tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-42967580712254275022010-12-09T17:37:15.637-08:00Ana Hernandezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12257018891995995159noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296758071225427502.post-82619860711096616142010-12-09T17:30:00.000-08:002010-12-09T17:37:15.655-08:002010-12-09T17:37:15.655-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3watO2Vhjk/TQGBlpJuN9I/AAAAAAAAADo/uis1-B1PVXU/s1600/Zara%2Bleather%2Bpants.jpg"><span style="font-size:85%;"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548858699598936018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 308px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3watO2Vhjk/TQGBlpJuN9I/AAAAAAAAADo/uis1-B1PVXU/s400/Zara%2Bleather%2Bpants.jpg" border="0" /></span></a><span style="font-size:85%;"> Yesturday I tried on a pair of stupidly awesome<em> pleather pants</em>. For about twenty seconds they were totally coming home with me, and then common sense won out. Common sense is so boring sometimes. Honestly I think those <em>pleather pants</em> are haunting me. Annnnnnnnnnnaaaaa they call. I can hear them all the way from here! But seriously, where do you even wear <em>pleather pants</em> to these days? Except to everywhere? I'm going back to <strong><em>Zara</em></strong>, and if those <em>pleather pants</em> are still there I am buying those </span><em><span style="font-size:85%;">mother truckers!<br /></span></em><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296758071225427502-8261986071109661614?l=sweetbabesantiago.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ana Hernandezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12257018891995995159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296758071225427502.post-90814582064432869712010-12-08T10:46:00.000-08:002010-12-08T11:12:15.907-08:002010-12-08T11:12:15.907-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3watO2Vhjk/TP_S3qLtPjI/AAAAAAAAADY/R3_dK6Dt8QU/s1600/Vicente%2BFernandez%2B%2526%2BLindo%2BGala%2Bdinner%2B025%2B%25282%2529.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548385119601770034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3watO2Vhjk/TP_S3qLtPjI/AAAAAAAAADY/R3_dK6Dt8QU/s400/Vicente%2BFernandez%2B%2526%2BLindo%2BGala%2Bdinner%2B025%2B%25282%2529.jpg" border="0" /></a> is my rock.</div><br /><div align="justify">he holds me when I cry.</div><div align="justify">laughs when I make cheesy jokes.</div><div align="justify">he is the most selfless man I know.</div><div align="justify">loves me deeply.</div><div align="justify">adores our son.</div><div align="justify">and works incredibly hard to support us so I can stay home with our son. </div><div align="justify"><em><span style="font-size:180%;">today is his 29th birthday! Happy birthday my sweetest love!</span></em></div><div align="justify"><em><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></em> </div><div align="justify"> </div><div align="justify"><span style="font-size:180%;"></span></div><div align="justify"></div><div align="justify"> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296758071225427502-9081458206443286971?l=sweetbabesantiago.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ana Hernandezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12257018891995995159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296758071225427502.post-40369353687858085842010-12-06T17:53:00.001-08:002010-12-06T18:09:35.023-08:002010-12-06T18:09:35.023-08:00<div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3watO2Vhjk/TP2UXK8eMtI/AAAAAAAAADQ/B5Bx1kyL-0w/s1600/059%2B%25282%2529.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547753441786213074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3watO2Vhjk/TP2UXK8eMtI/AAAAAAAAADQ/B5Bx1kyL-0w/s400/059%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" /></a>I love <em>Santiago's</em> feet! he has such long feet with long toes — he's my little monkey. I'm always kissing his feet. </div><br /><div><br /></div><br /><div><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3watO2Vhjk/TP2UWrAYnUI/AAAAAAAAADI/3Hr7tOrxXJU/s1600/058%2B%25282%2529.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547753433212689730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3watO2Vhjk/TP2UWrAYnUI/AAAAAAAAADI/3Hr7tOrxXJU/s400/058%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><div align="center"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3watO2Vhjk/TP2UWdnF6WI/AAAAAAAAADA/mKyYIYSP5Cs/s1600/056%2B%25282%2529.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547753429616945506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3watO2Vhjk/TP2UWdnF6WI/AAAAAAAAADA/mKyYIYSP5Cs/s400/056%2B%25282%2529.JPG" border="0" /></a><strong> </strong>see why I love them?!</div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296758071225427502-4036935368785808584?l=sweetbabesantiago.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ana Hernandezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12257018891995995159noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4296758071225427502.post-13330869835356797412010-12-03T22:07:00.001-08:002010-12-03T23:26:45.573-08:002010-12-03T23:26:45.573-08:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3watO2Vhjk/TPns8ThfVGI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lEADDa8kSsI/s1600/MORELIA%2B026.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3watO2Vhjk/TPns8ThfVGI/AAAAAAAAAB4/lEADDa8kSsI/s400/MORELIA%2B026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546724936860521570" /></a><br />(picture taken May 2008 Morelia Michocan, Mexico)<br /><br />contact me: lacy0305@yahoo.com<br /><br />This lil' blog started because my sweet babe Santiago was sleeping and I was bored. Ok, really, I wanted to have a place to keeping a record of my day to day experiences, thoughts, inspirations, and share pictures of my darling munchkin. I reserve the right to post as I please. Happy reading.<br /><br />- momma to my sweet babe Santiago.<br />- married to my best friend.<br />- sucker for colorful shoes.<br />- cries easily but laughs even easier.<br />- enjoys reading in the tub.<br />- deprived of sleep.<br />- ignores the fact that brownies aren't good for you.<br />- seeks to help others.<br />- listens to Mindy Gledhill.<br />- loves God, a clean home and chocolate.<br /><br /><br />Thanks for stopping by... Feel free to leave a comment and say hello!!! <strong></strong><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4296758071225427502-1333086983535679741?l=sweetbabesantiago.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Ana Hernandezhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12257018891995995159noreply@blogger.com0