No Prior Installation Of Rome:

¿Where do I start??

Holaaaa ! How are you? Start by telling the meeting "setting", or rather "coastal" we had on Tuesday with our patchwork group (in the process of consolidation ha ha): Gra , Estela , Elena and me.

As you know, not easy to meet with our jobs, kids, schedules ... but this time we did it! although we missed one of the four, Elena, who could not come ... What I can tell?? We chatted about nine hours straight! ha ha!! And also work well (photographic records are here) ... There were gifts, teas, goodies, as well as sun, pool and Santa Fe River ...

I follow my story with my attack, "Bag", here we call them Portacosméticos. The previous weekend was rain I made these. They are practical, cheerful and easy ... what do you think?

On Christmas, I tell them that we had very nice, with all the family, but the photos did not turn out too clear, so I chose it to Cami

and is on our "Santa Claus" of all ages ... We almost poor kitchen!

try taking off the rest of the family in the year-end celebration.

And finally, something nice that happened recently: my oldest son received his medal High School graduate and received his first degree in Computer. It seems incredible to see so great, the years flew by and this little boy who made my life once and for all, today is a man registered for the race of Psychology at University, another dream that begins in our family ...

Pictured with his sister Camille, the most known for being my "top model."

very little ago, I read the text on the children excited and I agree with you, Luis Pescetti, "Thanks for your care"

Thanks for all that I
gave but I will not be like you.
Thank you for your care, sandwiches,
the sleepless nights, the stories,
by White and the Seven Dwarfs,
by mountains and the stories.
Thanks for the beautiful adventure
for Christmas, thanks
cakes and wait on the edge of the pool,

thanks for the faith which would not have had without your faith
but understand and not take it as a betrayal
not want to be like you.
Thank you for doing so with a handkerchief.
Thanks for the people, the club, thanks for the rowing,
by the river, and your hand holding my hand. Thanks
even
for being there still.
And do not take it as a betrayal to try,
me away and I want
evaporate and it fits me
miss a backpack and not take me all the stray
,
to leave keys around or forget me
an appointment, each Therefore,
to feel that not enough as you
to be what I really want
(later turned out that was not enough to not be like you),
because I want to detach your tips that hit me like seaweed.
And if I try to get me your gestures, putting this way of looking at distance, thus
to comb, shape of my nose, your posture, whether for love or
hopeless way you learned to keep their feet and now I want rid

all around
of every detail and everything,
of each of your heritage and all,
not feel ungrateful, nor do I take care of my failure.
Thanks for having me and thanks for letting go
and thanks for tolerating me to take off, I pulled, remove all
me see if I see if I can see
to see what's left.

late 2010 Happy days! Besos! And thanks if you read this far!