Resulta que Mari estuvo unas cuantas semanas de vacaciones es casa, por eso del cambio de semestre. Al principio uno cree que esos días van a durar mucho pero pasan volando. Nos sentamos esa tarde en el portal, para hablar como solíamos hacer antes, mientras que el apagón hacia de las suyas y esperábamos tranquilamente a qué llegara mi esposo para ver qué se hacía de comida. Me dijo que tenía ganas de tomar café, ¿cuándo no? , ella había comprado hacía unos días una leche condensada y aún quedaba así que, como no había azúcar le dije para endulzarlo con la leche. Para mí sorpresa me dijo que ese café existe y que tiene un nombre y todo : Café Bombón .
Mi manera de demostrar cariño es haciéndole cosas de comer que le gusten así que me puse manos a la obra. En casa hay tacitas , diría que demasiadas , pero que va, es muy poco café para Marianni , aquí se toma café en vaso jajaja. Aquí les muestro una foto de como me quedó el café bombón casero, ella como siempre queriendo tomarse la cafetera entera.
Como supondrán llegó su abuelo al rato, y por poco no se entera que habíamos colado. Me puse a hacer comida y ella a arreglar su maleta que la corriente había venido y tenía que aprovechar...mira que le digo que no sea tan finalista para esas cosas que siempre se le queda algo.
Este 20 de marzo es mi cumpleaños y quisiera que Mari estuviera aquí pero al parecer no podrá. De todos modos yo sé que ella quisiera estar conmigo y eso es lo que más me llena. Hablando de festividades ...Feliz día de la mujer a todas las que lean este post, especialmente a las ama de casa que aman tanto a sus hijos y nietos como yo y se han dedicado plenamente a ellos. Un abrazo enorme a todas.
Las fotos utilizadas son de mi propiedad
It turns out that Mari was on vacation for a few weeks at home, because of the change of semester. At first you think that those days will last a long time, but they fly by. We sat that afternoon in the doorway, to talk as we used to do before, while the blackout was playing tricks on us and we calmly waited for my husband to arrive to see what he was making for food. She told me that she wanted to drink coffee, when wouldn't she? She had bought some condensed milk a few days ago and there was still some left, so, since there was no sugar, I told her to sweeten it with the milk. To my surprise, she told me that this coffee exists and that it has a name and everything: Café Bombón.
My way of showing affection is by making her things to eat that she likes, so I got to work. At home there are cups, I would say too many, but no way, it's very little coffee for Marianni, here we drink coffee in a glass hahaha. Here I show you a photo of how my homemade café bombón turned out, she as always wanted to drink the whole pot.
As you can imagine, her grandfather arrived shortly after, and he almost didn't realize that we had sneaked in. I started making food and she started packing her suitcase because the power had come on and she had to take advantage... I tell her not to be so pretentious about these things because she always has something left over.
This March 20th is my birthday and I would like Mari to be here but apparently she won't be able to. Anyway, I know that she would like to be with me and that is what fills me the most. Speaking of festivities... Happy Women's Day to all of you who read this post, especially to the housewives who love their children and grandchildren as much as I do and have fully dedicated themselves to them. A big hug to all of you.