Friday, March 16, 2012

Casi Llega Nuestro Perrito, Albert




Andamos aquí como que vamos a parir ... un bebé de cuatro patas y cubierto de "pelo."

No les he contado que decidimos comprarle un perrito a nuestro hijo. Dentro de una semana llega el mentado, Albert, un canino medio Caniche y medio Labradora. Mijo esta lleno de anticipación y cuenta los días en el calendario... y su papi y yo? Rezamos que el perro hypoalergénico sea un nuevo miembro en la familia.

Labradoodle puppies at 5 weeks
Haciendo fila!
Waiting in line.
Como no tiene hermanos, mijo necessita un amigo, un compañero. Tiene mucho pediendo un perro, "sabiendo" que esta alérjico a ellos. No le importa -- los ama. Tanto que tiene su cama inundada de perros de peluche, de todos colores y tamaños. Hasta tiene uno de pila que respira que mi mama le regaló antes de irse a California.

HOW TO RAISE THE PERFECT DOG by Cesar Millan
Necessito comenzar leer este libro
I need to start reading this book.
Nuestra situación esta un poco complicada. No se sí les he contando, pero mijo tiene varias alergias a la comida (huevos, leche, nueces, soya, rez ... )  y medioambientales (polen, moho ...) y tambien tiene asma. Hasta tuvimos que encontrarle comida al perro que no le hará daño a mijo en caso que el perro lo lambiera. ¡Que nervios! A pesar de todo, tenemos fe. Una voz me dice que todo va salir bien.

Ay les contare nuestras aventuras. No sabemos lo que nos espera. : )

(Me disculpo de no haber blogueado mucho las ultimas semanas, pero he estado un poco estresada con la escuela. Espero regresar pronto a un horario mas normal. Los extraño.)

Puppy Supplies
We're running around here as if we're getting ready to give birth ... to a four-legged baby covered with fur (well, actually, hair).

I haven't shared with you that we decided to buy our son a dog. Within a week, the dog known as "Albert," a Poodle-Labrador Retriever mix, arrives home. Our son is filled with anticipation and is counting the days on the calendar ... his dad and I? We're praying the hypoallergenic dog will be an addition to our family.


Since our son doesn't have any siblings, he needs a friend, a companion. He been asking for a dog for a while, "knowing" that he's allergic to them. He doesn't care -- he loves them. So much so, that his bed is inundated with stuffed dogs, all colors and sizes. He even has one that breathes and is  battery-operated that my mother gave him before leaving for California.

Our situation is a little complicated. I don't know if I've shared with you, but our son has several food (eggs, milk, nuts, soy, beef ... ) and environmental (pollen, mold ... ) allergies, in addition to asthma. We had to go as far as to find food for the dog that wouldn't harm our son in the event the dog licked him. Talk about nerves! In spite of all this, we have faith. A little voice is telling me everything with turn out fine.

Adventures to follow. : )

(I apologize for my irregular blogging the last few weeks, but I've been a little stressed-out with school. Finding peace in reading. I hope to return to a more regular schedule, soon. Miss you.)

Friday, February 17, 2012

SPANISH FRIDAY: Me Dan Ganas de Bailar




Me da gusto compartir con ustedes una cancion que siempre me hace feliz. Se que tiene que ver con el amor, pero para mi, no. Si no, yo pienso en lo tanto que cambiamos durante nuestra temporada en este mundo. No se porque, pero me dan ganas be bailar esta mañana. Bailan con migo?

Que pasen un buen fin de semana, mis amigos. <3

---

It gives me pleasure to share a song with you that always makes me happy. I know it has to do with love, but not for me. Rather, I think of how much we change, during our lives in this world. Don't know why, but I feel like dancing, today. Will you dance with me?

Have a great weekend, my friends. <3

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

My Valentines ... I Love You

Our wedding, September 5, 1998
I met my husband in Las Vegas Memorial Weekend of 1993. We were poolside at the Tropicana swimming amid hundreds of bodies, when we met ... actually, when I made the first move. I was a fearless twenty-three-year-old, then. He was there with this buddies from Waltham and I was there with my girlfriend, Racheal from Orange County, who ended up coming down with a horrible case of food-poisoning. Had she not gotten sick, who knows if I'd have had all that free time on my hands.

Three years later in 1996 he tracked me down to tell me he was coming out to Orange County for a wedding. Our future was sealed with a single question: "Will you have lunch with me?"

And so, I did.


Junior taking a nap.

