My Catholic School Girl mentality is engrained in me. I'm polite, I am hospitable, I recognize the appropriate way to behave in social situations, there's a different way to behave in Church at work, at a restaurant, as a guest in someones home, etc. But that doesn't mean I don't have many other colors.
I become enraged when I feel someone has taken advantage of someone in my family. I don't like confrontation for myself, but I won't back away from defending someone I love.
I've done it for my parents, my cousins, for aunts, for my sister, my friends... even people (including family) that really didn't even deserve or appreciate my help in the end. I try to control this part of me but it's something innate that causes me to throw my body in front of the person I'm defending and go toe to toe with the offender. But that's the most I would allow myself to step out of line.
Before law school I always tried to keep the peace, held my tongue, and was obedient. When I came out of law school I was an a**hole.
with necessary 3 oz fluids
ready, as well as my bag of toiletries for emergency needs, just so I'm not spending money unnecessarily on the way and not wasting time packing and unpacking this stuff since I fly often. 
and Getting the Love You Want.
(check out fellow blogger Suijery's take on The Five Love Languages). 
and Q&A
(the novels he wrote which later became movies)...his home was his personal hall of fame. This is the home of Judge Edwin Torres. Among all of the memorabilia, there were photos of his four daughters, his grandchildren, and ancestors.
. I sat with a legend as he recounted the eighty years he has lived on this earth, his loves, his losses, and how he juggled life on the bench with his artistry. 
to life. 
look, but I could wear my horrid lipstick). 
