I was nine years old when I became an aunt for the first time. It was because of the birth of the first grandchild (who was in California) that my parents made the decision to move from Miami to the Left Coast. My dad's reasoning was that if the bearded dictator couldn't keep our family apart, certainly a simple thing like Geography was ...
Archives for September 2007
Learning to stand
Eric went to college at UCSD and so knows all the best surf spots down here in Del Mar and San Diego. It is here on this very same beach and in these same waves that he perfected his turns. As I watch him with the kids, I think how much I love the continuity of having Jonathan learning to surf here in this same spot as his Dad and how as he ...
A shark by any other name . . . (is still a shark)
15th Street in Del Mar has a flat, sandy bottom and a rolling beach break perfect for surfers. That flat, sandy bottom is also a favorite of sand sharks, who seem to come out around sunset to feed. So here are Jonathan and Eric on The Great Sand-Shark Hunt. Eric reassures us that they are harmless and that it's just fun to spot the creatures as ...
Kevin Bacon and Historical California Landmarks
We spent the day at the beach here on Coronado Island in San Diego at this hotel. It's called The Hotel del Coronado. Or just The Del, if you're a local or you just know stuff. It's my absolute FAVORITE place down here because of the beautiful turn of the century architecture and all around general coolness of the history of the ...
Late. Again.
Evidence that this Cubanita was running late for work because of her addiction: ...
Greetings from Del Mar (or Postcards from the Edge)
"Beautiful! Gorgeous! Wish you were here!" Love,Eric & Marta =D "Dudes, These are some righteous waves! The beach here is totally wicked! This place ROCKS!" Be excellent to each other,Jon >:-D "Hey people! How adorable is my new wetsuit? And . . . my pedicure totally matches my surfboard! How cool is ...
Hello, my name is Amy . . .
HI AMY. Here's when I knew I'd hit rock bottom . . . It was early morning. That afternoon was when I would be going to mom's house to begin my house-sitting job. This is what I woke up to: AY CARAMBA!! QUE HORROR!! SADNESS!! After about an hour . . . the craving sets in . . . the shaking . . . I haven't had my morning fix. I suck it ...
Como Mi Mama
My whole family is on vacation so I'm staying at Mom's house to take care of the cats. That means the cook is not in and I can't afford to eat out every night . . . So what did I do? I found one of my favorite recipes here. And I made it. IT. WAS. PERFECT. See? And now I can eat for the rest of the week. :-) I'm sure they are ...
Havana Surf Team Training Camp
The West Coast representatives of the Havana Surf Team (henceforth to be known as the HST) will be in serious training all week on the beautiful beaches of San Diego, California. ;-) I'll be bringing live reports from their training facility. My job for the entire week is to document the adventures of the HST from paddle out to wipe out. I ...
I don’t know half of you half as well as I should like; and I like less than half of you half as well as you deserve.
NOTE: This post will make sense to die-hard Tolkien fans and LOTR uber-geeks (and you know who you are and in which case you'll love the links on this page) and will merely amuse the rest of you. =D In September of 1973, the author J.R.R. Tolkien died. As usually happens with notable literary or artistic figures, after their death there is ...
Favorite scene from the movie of my life
Neighbor: "So, you guys had quite the party last night, huh?" Me: "Umm. . . no. But Amy and Adam came over for dinner." =D Seriously. The noise level when my four offspring are in the same room is Off. The. Charts. I pretend to be upset. "You're all just sooo NOISY." They get louder and totally ignore me because ...
Meat. It’s what’s for dinner.
Eric is still singing my praises (loudly!) over this one.It's a type of barbecued steak with a tasty (seriously tasty!) sauce. "Churrasco Estilo Cubano con Chimichurri" - posted today over at Babalú. I'm just going to kick back and enjoy those praises. Don't try to stop me. In fact, he liked it so much he asked if we could please put this ...
El Cocotaso – or how a blow to the head forever altered my identity
When I was born, my parents didn't name me immediately. Okay, I reason, I was the youngest of six and they were just a little tired and feeling uncreative. Could happen. But then, I argue, they had NINE WHOLE MONTHS to give this issue more than a passing thought. I'm not bitter, or anything. I just keep wondering, "what were they thinking??" I ...
A date with Dad
WARNING: Some serious bragging ahead! =D She taught herself to play. She was playing so well, that we finally got a piano teacher to help hone her skills.And she practices everyday.Without me having to remind her. I take NO credit for this kind of discipline.Because I am the messy, flaky kind of artist. ;-) I really need to just sit down one day ...
Out of the comfort zone. . .
I was in Salt Lake City, Utah this weekend for a convention. (I'll explain why in another post) But I wanted to share a highlight of my weekend.I got to enjoy a concert by a . . . wait for it . . COUNTRY. MUSIC. GROUP. I know. Me. Country. Who knew?? It gets better. I. FELL. IN. LOVE. "Shut up. You did not." I swear. ...