Nine months later I relocated to Boston, we eloped to Vegas, nine months after that we had our "public" wedding, five years later we had our son. When I think of the journey we've been on, not always smooth, sometimes bumpy, I can't help but wonder how different our lives might've turned out had we not met at that pool in 1993. We are so lucky to have been brought together by fate, since I later learned that he wasn't even supposed to be on that trip. Somebody, somewhere was guiding us.

 
Daddy and Junior

Wishing you a much loved and happy Valentine's with your family and friends.

Friday, February 3, 2012

I Want to Be Educated


by Ezzy Guerrero-Languzzi

I want to be educated
Chapters in books
Pages, words
Sounds, thoughts, emotions

Discovery

Who's free, really, in this country?
I never had the right, apparently
What you cannot, will not, refuse to see
I promise will never cease to be

These chapters in books and pages, words
Voices from the past, a warning to the future
A salve for wounds undiscovered

These chapters in books and pages, words
Tell me that in humanity I am not alone
I have brothers and sisters on the same journey
Finding our place in this world and our communities

Go ahead
You may take them
I give you permission to confiscate them
Ban them
Burn them
Hide them in boxes
Do what you must
But know -- try as you may, you cannot hide or change history

You will not conquer me.

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

MIERCOLES MUDO: Nos Divertimos en El Museo de MFA en Boston












Friday, January 6, 2012

SPANISH FRIDAY: ¡Hicé Flan!

Flan de Coco Usando Nestlé's La Lechera Leche Condensada
¿Tienen un postre favorito? Algo tan delicioso que solo a pensar de el se les hace agua la boca? Para mi, ese postre siempre ha sido el flan. 

Do you have a favorite dessert? Something so sweet that simply thinking about it makes your mouth water? For me, that dessert has always been flan.

La Lechera
Leche Condensada y Dulce De Leche
Mi madrina colombiana siempre me preparaba uno -- bien jugoso y cubierto de miel -- para mis cumpleaños. Igual de pegajosas son mis memorias, porque ahora, cada vez que tengo la oportunidad, lo ordeno en el restaurante. Pero lo tanto que lo amo, nunca me había atrevido hacerlo yo ... NO WAY. ¿Como, con cuales ingredientes, y que si no me salía bien? Pensaba que era muy complicado. (Mas complicados son los tamales.)

My Colombian godmother used to always make one for me -- moist and smothered in honey -- for my birthday. My memories are similarly sticky, because, now, it's my dessert of choice whenever dining-out. But as much as I love flan, I'd never attempted making one ... NO WAY. How? With what ingredients? And what if it didn't come out right?  It had to be complicated.

Probablemente no lo hubiera intentado, sí no por un paquete de promoción que recibí (gracias a mi amiga Ruby) de Nestlé, promoviendo sus productos nuevos de La Lechera: Dulce de Leche y Leche Condensada.

I probably would've never tried it, if not for a promotional package I received (thanks to my friend Ruby) from Nestlé, promoting their new La Lechera products: Dulce de Leche y Leche Condensada.

(Pueden ver el Choco-Flan que Ruby hizo, aquí. :)
(You can see Ruby's Choco-flan, here. : )


Así que fui a la pagina de Nestlé e escogí una receta para preparar un flan de coco para los cumpleaños de mi esposo (cumplió 46, ayer!). Estoy tan feliz porque me salió bien y también porque le gusto mucho a él ... solo sí lo hubiera saboreado un poco mas. El hombre parece tiburón. Se comió uno en menos de cinco mordidas!

So I went to Nestlé's website and picked a recipe to make a Coconut Flan for my husband's birthday (he turned 46, yesterday!) I'm so happy because not only did the flan come out well, but also, because he really enjoyed it ... if only he'd savored it a little more. The man is like a shark. He ate one in less than five bites!



¿Sabían?:
  • Qué el flan originó con los Romanos antiguos? No solo preparaban flan dulce con miel y pimienta, si no también uno salado con anguila!
  • Qué durante la edad media, los ingredientes mas populares incluían canela, azúcar, espinacas, almendras y pescado?
  • Pueden leer mas aquí (en inglés).
Did You Know?

  • That flan originated with the ancient Romans? Not only did they prepare a sweet flan with honey and pepper, but also a savory version with EEL! << Yum?
  • That during the Middle Ages, the most popular flan ingredients included cinnamon, sugar, spinach, almonds and FISH?
  • You can read more here (in English).

Photo by Mr. G's Travels
¿Sabian Qué Los Romanos Inventaron El Flan?

Nota: Aunque recibí un paquete de promoción de Nestlé, todas las opiniones aquí son las mias.
Note: Even though I received a promotional packet from Nestlé, all the opinions expressed here are my own.

