January 26,2012
Some pictures ARE worth a 1,00o words! Have a fantastic day!
-Eva Santiago copyright 2012
January 26,2012
Some pictures ARE worth a 1,00o words! Have a fantastic day!
-Eva Santiago copyright 2012
January 25, 2012
Today’s picture is of an event of something I had never been a part of before. A couple of years ago the dance studio my daughters attended arranged a mob dance and my whole family except for my husband participated in it. Thankfully he declined because we would not have any pictures of the event. Mob dances are so much FUN! This one we did in the hottest part of the summer here in the lovely Mojave desert. I appreciate the fact that we performed in front of the dancing fountains of The Bellagio Casino. We even made it on to the evening news. That was such a great experience for me because it brought me out of my shell. I can say I have done a mob dance and lived to tell about it.
-EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2012
January 15,2012

My daughter Esther has always had a fascination with horses. I would hear well meaning people tell me that it’s natural for young girls to have a love of horses. Well, she’s not so little anymore and she still adores them. I used to feel badly that I don’t have the money to get her one. As parents we wish we could give our kids everything they want. But one day I remembered what my uncle in whose home I grew up in told me when I was a kid: ” If I gave you all the things you want, you wouldn’t have anything to look forward to when you’re grown up.” So one day I told that to my girl and she looked up at me with those gorgeous long eyelashes that could sweep the moon right into my hands and she said,” It’s ok Mama, I understand. So could you draw me one instead? ” I told her I wasn’t sure I could do that and she said she knew I could since she’s seen my other art work. So I set about to do it and I pulled it off! Stay tuned because tomorrow that will be the picture I post. It’s wonderful when your own kids believe in you!

This is the house I finished growing up in. 2 summers ago I went back, not sure what I expected to find. I’m not one to take a stroll down memory lane. My husband on the other hand, is one to go back to all the old neighborhoods of his childhood every time he has taken me to his home town. I always found that a bit tedious, so when I did it, I came away with the same detached emotion. Personally, it’s better to reminisce about the past in my mind and forget about going to the actual places.Things change true enough; however there are things that remain intact and when I showed up at this house, I felt like I did back then, nothing. I meant nothing to the people I lived with in that house, and I still am nothing to them. Hence my lack of emotion for the place.
Eva Santiago copyright 2012
January 14,2012
January 13,2012

Weddings are so much fun to attend! I went to this one when I was in college; the couple in this photo are dear friends of mine who were there for me at a time when I had no one. At the end of the wedding when the bride threw the bouquet, she aimed it at me and I ducked. I sure didn’t want that experience in my life yet. I’ve been to several weddings, this was by far the most enjoyable. Cheers to T & M!!
EVA SANTIAGO copyright 2012
January 12,2012
Childhood is such a carefree time in a person’s life. When my husband and I first me we used to go to the park a lot. We’d pack a pic nic and go. It’s something we still do now that we have kids. Even though our kids are half grown, they still enjoy family outings to the park. A park is where you park it and forget about your troubles and just enjoy your life.

January 10, 2012
We had rabbits as pets when my kids were younger. I learned quite a few things about them during those years. For starters, they eat their own poop and sit in their own urine to keep cool in the hot summer months. They also are very fragile animals; my oldest daughter who was 12 at the time, found this out the hard way. Her rabbit Mascara and the one pictured here, Shadow appeared to lead boring lives in their cages. So she decided to remedy the problem by placing a rather large wood planter in their cage, for them to play in. The next day she came in from feeding them and her glum expression told me something was very wrong. She found Shadow crushed underneath the planter. Yup, completely steamrolled. And that ladies and gentlemen is how she discovered that rabbits are not as tough or bored as they appear.

‘Twas 3 days after Christmas
when all through the land,
not a kid was in sight.
No fussing, no arguing,
there was not a single fight.
Where could they all be?
I looked out my window
the streets are deserted.
I looked here, there,
I looked everywhere
and I grew disconcerted.
There they are!
Didn’t have to look far.
They all have their eyes,
glued to their Kindles-
their hands on their iPads.
They no longer wonder.
They no longer ponder.
Little ones, of all ages and sizes
too early to be wired,
6,8,10 12 year olds,
young minds now in a quagmire.
So I looked in the past,
when kids did kid things-
they played cow boys and Indians
and the sunsets seemed to last.
They played hide and go seek
some even thought they had wings.
Some jumped rope and hopscotched 
and they made up their own nursery rhymes.
They had imagination,
because it was encouraged.
They had less information
thus, they weren’t so discouraged.
This is a plea for the parents
of this current generation
now being nurtured,
on their iPhones, iPads,
Kindles, Androids, and iPods:
Our kids need US!
Our kids don’t need anymore APPS.
There isn’t an APP to replace
a hug, a kiss and a smile.
There isn’t an APP to replace,
time well spent with your child.
-EVA SANTIAGO Copyright 2011

Whew! I am finished with this 30 day challenge; this was a nice little journey I took and I hope you’ve enjoyed reading my posts. I had to look hard through my copy of THE MOM AND DAD CONVERSATION PIECE
by Bret Nicholaus and Paul Lowrie, in order to find my last question. So without much further ado, I bid you adieu on this challenge!
Day 30 Question 30:When you were a very young child, what did you want to be when you grew up? When you were in high school, what did you think you would be doing for a living someday?
Answer: From the time I learned about words, I gravitated towards writing when I first began school. I also loved to draw so I was never without paper and pencil. My favorite subject in school was always the language arts; I quickly fell in love with reading and I read everything I put my hands on. Back then my favorite TV show was THE LITTLE HOUSE ON THE PRAIRIE.
So I wrote a story based on the characters, and I set them in present time. All through middle school and high school I wrote all the time. In the 10th grade, a friend of mine had a big crush on this guy and she loved my poetry. She had me write her crush several poems which she gave to him. Writing was my friend because I was a pretty lonely kid and I trusted my journal to keep all of my secrets. I could envision myself being a writer when I was very young.
In high school I discovered the seamstress in me. When I was younger and my Abuelita lived with us, I would never tire of watching her sew. When I found out I could take Fashion Design
, I was in! I loved making a new outfit and getting compliments on it at school. One time I made a dress for my aunt which she actually wore often; I realized that was her way of showing me she approved my work. I also made a couple of outfits and I was able to model them myself in the yearly Fashion Show. That fueled my desire to stick to fashion and pretty soon, I pictured my self owning my own designer boutique.
I went to college to learn fashion design. Once in the program though, I saw it was more of a challenge than I had previously imagined. Some of that passion I’d felt for fashion before began to wane. Then in my last year of college I enrolled in a fashion journalism
course and I fell in love with writing all over again. I knew then for sure, that writing and I would never part ways again.
When I self published my first book,
a couple of years ago, I knew I would always pursue this dream of mine to the end of my days. This year I submitted my 2nd manuscript to a major publisher and it was accepted right away. Mind you, I had plans to self publish again, but thanks to my 2nd daughter who kept telling me to submit it, I’m so glad I did! You see, I was terrified of the possibility of receiving a letter of rejection and my daughter would say,” So? If you do, keep trying .”
I am thrilled to announce that my second book, a volume of poems, short stories and prose will be published next year! I look forward to sharing it with you! I ‘ll leave you with a quote from yours truly: ” I’m gonna keep writing ’til they have to pry my pen from my cold hand!” – Eva