As we started opening advent boxes with my carefully planned suggestions, I realized that I have some very wonderful, if more spontaneous, memories of family time. I guess because of the pace of our life I feel compelled to be more deliberate in creating fun memories together. But something happened the other night, that wasn't exactly ...
My Big, Fat, Cuban Family
Family is everything to me. I love them more than words can describe.
Who exactly is “they?”
The cousins range in ages from seventeen to forty-two. After Thanksgiving dinner last week:The cousins didn't want to leave, so they didn't want to leave.The cousins wanted to watch a movie, so they wanted to watch a movie.The cousins wanted to try the Creme de Vie, so they wanted to try the Creme de Vie.The cousins wanted to spend the night, so ...
Control issues
"Someone's got to take charge.And I usually like it to be me." ~ Marta =DWhen I was still a young woman and living at home, I started ...
Becoming Mr. and Mrs.
I cry at weddings. I know. Total dork. And let me tell you, it was all about the tissues at this one. This happy couple consists of Eric's beautiful cousin, Heather and her (oh so lucky! sniff, sniff) groom, Manny who were married on Saturday. So, here comes Heather walking down the aisle on her dad's arm and just about ...
I am . . .
A wife.A mother.A daughter.A niece.A sister.An aunt.A great-aunt.Incredibly lucky to be related to all these beautiful and amazing women. =D ...
Where everybody knows your name
One by one, each family arrives. Some juggling diaper bags and babies, others carrying pies or cases of drinks.Of course, they don't knock. There is no need. They are my family which means this is their home. "Mi casa es su casa" and all that. The people who are already here let out a big "Yay!" and ...
We’re ba-a-ck!
Yes. I realize we were just here umm... about ten days ago. And yet, here we are again.Yes. We got to drive through the Mojave Desert once again. (I know you're jealous. =D) Why? Billy Joel. One night only.MGM Grand.Yes. I know I told you that Eric was taking Lucy to that concert, but seriously, do you think I would be ...
We are fa-mi-ly . . .
I am the youngest of six. We are five daughters. FIVE. CUBAN. WOMEN. With five strong and sometimes (many times) opposing opinions. Which is totally fitting for Cuban women. I have a brother who lives in Texas (I sometimes wonder if he didn't move so far away because he got a little tired of living with so many Cuban women, but ...
Felony Blond
Amy was deeply involved telling my cousin a story as we walked down Hollywood Blvd. I tried to get their attention to point out the real-life Spiderman wannabe squatting on the trashcan (just four feet away!), so I called out to them. Nope. They missed him completely. Later. . . Me: "Did you see Spiderman?" Amy: "No. ...
All funned out.
Oh yes, I did. I had that beautiful pastelito refugiado (that I picked up yesterday at Porto's , she said proudly). For breakfast! With a hot cup of coffee. In front of that delicious crackling fire. And I sat. And didn't speak. And just decadently read my book. And when the kids woke up they joined me. With their books. And there we sat. ...
