Hello everyone! It's me, Amy! So, I know I haven't written in quite some time and you've probably wondered what happened to me . . . Well, I was stuck at a job that I was miserable in and was always so exhausted after work that I didn't have time to READ let alone WRITE any posts. Thanks to my praying Mom (and my own prayers) I have ...
Amy (Kikita)’s Posts
Brujeria? or How much power does my abuelita actually wield?
Amy here. I have a burning question that I thought maybe some of mom's Cuban blog readers could answer. Here's the story: My Cuban Abuela curses and blesses me. The blessings go something like this: "Algun dia tu nieta hara lo mismo por ti." ("One day your own granddaughter will do the same for you.") That sounds ...
My own Advent-ure
Feliz Navidad everyone! It's me, Amy!If you've been reading recently, you know that Mom has been keeping us busy. We've been making all these memories TOGETHER. There's the whole Advent calendar thing and it's been a blast. But . . ."Put up personal trees. Decorate rooms. Play Christmas ...
Afro-Cuban after all . . .
I thought I knew my mom inside and out, but she is still able to surprise and amaze me. (Hi everyone, it's me, Amy) Let me give you some background . . . One of my very dear and very beautiful friends, Sheila (Not the blond. That's my other friend, Ashli, but that's not important right now), works for her mother's non-profit organization ...
El Cuarto de Tula
Amy here. Since these fires have started, I've wondered what it would be like to get THE CALL. Being the cocky girl I am, I knew that I would not be faced with that moment. I had no idea what I would take. It wasn't going to happen . . . Yesterday while I was at work the phone rang, it was mom, "Mija, you have to go ...
Four-Bucks
It's me, Amy. The Sell-Out. I had a desperate moment. I was out of café. I was exhausted. I was running late (or is it "latte"?) I sold out. I BOUGHT my morning cafécito from STARBUCKS!!And this is how it went: I walked in, feeling ashamed. I kept my sunglasses on so I could not be recognized. I waited in ...
Hello, my name is Amy . . .
HI AMY. Here's when I knew I'd hit rock bottom . . . It was early morning. That afternoon was when I would be going to mom's house to begin my house-sitting job. This is what I woke up to:AY CARAMBA!! QUE HORROR!! SADNESS!! After about an hour . . . the craving sets in . . . the shaking . . . I haven't had my morning fix. I suck it ...
Como Mi Mama
My whole family is on vacation so I'm staying at Mom's house to take care of the cats. That means the cook is not in and I can't afford to eat out every night . . . So what did I do? I found one of my favorite recipes here. And I made it. IT. WAS. PERFECT. See? And now I can eat for the rest of the week. :-) I'm sure they are ...
We ordered pizza . . .
Don't tell Mom but . . . Peppino's cooked dinner tonight. The cook is in Utah. Here's why. ...
An MTV Generation
There is no way I can possibly come close to describing our trip to New York in September of 2001 with the same eloquence that Mom did, so I won't even try. What I can tell you is how it affected me. Being in New York at that time and then transitioning back to reality was a moment in my life when I felt genuine purpose. I knew that God had ...
