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Adulting Mrs Enginerd

The 9th House On The Right

There’s been one constant in my life; one undeniable and certain truth. Whenever I was feeling blue, happy or plain homesick there was one place in the world I could count on to remain the same: Grandma’s. It was 1960something… Layo and Delia settle on a one story, 1000 sq ft, cement and rebar beauty […]

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Adulting Mrs Enginerd Poetry

Askew (A Poem)

Off kilter. Off center. Crooked. Undone. Slanted. Lopsided. Taunting. Haunting. Awry. The fire within unwilling to be tamed, The rage, one sided, consuming unevenly my quiet existence, The voices in my head asymmetrically seek justice; The world spirals out of control, catawampus, discombobulating my soul.

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Adulting Mrs Enginerd

Siempre…

Siempre hay alguien mas ajorao que uno, con mas prisa, a pesar de no tener rumbo a dirección. Es fascinante ver a la gente adoptar rutinas que no les sirven más que para esclavizarlos. No tienen tiempo ni para pensar y terminan delegando sus “thought processes” a sus líderes políticos, religiosos y hasta a sus […]

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Adulting Mrs Enginerd

Fire Can Be Made to Rest

Writer’s block. Layoffs. Grief. Solace. Enlightenment. Failure. A pandemic… These are prime examples of opportunities to just be; to tame the passions that may drive us to wander carelessly in a world full of promise and uncertainty. More often than not the mind needs a break from our duties and daily machinations to see life […]

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Adulting En español Etiquette

#NotFunny

If the joke makes fun of someone, it’s not funny. If the well meaning conversation turns into ridicule, it’s not pleasant. If the game makes someone uncomfortable or ashamed, it’s not fun. We are in a constant state of evolution. What used to be acceptable in the past may not be in the future. Learn […]

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Adulting Love and Marriage Mrs Enginerd

The Simple Things

Alcapurrias. The dog snoring, cozied up to the newly remodeled fireplace. Home Depot… There are so many things to be grateful for, to celebrate, even after losing so much, so quickly. Up until now my mom’s death had sunk me into a deep and profound solitude from which very few people could rouse me. I […]

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Adulting Mrs Enginerd Poetry

This the Season…

Light strung palm trees. Warm embraces. Gifts stacked three rows deep under the Christmas tree. Pleneras playing in the background. Alcapurrias. Pasteles. Lechón a la varita. Trash cans full of ice cold beers. The children play with generic brand toys. The men play domino and swap old war stories. The women toil in the kitchen […]

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Adulting Mrs Enginerd

Big Heart, Big Guilt

More. There’s always something more that could’ve been done. A larger donation. A bigger effort. A grander gesture. A better plan or result… It’s hard to not feel guilty when your imagination can think of a 1000 different ways to raise more funds. To engage more people. To advocate for the cause. To heighten an […]

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Adulting Mrs Enginerd

When Seven Became Ten

We often forget that our memories are proof of how the world has evolved. That we are all walking historians carrying a piece of the collective human experience. Perhaps walking into a new decade of my life made me wax philosophical, but there’s no denying that change is all around me. That some of the […]

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Adulting Mrs Enginerd Poetry Project Zach

LoveZach

Sleepy, apprehensive, he lounges stretched out in a soft curve, Sticking out of the owly cover a pointy velvety antenna twitching softly, searching for imperceptible background noise. The body steady, relaxed, While the soul hastily chases squirrels, birds and the ever ubiquitous Jolly Ball. Paws crossed, eyes wide shut, Wheezing breaths rhythmically crescendo. *A loud […]