Ni Madre: Turns Out Ma’am Was the Nice Version
Turns out there's a word worse than ma'am, and Guatemala hands it out by age. I got called madre in the mercado and wanted to die. 😬
Your Limerence is Showing
A near-miss on a Guatemala street corner reveals a crush too embarrassing to admit to anyone, including myself.
My Own Private Avocado
I avoided guacamole for over a decade, convinced my mother was lying about how good it was. Then one bite at a fancy backyard party at age 12 changed everything.
The Neighborhood Council Files ~ Hidden Agendas
Our first general assembly. His last attempt to lie his way back in. He brought friends, canned speeches, and a hidden agenda. We brought receipts.
Close Encounters of the Worst Kind
A group outing I didn't sign up for, a woman I didn't click with, and a comment about my pendant that sealed the verdict. At this point, I'd rather stay home.
