Fannytasticlife,  never say die!

Yes, I loved the Goonies “Chunnnk” I can literally watch this movie over and over. As a mom of the #Chicoboyz Gee Whiz, I have my own Goonies.  Something about the teen movies of the 1980’s made the era amazing.  Yes, there have been incredible movies before 1980 and after 1980 but for me the teen movies spoke to my childhood.

I recently was reviewing IMDb (Internet Movie Database) and their top 100 teen 80’s movies, going over the top picks for this decade.  Now that the summer is coming to a close I felt it was the perfect time to go over this list but with a Fannytasticlife twist.  I am going to go over my top 25 pick out of their 100.

“This is no longer a vacation. It’s a quest. It’s a quest for fun.” –Clark Griswold from National Lampoon’s Vacation (1983) played by Chevy Chase

Before we get started I just wanted to mention a recent movie that I came across Cobra Kai, on Netflix that originally was on YouTube and got purchased by Netflix.  At first glance I was not for it, because I thought it was another redo.  However, I gave in and I saw it and I… loved it! Brought me right back to Karate Kid when I was a kid and how I remember it. I adored Mr Miyagi, adorbs, right this redo made me nostalgic.

Karate Kid, is IMDb forty-eighth pick, but my number 11.  What I loved about Cobra Kai, is that they gave a different perspective on the bad guy character Johnny, played by William Zabka.  It still gives us the corny vibe and loving romantic and funny antics but a kick a$$ performance that as a Karate Kid fan, you will love you reminisce about from the original story. Of course Ralph Macchio is back as Daniel and a bunch of new faces and surprising old faces.  A loving tribute to Pat Morita (Mr. Miyagi). 

Top 25

Jumping right into my Fannytasticlife countdown, we start at 25:

Revenge of the Nerds, is my number 25 pick. This was a classic revenge movie and as a kid I enjoyed that it was filled with gross, stinky, smelly and hilarious antics although now I need to be in the mood;

Flashdance, is my number 24 pick.  I loved this movie but I preferred the movie Footloose to it.  I was inspired by the triumph of the lead who was sexy and confident with a strong attitude that made the 80’s movies great;

Back to The Future, is my number 23 pick. I have seen this movie more time than I want to admit. This Michael J. Fox movie is a cult classic, for sure.  And, now there is a cartoon loosely based on this movie that has me cringing and laughing called, Rick and Morty, on Adult Swim, which is pretty cool;

Fast Times at Ridgemont High, is my number 22 pick.  This particular movie got me where I had to cover my eyes many times until I was finally “old enough” to watch.  This movie touched on real issues but as a kid it went right over my head.  As an adult I re watched this movie and enjoyed the silliness of the eighties;

Can’t Buy Me Love, is my number 21 pick.  This movie was remade and the remake was also good.  The valuable lesson we learned here, repeats itself in other movie themes and that is to be yourself.  As encouraging as this movie was the truth is had the main character not changed he would have never and a chance with the girl;

Heather’s, is my number 20 pick.  Wow, very sinister that you just got to love.  the sly Christian Slater and quirky Wynonna Rider and the out of touch parents made this movie a satire of teen events that did speak a think line of truth in adolescents with, guns, suicides and violence.

The Lost Boys, is my number 19 pick.  Oh boy, I did not want to add horror but hey why not.  There are other movies that I did not add but wish I could that were just as frightening.  This movie was about two kids who move to a new area and find out there is something fish with the local “cool” kids.  As a young person all eighties horror movies were absolutely frightening.  However, my husband taught me a lesson and made me re watch scary movies from when I was younger and saw that maybe they were more corny than scary;

Beetlejuice, is my number 18 pick. Beetlejuice, B… dont say it three times.  I adore Michael Keaton in so many movies that he was in and one of my favorites was Johnny Dangerously, however I cant mention that officially on this list, as this is teen movies.  But if you want zany, dark, Tim Burton flare than this is the perfect one for you.  It was so ahead of its time when it was released.  I watch this movie every year, right after apple picking season to kick off October and Halloween season;

Teen Wolf, is my number 17 pick. This movie is so outrageous you got to laugh.  Michael J. Fox is awesome in this as he a huge basketball athlete and jock.  With the silly eighties actors and antics that have him going through all the crazy adolescent puberty stages but as wolf, certainly earning an LOL;

