Around 1992 I worked downtown McAllen in a small loans company for two weeks, making copies while the manager pretended his Cadillac was stolen in the alley and called the cops.
Around 2001 a realtor I worked for said she would disown her daughter if she dated a Mexican.
Around 2010 during summer Ian and I lived together in a one room flat before we were married. My parents don’t know.
Around 1987 I told my friends Luis and Teofilo they were going to hell. Literally. I used to be religious.
Around 1984 I told my mom my free school lunch application had been denied because the previous year my GT teacher made me pretend I paid for my lunch because I was the only one who had free lunch in the class.
Around 2000 I decided my life was worth more than my then husband’s, so I left. I wasn’t speak in church for two years.
Around 2007 Mickey kissed me outside of Shoney’s restaurant about 10 minutes after we had met in person, and later in the date he demonstrated the technique and sixteen points you could stab someone. He was a personal defense trainer.
Around 2008 I told Ian I wanted to travel the world with him and he told me he’d move to South Texas for me.
Around 2007 I got a tattoo to impress Smiley and then I went to see Mikhail Gorbachev speak. Smiley said my tattoo was too girly and didn’t count.
Around 1989 I told my father that the picture in the paper of people in period costumes was of a commune of a local cult. He doesn’t read English so he believed me.
Around 2014 Bill asked if I wanted to get a PhD. I said yes so he spent $3000 and 365 days to get me ready even though he had cancer. He died two days before I got my assistantship letter from UNLV.
Around 1977 my mom was late at picking up from the bus stop and I rode around for hours in my Sesame Street green long dress after Pilgrim’s day at preschool. The bus stop was one block away from my house and the school was one block away from the bus stop. I have no idea why I rode the bus. I think I wanted the experience and my parents caved.
Around 2002 I died at the dentist in Reynosa, Mexico after she gave me a double dose of anesthesia and made my heart and breathing stop. I didn’t see the bright light or heaven or hell. The dentist made my chest black and blue from CPR and didn’t pull the tooth. I had to go to another dentist a week later.
Around 2006 my music professor, Dr. Walker, asked if I had ever considered switching my major to English.
Around 1988 I got sued at 15 for running a stop sign and crashing my 1974 Toyota corolla, that my dad had bought at the flea market, into a man’s car, totaling it. My car was fine.
Around 1977 my siblings and I cuddled under blankets in the living room and watched the Justice League as my dad walked in with a three tier merengue cake he got in Mexico for my birthday.
Around 1979 while my parents were at Bible school Rudy, Olga, Yolanda, Debbie and I watched The Invasion of the Body Snatchers and The Omen on TV.