My Mom, Tita, has everything. A fantastic career, an-almost-remodeled home, a skinny healthy husband, four new grandchildren, children and her parents.
That's right, Tita's parents are holding on to live to see the day that Castro dies and Cuba is free.
It's a battle of wills, and my money is on Abuela.
So Tita, I can understand why you'd want to spend Mother's Day with Abuela. She's fun, she's easy to please, and you can just sit on the beach, face the sun and have quiet time with your Mom on Mother's Day.
But at the same time, don't you want to see me?
My new dresses?
Bibbidy Bobbidy Boutique?
The new ride at Mexico?
If we go early on Friday May 11, we can spend two days together.
Sunday you can leave extra early, go see your Mother, sit on the beach.
Abuela doesn't wake up until noon anyway, right?
Isn't she up all night watching Sabado Gigante? Waiting to hear about Castro?