The Gremlins, is my number 16 pick. I remember my sweet neighbor who I always adored, Daisy invited us to her apartment to watch this movie.  I was so scared I ran out of the apartment, I might have been five years old.  But later on watching this movie it wasn’t scary and now offers so many signs of the times that enjoy; awww getting nostalgic;

Mannequin, is my number 15 pick. I put this on the list for my sister, this was hands down her favorite movie and I was forced to watch it and I must say I enjoyed it. Loved Sex in the City’s, Kim Cattrall and of course “Blane” from the Pretty in Pink’s, Andy McCarthy. This movie was super fun and hilarious. Later when I had a job as a merchandiser, I searched all over Block Buster to finds this movie, so that I can speak to it. For example when we worked overnight shifts to quote Mr. Richards, “You people that work at night scare me. Just watch him.” and when the stock crew helped on merchandising projects I would quote Hollywood Montrose, played by Meshach Taylor and say, “Imagine pretending you’re a regular stock boy when you’re an A-number one arteest!” funny right;

Ferris Bueller’s Days Off, is my number 14 pick. Love this movie, the car, ” The 1961 Ferrari 250 GT California. Less than a hundred were made…” the characters, Ferris, Sloane and Cameron and the day of hooky in Chicago. And the ride the parking attendants go on, and then the run home, just in time. Love it;

Stand By Me, is my number 13 pick. Can I squeeze out another tear, I love this movie with such heart. River Phoenix (awwww), and ofcourse my doll face Corey Feldman who I love and who could forget Jerry O’Connell and Will Wheaton and a bunch of famous faces we now know and love today;

Weird Science, is my number 12 pick. I mean I wish I was that smart. This movie had me taking my mothers eyeshadow, music keyboard and vinegar trying to create a science project. That did not pan out but what did was the entertainment in this movie. Just Silly fun

The Karate Kid, is my number 11 pick, as I mentioned. I loved watching this movie as a young person and believing that I could create my own destiny and be the person I needed to be. Daniel in the story is bullied by teens in his grade, which stems from a girl he is attracted to. He end up overcoming the bullies, the story is an inspirational one;

The Breakfast Club, is my number 10 pick. Molly Ringwald, Emilio Estevez, Ally Sheedy, Judd Nelson, and Anthony Michael Hall. My crush was of course Judd and all his under layering issues. This was mayhem that you may have thought about while trapped in the walls of school and a great laugh;

Bill & Ted’s Excellent Adventure, is my number 9 pick. Excellent! First of all Keanu Reeves, who can do know wrong (… loved him in John Wick) But everything he touched turned to gold. Alex Winter is rejoining his ol’ pal and they are coming out with an all new Bill & Ted, Face the Music that is available now. I am going to watch this movie this weekend. I will update the blog with the review here **** Honestly, my expectations are high and cant wait;

Adventures in Babysitting, is my number 8 pick. This starred the Karate Kids and Back to the Future lovely Elisabeth Shue and eighties queens of cinema. This movie was fun, truly outrageous, I mean “ could a righteous babe like you be lonely?” you wont because you will be filled with laughter watching this movie;

Lean On Me, is my number 7 pick. Morgan Freeman played the Principal in this movie based on a school in Paterson, NJ that reminded me of the Junior High School I attended in the Lower East Side of New York. This movie resonated with my childhood and as my friends and peers in our neighborhood was struggling with similar issues. Morgan has always been an incredible actor and human this movie was stellar excellence I mean I literally saw him walk on water, yes it was a movie but, and, he did it;

The Neverending Story is my number 6 pick. Waaaah Artax… so sad, but he survived right. Well, this movie was so touching when the nothing faced their world and young Bastian needs to name the princess… but what does he say…? come again, I had to re watch over and over for years until I read an article that stated he screamed “Moon Child” after his mother on Google. In the 80’s, I walked around pretending to know;

Below represent the eighties prerequisites into the decade, from my perspective.

