TSK, TSK, TSK!! Don't read this post without reading Part 1:
WEEKS GONE BY + WEEK 57 AND 58. Part 1.
By the way this post is not in order either. I really wish I could get it together. My brain is
out of order. My face...oh, my face!! I was hoping I would age more...ummm...gracefully?
But NO! Each day that passes by my facial deterioration accelerates at the speed of lightning.
Can someone explain to me those hairs on my chin? In my ears?
I cringe when I go to sleep, the thought of having to see my sagging face in the morinig is
enough to have nightmares! And each new day starts the same. I wake up. I go to the
bathroom. I look in the mirror. I scream. My reflection is...is...is...becoming unbearable.
I mean...gosh...I hardly recognize myself!!
Any of you have good night cream you can recommend?
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Belongs to: WEEK 58 Mar 1 - Apr 6
Ohio Road trip....
I thought I had more photos of the road trip. But then again I was driving. Hilda had my
camera. And if I learned anything in this trip is that my sister...who is so very talented
at EVERYTHING ...has an "Achilles tendon"!
Take a look at what happens when I say, "Hey, Hilda, since I am driving you are in charge of
the photos. Take photos...lots of them!!".
Result:
She's so....artistic! I love what's outside the window.
Oh, look it says..."There is an antenna in the middle of the sign".
Oh, my! The rear of the truck is to die for!!
Kentucky: Famous for race horses and fried chicken...but I will remember it for
that SPEED LIMIT 25 sign!
Great sign! And the STATE is?
WOW! The city view is.....umm.....WHERE?
After so many hours on the road, and so many great photos to remember the road trip,
I just had to shoot a photo, "Hilda style".
I did it!! I did a "Hilda style" !!
It's grand, isn't it?
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When I rewied my archives from Spain, I found these photos of my grandosn, Gabriel,
and I couldn't resist doing something with them...
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- "Mayra?" I called out from the kitchen."
- "Yes, Mom?", she responded sweetly from her bedroom.
- "What's Gabriel's favorite movie?", I said with a nonchalant tone.
- She came out of the bedroom and waved the DVD
at me. Then she rested her body against the frame of her bedroom door and smiled as
she said, "Oh, it's Ratatouille! The one about the little gourmet mouse! He loves it, Mom!"
-"Hmmm...Mayra, can you come to the kitchen for a moment?"
-"Sure Mom, I'll be right there!".
When she got to my side, next to the kitchen door, I took her hand and pulled her gently
into the kitchen. Then said...
"And EXACTLY how many times has Gabriel watched RATATOUILLE?"
Mayra said laughing, " Well, I guess he's seen it way too many times!!"
No wonder little Gabriel found BRIE to be so delicious!