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Terminamos Esperanza Renace

Photo by clanderos1
Zona Centro, Aguascalientes, MX 
Estoy triste que terminamos este libro. Sí tenemos suerte, la autora Pam Muñoz Ryan escribirá un segundo libro continuando la vida de nuestra heroína Esperanza Ortega en los E.U.

Toda la acción succedé en los últimos tres capítulos. En Los Espárragos, Esperanza trabaja en los cobertizos donde empaca la cosecha de espárragos bajo la proteccion de guardias porque los huelguistas tienen decidido interrumpir el negocio. Dentro los baldes que vienen del campo y donde las trabajadoras meten sus manos, los huelguistas esconden ratas, serpientes, cuchillas y vidrio.

Empeorando la situación, se enteran que trabajadores de Oklahoma vienen a pescar algodon por una miseria. Al fin de este capitulo, les cay la inmigracion, llevandose los huelgistas, incluyendo ciudadanos con papeles. La joven, Marta, que se había burlado de Esperanza al principio del libro se escapa, escondiendose en unas cajas. Esperanza la descubré, pero no dicé nada. La protegé.

"Esperanza miró el campo que había estado lleno de gente que pensaba que podía cambiar las cosas, que trató de llamar la atención de los agricultores y el gobierno para mejorar sus condiciones de trabajo y también las de ella."


Esteban Cavrico

En Los Duraznos, la niña Isabel sueña de ser elegida la Reina de Mayo, pero sabe que la maestra  siempre escoge una "reina güera de ojos azules," buenos grados o no, y es exactamente lo que succedé, quebrandole su corazón.

Los campesinos mexicanos descubren que los dueños del campamento instalarán cabañas y una alberca para los trabajadores que vienen de Oklahoma, y que los "oakies" tendran retretes e agua caliente. Esperanza se engrifa y se pelea con Miguel diciendole que todavia es sirviente -- ciudadano de segunda classe por que su situación no había cambiado. Miguel no se deja y le dicé a Esperanza:

"Aqui al menos tengo una oportunidad, aunque sea pequeña, de llegar a ser algo más de lo que era."

El capitulo termina con Esperanza regalandole su muñeca de porcelana (la ultima que le había regalado su papa antes de murirse) a Isabel y con su mama regresando a casa. Cuando Esperanza va a enseñarle los giros postales que ahorraba para traer su abuelita de Aguascalientes, descubre que se desaparecieron de la maleta. Todos sospechan a Miguel porque él se había ido a buscar trabajo al norte.

Photo by La Grande Farmers' Market
Las Uvas, el ultimo capitulo me hizo llorar! Termina el libro con Hortensia y Alfonso llevando a Esperanza a la estación de autobuses a encontrar a Miguel. Cuando llega el autobus, no solo baja Miguel, pero también la abuelita de Esperanza! Ay. La reunion entre la viejita y la mama de Esperanza es inolvidable. : )

_____


Una entrevista con la autora ... (en ingles)





Algunas Palabras Nuevas ...

consignas (órdenes) = intructions
abuchear = too boo
azadón = hoe
agredir = to attack
redada = raid
leal = loyal
torbellino = whirlwind
además = moreover, besides; also
capullo = bud (de flor)
lirio = iris
aleilí = violet
novena = nine days of worship
decepción = disappointment
esbelto = slender
delantal = apron
cavar = to dig, hoe
superficie = surface
mueca = face, expression


MY FIRST SPANISH READ! I DID IT!
Tara, thank you for reading along.
<3

Monday, January 2, 2012

"No Kiss Blogfest" ... Pride & Prejudice



In the course of visiting some of my bloggy friends this morning, I came across a mention for the "3rd Annual No Kiss Blogfest," being hosted by Frankie Diane Mallis. Thank you Medeia for writing about it!

To participate, all you have to do is include a clip or excerpt from a favorite film, book, or your own work-in-progress (WIP), depicting a kiss that never happened.

I've included a clip of my favorite "no kiss" from the 2005 film adaptation of Jane Austen's PRIDE & PREJUDICE (one of the few books I've read twice). The scene starts immediately following a marriage proposal (not shown) that is poorly delivered by Mr. Darcy. Rather it comes off more as an insult. What is it about the guys in this time-period? Same thing happens in Jane Eyre. I digress ...

Anyhow, I never tire of watching this film.