Pretty in Pink, is my number 5 pick. Yes, we all love and secretly love this movie. Favorite scene is when Otis Redding, try a little tenderness plays on the record and then Ducky starts dancing in the record store, before Blane comes and sweeps … need to cut myself off, I was watching the James Corden show and he had Jon Cryer on, they redid this scene wowowo classic!!!! Just Classic;

Footloose, is my number 4 pick. Six degrees of Kevin Bacon who is strikingly handsome he comes from Chicago to a small town with so many rules even against dancing but you can’t stop those swanky feet. Love this movie and soundtrack;

Dirty Dancing, is my number 3 pick. Patrick Swayze, “Nobody puts Baby in the corner” after seeing that scene until recently I always sit in the corner waiting to be yelled out to dance, hand to god. All jokes aside this movie is romantic, tough, gritty, fun, sexy and absolutely amazing!!! “How do you call your lover boy…’;

Teen Witch, is my number 2 pick. “Supersonic, idiotic, disconnected, not respected, Who would ever really wanna go and top that? Such a waste, a pretty face, But hanging in your nowhere space…” yes, ultimate movie that is so hard to find but I love, love, love and can watch so many time. The lead played by Robyn Lively, who is Louise Miller is a geeky, mousey character that dreams to one day be popular. She finds a sweet Babushka who helps make her dreams come true. She quickly realizes that she was perfect from the start and she wants her life back to normal. The lesson in this movie is to love yourself!!!! True that! Fun fact Robyn is also sister with the actress Blake Lively, whoop whoop; and,

Now it is that moment I announce the Number 1, pick…are you ready?

The Goonies, is my number 1 pick. Like a-duh, for sure. First, when Chunk is captured and says, “But the worst thing I ever done – I mixed a pot of fake puke at home and then I went to this movie theater, hid the puke in my jacket, climbed up to the balcony and then, t-t-then, I made a noise like this: hua-hua-hua-huaaaaaaa – and then I dumped it over the side, all over the people in the audience. And then, this was horrible, all the people started getting sick and throwing up all over each other. I never felt so bad in my entire life.:” I mean this was from just one scene, wow. I loved this movie. I use this movie as parenting reference on how my kids needs to live and enjoy life. I will say for example when Stef said, “Bran, God put that rock their for a reason…and I don’t think you should move it” I will say um God… yadda yadda for a reason and I dont think yadda yadda… lol. This movie reminded me of my childhood although I was in the city the summers were in the country of North Carolina. Please if you have never seen this movie, my apologies for your missed childhood but please I urge you to watch it you can get pop culture references and be officially and 80’s teen movie fan!

Now, there are about 75 movies left on the IMDb top 100 list but these are my picks with a twist. I have enjoyed these movies and bringing this for your viewing pleasure. I would recommend watching them all if you are up to the challenge. That is if you haven’t seen them… side glare. When I watch them I can almost say them verbatim, which annoys all my friends and family but of course that is the way of my Fannytasticlife!

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Idioms I adore!

Sometimes I just like to chew the fat, regardless of what we discuss it’s cool, I mean chillando like be cool like a cucumber.   Also, hold your horses we just got started so get your head out of the clouds before I kick the bucket and let’s discuss Idioms I adore, its a piece of cake!

Where did idioms come from, how did they all get started from what I wouldn’t I even know.  All I know, is that I use them and over abuse them all the time.  My name is an idiom, believe it or not.  I wasn’t always living this Fannytasticlife, I know hard to believe. 

I need to give credit where it is due so, back at the end of the 90’s I was working for a super famous clothing retailer.  Without giving it away we were the movement in denim.  Well at the time my manager Philip was a doll and he always made me feel like gold.  He called me Fannytastic.  He would often say this to me in front of everyone.  On one occasion my mother came and he was very kind to her and told her how much he though of me as an employee; she adored him.  While working for that company I would go to different stores and eventually left that store to work at the World Trade Center.  While I was there over the next couple of years my mother passed away and we lived and survived the September 11, attack. When I came back to that location I was grateful to see Philip, not only did he greet me he said let’s find that Fannytastic life that brought us all cheer.  After that day I owned it.  Now, I live this Fannytasticlife of mine with no idioms to spare.

I enjoy using idioms more then normal polite chatter I prefer it as my means of verbal travel as it is the paprika to my salt and pepper.  I store them in an airtight repertoire ready to pounce on the unsuspecting visitor to the town of my accent de jour on the corner of lingering sarcasm and witt.

My second favorite, I learned from my amazing friend Paul. My dear friend and I would go for coffee and I would often tell the coffee barista the name for pickup was “big daddy” so when we would get our drinks during the lunch break rush, they would call out “Big Daddy” and he would brave through the crowd to the bar to get the drinks.  He would say I need to go through this rigmarole to get the coffee (Teehee). However, he often said this word, rigmarole as he would say, “I need to run copies and rigmarole for a meeting I just cant be gallivanting like you all around!”.  I adored it when he used it that way and I use it all the time.

