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I know I am a little late on telling you how my Memorial Weekend went. I apologize. I have been so busy with school and work, and studying that I haven’t had the time to catch up.

So my weekend….

Friday we ended up not doing much, just hanging out at the house and I studied. Saturday we hung out during the day and at night got ready for a house concert at one of my boyfriends clients house. The artist: Mark Aaron James. I hadn’t heard about him until Saturday night, and let me tell you, I really enjoyed the night. It started off muggy, and it did rain a little but we were under the tent, and there was a nice breeze. This is something rare here in Miami LOL. So there was food and drinks and music. Can’t ask for a better night.

So back to Mark….

His music lyrics remind me a lot of Jason Mraz. It’s funny, different, happy. I loved it. He sang and played the guitar wonderfully. Look below and you can see his picture. I also recommend you checking him out.

Mark Aaron James - House Concert

Sunday…

Sunday we stayed home during the day, while I studied some more, and at night we met up with another couple friend and went to my favorite Sushi place… Shibui.

We ate, and as I enjoyed the mouth watering sushi in my mouth we talked and enjoyed the night. Later went over to a Bar near by called Skully’s Tavern. Mind you, I used to go here when I was little with my Aunt, and I have to say the place looks good. The drinks were good too. They closed at 1:30 so we headed out to the Tavern by Sunset Place. Had more drinks, talked more and ended the night GREAT!!!!

Monday…

To not go into to much detail, my dad was in the hospital Sunday night and had to get his appendix removed. He’s okay and home now, but Monday, I had to go visit him at the hospital. We then went to my house and my brother, sister in law and nephews were there. So I studied more ( I KNOW, I KNOW, I’m so studious) LOL…. We ate some good BBQ & Later went back to my boyfriends house. It was a great weekend, very busy and getting ready for a big test I have tomorrow and a long busy weekend a head of me.

Until next time… shoot me an email with questions or leave comments.

XO,
Kristin Nicole

So many People have plans this weekend. Is it going to rain? Is it going to be fun?

Ideas

Have any idea’s on what to do for Memorial Weekend? I have heard many people talking about going to Orlando for the long weekend and others are going to the Keys. Does anyone else have a different plan? What are your ideas? Depends where you live, what’s there to do for fun?

I know a lot of people in Miami, considering the weather, will probably go to the Beach. I’m hoping for a nice weekend, maybe I’ll go to the beach myself.

Have ideas let me know. Email me at soapnights@gmail.com

XO,
Kristin Nicole

FYI – MIAMIBEACH411 has some good ideas for Memorial Weekend. Check it out.

So many things come to mind when you think about dreams.

Dreams

Dream = A series of images, ideas, emotions, and sensations occurring involuntarily in the mind during certain stages of sleep.

Have you ever had a dream so intense, so clear it just sticks with you forever? How many years has it been since you had that dream? Was it a good dream or a bad one?

My Dream

I had a dream when I was about 6 or 7 years old, that I will always remember. It started off that I was in the neighborhood I grew up in, it was dark and foggy (Yes here in Miami), and I was walking with one of my mom’s friends. We were looking for my mom and went up to the shopping center by my house and I found a dirty looking restroom, and inside their was a shower. The shower was running and the curtain was closed. I opened it and found my mom shot, and bleeding. I yelled for her to wake up and she told me to run, run as fast as I could home, and call for help. I ran out, trying to find my house when I bumped into my mom’s friend, I told her about my mom and she grabbed my arm, telling me I wasn’t going for help and that I would listen to whatever she told me to do. I struggled from her grip and ran around my neighborhood trying to find my home, crying and scared that mom was going to die. I then woke up in sweats, and crying for my mother. For some reason that dream as always stuck with me. A dream I’ll never forget.

I have had a couple dreams that have stuck with me. Dreams I can visualize so vividly in my mind as if I had them last night. And yet these were dreams I had when I was a little girl. I have also had dreams much older that I also will never forget. Dreams that looked so real, and felt so real, and the next day have actually happened, just as I dreamed it would.

