I married a Gringo. My Cuban grandmother speaks not a word of English, and my husband only knows how to say “cheese” and “hello” in Spanish. This means I spend a lot of time translating. This weekend, I tried to tell my abuela a story about a nightmare my husband had experienced. In the dream,…
As a child, I lived a very sheltered life. I sat at home closeted in my bedroom on most Saturdays. What did I do while my parents held me captive, you ask? Well, I watched cartoons, of course. My absolute favorite for several years had to be Super Friends. I so desperately wanted to be…
My husband is a creature of the dark. I no longer enjoy eating at certain restaurants because he hates the way the pin point lighting bothers him. We had to purchase new stand up torchiere lamps for our home because the bright bulbs on the ceiling fan gave him a headache. Through his eyes, I have learned…
My senior year in high school I won the lead in the school play, Arsenic and Old Lace. The plot of this black comedy focused on a family riddled by insanity. But, at first you don’t realize it. Everything appears idyllic and innocent. Then, as the story unravels, the audience discovers that the two…
I don’t watch much television, but if I do, I tend to tune into the Food Network or HGTV. I must admit that I have watched one too many episodes of “Property Brothers” and “Love it or List It.” The other day though, I just had to turn the TV off. The episode centered on…
Every day, around 5:30 PM or so, I see the Fed Ex delivery truck pull up in our driveway, and I turn to prayer. Why do you ask? Well, my husband likes to scour E-bay looking for good deals on medical equipment — which he purchases and then re-sells to clients. The problem is…