The Art Corner

Once a week, I get to escape my real life and go play. (I know. My life pretty much revolves around playing already, but that's not important right now.)

My days are usually busy with homeschool projects, trying out new recipes (and feeding my family in the process, of course), caring for my mom, and general I'm-homeschooling-two-teenagers business.

But one day (technically, one morning) a week, I get to go play. With adults. (Somebody pinch me!)

We meet at Tamera's. Her home and gardens practically sing out her love of all-things-artistic.

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Of course, she's a lovely and gracious hostess. And everything she does magically turns to art. Even setting up supplies...

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Our other friend, Gwen is teaching us mixed media techniques and we're working on art journals - at least that was our original plan.

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So with paint covered hands, we give each other ideas, or ooh and ah over someone's use of color.

And we talk. About kids and husbands. About dreams. About regrets. About things we love and things we hate. And even when we disagree, we find common ground.

The really delicious beauty of this time together is that not only are we sharing paint and stamps and ideas, we're sharing life.

And that's the best thing of all.

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I've been helping my friend, Tamera (she of the Amazing Good Taste and Style) put together a blog. (I am super excited about this project, as I believe she is the Embodiment of Fabulousness and can't wait for her to share her amazingly creative lifestyle with the blogosphere, but that's not important right now.)

Well, technically, we're still in the embryonic planning stages, ("Baby steps, Darling!) and it may take a while to get it live, which is fine with me because that means that I get to spend a few hours each week with my Fabulous Friend, in her Fabulous House, being treated to her Fabulous Hospitality.

Tamera is not only Personally Fabulous, but she's amazing when it comes to doing research.

Look what was waiting for me today:

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Bustelo has never known such Absolute Fabulousness!

Thanks, Tamera. This project is seriously MY pleasure. =D

The Writing is On the Wall

We have lived in our current home for nine years now. Before that we were bottom-dwelling-month-to-month renters. (Not to disparage the month-to-month thing, but it was such a grand and glorious feeling to finally own our own home that it completely lifted us up and out of our feelings of inferiority, but that's not important right now.)

I used to joke that once I owned my own home I would "Park a rocket ship on my lawn or write on the walls if I darned well pleased."

And when we finally signed the last of the ownership papers and held the keys to our own little personal piece of the proverbial pie, we celebrated with champagne and again I suggested, "now that I own this house, I can write on the walls if I want to!"

Of course, it was meant to be funny and to convey the victorious and exhilarating feeling of finally having arrived at (insert the angelic choir here...) our goal of Home Ownership.

"Free at last! Free at last!" (Okay, so maybe that's a bit dramatic....)

As it turns out, one of the first things that we did after painting walls and adding crown molding, was to add some words to the walls. (When I say "we" I mean, I thought of it, but Eric helped with the follow-through.)

By the way, the "parking the rocket ship on the front lawn" thing was all hot wind and bravado. But it sure sounded earnest, didn't it?

As it turned out, however, the writing on the wall turned out to be quite a cool thing...

In our bedroom:

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As soon as our bedroom was painted, we had this stencil made to our specifications by Saw What? by the Mad Stencilist.

The fairy-tale quote is the classic favorite ending. It sits above our sliding door to the balcony. It's the first thing I see every morning when I wake up and it never ceases to make me smile and reminds me that "we" are "they." =D

I have another quote in our bedroom. I got it from wonderful graffiti and again it was a special order:

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These are vinyl letters and quite easy to display. It's rub-down type, really and can be easily removed. I put this one up on the morning of St. Valentine's Day, while Eric was still asleep. He woke up and found it and actually thought I had scribbled it in my own lipstick. You've gotta love that.

(What does this tell you about what my husband thinks I'm capable of?)

In the stairwell, we have some old and new photos, but there is also a favorite Bible verse:

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It's from the book of Job and in English it means:

"You will know that your descendants are many and your posterity like the grass of the earth." (It was a promise given to Job by God himself after Job had lost pretty much everything he had, including his family.)

As you come down the stairs and venture to look up you will be met by these Latin words:

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In Omnia Paratus. "In everything, always prepared." or "Ready for anything." We originally heard it on the tv show The Gilmore Girls and loved the idea so much, we decided to put it on the wall so it's the last thing you see when coming downstairs. It's supposed to make you question your readiness to face the day. I like it.

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Obviously, this was the year we got married. It's also a rub down from wonderful graffiti. It sits at the top of the arrangement on the stairwell with the rest of the family photos.

When you reach the bottom of the stairs and you turn to your right, you are bound to see this:

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Actually, it's practically the first thing anyone notices when they first walk into our home. It reads, "Sit long. Talk much." And we mean it. =D

In Jonathan's room, is the Spiderman quote:

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When you're raising boys, it's best to set the bar as high as possible. Don't you agree? ;-)

Next you will find yourself in our living room. Here above our mantel I've stenciled in gold foil, "Amor est Vitae Essentia." Or "Love is essential to life."

