Inspired by my success with the Dulce de Leche and because I am LOVING the ice cream maker the kids gave us, I've decided to take on Hàagen Dazs.My mom will be with us this weekend and she's already pumped for the challenge. Me (in Spanish, of course): "I want to try and make Dulce de Leche ice cream." My Mom (also in Spanish, of ...
How sweet it is.
I had a craving.An intense craving for something impossibly sweet.And it couldn't be just anything sweet. I'm talking IMPOSSIBLY sweet. But preferably with a creamy texture and caramely taste. And it had to be something I could get my hands on pretty quickly because it was already 11:30 at night and I live in white-bread-Orange-County. ...
I spy.
Okay, I know I've been complaining about the heat. A LOT.And I have been complaining that I'm not feeling creative. A LOT.I know these two problems are related. And I know I have no right to be complaining at all considering we're only eleven short miles from the most beautiful beaches to grace the California coast. But I swear this heat has ...
We didn’t even get sANDY. ;-)
So stinking hot here! It was really even too hot to think about fighting the crowds and Labor Day weekend traffic to get to the beach. I know. I can still barely believe I'd give up a beach day... But we cranked up the a/c and made it a point to move as little as possible. We just hung out and read and watched a movie. Ocean's Twelve. That's ...
Twenty degrees of Separation
I forget stuff. For example, I forget that other people have to work during the week. (I know. I know. But it still slips my mind.) So it surprised me today to find all these umbrellas at my beach.I forgot it was Saturday and it's Labor Day weekend. Oops. It was exactly twenty degrees cooler at the beach (84°) than at our house (104°). ...
He loves me. He loves me. NOT.
I have a love/hate thing going right now with Ralph Lauren. (YES, the designer.) The love part is that I LOVE his Safari perfume. LOVE IT. Anything else turns on me. (must be that "hot latina" blood. =D) I've been wearing it (wearing it well, I might add) for the past 18 years. I never fail to get compliments. Total stranger: "My ...
How to measure success. . .
This was our first week of school.And I am sick with a bone-achy-feverish flu. (sigh)Coincidence? ;-)Don't know.But I stumbled downstairs and gave them assignments and they did everything that was on their schedules. Including this.We were thinking we'd get Jonathan a piano tutor this year, but it appears he has already found one. In ...
Beta testing
I do a lot of stuff. A lot.In case you don't already know, I have an online shop called CubaToGo! (see link on left side there). I am constantly getting ideas of stuff I'd like to wear on a tshirt or cap, or even on a sticker or a mug. Always related to being Cuban, because, well.... I am Cuban. (And darn proud of it!) So, I had ...
Mas café, por favor. . .
My brain is full. That happens every now and then. It's like it just gets overstuffed and I don't feel like I've got one creative idea in my head. This doesn't happen to anyone else, does it? ;-) Like some days there is just not enough caffeine in the world to go around. Today's one of those days. I have so much stuff I want to write ...
Walk. Don’t run.
The engine light came on in Eric's car, so he asked if he could take my minivan to work and meetings. (Of course, I drive a minivan. I think it's federally mandated in our county, but that's not important right now. =D) Before I had time to answer, Jonathan said: "Of course it's okay, Dad. We can just walk to school." Cracks me up ...
