Every now and then, I'll share something that we Cubans are used to doing because it's been so ingrained into our culture and lives - see 8 Rules to Getting Your House Cuban Clean®. 

Or I'll casually mention a thing we do that appears superstitious to the untrained observer - see 10 Cuban Superstitions That Helped You Survive. It takes me a beat to realize that I sound like a crazy person. Except when I'm talking to other Cubans. Not only do they nod in recognition, they will share their own stories of the things their abuelas subjected them to. 

My first disclaimer is that if you happen to know any Cuban girls, you know for a fact that we don't tend to be lazy in any meaningful way.  Second disclaimer - this post is about my own personal gardening choices and no one else's.

Now that we've established that I'm the only Lazy Cuban Girl here, let's continue, shall we? 

First let me say: Happy Summer! 

Summer and outdoor living just go hand in hand, don't they? It seems that since the weather has warmed up we are spending much more of our time outdoors. Sometimes that just means serving dinner out on the patio, but often it means packing a picnic and enjoying it somewhere... out there. 

Is there anything better than a live show? The answer to that, of course, is "no, Marta, nothing better." (Except for maybe a fresh, hot pastelito de guayaba, but that's not important right now.)

Eric and and I went to see the BEST show at the Laguna Playhouse last night. Loosely based on Shakespeare's Twelfth Night, All Shook Up (book by Joe DiPietro)  is the first show of the 2016- 2017 season at the Playhouse. 

I live in Southern California and here, avocados are always in season. Also, we love to eat outdoors. 

Okay, so technically, the "official" avocado season is from February through September, but truly, I never have to think twice when I want an avocado for any reason. They are always in our grocery stores. 

My newest grandson, Sebastian (we call him Bash) was born a month ago. During the months leading up to his birth my life got a little crazy-busy and I couldn't see myself organizing a baby shower for Amy. I know. Mom fail.

But, in my defense, we did get everything she needed for her first few weeks including a rocking chair, diapers, and receiving blankets. So there's that. 

I have fallen in love many times before. The most obvious, of course, is with the man who shares my life and keeps my Cuban crazy in check. I appreciate my husband, Eric so much for that. 

And then there's always the day each of my four kids was born. Easy-peasy. There was no doubt that those love affairs would continue forever. (Except for the times when they make me crazy and I want to rip off their arms and beat them on the head, but that's sooo not important right now.)

The signal that summer is really and truly officially here is that The Boys Of Summer are doing their thing. That's right. It's baseball season and here in the LA area, our true loves are the Boys in Blue - The Los Angeles Dodgers.

It gets better...