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Then right before you walk out the front door (or just after you come inside, depending on if you're the type of person who looks up at the door frame....) you'll see this:

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I find it comforting somehow....and I'm less and less concerned that a freak tornado is going to pick up our house and deposit it on the other side of the rainbow, but that's not important right now, either. ;-)

Eric has a favorite Bible verse/promise up in his office:

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He sees those encouraging words every day as he sits at his desk to begin his work day. I like that thefirst thing he does is remember God has plans for him. The day goes much more smoothly when you are confronted with that promise each morning.

And then there's our giant calendar. The calendar is the nerve center of our office/school/studio. It's where we post plans we've made and make notes of shows we'd like to see and places we want to go. I've shown it to you before, but I don't know if you've noticed that I have a favorite quote above it:

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It's by Carl Sagan, and it reads, "Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known."

That's our inspiration for starting our homeschool days.

So thank you for coming along on this Tour of the Darby's Walls.

This is a particularly favorite quote of mine. I'm going to put it up as soon as I finish decluttering/re-designing my studio space:

"Be daring, be different, be impractical, be anything that will assert integrity of purpose and imaginative vision against the play-it-safers, the creatures of the commonplace, the slaves of the ordinary."    ~Sir Cecil Beaton

Do you have anything written on your walls? If you do, will you share it?

If you don't, did I maybe inspire you? =D

Let the Noche Buena Preparations Begin!

It's time to get ready for Noche Buena at the Darbys!

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I wish you could all come. It's going to be such a fabulous event!

We've been up to our eyeballs in party preparations and I'm totally excited.

This year we are hosting my big, fat, Cuban family. And our house is small. Freakishly small when I think of the logistics of serving 30 people at a sit-down event, but that's not important right now.

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So we are figuring it all out, or as we say in Spanish, "resolviendo."

Me (a little distraught and a little whiny): "But it's just going to look like our little house is just over-crowded. I want it to be magical!" *sigh*

To which my family responded by jumping into action. (I can be very persuasive when I'm whiny. =D)

Amy came up with the idea to cover all the pictures in Christmas wrap to make them look like gifts. And that made me happy. I think it's starting to look pretty festive.

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Eric added greenery and lights to every corner of the room.

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It's coming together quite nicely. It seems that every spot downstairs (including the bathroom and kitchen) has been touched by Christmas and this makes me totally happy.

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Today is the day I send the boys out to pick up the extra tables and chairs from my mom's garage. We are enclosing the back patio with a heavy canvas curtain. And we'll have to move out all of our living room furniture to have room for the tables. (When I say we, I mean Eric. =D)

And no, there's no room for the Christmas tree. (I know. Shut up.)

But my Creative Team made the executive decision that we will put it out on the front lawn and bring it in on Christmas morning. I kind of like the craziness of that. At least this is one Christmas we won't soon forget!

[Side note to all of you who start decorating back in November: I have nothing against decorating your home early, if that's what you like to do. I, personally, don't. I prefer decorating a few days before and turning it into An Event. It keeps me focused on Christmas itself. But that's just my way.]

Meanwhile, I'm in the kitchen with Adam cooking up batch after batch of our fabulous Creme de Vie. (Click here for my famous super-secret Creme de Vie recipe.)

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I finally gave up buying the beautiful bottles at Pier One (plus it was getting a little expensive). The local wine shop was glad to give us (as in free!) their empties and I just made personalized labels for the recipients. (I like how the snowflakes on the tablecloth reflect onto the bottles and enhance the snowflakes on the labels.) Pretty sweet, no?

I have found that after a few cups of this wonderful stuff, everything seems so much more....I don't know...magical?

How are your preparations coming along? Do you host? Do you travel? (Do you drink?) ;-)

Making believe.

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Isn't it gorgeous? I sit and stare at it up on my hutch and I feel both peaceful and inspired.

And I remember that I BELIEVE.

I believe in Santa Claus and I believe in Christmas miracles.

I do.

I was once a struggling, working single parent with two small children and no child support.

And then it was Christmas. And my paycheck didn't stretch any further than it usually did. And so I worried and stressed and prayed. But I knew that Christmas was going to be brutal that year. With a 7 year old princess and a 4 year old tough guy. And no extra money for gifts. I can barely stand to remember.

A few days before Christmas, an anonymous cash gift showed up in my mailbox. It wasn't a lot but it was enough that I was able to buy my kids a few toys. And make it look like Santa visited our modest home. 

I never found out who that gracious and generous soul was. But every Christmas I think of them. And their unselfish gift that meant everything to this poor, harried, single mom.

