Mamacita says: I have always loved fairy tales. I do not mean the insipid heavily-edited baby-tales, all with happy endings, the Disney-fied versions; I am speaking of the real thing: stories full of blood and guts and red-hot spikes and … Continue reading
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Mamacita says: I love these days leading up to Christmas more than any other time of the year. I love the planning. I love the baking. I love the making lists. I love the shopping, which I actually do … Continue reading
Mamacita says: This Sunday will be, appropriately enough, a day filled with mothers. Mine, my sisters, my niece, grandmothers, aunts, daughters, cousins, me. . . . all mothers, and several of them more than one KIND of mother. (no, not … Continue reading
Mamacita says: Mary Hopkin was one of the few women signed to The Beatles’ “Apple” label, and I have always liked her “Those Were The Days.” However, I liked it better when “those days” weren’t quite so far back. I grew … Continue reading
Mamacita says: We shopped by putting it on the bill. Grocery shopping with money? I don’t understand. Didn’t everybody just put it on the bill? I didn’t know how to shop for groceries until I was well into my twenties. … Continue reading
Mamacita says: I don’t know why I’ve been wallowing in nostalgia lately, but I might as well go the whole route and talk about the day I became an adult. This has nothing to do with the day I grew … Continue reading