Have you ever had a dream like this? If so please let me know so I can blog about it.

“There are those who look at things the way they are, and ask why… I dream of things that never were, and ask why not?”
~Robert Francis Kennedy

XO,
Kristin Nicole

Summer Term

I am taking a pre algebra class this summer term. Now you have to understand how lost I am. I haven’t taken a math course in at least oh lets see…. 5 years or more =/

So Nervous…

So now I am sitting in class. Very nervous and the professor walks in. Tall & slim with brown thinning hair and glasses. He speaks well, with certainty of what he is teaching. I know now at this point he is going to be a good professor. A bit strict though. We are only graded on 4 tests. If you miss one, you can still pass with an A. He drops the lowest grade at the end of the semester. However, he states that if you miss 2 tests you automatically fail. Now I don’t plan on missing any tests, but you never know what might happen, that you can’t show up. The professor stands, tall and with a stern voice implies that if you’re sick, or if your aunt is in the hospital and you have to take her that these will not be excused excuses to miss a test. I can understand if you have a small cold, more then likely you can still make it in. However, if my mom was in the hospital and I couldn’t make it in, this should be an exception. There should be exceptions. This I did not like about the Professor. I can only hope nothing happens. I can’t afford to miss not one test. He also doesn’t waive grades. If you got a 69 (D) he won’t push it to that one point so that you can get a 70 (C). This is fine with me, I can only hope I do good. Again it’s been 5 years!

I came home that night and started my homework. There were about 3 questions I am still uncertain about. So this Tuesday I have to get to class early so that I can ask him about these 3 questions. I am very nervous, I hate doing bad and I stress easily. So I’m just going to have to really try and focus and do all my homework for practice.

Wish me luck!!!

XO,
Kristin Nicole

NEW YORK

My New York trip was amazing, I only wish that it would have been longer. I got there Wednesday night around 9:00 because my flight was delayed twice. As soon as I got there, I got a taxi at the airport. I was alone, so it was a bit scary, since I never did this before. I told the driver the address to my hotel as if I had done this a million times. Off we went to the hotel. I arrived around 9:30 where my boyfriend met me outside to pay the taxi for me. We went up to our room. A two bedroom suite we were sharing with his cousin and his cousin’s wife. We got the smaller room with our own restroom. The restroom was outside the room, but right across the hall and the room had a full size bed with two night stands attached. There was a chair on the right hand corner of the room with our luggage on top of it. My boyfriend had taken our big luggage with him Tuesday morning.

I opened the view to the big city. It was a bit rainy but a beautiful night. I had already done my hair here at home, so I freshened up my makeup, washed my bangs and got dressed. Our first night out we headed to an Italian restaurant. My dish wasn’t the best I’ve had, so I was a bit disappointed, however, when I went looking for the restroom it was down stairs. We found a little bar down there. Very cool looking, with little nooks, of a card table, packman and more. We hung out there until the rain passed. We then headed out to this little lounge/club where we drank some more and danced. We got back to the hotel around 5am and decided to look for a place to eat. We could only find a little market near by. My boyfriend and his cousin got breakfast and us girls just decided to not eat. I am not a breakfast person so at this point I just wanted to sleep! I had already been up for 24 hours.