My famous one is to, chew on the fat, which means to chisme, gossip or tell a long story.  I love this one but not every knows about it. If you know me, all I need is a nice hot coffee and a game of scrabble and we can chew on that fat, for sure!  My mother did and often used idioms that is why I say the majority of the things I say.

This next idioms is very special because whenever I would have touching moments with my very good and dear friend and we would cry he would turn to me and say, “Pee more cry less.” So adorbs, right? I just love this one, and the story goes that his grandmother would tell him this. I looked this up and it was a Russian idiom, charming!

Sometimes I can see my idioms flowing and watch with such artistry from my vocals and the expression on peoples faces having no idea what they encountered.  I apply the rule of law, which is: Ignorantia juris non excusat.  This actually means that ignorance of the law does not omit fault and as for my idioms, ignorance of them does not mean they don’t exist. Especially when I tell people that they are full of idioms, that never goes over well.

When I as a kid I had an issue with reading and comprehension. My father would often work three different jobs and my mother was very ill so I was often left to my own devices for reading help. My mom needed support to help raise my sister and I. My grandparents stepped in.

When I was a baby,my grandparents took custody over me from the ages of six months old until I was about eighteen. They would pick me up on Fridays and bring me home on Sundays. In the summer They would have me from June to August, and, while I was with them I did not have a computer or television really to watch. They had this big park across from their home and they would let me play if I read.

They would guide me through reading and brought me the Encyclopedia Britannica. I remember reading all about Aardvarks and completed the volumes with Zoologist. I would also need to complete a current event essay from the Wall Street Journal when I would visit to stay focused. I secretly loved writing, especially in my journal. In the back of one of the papers there was a funny section but it was idioms, an illustration showing the joke and what it meant. This is how I fell in love with the idea of idioms, blogging and writing altogether.

This natural love of reading my own children adapted and this makes me so proud! Our trips to the library and book stores are my favorite times. They often will ask to be read to or for us to do reading night, where each person will take a turn reading a part of the story. They can easily turn to their video games, movies but they love this. This helps them think creatively and outside the box, which is in the core of our family development; all jokes aside, Bobs your uncle!

Many people along my journey would leave their impact on me and I adapted their idioms like a feather in my cap.  The idioms fit into my life naturally like getting my ducks in a row. This was very important to me because of the control it gave me with expanding my natural vernacular. Elevate the conversation, what do you adore? I would love to know as I continue on this journey of my Fannytasticlife!

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Accents de jour

Where are you from? Are you Italian? No. Are you Puerto Rican? No. Oh so you are Mexican? Nope. Oh, So you are Columbian? Nope. So, where are your from? What are you?

My heart goes out to all the folks out there trying to figure out the quantum physics of my origin. Really, I am very serious about this because my own culture has plagued me.

Self discovery has always been in the back of my mind. What confuses people is the way I look and my accent. I mean Fuhgeddaboudit, what accent, right…right?

I grew up in the Lower East Side (LES) of New York City. I refer to it lovingly as the “Lowa.” Some may call it Alphabet City. My prime space to dwell was on the corner of 11th Street and Avenue A. My confusion erupted from the culture, let me explain.

When I was in the 4th Grade, we had culture day. All the little boys and girls were assigned to draw the flag of their own specific culture. So of course I grabbed the red, white and blue and started drawing the most gorgeous Puerto Rican flag. My teacher came over and said, “Fanny you are not Puerto Rican” we argued and she than said, “Your mother is Jewish!”

I went home with my flag and went to my mother, who had already been called by the teacher. She said, “Fanny we are Russian, Polish and Bolivian” but I knew this. I was more confused. Because I explained we have a Puerto Rican flag in the kitchen, living room, fire escape, bedroom… we eat arroz gandules, pasteles, pernil…? We went to the Puerto Rican parade every beginning of summer. When my mom would clean she would have old school salsa and occasionally whip out the chancleta when I misbehaved, which was rare cause I was a saint. What was going on here?

My mother explained that we go to Temple on Saturday and Church on Sunday. My mother explained that as we know she is Jewish and my father is Catholic. He is from Bolivia, South America and identifies himself as Aymara of the Andean culture of the Andes mountains. She discussed how she was slightly unsure of exactly where but her parents came from Poland, which was controlled by Russia. My father also explained that he was part Wales and German with Jewish descent from his fathers side. After I digested this, which I was aware of why do we represent Puerto Rico?

