because everybody loves pictures...

Looks like Morticia decided to do some laundry...

Yes... life is hard for Luka...

As you can see, we are all lovin' the new house. It still needs decoration... I hardly find time to put up all the things we have, but it's slowly looking better and more like a home, less like a house :)

I'll try and find more time to post and visit blogs, but it's getting harder and harder. Hopefully we will get ourselves a kickass laptop soon so I can do these kinda things from home

I'm thinking of making this blog more like a diary thing, a place where I can go back years from now and see how things were when it all started. Or I'll probably just do it in another blog, with limited access for only my friends... dunno, I'll think it over the weekend and see how it goes :)

<3 to all!!

yeah, I'm alive

and happier than ever :-)

SO much has happened lately I don't even know where to begin.

So, looooong story short; I've lost tons of weight, bobbed my hair, moved in with Ron, got a kick ass promotion at the office and am too damn happy about the way my life is 'evolving'.

Can't complain about anything at all, really. Well, the only thing that bothers me is that I can't really blog from the office :( and I miss my blog-friends a lot.

Well, hopefully we will be buying a laptop come xmas (yey!!) so I'll hopefully blog more regularly then, and visit you guys more often.

I hope y'all are doing great, miss you tons!!!


<3

Cherry

For my costarican readers

I know you will enjoy this, specially if you are as old as me :) For those of you that are not in the paradise that Costa Rica is... these are old 80´s commercials that I saw growing up.

Enjoy!



(I still remember the lyrics for that one up there)





I used to run to bed as soon as I heard that Comelon comercial *sigh*






You guys outside CR will love this one above, shows how beautiful our country is (not as old but damn good)



and... South Park in Costa Rica LOL Bren I know you will have a kick out of this one if you can hear what they say

♥

Update!!

I'm alive and with a new job. I'll be having regulated internet access from here so I *hope* to be updating (and visiting!!!) blogs more often

until then, lotsa love to all of you guys

♥

Ah guess it's aboot time...

for me to update this little corner of my mind. Thank you from the bottom of my soul to those of you that worried about me; that meant a lot to me.

damn... this might be long... I'll try to cut it short.

so everything turned out fine after the operation. Also, I've been exercising *almost* every day since I had it; I know my heart is appreciating that a lot. Oreo and I take a 1 hour "tour" around a local university and we're having a blast doing it, I'm even getting a little tanned LOL

The very first day that I went back to the office after my operation I checked my job's personal email only to find out that my boss got into it and deleted a whole week's worth of personal emails. I told that bitch lady via IM that what she did was illegal, and explained why ((we have a law against that in the country)). She didn't even answer and just stepped out of the office. 30 minutes later the HR guy called me to tell me I was fired. He said the bitch lady told him that "management" had "decided that my position was no longer needed". And they fired me while I was on disability leave, which is illegal as well.

Lemme tell you... the moment he told me I was fired I was speechless, and the stab in the back didn't let me think clearly... but after thinking it for a minute or two, I realized the HUGE favor that the bitch lady just did for me.

Allow me to explain...

The company I worked for ((which *used* to be a very respectable online-poker company)) is sinking. Things have been going downhill for the last year, she fired the wrong people, hired the wrong people, along a million other stupid things she has done. I was honestly staying there 'cause I did nothing but surf the web and play nintendo on the weekends and got paid good money.

Why is that a favor? since I was on disability leave I collected disability money for one month. I got paid for 2 weeks and only worked one. The company had to "compensate" me for kicking me out like that; which gave me a nice fat check. I used part of that check to pay off a credit card I had ((and canceled that motherfucker)), to finish paying a loan I had, and *hopefully* pay at least half of another card I have.

((Then the computer at home died and I was offline for a while))

So I got my ass to find a new job, which I've been wanting to do for the last year, and it looks like I found me little jewel. It's just 200 meters away from where I worked with the bitch lady, and they have all the benefits you can imagine and more: doctor, dentist, ob-gyn, psychologist, therapists, spas, insurance, discounts... The pay is not as good as the last place, but they have a production-based point system where you earn your own raise and bonuses, plus lots of opportunities to grow. I started last week and I'm loving it so far.

so... that's basically why I haven't been around. It was about time for me to spend some time away from the computer and I surely enjoyed that. I did miss you guys a lot tho ♥

I guess you won't be seeing much of me around here; I'll try to do a blog-round later on the week.

big kitty kisses

Alive and well

Thank you all ((except UAS)) for the good wishes. I had my operation done after a big scare. They prepared me and all to go to the OR and as I was waiting on the pre-anesthesia room they discovered I was suffering from arrhythmia. And obviously the moment they told me it became even worse because I got so worried. They canceled the operation and made me stay Friday night in the hospital so they could watch over me and so I could get some heart tests on Saturday morning. I was barely able to sleep, not only because the nurses go into your room every 2 hours or so, but because I was EXTREMELY scared it was something serious.

