I often get asked these two questions: "Do you still have family in Cuba?" and "Have you ever been back?"The answers are yes and no. In August of 2002 we hosted a family reunion here in Mission Viejo. Three of my mom's four siblings were able to come - two of them traveling from Cuba and one from Miami. There ...
Lifestyle
Posts about everything going on in my life. Enjoy!
Portrait of a tortured artist
My life is busy in the best possible way. It is busy with people and projects. Some of the busyness is imposed from the outside, but every now and then I go on a creative bender and my life gets crazy-busy. (are there support groups for this??) I homeschool my two kids and I cook and I scrapbook and I blog and I design and I just ...
Math inferiority
I am an Artist.Right-brained.Creative.Spontaneous.Random. My kids are all those things, too. They are also comedians. (Jon added the theory of relativity when he saw I was taking pictures - cracked me up. =D) But part of educating them means doing left-brain functions, like math. (heavy, heavy sigh) My friend Pam is a Math ...
Love/Hate
I hate it when he's gone. Hate it. I have trouble sleeping when he's gone, and so I pile up pillows on "his side" in an attempt to fool myself that he is there. It doesn't work. So I struggle with the insomnia. I tell myself that because it's just me and the kids we can just go out and get a burger for dinner and I don't have ...
on fear and stickiness.
Isn't this a cool piece of art? Eric got it for me a couple of years ago and I just love it. That has always been my "mantra." (well, technically, I'm not really sure what a mantra is, but I know it's a form of self-talk, so just go with me on this one. =D) "I am Fearless."Okay. It's not really true. Or at least it wasn't. I ...
20 – Gato Fino
Of course I'm superstitious. It's part of my Cuban DNA. I come by it honestly. As a Cuban baby I had the mandatory black azabaché (to ward off the Evil Eye, Envy, Illness, Bad Luck and Violence) pinned to my clothing before I was even able to open my eyes to the world.I still look at my watch and wince a little when we're at ...
Why we homeschool – reason # 4,285
He's almost twelve and in the sixth grade. He has grown about two inches this past summer and is not showing any signs of slowing down. He is constantly hungry and regularly has second and third helpings of whatever we're having for dinner and about an hour later is on a food hunt once again. He eats practically one of everything in the ...
It’s a jungle out there.
My friend, Nora, has a fabulous husband named Brian. He is a visionary, an adventurer, an explorer. Nora is a wise and witty woman. She is stylish and beautiful, thoughtful and intelligent. Together they are raising two amazing young men, Adrian and Ivan (who will henceforth be known as The Monkeys) here in this amazing house in the middle ...
Thank YOU.
This blog is officially one year old today.Believe it.Yes, of course I'm celebrating (any excuse to have chocolate =D).But I also want to take a moment to thank you guys.You know who you are.You visit faithfully and even leave comments occasionally. Some of you don't comment at all, but I'm always grateful that you stop by. Still another ...
What the hip chicks are saying.
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 ...
