Blaze & Llorona Forever
You may be wondering wth is up with my title… and, if I must admit, I’m ashamed. 😅
But, I’ve to terms with the problematic and disgusting way that our story begins. Disgusting in the fact that we followed pretty much every hood kid stereotype and had the nicknames, binders full of the photo booth strips, and the notebooks full of “Blaze y Llorona Forever est. 02262007”. Gross… I know. (Btw the names changed from Blaze to Blazed to Juanito and from Llorona to Monkey and beyond 😅.)
The world has been waiting. What is the story of the inception of the Elizarraraz’s? Well, here you go.
It’s not always been pretty. Actually… right down to the way we began is a little bit questionable.
So, Carlos and I actually met through his brother. His older brother, Luis, showed up at one of our house parties back in late 2006 (yes, I was 13 😒). He and I started a friendship and he let me know that he had a little brother my age. One day, actually on Carlos’ birthday - January 17, 2007 - I was introduced over the phone to Carlos for the first time. We hit it off and I’m pretty sure I remember complimenting him on his “deep voice”. UGH! 😂
After our phone call, Carlos took the ultimate leap and added me as a friend on Myspace… yes, Myspace. We sparked up a friendship and became really good friends. About a month went by and you know… feelings got caught. Problem was, I had a “boyfriend” at the time (quotes because I was in 8th grade, people).
One day, February 26th to be exact, I went to school and broke up with said “boyfriend”. Mind you, Carlos and I hadn’t even met in person. Someone pray for now-14-year-old Sana. I vividly remember the phone call I made on my house phone, fingers crossed that he’d pick up his house phone.
“I broke up with my boyfriend…”
“Oh, damn…” - said in the most non-chalant voice that boys use when they’re playing basketball while talking to girls who are so committed to having a deep conversation.
Photo booths are our thing circa March 2007
“Yeah…………. (very awkward silence) So, aren’t you gonna ask me out?” - 14-year-old Sana had no chill and no boundaries, clearly.
“Um, sure.”
……..
“So, that means we’re boyfriend and girlfriend, right?” - this is me, not Carlos, in case you thought 13-year-old Carlos had finally began to care about this conversation.
“Yeah…”
*Me on the other end all gushy about a boy asking me out, not caring how reluctant and aloof the whole damn conversation was! 😂
Two weeks later, we finally saw an opportunity to meet face to face. My friend, Ambar, and I had plans to go to the movies. We convinced her mom to give us a ride and my “cousin” was going to meet us there.
We get dropped off at the movies, “Ameristar”, and go sit by the Burger King to wait on Carlos to be dropped off by his mom. I get wind that he’s there - was there a phone call, did word get around the theater? I have no idea because I’m pretty sure I didn’t have a cell phone.
Anyway, I’ll never, never, never forget the feeling I had when I came around the corner and saw him for the first time. It was the longest, most awkward walk down the hallway from the BK to the arcade while his family watched me walk up.
“Quien eres tu?” - I may have met my match with his mom. 😂 #boldwomxn
“Una amiga.”
One of our infamous photo booth pics circa Winter 2007
“Ahhh, si? El me dijo que eras su novia?” - Really, Carlos? You could’ve told me that we were being honest with our parents. 😒
*Awkward silence and overall awkwardness
At Worlds of Fun circa Fall 2008
We had to beg Ambar’s mom to take Carlos with us, as he needed a ride home. She agreed, but not to take him home, only to where we were going - Ambar’s house. We get there around midnight. The rest of the night and what follows is interesting, so stay with me.
Ambar’s dad didn’t take too kindly to the fact that a boy was at his house at midnight - rightfully so. So, we got kicked out. 😂
Carlos and I decided to walk to Budd Park and make a plan. Remember this detail.
Carlos - now I realize he did have a phone - called his big brother to come save the day. He dropped us both off at home.
Turns out Sana ain’t that slick. Two days later, my mom asks me if I have a boyfriend.
….WTF
Turns out Ambar’s mom was friends with my mom’s friends and she knew Carlos’ family and knew we weren’t family, so word got out that I was at the movies with a boy. Can’t get any worse, right? Well, turns out that my sister’s friends saw me walking across St. John into dark Budd Park at midnight with a boy on a Friday night. They told my sister that I was in the park with a boy and added a bunch of fake explicit details cus lucky me…
The rest is history…
I will probably delete this blog eventually because LAWD I cannot have our kids thinking they’re slick like we thought we were! LOL
Looking forward to sharing our many, many shenanigans with you!
