Everything Will Be Fine.

Speak it into existence with me; this will be our April mantra.



Wednesday the sun kissed me full on the lips and I smiled. And then a handsome stranger walked by and I greeted him. And then I treated myself to an ice cream and said, "Fuck the calories!"

At the end of the day, I walked home through the park. Spring has a way of kicking depression in the face sometimes.

Then I got the call: my babies' grandmother died, ending her year-long battle with cancer. I hate that they've been introduced to death and grief so early in life, but it's not something I can control. I will not dwell on it and I will not let them dwell on it.

I'm taking them on a nice family vacation next week. We will sip fruity drinks on the beach and speak only in Spanish and dance and run and play. There will be no blogs to update or tweets to send out or calls to take. No homework, carpool, AP exams or grandmothers to bury. Just fun in the motherfucking sun.

We will be on vacation from work, school, life AND technology, so consider this your notice; Casa Penzo is on hiatus.

*smooches...getting over the hump*
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everything WILL be fine.