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So I'm back, from time to time I go to read your comments and read the blogs of people I visit, although I have not mentioned be sure that it the I have read. I have one of the reasons why I've been busy (the most important and little girl at a time): Victoria, born on January 7, weight 2.900 grams and measured 49 cm.

I present to my niece Vicky:

Is not this beautiful? I know, family is hahaha. That picture is when I was born a day, every day that passes is more than beautiful, so I imagine it now, yes, superbly beautiful. And had a lot to not carrying a baby, so I charge it, after loading my skinny Lionheart (his brother) it is a difference graaan. So who has been in neighboring room a few days with my cuñis, this photo comes out with little eyes open which is rare because it is always asleep, not good when you're hungry! cries but chistosón and kitten. It's to-do-ra-ble.

Now that we have baby at home and around because you can keep company and my other niece Giselle newborn, 3 months. So my mom's house is filling grandchildren, childish then! And do not ask me that when I `pa, not take it back hahaha. Here is the second grandchild for my mom, or her Christmas:

I tell you a story about my cherub L. (Brother Vico), a few weeks ago that he visited here, yes, I dedicated myself to do it in "pilmamá" gladly. For fun of it (good for two) took him to the park every evening, well sheltered at clear because it's been a looooong cold.

is fun to go when it comes: there is a girl who knew all the tricks of the games, which was falling, which did not work. There were three brothers who also noticed that it went in the park, the three were beautiful tanned blond. And there were so many children who did not see every day, among these was a child who does not talk much (it will discuss in particular).

This particular occasion my nephew came to the bench where she sat to give him water. The child was playing with came up behind him. His mom was out there, a few meters.

Love, tell the boy what's your name, I told my nephew.
"My name is L. .. And you?

The little boy was silent and I think nothing but smiles as we understood but did not say anything. There I go again:

-Ask how old are you? How old are you baby?

Then the boy said nothing but another girl who walked around shouting: "Four."

I went on doing to the socialite:

-Mi 'jo say that you also have four walks ...

-Five, I have five years. -Leo

do not lie do not have five years ...

not let me end where I said:

"Yes, I have five years, BECAUSE I DO WELL SPOKEN!

guess that after that time and did not display any questions or social, just turned around to see the mom to see if placed side have heard something. I do not know who gave me more trouble if the boy or the mother, but after a few minutes we went to play better the backyard, where no need for euphemisms for social interactions.

And here I presume my black-eyed cherub japonesio negrooos-like my soul haha, one of the many Catch me when he sleeps in my bed. Well super-cute with shorts. Do not forgive a little reckless with that angelic face? Well, while walking half jealous right now chiquiadón by his sister, but we all passed.

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That huts to meet a quarter century affects!

First of all I have to say I have a certain indifference to it a birthday, not that I do not like me just as I had very bad birthday, some are second to none and others have also been insurmountable with binge marathon, many dehydration and sleep duty.

I think that's a birthday I was stuck in the "5" rather than "0". It's different. All zeros (0) is a start, the start of a race. When you're at number five (5) as it is half of the race-in this case half a decade, and you start to think that it will end and that place them. That's enough for me to be different.

few days ago was at a dinner party - with people twice my age-we were talking about it and that was 25 years old! Were trying to scare me with my age - or SEAA them to me, yes life expectancy is 75 years currently have is 25 years and have 1 / 3 of my life "finished."

I only answer at that time still remaining me 50 years to do what I wanted, and that if it came to that figure (a and we can not let the world). Not as many people may be based on a number to make your life, yes, I am of the idea that you must have goals, but your life is not obsessed with living the bases with age.

That I should know them, most of them go in the lab doing experiments day and night, trying all the menus in the cafeteria,. Maybe for them if they've been missing el tiempo y ya debería de tener una maestría terminada, 2 diplomados y estar empezando un doctorado, porque esa es la clase de personas que trabajan en ese centro..

Solamente he cumplido 5´s tres veces en mi vida. Mis cinco años no los recuerdo, creo que ni siquiera tengo fotos para buscar en mi memoria. Mis quince años fueron buenos aunque no me hicieron una fiesta de las que se usan en el rancho donde matan todas las vacas y las gallinas de la casa y de los padrinos y van a bailar al arroyo, no! un pastel y ya. El meollo del asunto es el cumplir años (la redundante yo) no es la fiesta ni otros etc. Es lo que has realizado, lo que has logrado, a esa edad no había tanto problema, solo tenía que preocuparme por terminar high school and choose a school "good." My 25's

wow! I slept well throughout the weekend until the last person left. The bad thing is you get to the quarter-century old ... Here's the dilemma I have that I no longer worry about school, it's different when you work and have more things you can not control (I think is what annoys me): your boss, your immediate boss, your peers, economy, disease, adolescents who have for brothers, sisters. I did what I wanted, I accomplished what I could with what I had at my disposal, but I think it always ends up missing something. I have a friend

since we were 10 years. I always said that he would marry at age 25 because it was a good age to settle head at that age would have done anything he wanted and would not have children so great either. A few months ago came to the house and I asked the question that everyone makes me:

- Have you married?

I'm used to ask me and I said:

- Yeah, like 2 times but did not work and here I am back, you know how hard it is to keep the marriage and she now -day a somewhat cynical smile.

then tells me she is not married but this year old boyfriend grabbed a "Marriageable" and "serious proposals" to be married for 25 years and have two, so she IS getting married before the age of 26! (Or SEEA). Actually I'm glad if you want more than pleased to get married before 26, may their marriage if it works. But as I sometimes say men marry when they want to marry but not the right woman, some women do the same ... We all know, before they go to the train! Fallacies

! ... Better change the subject.

will not know how when you turn 30, I think it's not going to matter, if I ever ... And what is the classic question of job interviews: How do you see yourself in five years? The truth you always think in professional development and material possessions, those who are married also have to do to reassure his family and I imagine they think about it: his family. I have not thought about having family and is not something I lose sleep (my insomnia is coffee while ago jojo ). Maybe at 35 I start to worry that never melts my own capitalist enterprise to unseat Bill Gates ( ja ja ) or at least Slim . Anyway it does not matter much now for 9 years and still missing a few months to put me think about it.

Just remember:

'll never be younger than you are now (no 's po si), every minute get older and you learn something new, try to live every minute and feel every second. As I read once, humans get sick to death at birth, so do not take life so seriously, in the end will not come out of it alive;)

Besos.

* This post was previously published in the blog of my dear Ann for the festival swinger, in mid-October, so it will perform in a few months back ... 25!

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YEAR .. AND WE ACA ..

Who knew what started exactly a year ago as a therapy to express many of my ways thinking and being able to sleep due to constant insomnia, which already exceeds happily. - I would be standing so far:)

usually not very consistent but thanks to this wonderful means I could express to everyone and I can happily say that I will continue with this task.

Thanks to all who read and commented me, the friends of the university that gave me ideas to post and told me that thanks to my sarcasm had a good time.

this blog, I will always remember for certain post that got me into trouble ... so that happens.

Thanks to all .. another year and here we go ... despite the new obligations prevent me from posting followed

year begins with new challenges and things, this blog again but will continue to change image with enthusiasm.

Not much to say ... Greetings

Sophie ..