I'm a world-class list maker. I make grocery lists, things-to-do lists, and lists of chores. I have lists of books I want to read and movies I want to watch. I have lists of places I want to visit and emails I need to answer. I just put my Cuban uncle on a plane this afternoon and to be honest, I'm a little wiped out.As I sat down just now to ...
Lifestyle
Posts about everything going on in my life. Enjoy!
My name is (insert name here), but everyone calls me . . .
Another fabulous post brought to you by: Amy (who would like people to start calling her by her new Cuban nickname: Kikita) During one of my many adventures with Tio Timbiriche and Luza (my abuela), one of them was commenting on the clutter in my room (I think it's artistic - but that's not important right now) and they called this clutter a ...
My Cuban Roots
Family history fascinates me. Maybe more so because we lost our home and family so many years ago when we left Cuba.There's that familiar tension again of living "life on the hyphen." That feeling of being 100% Cuban and 100% American. The question haunts me sometimes: What would my life have been like if. . .. . . there had been ...
I sound much taller than I really am. . .
I know.You come over here and read my blog all the time and you wonder . . . "What does Marta's voice sound like?" Well, here's your one big chance to find out. (Because I'm sure after they have me do this, they aren't likely to ask me to do it again, but that's not important right now. =D) I'll be co-hosting the Babalú Radio Hour with ...
Lost in Translation.
Amy here. (You know, The Blond One. Please bear that in mind as you read today.) Since Tio Timbiriche has been visiting from Cuba, I've been very busy showing him the sites of Southern Cali. I'm the official driver and, as such, I have certain responsibilities. For example, I have to tell him when I'll be picking him up (and ...
Comiendo de Cantina
Yesterday I made enough Arroz con Pollo to feed an army. Which is to say, to feed my family. =DEveryone who ate, had seconds. Okay, maybe even thirds. Not because they were hungry, but because the food tasted so great. And I made sooo much, I even had leftovers.My mom asked if they could take some home.Of course. Not a problem. Oops. No ...
Mad (Cuban) Mom in a Minivan
When I tell people that I homeschool my kids, they seem to be under the (very!) mistaken impression that it means that I have them chained to desks all day and they don't see another soul for hours, days and weeks. Who started this ridiculous myth? In fact, nothing could be further from the truth. Right now, as I write this, Adam has a group of ...
“Hey! Isn’t that. . .?”
Amy and I were elected to go to the airport last week to pick up my Cuban uncle.His flight was delayed for over an hour which left us with that much time to people watch (my very, very! favorite spectator sport, but that's not important right now) at John Wayne Airport. I notice a familiar looking gentleman in the baggage claim area and start ...
La Misma Lengua
Que bolá?It's Amy, AGAIN. But my new Cuban nickname is Kikita. (more on that another day) Anyway, my uncle is in town. Ok, he's actually my mom's uncle which makes him my tio abuelo, but we call him Tio Timbiriche. (like I said, more on nicknames another day) So his first night in town, Luza (my abuela) has made congri as part of ...
Excuse me, Mr. Google?
Hello, mi gente! It's Amy again. I'm having issues. I need help. The other day, I was talking with my Mom and I was messing with her a bit when out-of-the-blue and for the first time in my life she exclaimed, "San Apapusio, baja!" Umm . . . what?? who?? Obviously, she was frustrated and asking for a particular Saint to come ...
