This was a conversation that took place over the weekend at my sister’s house. Me: Hey, you’re looking for a pig? My sister: *laughing* …yes! Other sister: I think I know a place where they auction pigs. Brother in law: Do they auction individual pigs or several pigs together? Other […]
traditions
It’s never too late to deviate from normal
It’s funny the things that stay with us… forever it seems. This evening after a long and hot day all I wanted to do was get home, crash on my bed, and immerse myself in the social oblivion for hours upon hours, doing what we all enjoy doing every once […]
Cumpleaños Feliz
We always sing that song when it’s somebody’s birthday. ¡Feliz Cumpleaños! Everyone gathers around the table, the celebrated cumpleañero sits in the middle, front and center before the cake, as we all wait in the room with all the lights turned off except for the ones on the cake, for […]
Reflections, Resolutions & Traditions for the New Year
This year has really been memorable one for us. In so many ways. I don’t even think I could explain it all appropriately, but as we’re nearing the end of this year and the beginning of 2014, we decided to share this video. We talk about what made 2013 so special […]
Just How Latino are Your Birthday Celebrations?
As a mother of three I’ve had my share of kid’s birthday parties over the years, from planning them to attending them. I’ve handcrafted personalized invitations, and now even use networking sites like Facebook to send out virtual invitations to my guests. What I hadn’t done until recently was take […]
My Mamá Is Gangsta: Sending Tamales Via USPS!
I wouldn’t normally say this about my mother, much less in front of her, as she would either: a) be insulted by the use of the word “gangster” to describe her, even if it is in slang form and very loosely used; or b) kind of confused and probably insulted […]
Miracle in Edingburg, Texas
Whether it had been a particularly difficult year only my parents knew. We’d still managed to make it to school everyday like we normally did. On Saturdays like clockwork we’d all pack into the chocolate, our fudge brown colored, four door, rusty sedan, and drive down to the Valley Mart […]