When Amy and Adam were in high school and they would come home and tell me about their day, inevitably they would tell me about the FUNNIEST thing that happened. Everything was just SO FUNNY. And they LAUGHED SO HARD.So I used to say, "Well, you know. . . in high school, the hilarity NEVER ENDS." And that has become a regular saying ...
Lifestyle
Posts about everything going on in my life. Enjoy!
My big, fat, EXTENDED Cuban family
All cheeks and lips and missing a shoe. That's me circa early 1956.My two cranky companions are my cousins, Maria and Ileana. They are not as cranky anymore. In fact, they are downright delightful. ;-) They live in Miami.And I live in California. The reason I'm thinking about them is that I get to close the 3000 mile gap between us in about a ...
Cooking for George
I cook Cuban at least a couple of times a week. More so lately, since I keep trying recipes to share at Babalú. The problem is that I cook "by ear." I just start throwing things into the mix and it's hard to explain exactly what I did. So now, I have been careful to write down ingredients and have Lucy take pictures while I'm ...
What do you wear to an intervention?
I used to go to confession on Good Friday. But, I think this will have to suffice . . . I took my kids to the local mall yesterday. If I actually have to step inside the place, it is usually with a Purpose. And an hour is really the most I can bear in the windowless, timeless world of retail.But not yesterday.Yesterday Jonathan and I were killing ...
A long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away…
Luke: "Uncle Owen, this R2 Unit has a bad motivator. Look!" Uncle Owen: "Hey! What are you trying to push on us?" Threepio: "Excuse me, sir. But that R2 Unit is in perfect condition. A real bargain." Luke: "Uncle Owen! What about that one?" Uncle Owen: "What about that blue one? We'll take that ...
L’chaim (“to life!”)
On a recent trip to Florida, I made Eric go with me to the bowels of southwest Miami to hunt down the places of my childhood. This is me in front of Silver Bluff Elementary where I went to school as a newly arrived Cuban refugee. It was here that I learned to read back in the See-Spot-Run days. And it was here in this public school ...
The Great Homeschooling Experiment
Lucy wants to be a writer.Correction - a published author.So she writes. Every day. This is one of the beauties of homeschooling. We make time in our schedule for the kids to explore their passions. She is 13 and in 8th grade and knows what she wants and is finding a way to get there. Frankly, I find her discipline and tenacity a little daunting. ...
It’s a beautiful day in the neighborhood
If you're driving south towards San Diego on the I-5, you'll see this amazing sight. Color. Color. And more color. Miles of color. "What is that??" It always makes me think of Moses:"I must turn aside now and see this marvelous sight.." ~ Exodus 3:3 Of course, he was talking about the burning bush . . . But, this. . . This ...
The Usual Suspects
We took my mom to Legoland today. That statement right there sounds like a joke, doesn't it? Okay, so here's proof. Of course, in my family, we always seem to travel in a pack. (herd? gaggle? flock?) Whatever. We do stuff together.A lot of stuff. Well . . . just about everything. And we think it's NORMAL.Well . . . okay. It's probably not ...
A Decorating “Fiesta”
In the late 50's in Cuba, my family always spent summers at the beach in Varadero. By family, I mean my five siblings, 14 cousins, parents, aunts, uncles, grandmother. ALL OF US.My big, fat, EXTENDED Cuban family. The parents took turns commuting to and from Havana. All of us cousins were there for the duration. With so many mouths to feed, the ...
