doesnt to me, and it never has.
Ok, that was todays reveal. Done. Im not any different than anyone else that knows their whole family. I was thinking about doing that genetic testing thing to try and find out what I really am. It wont tell me who my bio father is, but it will tell me if i am mexican, phillipino, or some other kind of brown. It wont change me, it will just give me littel bit of information.
So last night I went to the Murder mystery dinner theater. I didnt know who was sponsering it who the actors were. When we got there, my friend Rosa told me it was all the people from where her sister works. It was all the peoplwe from the county offices. they were a blast. I wonder who we were sitting with. anyway, they were the actors, the waiter people, they did everything. I have to give them props. they did a very excellent job of pulling off this fun filled night. The play was staged in our local Opera house. Yes, our town has an opera house.
Anyway, the theme of the night was a night for giving an award to employee of the year. Four team members were inthe running and the prize was fabulouse. they were all anxious to get it, but one of the runners up was trying to blackmail the others to back out of the running. Well, you know what happens from there. Slash, she is gone and the mystery starts. I cant even begin to tell you all the so funny things taht were happening. I missed so many details of the murder cus i was laughing or watching someone else. I dont know how many ofyou have been to one of these, but you have to do it at least one time. The dinner doesnt even really matter, the murder is the fun part.
In the end, I thought i knew who did it, but my friend Rosa, who invited me, convinced me otherwise. I should have stuck with my instincts. The ballet i turned in was wrong. they did give out prises though, and i did win a cook book that was put together by the employees there. That should be a good book. I havent really looked at it yet, but I will.
Wow, I just realised this is getting kinda long. I hate to bore you, sorry, drag these on for too long, so i will stop here. Or somewhere around here. We are having wonderful sunny days, so I will open the house and let in some good clean air. the tree in our front yard is starting to turn pretty colors of yellow and orange and soon it will be bare. Soon, all the trees on our block will be naked, and our sewer drains will be clogged with the leaves. That means when it finally starts to rain, the streets will flood. ramble ramble ramble on. ok, see ya ll later. have a good week and please, try not to work too hard.