And I believe that it was God himself who whispered my need and my desire into their ears. And I am forever grateful that they listened and played Santa Claus to the single mom and her two kids.

That was one of many Christmas miracles I've experienced.

And so I tell you unashamedly that I believe in Santa Claus. And Christmas miracles. But mostly I believe in a good and generous God who doesn't forget "the least of these."

And so I listen. Just in case he's whispering someone's need in my ear. And I get to play Santa Claus and be a part of someone's Christmas miracle.

Do you believe?

Why I love my big, fat, Cuban family - Reason # 438. The Banana Incident.

Every year about this time, Amy and I start making plans.

Of course, these involve places to go and things to do, and movies to make! You see, my daughter is an amazing film editor. (A little known fact, unless you've been reading my blog for the past three years and have been paying close attention, but that's not important right now.)

Every year since my Papi passed away in December of 1999, we have been gathering video and photos and creating what has now come to be be known as The Christmas Video.

A few years ago, we switched over to dvds and burned and packaged the first 8 into what we call The Cucufate Christmas Collection. We've been making and packaging dvds since. (I know. Baking cookies would be so much easier.)

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The Christmas Video has been cemented as one of our family's most important Noche Buena Traditions (along with the lechΓ³n asado and the turrones).

It is our gift each year to the rest of the family.

Although we stress about it for weeks, we're always proud of the finished product. I am confident that no matter how many gifts everyone receives, this is one that they are guaranteed to keep and treasure. And I love that.

Many times we use old footage from ancient family Super 8 movies collected over the years and transferred to tape. But sometimes we're inspired to do something fresh. 

Some of the guidelines we've created for ourselves:

  • Everyone in the family must be represented at least once.
  • The opening credits read the same way each year. Only adding names of new spouses and new babies.
  • Family members that have passed away continue to have their names listed in the credits.
  • We choose a Title and five or six songs. (This sounds way easier than it actually is. We agonize and argue over which songs will be included and are prepared to defend our decisions. My niece Helen jumps in at around this portion of the process and adds another dimension to the brainstorming.)
  • There's an Opening Song, something funny, something cute involving the kids, dancing (there's always dancing!), and a Crying Song (something poignant and sweet and sentimental with an aww-shucks quality to it.)
  • The music has to represent our Cuban heritage and of course, Christmas. (There have been some especially magic moments when these two things beautifully coincide.)
  • We keep it at around 20 minutes. (Some are shorter or a bit longer, depending on our choice of songs and what we're trying to accomplish.)
  • We will usually have a good idea of what we're doing by the time Thanksgiving rolls around so that we can film people doing stuff on Thanksgiving day.

This year marks the Tenth Anniversary of  The Christmas Video. So we decided to mix things up a bit and shoot some fresh footage for one of our segments.

Here's the beauty.... We showed up at Thanksgiving with a bunch of bananas and a banana costume (thanks, Gina!) and gave the family instructions and started rolling the tape.

Instructions:

Use the bananas as microphones and sing these lyrics.

Here I am with my beautiful sisters complying with the first of many "banana behaviors."

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Isaac, dressed as a giant banana, leading the Banana Conga Line....

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Did they ask questions? NOPE. They just did exactly what we asked. No questions. No complaints! We've asked the rest of the family in Texas and Idaho and San Francisco to send us film. They are already working on their stuff.

Either they trust us implicitly or they figure that if they can't beat us, they might as well just join us. ;-)

This is one of many reasons why I just love my big, fat, Cuban family.

It's going to be EPIC!

Cuban Stress Cure

On Tuesdays:

My son, Jonathan (13) is involved in Drama once again. This year they're doing a Broadway review - scenes from different Broadway musicals, which promises to be really fun and adorable.

I have volunteered once again to coordinate their costumes. Just call me Mrs. Darby, Costume Goddess.

(I may or may not make the kids actually address me this way. =D)

There are thirty kids in seventeen musical numbers, which means about 100 dresses, jackets, tunics, scarves, shoe covers and multiple wigs, uniforms, hats and props that fall under my authority command jurisdiction My-God!-what-have-I-gotten-myself-into!? supervision. 

I was asked to choreograph three of the numbers, also. (Most likely because I am Cuban and the obvious conclusion is that I can dance.) I'm wondering if the director may want it just a bit more elaborate than "wave your hands up in the air - whoop!"

Which means that on Tuesdays I am up to my eyeballs in drama stuff. And I have to admit that while I absolutely love what I'm doing, it also stresses me out quite a bit.

Not to worry. I have found a sure-fire Cuban cure for stress...

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At the rate I'm going it may just be quicker to apply the guava directly to my hips, but that's not important right now. ;-)

(My foolproof and totally easy recipe for homemade pastelitos de guayaba can be found here.)

Pumpkins. Food. Costumes. Food. Candy. And food.

