Monday, December 4, 2017

The Last Cotto Fight

I have such great memories from watching Cotto's fights. This is really the end of an era for me. Here are some of the more memorable bouts (for me) from Cotto's career.

Cotto vs. Judah (June 9, 2007) I had just moved to New York City - barely been there a week - and my first order of business was to make a trip to Madison Square Garden. It's called boxing's Mecca for a reason. It was the night before the Puerto Rican day parade and as I looked around the stadium, I noticed the place was packed to the rafters with Puerto Rican Cotto fans. When they played the Puerto Rican national anthem (state song? U.S. territory ditty?), the whole pace sang along, including little children (Puerto Rican pride is no joke). I quickly realized that if Cotto didn't win, there would be a riot. I scanned my area for the nearest exit and worried about how fast I'd be able to move in a dress and heels. Luckily, Cotto won by TKO in the 11th round.

Sunday, November 26, 2017

Motherhood Surprises

Things that surprised me/I wasn't expecting when I became a mother.

-I was a great babysitter and enjoyed playing with kids, but the thought of having my own seemed was not enticing. When I started to want a family, I figured I'd be the type of mom to go back to work two weeks after giving birth. I would drop off my baby at daycare, slowing down just enough for a caregiver to grab the car seat while I yelled, "Tuck and roll, baby!" and then speeding away. Fifteen months later and I'm still at home. I've never been away from my baby for longer than five hours. The thought of putting her in daycare makes me physically ill. I miss the intellectual stimulation of full-time work and being around adults, but not as much as I need to hear the sound of my baby's voice all day and be able to hug and kiss her whenever I want. She's my whole world and I adore her in ways I couldn't even imagine before I became a mother.

Thursday, November 2, 2017

October 2017 Reading/Watching/Listening


My Mother Was Nuts by Penny Marshall - This has been on my list for a long time. It was so good. Seriously, five out of five stars. Her life was fascinating and I loved how she handled everything. I just want to be a cross between Penny Marshall and Dolly Parton. I didn't realize she had directed so many movies I love. I have seen and re-watched all of them except for one. However, there was a section of this book that gave me that yucky feeling in my stomach. I don't expect funny people to have funny life stories - quite the opposite - and her story isn't really sad, but there was something about it. First, her child was sort of taken from her and sort of abandoned by her when she was only a few years old. As a mom of a toddler, that was horrifying. I don't judge her.