Lovers

Ah... lovers. Que queeeee? You thought BB was writing a kiss and tell?  JU SO FONII !!!

 No people, that's not BB's style.  Lovers- as in lovers on screen.  

  Who was your first celebrity crush? I can definitely remember mine. 

Kurt Russell- in Disney's "The Computer Who Wore Tennis Shoes."

bb found him so cute, so smart, so different than the boys I knew...

I was 7.  

The Man from Atlantis 1977

Patrick Duffy- The Man From Atlantis. ::sigh::  He was my first "big girl crush".   

I used to watch the old tv broadcasts showing The Beatles and laughed at the girls screaming and crying over them. The laughing stopped when I started watching this series; I must admit, Bb shed quite a few tears over this webbed hand hottie.  Pre pub hormones, what a time!

1979-  Love at First Bite came out,a comedy horror film- de veras. 

 It was the Twilight of the times, and let me tell you there wasn't a female neck in that theater that didn't arch a bit for the debonair and slightly dippy Mr. George Hamilton everytime he was on screen.  

But at 17, this was my actual version of Love at first bite.

1994- Don Juan de Marco- el Sr. Johnny Depp.   ' Nuff said.


Babushka remembers and stays loyal to these lovers for they have not disappointed, nor has the infatuation diminished through the years. All these gentlemen aged/have aged well-  

just like BB. 

Kurt Russell

                                                                                    

  

Patrick Duffy

George Hamilton

Johnny Depp


 ::SIGH::  

Oh Si, I have sooooo much in common with these gentlemen; pity we never met. 

 Then again, hope springs eternal.  BB might still get to write that tell all novel.

; )

Babushka Besos a todos.  Cuidensen.

P.S.  Ok esta bien, yes,  I said that wasn't my style... pero por fa gente,

Rhumba with Russell, Dancing with Duffy, Hoedown with Hamilton, Dipping with The Depp-  
NY Times Bestsellers for sure! 

February- The Month of Love

February, the month of amor. As you know by now BB doesn't look at life in the typical or "expected" way. To most, February brings thoughts of Valentine's Day, presents, boxes of chocolates, sweethearts and romance. JU SO FONII!!!  Por fa people, if I had to wait until February for my sweetheart to romance me, give me presents or chocolates, we wouldn't be sweethearts for too long! Nope, for me the whole month of February is about love.  I know, you're waiting for a story about the grandbabies here aren't you?  Not happening, at least not in this post... but we've got 29 days this February so you never know.


A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loveliness increases; it will never pass into nothingness; but still will keep a bower quiet for us, and a sleep full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing...    John Keats 


I love art.  I love how it enlivens ones surroundings and emotions.  Yes there are those who say art should make one think, an intellectual statement, a provocation to react.  Naaaahhhhhhhh-  nada de eso.  Too much thinking brings gray hairs- and I've enough of those thank you.  Encircle me with art that makes my heart sing, reminds me of the beauty of the world, of its existence, and of the promise of its continuity. Of course, being BB this may encompass many styles and subject matters, but for now let's start with the beauty of nature.

Morning Glories

Hollyhocks

 folkrockartist's Store at Zazzle

Bello.  This would be the yin side of Babushka.  He manages to portray the vibrancy of life while also the sweetness of subject and gentleness of a natural style  - excelente.  

So Bohemian, so BB.

Tony Mendoza Art

Talk about Yang for the buck!!  Hablamos about vibrancy- between the colors, the lines and the subject (and those who say coffee is not nature have never seen the beast that is BB w/out her cafecito) this is an artist who gets my Cubana side. 

Bailando just looking at this.

The beauty of balance

Bird of Paradise 3

Cuban Coffee and Lime- Red

Spanish Shawl

Maria Soto Robbins

Vibrating passion and life while "just being"- 
that is my final destination. 

 These paintings make it seem possible.  To live, to love- this is art.

Babushka Besos a Todos.  Cuidensen.

P.S.   If you enjoyed the works of the above mentioned artists- who I thank for their permission and contribution- then please visit their sites. I never did like the phrase "starving artists"; it's so un Cuban Grandma...

 P.S.P.S.  There's a saying "Por el amor al arte" which means to do something because you love it, not because of monetary gain. I received no monetary compensation and literally posted this por el amor al arte, but should any of the artists want to send a print of their work BB won't say no.    ; )

New Year's- Resolution?

Last week on Facebook, the Tiki Tiki Blog asked what our New Year's Resolution was.  My answer?  To get older.  JU SO FONII !!!  Ok, si, but I sincerely hope this is one resolution I'll be able to keep!

Let me share with you a passage I got from Lord knows where, but I believe whole heartedly in it's message.  To the author I apologize omitting your unknown name, but I embrace and share the wisdom of your words.

As I've aged, I've become kinder to myself, and less critical of myself. I've become my own friend.

I have seen too many dear friends leave this world, too soon; before they understood the great freedom that comes with aging.

Whose business is it, if I choose to read, or play, on the computer, until 4 AM, or sleep until noon? I will dance with myself to those wonderful tunes of the 50, 60 &70's, and if I, at the same time, wish to weep over a lost love, I will.

I will walk the beach, in a swim suit that is stretched over a bulging body, and will dive into the waves, with abandon, if I choose to, despite the pitying glances from the jet set.

They, too, will get old.

I know I am sometimes forgetful. But there again, some of life is just as well forgotten. And, I eventually remember the important things.

Sure, over the years, my heart has been broken. How can your heart not break, when you lose a loved one, or when a child suffers, or even when somebody's beloved pet gets hit by a car? But, broken hearts are what give us strength, and understanding, and compassion. A heart never broken, is pristine, and sterile, and will never know the joy of being imperfect.

I am so blessed to have lived long enough to have my hair turning gray, and to have my youthful laughs be forever etched into deep grooves on my face. So many have never laughed, and so many have died before their hair could turn silver.

As you get older, it is easier to be positive. You care less about what other people think. I don't question myself anymore. I've even earned the right to be wrong.

So, to answer your question, I like being old. It has set me free. I like the person I have become. I am not going to live forever, but while I am still here, I will not waste time lamenting what could have been, or worrying about what will be. And I shall eat dessert every single day (if I feel like it).

Think about it- a resolution I don't have to think about.  Woah- no stress, and that's DEFINITELY what I'm hoping 2012 will be. A stress free year, a stress free life; just doing what comes naturally- no expectations, just excitation.  Come on now, I'm Cuban- gotta have some blood pressure raising somehow!  So I will continue my Spanglish soliloquies, sashaying in heels, blabbing and bailando all the way.

2012-Start the music y dimelo cantando !!! 

Babushka Besos a todos. Cuidensen.