There are so many things about our Halloween celebration that I love.

I love the dressing up and the treats. I love the combination of purple, orange, black, and green (It's all very 60's mod to me, but that's not important right now).

I love the cute decorations. (These were from a particularly brilliant last minute pdf. download thanks to Elle's Studio.)

How cute is that hanging banner thingy?

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And these adorable treat bags? Totally inspired.

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My mom was helping us fill them. That's her under the blanket. Let's just say that our personal body temperatures are in conflict right now. (I keep my house at an arctic - according to her -  72 degrees.) ;-)

Prep

I love the fun, if sometimes stressful, party preparations. And I love cooking for a houseful of appreciative and hungry teenagers.

But my most favoritest (<---that should be a word) thing about Halloween are pumpkins. Excuse me, jack-o-lanterns.

So I always get a big pile of pumpkins and that's the first thing our guests do. They get to choose a design and carve a pumpkin.

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And believe me, once they choose their pumpkins, they get down to the serious business of carving.

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I figure the pumpkin carving activity is a great ice breaker (not that this particular group needs it - they are, seriously, the BEST group of teens).

But with their hands and brains occupied (and a very cool Halloween music mix playing in the background) they start to relax together and they get to be social as they talk and laugh and compare designs. Added bonus: the adults hang out in the background and we get to enjoy each other as well.

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And of course, they start to loosen up and quickly become their wonderful silly selves.

This is what happens when teenage boys encounter latex gloves...

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All that pumpkin carving takes tremendous energy and so they build up an appetite. (Which always makes me happy because that means I have People To Feed.)

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I love when they all finally get into their costumes. How sweet is this? Jonathan is the black thing with the big hands in the center. He's supposed to be a Nazgul. But you'd have to be a Lord of the Rings geek (which we are) to get it.

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They cruise up and down our street for the Ritual Candy Collection while we set up the Great Darby Backyard Movie Theater.

Last night's movie was the classic "Young Frankenstein" with Gene Wilder. (One of my all-time favorites. I used to work at a movie theater when I was in college and it played for something like 32 weeks and so I know it completely by heart, but that's not important right now, either.)

I have the greatest most generous friends who baked (!) and added to the volume of Sugar Consumption. (We live in a peanut-butter-and-jelly type neighborhood and always have a ton of trick-or-treaters, so most of the candy in the bowls was gone by the end of the night. PHEW!)

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But my most especially favoritest (<---it's a good word!) part of our Annual Halloween Extravaganza is the moment when the ice-breaker-party-activity-of-the-early-evening becomes...

The Most Awesome Jack-O-Lantern Display of the Neighborhood.

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PS. It goes without saying that a good time was had by all.  ;-)

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"I laughed. I cried. It moved me, Bob." ~ Larry the Cucumber

... is a Magic Number

Three years ago today I started this blog.

I started writing about the people I love and the things we do and the places we go.

Along the way I found out three things:

  • I love blogging. I didn't know that I would. But I do. I'm Cuban and a storyteller at heart. Blogging is a great fit for me.
  • I love interacting with you. This is why I do quizzes and giveaways. I love it when y0u respond. (Plus, I love that I can make you happy, but that's not important right now.)
  • I am related to an amazing group of Cuban people. So thank you to all of my big, fat, Cuban family who find themselves represented on these pages when they least expect it and are always good sports about it: Luza, Ofie, Annette, Laura, Rafa, Lisa, Alex, Frankie, Quinny, George, Darine, Mason, Miller, Helen, Daryl, Helen del Taco, Daisy, Benicio, Al, Juliette, Rudy, Carmen, Michael, Kimberly, John-Paul, Jennifer, Julie, Tony, Manana, Isaac, Nicole, Alina, Jay, Kelley, Katie Mac, Nat. And especially, Eric, Amy, Adam, Lucy and Jon. =D

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So on this auspicious occasion that is The 3rd Blogoversary (<--that should totally be a word) of the Founding of My Big, Fat, Cuban Family: A Cuban-American Blog, I would like to give stuff away. (Yay!)

I'll be giving away THREE fabulous MBFCF things:

1) My Big, Fat, Cuban Family Coffee Mug from Cuba to GO!

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2) My Big, Fat, Cuban Family BBQ Apron also from Cuba To GO!

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3) My Big, Fat, Cuban Family Cookbook

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To enter the drawing for a chance to win the above mentioned uber-cool MBFCF stuff, please leave a comment on this post and I'll do a random drawing on Sunday, October 4th at 10 AM Pacific Time. 


Thank you all for making this the fun adventure that it has been.  MUAH! MUAH! MUAH! (<---that's 3 Big, Fat, Cuban Family kisses!)

Let's get this party started!!

(NOTE: That's not a real magazine cover. You know that, right? =D)