My mother explained when she met my father he did not know english and she did not know spanish. There were no other Bolivians in the area. When they moved to our neighborhood there were only Puerto Ricans who were her friends. So, in order to understand the latin culture she immersed herself and so did my dad as they both felt it was a median between them and then assimilated to the culture.

The other issue was that my mother was very sick, so she did not have custody of me during the weekend. So, every Friday, Saturday and Sunday I lived with my grandparents in Brooklyn. Here I learned only about Jewish home cooking and Italian neighbors home cooking. Also, every summer I would go to North Carolina with my grandparents, where I was submersed in down south culture. So, I would go from Yo’ to Yall’ in a New York minute. I would toss all the food from up North out for Hush Puppies and Sweet Tea.

Proudly if someone asked I would often say to help them feel better, is that, I am 100% fake Boricua as my friends would loving tell me.

I identified as a Jewish Latin woman my whole life. However, many people would say to me that I sounded like these two woman, who I have always adored Fran Drescher and Rosie Perez; I can see that. In some instances when I moved to New Jersey I would get, what country are your from? Um, last time I checked…America.

This would often make me laugh explaining that I was from America of the US of A because I was literally born in Bellevue hospital one floor from the psychiatric ward. Although I come from a melting pot where if you dare questioned someones authenticity it was a punch to the mouth. Outside of the mean streets of New York City fashion, elsewhere in the United States, I had to learn that people dont travel everywhere to uproot and the folks from these towns always lived there. What I mean is that their mom lived there, their grandaddy live there, their great grand daddy and so on. So anything slightly different was not from the America they new, their norm.

Instead of being offended I had to get passed that and learn the new normal, which was easier top understand their point of view. I did and since I had always been quite a chameleon; although I have thick accent, thicker than my mustache this wasn’t difficult for me again, and, I had to put my feelings away.

Recently, I was able to do DNA search and family tree on one of the popular heritage sites. At first I was sceptic, like, really? I always wanted to see if I had other family maybe have insight on my brother who passed away or the cousin my mother always spoke about that was kind of a secret.

At first, I built my tree and made so many branches that I loved this process. I gave in an sent in my DNA and what I found out, I felt gave me closer. Closer, because the majority of my family was deceased. I was able to get answers that made me truly sob over.

My results came back that I was not Puerto Rican, which made me honestly laugh and felt sad about it. However, what my parents had mentioned in the past I was able to get so much insight. I am officially 60% European Jewish (50 from my mom and 10 from my dad); Indigenous America – Andes (Bolivian Aymara and Andes mountains); 11% Spain (this would be when spain came to Bolivia before they sought out independence); 3% Portugal; and 2% England, Wales & Northwestern Europe, which matched my fathers stories.

At first, I felt empowered with this knowledge. As you can probably imagine I was always told I was not 100% anything. I was also told I was not Jewish enough or Spanish enough, yadda yadda so this often plagued me. I remember, one of my previous directors, mentioned to me that I was not Jewish because she did not see me in her temple this honestly made me sad for her and her lack of education. I also did not even know where she went to temple. I do have a temple and church I go to, by the way… you know… just saying.

Anywho, I can now yell from the top of a mountains, truly what my DNA was. I also found the missing first cousin who my mother told me about and his dynamic but we will need to revisit that at a later time maybe a part two.

So now my accent, I really dont know what to say when I am speaking but I know I truly own it. Remarkably, it is what draws the crowds in on this Fannytasticlife!

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Highest Percentile, one day at a time.

From my first sons doctors appointment, to my third childs recent physical going to the doctor has always been very interesting. This is because the doctor would always say that they are big; and, much bigger than other children.

One time the doctor said what are you feeding him, chicken!” I replied no one breast milk, serious he was less than three months old.

When they were very little I got so annoyed I had changed doctors.

They were taller, their feet were bigger and they were heavier than other little boys their age but they are my little baby boys.

My new doctor, at that time for them was amazing he listened to my concerns and let me know this was because of hereditary and where our family was from.  We have this expectation of norms but people from all over the world are different. 

We moved and unfortunately I had to find a new doctor.  We found a new practice in my new town. My youngest son needed a physical recently, I warned him that the doctor is going to bring up his weight.  I actually had to have a conversation with a four year going over his feelings, reactions and what to expect from the doctor.  We went and as I predicted the doctor mentioned it. My son told him that he understood and let him no that he loved himself.  I had to laugh at that.

