Raising a boy

Raising a boy

As my son gets closer to being born, I notice things in the young men around me that I find annoying or even rude. Or I see young men ill-prepared for professional life, and I wonder, “What did you spend your youth doing?”

And that leads me to video games.  I personally believe that we have a whole generation of young adults now who are completely unprepared for life. I see the latch-key kids coming home from work as 20somethings and even 30somethings and they are a generation completely shaped by media. They don’t question media, they believe it whole-hardheartedly.  When I suggest going to original sources (supreme court decisions, congressional edicts etc) they complain that they can’t read it, it doesn’t make sense, or they didn’t know that this information was available to the public. This amazes me. I was trained to read the opinions of supreme court justices, analyze that and then observe the news.  But that was an AP class, the majority of my contemporaries did not have that experience, and they are used to viewing CNN or Fox as original sources, not the town criers or Rachel Lyndes they used to be recognized as.

All that to say, there are 10 things I’ve decided I want to teach my son:

1. How to read, at an advanced reading level

2. Manners for every situation
3. How to great a boss, interview, address colleagues,
4. How to greet a woman
5. What the best exercise for his own style of fitness is
6. How to read a court decision
7. How to write a business letter, a correspondence letter and a newsletter
8. How to cook 7 meals
9. How to wash dishes and clothes properly
10. Cut, Color & Clarity for a ring.
What things do you want your son to know before he graduates college?
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The beauty of Sundays

The beauty of Sundays

It is somewhat of a tradition in my family to spend 1 1/2 hrs in church then come home to a big family dinner. Usually I cook up something Cuban on Sundays and my parents bring over dessert. After a big meal full of uplifting conversations, and lots of laughs, nap time settles over the house. The baby is put down for a nap, a sofa is secured for one person, the guest bed for another, the sectional for a third. Someone is always left roaming the house like a wandering Aramean and I say, “why don’t you go take a nap in my room.” To which the person responds, “But don’t ypu want to sleep there?” And I reply, “No child I’ve got ro clean up my kitchen.”

Once everthong is clean, and there are snores heard all over the house, I pick up my kindle, sit in my rocking chair andread a good book. 

When the hours for siesta are through, the whole family gathers in the living room for a movie, or a marathon of some show someone has gotten us into. It is very nearly perfect.


The only blight on the whole day is that a few relations are not near enough to join in the fun. 

Florida Summers

Florida Summers

Oh Florida summers.

It is a well established fact that those of us who live east of I-95 get less rain than those who live west of it. Yet these past few days we’ve all been sitting under it.

Summer is my least favorite time of the year. I’m getting through it with Wally’s morning radio show on 88.1 and Brandy’s version of the musical Cinderella.

How are you getting through rainy days?

Babies and fancy foods

Babies and fancy foods

This is a picture of my daughter at 13mo eating a Petit Four. She is such a dainty little girl.  I’m not being sexist, really, she doesn’t care for the beach, dirt or rough housing with her friend Matthew.  She prefers looking over her dolls, reading her picture books, and eating, preferably with a spoon.  On Mother’s Day weekend my mom and I picked up some Petit Fours and chocolate covered strawberries from our local Publix and presented them to my daughter. She loved the Petit Four.  I’m thinking her next birthday might be a tea party… Is it too far in the future for me to plan? 

One Day I’m gonna write a chick lit novel

One Day I’m gonna write a chick lit novel

Happy Friday everyone! Next week I have some guest posts prepared for you since I’m sure you want me to get back to recipes instead of talking about temp work. So today is the last day I’ll talk about my summer job…

So TODAY is day 3 at the new assignment. Textbook people are humorless, but I sincerely believe it is because they have no windows. The permanents seem to like their work, but they don’t like small talk or get-to-know you talk. 

The manager is a go-getter, by-the-book, every-jot-and-tiddle type of woman. Her underlings are a blonde all-American type and a happy Bahamian woman with great clothes. There will be 2 more temps in our stuffy office before summer is through, and I’m curious to see who will join our team. 


My Every Day Life: Summer Edition

My Every Day Life: Summer Edition

Life starts very early in the Meta household.  My husband’s alarm clock doesn’t go off until 6:30am, however I’m up usually by 5:45am.  Thank you TriRail. After preparing breakfast for my daughter and my husband, I cook up something for my self. About the time I have everything cooked, my husband and daughter come into the kitchen.  We have a quiet little breakfast together, enjoying the early sunlight of the day, before heading our separate ways.  This summer I’ve got a summer receptionist job at a cosmetics lab, my husband’s day job is at a University, and my daughter spend the day with my parents.

After a busy day, we reunited for dinner together.  This summer my baby sister’s job is to set the table, and usually my mom has dinner on the table when my husband, my father and I come home from work.  Its been pretty awesome to sit across the table from some of my favorite people in the world, and enjoy a warm meal together. I’m used to cooking all of the meals, but you know what? Nothing beats my mother’s cooking! Can you relate?

After the dishes are cleaned up, and the baby is bathed and put to bed, the rest of us enjoy family time in the living-room.  Usually we each take turned picking out the show we’ll watch that night.  My father usually picks a detective show, my mom usually picks out a movie, my husband is all about comic book heroes, my sister loves comedies, and I love historical movies or shows.  As my husband once said, the fun thing about having house guests for the summer is that they introduce you to genres you like, but might never have tried had they not been around.

After movie time two my husband and I usually retire to our room for some  light reading etc.  While our three house guests watch just one more show, or look at properties online together.  Its an exciting, busy, simple time in our everyday life these days.

Pregnancy Food – 12 weeks

Pregnancy Food – 12 weeks

Normally I try to eat healthy. My husband is a personal trainer / bodybuilder and I try to be as healthy as possible. Well, when I’m not expecting. When I am, I eat small quantities of whatever I want. 

Today I want ramen noodle with peanut butter. I cook it in chicken broth and I add veggies and 2 TBS of peanut butter. This groses put my husband amd my parents. 

What’s the weirdest thing you’ve eaten while pregnant?