The Virgin Can Be Scarier Than an Atomic Iguana (3/3) For the celebration of my first communion, my dad took us to the fancy Chinese restaurant, Jardines de Confucio, or Confucius' Garden. My younger sister, Rosy, came with us to celebrate my first wafer-cookie-eating event. When the waiter came...

The Virgin Can Be Scarier Than an Atomic Iguana (2/3) I was under no delusion; the Virgin could still walk into my mom's room and ruin the plans I had for the rest of my life. I was pleased when the Virgin decided not to talk to me all night. When the sun came out, I took a 12-minute nap. I don’...

The Virgin Can Be Scarier Than an Atomic Iguana (1/3) I still remember the last time I lost sleep. September 14, 1994. Okay, I made up a date, but I remember the night. It was the night before my first communion.  After six months of memorizing prayers and passages from the Bible, I was finally ...