My sons are active and eat healthy I don’t foresee them ever reasonably being the same size as “their normal” as they would need to physically shrink.

The interesting part is when we came home my sons were very mature about this situation and assured me that the doctor was just doing his job.  Proud mom moment.

My other son said atleast he got an A because the record showed he was the highest percentile.  He also added that I should be proud that he passed both test hearing and vision.  I was, very proud!

Always proud of my #Chicoboyz

They inspire me to stay healthy in this Fannytasticlife.

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Sacrifices on My Journey of Edification

We all travel through the education journey, since we were very young children. We are raised that education is important and of course essential and as a kid you dont have a choice.

I often wonder, what would have happened had I completed everything that I needed immediately, right after highschool and so on. However, I didn’t really have that choice and oftentimes I need to remind myself this.

The other point is that everyone has a different journey and timeline.

When I was a younger amazing Fanny, I applied for a specialized art school for high school. I had past the art entrance test, interview and received a waiting list letter. I was then told that they could not accept me as they were not taking any applicants from District 1. By now, most of you know that I was raised in the Lower East Side (LES) of New York also known as Alphabet City. I am proudly from 11 Street and Avenue A.

At the time, I applied we were having many issues in my district, with crime, violence and poverty but that was a norm for me as I was blind to it. I honestly thought everyone had these issues in their neighborhood.

Unfortunately, the school board didn’t and decided because of what was going on in District 1, it would be safer to exclude the children from that community. My mom was devastated and we did not plan a back up plan. So I had to attend my local high school, which was the toughest school school in New York City at the time. I knew a lot of people that were beat up, shanked, raped and attacked there. I also had friends that graduated and we called them survivors. My parents were not having it, so in a pinch transferred me to another high school that unbeknownst to us was an alternative school.

It was the early 90’s and although we didn’t have much, I asked for new school clothes and a fresh book bag for high school and was excited to start that fall. When I arrived to get my classes, I realized a couple of things: At 15, I was the youngest female student there, a majority of the girls who were 18 were pregnant and the boys had mustaches, tattoos and were in their twenties. I couldn’t understand what happened. My mother came back with me the next day and we sat and spoke with the counselor who explained that this school was an alternative for kids who didn’t want their GED and wanted to finish High School and attain an academic diploma. The other issue was that I couldn’t transfer out until I completed one year.

So, like in every situation I am in, I made the best of it. Became friends with everyone, babysat my classmates kids after school, did the best in all my classes, tutored my crush who had just celebrated his 21 birthday and maintained an A average so I can transfer out. I also, worked on my athletic side and played basketball with the fellas from my study group, rollerbladed, became a strong arm in handball and started to chisel up my soft side. That summer I anticipated being transferred out and I was playing basketball with my friends and I heard a pop in my back. I felt like my middle was jelly, so I went home and told my mother. The pain was paralyzing to say the least. I ended up having scoliosis surgery with instrumentation and infusion of a surgical steal rod from my hip to shoulder, which consisted of my whole spine (Cervical Vertebrae, Thoracic Vertebrae and Lumbar Vertebrae). This was not the new lapriatric type of procedure but the old kind and the scar is about 1 inch wide and in the center of my entire back. I had over a thousand stitches, staples, and ended up losing sensation on my left side of my body. I had lost blood and almost didn’t survive the operation. During this time my mom moved us to Woodhaven, Queens, NY. When I had come home, I need physical therapy often and I was told that I probably won’t be able to walk.

My mother made an appointment with the social security office and we had multiple visits for aide. She then explained that I would need disability care for the rest of my life. I was determined to not give up and I asked her to transfer me to the local High School, and that I want to live and not be unable to live my life. With my grandparents help they enrolled me into Franklin K Lane High School, which was on the borderline of Brooklyn and Queens.

At first glance, I was so impressed to go here. I am from the city we dont have green fields, a campus as majestic as this. My new neighbors who were my age that attended there warned me that this school was rough. However, I am from LES and I wasn’t afraid I was focused.

Everyday I would leave my house two hours before school and walk to school. My school wasn’t far away you can get there on foot in fifteen minutes. Unfortunately, I had to wear a body brace and walk with brace support cane. It was painful and slow but my new neighbors helped me all the time as they would sometimes walk with me.

