We went to Nashville on Saturday after much mini-golf, good chicken and rice and Hoodwinked on Friday. I will I could tell you how Hoodwinked was, but I fell asleep 15 minutes into it. My body is not made to stay awake past 10:30PM anymore, especially after much mini-go and good chicken and rice.
The trip to Nashville was not only good, but important as we went to see a cousin of ours (like 5th cousin or something, to put it in perspective he went to school with Fidel Castro, that's how old he is) who is battling lung cancer. Like every other Hispanic family, my mom and grandma have predicted his death day many a time now and it is not uncommon for me to get a panicked call to see if I know something because my grandma heard he was skinny or simply hasn't heard from me. I guess the fact that I live in the States makes me immediately knowledgeable of people who live in the States too. I am not sure what the logic is here, but it reminds me of the days when they would call Cuba and speak really loudly because they were calling long distance :)
My mom will be staying one more week, and this rocks!