Author: Xiomara Spadafora

Although there is a vast geographic distance between my home country, Colombia, and the United States, they have something in common: their current political losers, The Progressive Movement and The Democratic Party respectively.

The similarities are not in name only, but the causes of their protests in the last couple of weeks. In Colombia, it was the beginning of the bull fight season, and in the US our new president Donald J Trump, ironically accused of bullying. Continue reading “Ask me nicely…”

Last Friday, January 20, marked the end of the Barack Obama era and the inauguration of Donald Trump as the 45th President of the United States. The beginning of the most controversial administration in American history, has generated visceral reactions all over the world.

Near and far, the US has received the opinions of millions of people across the globe, even though they don’t live on American soil; everyone believes they have the right to criticize and disrespect the new President and his family. I read a lot of insults on social media during the past weekend, but there was one that caught my attention because of the nature of the source.

A Colombian “journalist,” who was broadcasting the inauguration o live radio described the new First Lady while broadcasting the inauguration on the radio as follow, “She came to the US as a prostitute and now she is the First Lady.” Continue reading “The power of the microphone”

Colombia is famous around the world for the beauty and strong personality of its women, and Sofia Vergara has become an ambassador of this trait. She has harvested the fruits of her labor and this is evidenced by five consecutive years as the highest paid TV actress in the US, according to Forbes Magazine.

Besides being one of the sexiest and most recognized Hispanic women in Hollywood, she is a savvy business woman, her husband is eye candy, and she owns a clothing and furniture line. Therefore, I can´t help but ask, why the heck does she diminish herself with jokes that are vulgar and portrays a poor Latina stereotype? Continue reading “An image is worth a thousand words”

It’s a New Year and I am still in the fog from the celebrations. I am recovering from the over-eating, over-drinking, and over-spending. Since last Monday, I had to start practicing sight words and numbers with my little man as he went back to school today. I have so many things on my To-Do list, that I don’t know where to begin.

Nevertheless, I have been following the latest news about Megyn Kelly, the super star news anchor on Fox News Channel. Yesterday morning, she announced on her Facebook and Twitter accounts the decision of ending a 12 year career at the cable giant and moving to NBC. Continue reading “New Year’s Resolution”

Dear readers,

Although every year I planned my Christmas shopping for weeks, I always end up knotted like a pretzel and running like a chicken without a head. So, amidst the havoc of the stores, wrapping presents, decorating, and planning Christmas Eve dinner for 17, my inspiration was in short supply.

Therefore, my quill will remain in the inkwell until next year. I hope all of you were nicer than naughtier and get many presents from Santa.

Merry Christmas!!!

Xiomara

I love Christmas and the Holiday Season, but if it doesn’t end soon, I am going to look like an overstuffed suitcase. Our office meeting room is already filled with boxes of multiple treats, all smothered in chocolate. I am afraid I will end up in the ER after ingesting a pen or a hole puncher thinking they too, are covered in chocolate!

Although I appreciate that our vendors want to say thank you for the business throughout the year–I hope none of the companies had a mischievous intention–I can’t help but think, haven’t they heard about Diabetes? Is it too much to ask to send a basket of fruit or sandwiches? Continue reading “Hidden Diabetes”

The Christmas Season began and so did the St Jude’s Children’s Research Hospital TV commercials. I have seen them a million times, and yet, every time I can’t help tearing up. The faces of the little angels battling cancer is something that humbles me, because I am blessed to have a healthy child.

These ads also reminded me of something that happened a couple of weeks before Thanksgiving. My son’s school sponsored a bake sell to raise money for a fifth grader recently diagnosed with leukemia. Continue reading “Faith is a Priceless Gift”

I must confess; for many years I didn’t like celebrating Thanksgiving. I considered it “for gringos only” because I didn’t understand the meaning and I cared too little to Google it. But things changed for a couple of reasons. First, my son’s preschool recitals. How could I not fall for the spirit of this holiday after  seeing my baby boy dressed up as a little Indian, with a feather-hat and painted face, dancing to the music from the drums with his genetic Latin feel?

The second reason is less sentimental and it satisfies a physiological need: The Turkey. It is estimated that more than 50 million turkeys will see their last sunrise in the US. Just the thought of its juicy, golden skin, bronzed to perfection–thanks to my husband’s skill which he has perfected over the years–makes me drool like my dogs Rusty and Sasha. Continue reading “Time is up Turkey!”