I academically fell behind because I missed so much school due to my operation. So I enrolled in night school and summer school determined to graduate ahead. I also maintained my physical strength at home doing minimal exercises to build stamina. I finally, got my diploma six months before my cohort. I felt amazing. Also, wanted to mention that if this school seemed familiar it was the school from Spider-man: Homecoming; awesome right!

Many times in my life when I was feeling happy devastation would occur. I had to learn quickly to overcome to survive. Soon after I graduated my mother got very ill and we thought she was invincible. In 2000, my mother had passed away and this was unexpected and I needed time to deal with this pain while I was attending college locally, at the Borough Manhattan Community College (BMCC), which is part of City University of New York (CUNY). I kept my studies going and attended all my classes. However, while I was there I worked within the World Trade Center. I knew everyone in the building, From the security, porters, cleaners, management, office workers because they were all my customers and on one beautiful day in September all of that was taken away from all of us; the city. I lost friends, clients and my school was used to house bodies pulled from the rubble of the terrorist attack that struck our city. A devastating event that made me push pause on life again.

It was years later that I decided to go back to school. I was now married with a baby and I took it one step at a time. I was now living in queens enrolled in LaGuardia Community College. I was an honor student, Phi Theta Kappa and anticipating graduation for September 2010 with my Associates degree in Paralegal Studies, which was also a CUNY. I was also pregnant and about to give birth. I finally, graduated and my baby was ten days old and there I was with my graduation class who happened to be ten years younger than me. My family attended including both my sons.

I then attended another college, New York City College of Technology and graduated in 2014 with a Bachelor’s degree in Legal Studies and Technology, which was also a CUNY. I published from the Emerging Scholars Program: Law, privacy & Technology: Is emerging regulation a constitutional reality or an urban legend fallacy. This article received recognition from our schools City Tech Writer. The feeling of recognition made me strive for better. I was able to graduate with my good friend and accomplish another goal at my own pace.

I felt very accomplished, although I knew many of my friends and family already had this, this was my dream coming true.

In 2019, we were now living in New Jersey and I decided to now enroll into Berkeley College for my Masters of Business Administration (MBA) degree. I have been doing everything I can to graduate by the end of Fall 2020. I am now faced with a new challenge. Due to COVID, I recently became unemployed so I truly need to keep my purse tight and had to drop one course in order to maintain my family budget/expenses. That means that this course will be pushed into Spring 2021. I was planning to enroll in a PhD program for 2021, however I have learned many things in this journey of my #Fannytasticlife and the most valuable thing I can share that is relevant to this story is the following:

It is with every obstacle and challenge that molded me to the person I am today, not everything was handed to me and in every instance I had to renavigate and carve my new path, which led me to a greater good of self development, mindfulness and inner motivation. The value is finding the courage and the willingness to just keep going.

This means that I can not give up on my path and now I need to reevaluate and create a new path to carve steadfast in my goals and agenda.

This is not the moment of woe, as I dont attend pity parties and certainly won’t RSVP to them. Although I have been through so much, I had to learn that there is never a moment of setback because we have one life to live and one try at it. Therefore, each moment is very special and valuable to learn from and reevaluate yourself.

I am always in a a mental position to pivot with the readiness to learn. This is how I have maintained and will continue to have a #Fannytasticlife!

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COVID-19 and The Life Reset

What a whirlwind and still so much of 2020 we have left, certainly have been through enough. Now what?

I had just turned forty this past March and had not posted a blog in a long time. I decided this year would be my new chapter. However, as we all know the unexpected happened to our world. As a society we faced Corona Virus or COVID 19 and now we had to do the impossible and cut out civilization in our modern time.

For myself, my family lost two family members, my husband lost his job and then I lost my job and we had to redesign our brain, goals, dreams, hopes and prayers.

At first glance, this was not only horrible but devastating. The loss of the family was utterly shocking. This could not be happening to us and not being able to be there for the family and mourn these amazing people that we loved so much. The matriarch and patriarch of our family was taken from us so swiftly. We could not hug and embrace anyone who needed the love. As time moved on we had to push on without consideration or emotional healing.

When my husband was fired in April at first I felt life would just swallow us whole, and we could not survive with my job alone. I started to save and contacted all our utilities and bills to warn them them of our situation and right when I thought we had it under control I was then terminated and now I had only our savings. I felt sadness finally overcome us, and then my husband said we got this.

