Thursday, August 24, 2006

My wife, the Latina.

My wife, the Latina. She’s half Italian, a quarter Maltese, a quarter Mexican and 100% Pachuca.

She tells people she’s Latina. Which I guess ¼ of her is.

She even has a t-shirt that reads “Latina”. Not "¼ Latina", or "My Dad is 1/2 Mexican and All I Got Was This T-Shirt". Nope, it just says Latina.

Thanks to Sesame Street and reading beer labels, I, Popi (1/2 Russian, ¼ Norwegian, ¼ Czech) speak a little bit more Spanish than she does. Our five year old daughter, who is 1/8th Latina, is the best Spanish speaker in the house.

So what’s it like, you ask, the Latina lifestyle? One I am so familiar with, living as I do with woman who is ¼ of the way to Charo?

Well, here’s what I’ve learned about la vida Latina, based on the one I live with.

*Latinas don’t like salsa or onions on their burritos.

* Latinas don't speak Spanish. Latinas speak Italian.

*Latinas are capable of listening to Matthew Sweet’s “Girlfriend” over and over and over.

*Latinas have a thing for inexpensive vases, many that look exactly the same. ¿Is is a whisper from across the ages, a imprinted memory of the no-nonsense utility of dwellers of the pueblo?

*At 37, she has expressed interest in having a quinceañera. Who am I to say no? That would be like putting a bridle on a unicorn, or insisting a chimp wear diapers!

*Is it her hot and spicy Latina blood that makes her make scrambled eggs for dinner? Is it the secret to making those gif animation really pop?

*My Latina raise the spectre of the entire family -- husband
(or el marido)included -- going to live with their parents WAY TOO MAS for this Popi’s comfort. This marido would rather eat a bum’s toenails than live in Danville, not because of the Latina population there, but because of the douchebag population there.

* If my Latina is any indicator of a broader Latina trend
(or Tendencia de Latina), Latinas often wake their maridos from sleep to go write notes for them. Usually something cryptic, like “pancakes” or “call”. Curiously, los maridos are never asked to write “marzipan skulls” which seems more in line with the Latina Culture. Or La Cultura De Latina.

*Latinas are an inherently carefree, devil-may-care bunch. Tomorrow may never come, so why bother filling the goddamn gas tank, even though El Marido has to catch un aeroplano to Los Angeles (or, Los Angeles) in the morning.

So these are the lessons I have learned from my Latina bride. But can one ever truly understand the Latina soul, el alma de Latina? Can one ever know the wind?

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11 Comments:

Blogger G. said...

You're lucky, all I ever learned about Latin culture is what I've seen in Ricky Martin videos.

Not sure you've seen this, but it's further evidence that kids suck...not your kids per say, but kids in general.

For your purusal:

http://www.thebestpageintheuniverse.net/c.cgi?u=irule

G.

6:27 PM  
Blogger Greg Mills said...

My life is a lot like a Ricky Martin everything thanks to my Latina wife.

The kid thing was adorable.

8:09 PM  
Blogger G. said...

So you would admit to "Livin' La Vida Loca"? I like it when he rhymes the word "loca" with "mocha." Genius.

7:07 AM  
Blogger Mammacita said...

Whatever, MFer.
When you get your ass home I am taking off for the entire weekend. :)

Love, Consuelo

10:23 AM  
Blogger kimananda said...

Hmmm...I lived in Lisbon for 6 years, and have a good knowledge of Portuguese language and culture...can I be Latina, too? :-)

3:11 PM  
Blogger Greg Mills said...

What about Ibero-American? Hell, call yourself Latina. Who in Denmark is going to know. Do it for La Raza.

12:09 AM  
Blogger Stephanie said...

It ain't just Latinas who can listen to Girlfriend repeatedly. Great record. :)

PS I think your wife is awesome

2:52 AM  
Blogger Greg Mills said...

Yah, she's pretty good. Very talented at swearing.

10:26 AM  
Blogger Kris_One said...

I want a Latina too.

6:07 AM  
Blogger Greg Mills said...

Kris_one... You are a latina, I'm a latina, we're all latinas, somewhere down in the sassy parts of us.

8:41 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

She's not latina. If they're half or less they're not considered hispanic. latinas are people from latin america, these seem more like stereotypes than "latin culture" I never do any of that crap

6:23 AM  

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