Sunday, March 30, 2008

The Babies

♥Ahhh... the babies went home tonight.

For a while there will be no bedtime stories, no double blessings before bed, no Spanish lessons, no unhealthy snacks eaten with a smile, no hugs and kisses just because we love them and they love us.

The babies spent their spring break with us; we are dog-tired, but ever so happy to have had them 24 hours a day for a full week.

They fill us with laughter, amazement and magic. They fill us with unconditional love, they fill us...

Come back soon beloved babies. Papi and Guga love you with all of their old hearts. ♥♥♥♥

Friday, March 21, 2008

Wide Awake

This style of mine, is going to kill me one of these days.
Its been almost a week since I had a full night’s sleep. And worst of it all, I don’t want to go to bed... not at night al least! Nothing like sleeping from six in the morning to one in the afternoon! And then staying up for the next eighteen hours, and while everyone is getting their ZZZZ’s, I read, and play games, watch TV, and write stuff, and even do those darned chores that truly elude me during daytime hours. I guess, I must enjoy it while I can. After all I am looking for a job.....

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

TO MY VALEN

BROWN, CHESTNUT BROWN,
MAPLE BROWN, CHOCOLATE BROWN,
CEDAR BROWN, COFFEE BEAN BROWN,
I AM BROWN.
PROUDLY BROWN.
BADGE WEARER BROWN.
WOULD NOT WANT TO BE ANY OTHER THAN BROWN.
BROWN DEEP DOWN.

CRYSTALLINE SKIN, ROSY CHEEKS
FAIREST OF THEM ALL,
SHE LOOKS NOTHING LIKE BROWN.
CAME OUT OF MY WOMB, BROWN
MY BROWN WOMB, BROWN.
BEAN EATER BROWN,
BADGE WEARER BROWN.

SHE IS TRULY BROWN,
HER LOVING HEART BROWN,
BROWN LOVER, BROWN;
DON’T WANT TO BE ANY OTHER THAN BROWN.
BROWN DEEP DOWN.

Monday, March 17, 2008


I must renew my passport. Who knows, maybe I will win "The Wave’s Trip to Anywhere in the World", and I won’t be able to go to my dream destination anytime soon, because my passport is not good anymore. I have been trying to take the darn picture, but Bobe keeps telling me that the pictures I have taken are not good. I guess he wants to see me looking good, but what can I do? I am what I am, Sam I am...


You know how I look now, you have seen my most recent picture in my profile...

and this was me twelve years ago, in my old passport picture.

I think that more than a new photographer, what I need here is a time machine !!

You be the judge.

Monday, March 3, 2008

Gabi



Her big caramel eyes

her inteligent stories

my brother's daughter