Enjoy the sparks. : )

Sunday, January 1, 2012

2011 Favorite Reads and Looking Ahead

Planned for 2012
2011 was a great year for reading. Between cave men, the French Revolution, lots of vampires, women and their cycles, gangs, the death penalty, children killing for game, zombies and identity issues, it felt, at times, as though I was zipping along on a roller coaster. The plan was to read 52 books (one-a-week), 25 of them by culturally diverse authors. Well. That was the plan. I didn't quite make the goal. School threw me a bit off course. Even so, I managed to finish the year having read 43, with 17 of them by culturally diverse authors. I'm very happy with that.

I've decided to renew the challenge because the truth is, I'm my happiest clutching a book. Except, this year's count will see non-fiction reads from school (to be fair. : ) and a few spilling over from 2011, that are at various stages of reading.

Following are a handful of my faves from 2011 ...

The House on Mango Street by Sandra Cisneros


" ... in Spanish my name is made out of a softer something ..."

A collection of vignettes that reveals the author's soul with an economy of words. Cisneros took me home.

Burro Genius by Victor Villaseñor


"Who were these schoolteachers who had helped me?
And what was it in my life that had given me the heart ... the guts ... 
to go on and on and never give up, no matter what!"

My first exposure to the discrimination and segregation experienced by Mexicans in Southern California. Villaseñor is an inspiration for his tenacity to succeed, in spite of his dyslexia. This book made me cry.

The Red Tent by Anita Diamant (Nook)


"Why had no one told me that my body would become a battlefield, a sacrifice, a test? Why did I not know that birth is the pinnacle where women discover the courage to become mothers? But of course, there is no way to tell this or to hear it. Until you are the woman on the bricks, you have no idea how death stands in the corner, ready to play his part."

Beautiful and lyrical, Diamant's depiction of the Old Testament's Dinah angered me (I wouldn't have done well in a polygamist society). Even though women are claiming what's theirs, today, not much has changed.

Jane Eyre by Charlotte Brontë

"It is not violence that best overcomes hate --
nor vengeance that most certainly heals injury."

This flawed but strong heroine endures an abusive childhood and fights to survive. The story enthralled me with its gothic texture and seductive prose. I LOVE Jane Eyre.

The Historian by Elizabeth Kostova



"It is a fact that we historians are interested in what is partly a reflection of ourselves, perhaps a part of ourselves we would rather not examine except through the medium of scholarship; it is also true that as we steep ourselves in our interests, they become more and more a part of us."

The vampire non-vampire book. Dracula hovers in the periphery in this dark tale. Question: If your passion were scholarly, would you exchange your soul for an eternity of research and cataloguing of history? A tempting proposition?

The Clan of the Cave Bear by Jean M. Auel


"Spirit of Cave Lion, the girl Ayla, is delivered into your protection."

This book came recommended by a friend who has read all the books in this series. I was skeptical, at first, but ended up not being able to put it down. It brought out the geek in me. Auel's interpretation of what life between primitive Neanderthals and more advanced Cro-Magnuns might've been like during the Ice Age made me want to run off to examine fossils and study herbs. Ayla, the main character, is a Cro-Magnun who is adopted as a five-year-old, by Neanderthals, sparking "racial" intolerance reminiscent of that which we see today. A thought-provoking and at times enraging read.

Tattoos on the Heart by Gregory Boyle


"If there is a fundamental challenge within these stories,
it is simply to change our lurking suspicion that some lives matter less than others."

This one was a gift from a friend back home. Father Boyle raises the question of where compassion originates and what it means to truly have empathy. It's an inspiring tale of one man's dogged pursuit of salvation for a segment of the society deemed disposable. Let's not judge simply by what's visible at the surface. I highly recommend it for anybody working in the social services with at-risk youths, or with an interest in social justice.


Esperanza Renace [Esperanza Rising] by Pam Muñoz Ryan


This is a tender story of a young girl who loses her father and material possessions but who discovers that the most valuable gifts in life are those that money cannot buy. It's a retelling of the real-life struggles of Mexican migrant farm-workers in the San Joaquin Valley of California, during the 1920s and of the prejudice experienced by them at the hands of the locals. As my first Spanish read, Esperanza Renace will always be special to me. Wrap-up to follow! ... Y mil gracias a mi buena amiga, Tara, for following along.

______

Looking forward to 2012 and will let my curiosity lead me to the next read. You'd probably laugh at the hodge-podge of fiction and non-fiction stacked up against a wall in my office begging to be read. I'd like to make a priority reading Jane Eyre, again, an anthology of Mexican essays and more YA Spanish.

We'll see what the year brings. Let's stay loose, until rigor counts. : D


Anything you'd like to recommend?