This whole time since “quarantine” I never felt embarrassed or the need to explain anything to anyone as I could clearly see my neighbors and family were facing the same issues. We were not alone but forced into hypochondria, hermit dwellings and of course solitude.

We faced our children and decided to tell them our truths and what is going on in our world. They were ages four, nine and eleven. I was not surprised on the level of information they already had and my sons biggest concerns was our health and well being. They are normally very mature and articulate and the care is very reliable, they let us know we can count on them.

Getting desperate was not a choice I had to search my soul for a stronger mother, wife and neighbor. With my savings I started momming up our budget, my time, our life experiences, walking with my kids, my dogs and never without masks, gloves and shields. Taking my children by hugs only and constantly letting them know how proud we are of them. Playing with them and relearning who they are. I had missed so much of them due to work and life and the daily hustle.

My husband did not let us down as he started to become the best baker in town, builder, inventor, dog trainer, crafter, artist, pianist and even an ordained minister. It was amazing to see him blossom into his passions he always wanted to do. He became more involved with the Rotary Club of our town and started to smile like I had almost forgotten he could and had’nt seen for all these years.

I felt lost in the beginning and I became introverted but my husband inspired me to just thank GOD and feel blessed and remember who I was. And, one day I did, we all did.

I searched the internet and found maybe the last one but a pool that will do the job and I got it a 12ft. kiddie pool for my children. With our own two hands built my family a kid oasis in the backyard. We spent every day there even in the early cold spring. When we heard the lake would open we decided to go and see. Looking back on the past three months I can honestly say that we spent every day from Monday to Friday at 11 am to 12:30 at the lake and then in our yard in the afternoon just living, for our children.

Finally, living a way that focused as a family with our children and not a penny to spend, spare or lend. We had to rethink our budget: food, bills, lifestyle but we did not save on was praying and staying mindful and hopeful still.

My husband was able to find a new job in July and we are grateful with a very tight purse. I still need to be with my babies as I have no camp to send them to and no job to run off to, all they have is me and I have is to be with my family as this is what we need now in this reset of life.

What will fall bring? What will happen when the boys go back to school? I start to feel the anxiousness come over me but I turn to my husband and he grounds me and says that we will worry about that when it happens live for today.

Thank you for reading my blog I am back with vengeance for life my #Fannyasticlife !

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Got hope?

Recently my father passed away.  I have been torn to write down anything for a while.  When he passed I quickly wrote an obituary (never sent in) and a ulogy (never spoken) but we had heard that his death may have been murder, torture or he may be alive; uncertain. Nevertheless,  we then we found out that it was true.

How could this be? My father was suppose to come back to the United States this year; he had waited the ten years.  All that stood between us was paperwork, filing and an interview.

My heart cracked and I just dont feel the same.  I had forgotten the golden rule that my dad told me. Since, I was a little girl my father would say…”Fanny lower your expectation so it doesn’t hurt so much in the end”… I always thought that my dad was silly to say this, and most of his catch phrases.  However, now, not as a an adult but an adult who experienced his passing; suddenly all his phrases make sense and have transitioned into defining statements.

Here are some examples and what I believe may have been verses from songs.  In my home, he constantly used them to emphasize moments:

“Caught you with the meat in your mouth”

“Distance, don’ let them take you away”

“Trash, don’ pick it up, don’t throw your life away”

“You wouldn’t buy spoiled milk, so why would you buy anything less than an A”

“But, do you love me”

“Via con Dios”

“Smile, when you feel like crying”

“We are still on earth, together”

“Eleanor, me for, Amor, the door rhyme with Fanor”

“I dreamt of your mother, she loves you”

“My Shari”

I see that now; the meaning.

Hope, I have it; and for the rest of my #Fannytasticlife



In memory of:

Ramiro Fanor Alanez Melean

03.11.49 to 08.27.17




Free your mind!

I am always smiling. It my nature; Chester cat, so go call Alice.

I live life creating goals, then tackling challenges.

My life is like a count down clock 10, 9, 8, 7… I don’t know really how much time I have left… who really does.  So I need to make sure I smell the flowers deeper, I look at my children’s faces longer.  I annoy them with my constant playful harassing love.

I hope they remember my scent, my voice, my character. 

I often forget these qualities of my late mother.  So, I try really hard to talk to her and look at her pictures.  Keep her legacy alive.

One lesson I learned (simple yet amazing): At your own pace. This will set your mind free because you are only racing you.

I hope here I can open-minds and free my voice.