Saturday, December 22, 2012: Good morning Beautiful! What do you know, the end of the world did not come yesterday after all, but damn its cold this morning! I can actually see my breath. Granted its almost 50 degrees here, far warmer than most of the country. I am at the beach taking in the big waves that are crashing ashore. I am also hoping the salty air cleans out my sinuses. My sinuses hit me hard yesterday. It’s been slowly progressing all week.
We are going to be a little late today. Adriana Coronel Tenorio (AKA Adriana Howitt Coronel, Ari Coronel, Ari Coronel Tenorio, Ari Howitt, Ari Howitt Coronel) took you to Mexicali yesterday. Allegedly she was working. I got a couple text messages from her at 3:00 this morning stating that she would drive back this morning and be home around 11:00, in Adriana time that means around 12:30. I am a little frustrated, but not surprised. Adriana could have called and asked me to come down to spend the night with you, but didn’t. This after I sent her money to help her out of yet another jam. Not knowing if that is where the money went or if I financed that little trip to Mexicali. I will know soon enough if I show up and the water is not on.
So, I’m not sure you all were really in Mexicali. When I arrived at 11:00 on Saturday, everyone was in their pajamas. In fact you and Axel Alvarez Coronel (AKA Axel Coronel) were fast asleep. The story Adriana was telling me was that she took you all to Mexicali because she had to work.
Despite the text messages she sent me at 3:00 in the morning and the two voicemails she left around 8:00 in the morning, she was allegedly going to take you and Axel out to breakfast at her favorite restaurant in Mexicali before driving home. Oh yeah, I almost forgot, her excuse for not driving home the night before, there was ice on the roads and she did not trust her car. Ok. If she actually telling the truth, I applaud her for not trying to drive home in those conditions.
Not to be Columbo here. I am just trying to find something to actually trust Adriana with. If she took you to this restaurant at 8:30 and you are there an hour, it’s a three hour drive from Mexicali back to Tijuana. How in the world did she make it back before I got there at 11? Am I being stupid, paranoid or both? As usual, something does not add up with Adriana. I can tell because she has an answer for everything, even answers to questions that were not even asked yet. Adriana must have sensed I was doing the math in my head because before I could mention it, she looked me in the eye and told me “she decided to skip the restaurant and drive straight home”. Really? She ignored two hungry kids first thing in the morning to drive straight through for 3-hours? Really? I am not trying to be an asshole here. She has conditioned people to investigate everything she tells us. I would love to believe her. I really would. She has no idea how this perception of her would go away if she stopped all this nonsense and started to do the right things with you.
Suffice it to say, it was great to see you even if it was a sunny and brisk day Saturday. We spent it at Mundo Diverdito. I live to see you happy and smiling like a kid. I missed so much Sam, and these little moments I cherish greatly. Eventually we have to graduate you to the bigger kid rides though. I am going bankrupt bribing the ride operators to let you on the little kids rides <chuckle>.
The evening was spent chillin’ and watching movies. You were curled up next to me anxious for Santa to come. You were so adorable Sam. You had set out, not one but two, gingerbread houses you made for Santa. You wrote a “thank you” letter for Santa and left it with the glass of milk and plate of gingerbread cookies. What was so amazing was that you wanted this to be perfect. It did not need to be perfect but that is your nature. I love that about you Sam. I’m sure Santa will appreciate it too.
This is our Christmas weekend Sam. I have always cherished every moment with you Sam. We will make the most of this situation until it’s made right. I LOVE YOU SAM!