Thursday in New York

Thursday we got up and headed to the Light Fair. This was the reason my boyfriend and his cousin was there. We walked around with them for about 2 hours. As we were heading out, it was raining hard, we ended up having to buy a $10 umbrella so we can go walking looking for a taxi. None of the taxi’s were heading towards where we were, so we had to go towards them. As we arrive to a corner, we pull over a taxi. The taxi driver put his blinker on, but this huge truck had to break a little. The guy got out of the truck and started yelling at the taxi driver and banging on his car. We were all shocked at first, so we just stayed quiet. The taxi driver defended himself and his car, stating he put his blinker on, and if the guy kept hitting his car, he would call the cops. As the little old man (taxi driver) turned away, the guy pushed him. That is when my boyfriends Cousin finally told the guy to back off. The guy didn’t even look our way, he finally just got back in his truck. We got into the taxi, and headed to China Town. It was still raining, but that wasn’t going to stop us from going to a little whole in the wall Chinese restaurant. The food was Delish! We later walked around, but it was a bit hard to look with all the rain. We headed to Sojo where I attempted to buy clothes. And as you have it “murphey’s law” came into play, as I didn’t find not one piece of clothing, not one pair of shoes, not one purse to buy. We went back to the hotel to get ready for our night adventure. We went to the comedy club where we laughed our hearts out, then we went to eat sushi, and out to party. The night ended real late.

This is me behind a door in New York...

Friday in New York

Friday we went to Central Park, 5th Ave, we went by where the Twin Towers used to be, China Town, the subway and it was all wonderful. We went out to eat friday night and I was so full I couldn’t breath. We went to a lounge that was more like a club and then we went to the pub near our hotel. The night ended great.

Saturday

We packed our things and headed to the airport, I wish I had more time in New York, but I truly had a great time with my boyfriend and his cousins. Next time we go we have to see so much stuff and so much more to eat. This was only the beginning of our many trips. I cannot wait for our next trip =)

XO,
Kristin Nicole

So as most of you know if you keep up with my blog, I am going to New York for the first time this week. I am super excited. I am almost done packing and everything. As excited as I am, I am very disappointed in the Airlines. American Airlines to be exact.

American Airlines

I had heard that Airlines were charging you to Check in one bag let alone every additional bag after that due to the Gas prices going up. I believe the gas prices have dropped and yet they keep charging you to check in a bag. I don’t think they should charge you to check in one bag. We have a right to at least check in one bag. If you want to charge me for an additional bag, even though I still think it’s ridiculous, then go a head. But I believe that we have a right to at least check in ONE BAG!!! Some airlines only charge $5 to $15 dollars per bag. Not American Airlines. American Airlines charges you $15 for the first Check in Bag and $25 for an additional check in bag. That’s only going ONE WAY! So round trip if you have to check in bags you end up spending an additional 80 dollars, on top of your airline ticket. That’s only for one person. So for example, my boyfriend and I are going together, we are only taking 2 bags since we found out about this charge, so that will be a total of 60 dollars on top of our airline tickets. I just don’t understand what I’m paying for an airline ticket for, if I can’t even check in One Bag?!? I am very upset about this, and I think next time I will definitely double check what the airline charges for check in bags, and I most likely won’t go with American Airlines again.

If you ask me, I rather you charge me 15 dollars more for my airline ticket then charge me for my bag when I go to check in. I feel like American Airlines is ripping people off…

What are your thoughts on this?

XO,
Kristin Nicole

So last night was my sisters Confirmation. Yes on a Thursday at 7 p.m. We had to be there by 6 though, and thankfully we were because we would have not gotten seats other wise.

The Confirmation

The Confirmation was very organized and the mass went fairly quick. The Bishop is the one who Confirmed all the kids, which is the first time I have seen this happen. Usually it’s the priest. I thought it was very nice though. The Bishop knew how to speak and the entire mass kept you listening to every word he said. He was funny too. I think we need more people like him in the churches, it keeps children more interested in what they are saying. The mass lasted an hour and a half. After it ended we headed back to my house where my mom already had the dinner ready. We had bistec empanizado (breaded steak) with moro (rice & beans) & platano maduro (plantains). It was all very good. We ate, cut the cake, talked & laughed. I think the night turned out wonderful. Confirming your faith is important to our family and I think it was a beautiful mass and my sister looked beautiful.

“God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.” ~Reinhold Niebuhr

XO,
Kristin Nicole