So Saturday morning we wake up (my mom was staying in the hospital with me) and I hoped into a wheelchair and was taken downstairs for the test. Thankfully I took the test ((I think it's called a cardiac stress test)) and everything turned out just fine. It seems like I have the arrhythmia when I'm resting and it goes away when I exercise; the heart doctor says it's not normal but it's not harmful and I can live with it, don't need to take any medication or anything.

So after this the operation was rescheduled for that same day at 2pm. Mind you, I was fasting since 8am on Friday and they only let me drink some tea Friday night. Long story short; they operated me, I left the hospital on Sunday around 3pm and been @ my parent's ever since. I'm about to die 'cause I'm missing Red and the kitties SO much... Red spent a lot of time with me on the hospital and came here yesterday and spent almost all day with me but it's not the same... and my babies, I can't wait to see Luka and squeeze the hell outta him.

The operation turned out great, I have 5 incisions on my tummy and they are all bruised but they don't hurt much, and when they do I take this AWESOME pain med that takes the pain away in like 5 minutes. I was extremely useless basically until today; now I can seat and stand up by myself and the doc ok'd today for me to go back to the office on Monday. I'm so not thrilled to go back but what the hell.

The one that's been getting a ball out of this is my little Oreo as he's been by my side 24/7 :)

Hope y'all are doing fine, I've missed you tons!

Lots of love ♥

Offline for a while

Hi guys

I'm gonna be offline for about a week or so, hopefully less. I'm getting a surgical procedure done on Friday and I'll be out of the office ((hopefully)) for one week. If I feel good enough I'll post an update from home as soon as I can.

Don't worry; it's nothing serious.

Don't have too much fun without me ;-)

My dad

My dad was never one to hug us as kids. It was a very weird feeling, ‘cause I remember my mom doing that all the time. Dad was always busy, always tired, always working. He left early every day to go to the office and sometimes he arrived past 8pm, which was too late for us as kids.

I always thought he didn’t love us.

He was always the one to punish us as kids; he was the one that spanked us. He was the one with the harsh words whenever we failed a course in school. He was the serious one.

I used to ask my mom for permissions and tell her about my day but I never talked to my dad. After years of arriving home late at night, when he was finally able to get home early all he did was read the paper while watching tv.

I never understood him, until now. I can only say thank you Lawd because it’s not too late and he's still by my side.

Oddly enough; I got to understand him talking to Red ((that’s one of the things I love the most about that tattooed guy; his sexy brains and the way he sees things, but that’s a topic for another post)). I understood why he got home so late, why he was always worried about us and why he wanted to know everything that was happening in our lives. I understood why he was going to court, why he got so “cheap” suddenly, why he was always mad or serious at least. I understood the years of counting pennies and nickels, the years of traveling abroad, the reasons why he would always say “no”, the reason why he wanted so badly for us to study and have a carrier. I understood the selling, the buying. Finally it all clicked inside my head.

We went to have lunch on Sunday. I woke up early on Tuesday and made a nice dinner for him. I stayed home yesterday and cooked a great Aztec soup which he loves and a Pistachio pie. I hugged him when I got home yesterday.

I finally see him as a human being, not like the evil person I thought he was when I was growing up. A human being with problems like all of us, but with the biggest heart and the best intentions ever.

One that has sacrificed his youth to make sure we will have a better life than his.

meme mimi momo... mumu?

How long does it take you to write a post?

Sometimes I spend the whole day writing it. I blog from the office 99.99% of the time and there’s a ton of things I do while I’m writing.

How do you like to do your posts; happy, entertaining, serious, etc?

that depends on what I’m blogging about. If I’m writing about something happy then the post is happy. If I’m depressed then the entry would be depressing.

when you are thinking about a post, do you think if the readers will like it or if they will be interested in it?

I honestly don’t care. I do love my readers and appreciate that they take the time to read what I write, but I’ve never written anything thinking if somebody will like it or not. It is my blog, it is my space to vent. I stopped worrying about what the others might think a long time ago :)

when you know what to post; do you have an outline of the post, or do you simply sit in front of the computer and… type?

I don’t have an outline. I post when I have something to say or when something is on my mind. I only plan the entry when I’m going to post a picture. Other than that; I sit and type

do you ask for help when you make, or think about a post?

Nope. If I’m writing about something in specific I might surf the net for more info, but that’s about it.

how long are your posts?

That is directly related to the space the subject is taking up in my mind.

what are your posts about?

Me, myself and I. If not, they are about what’s on my mind, what’s happening around me, what worries me, etc.

do you like to pre-visualize your posts before you publish them?

I don’t “pre-visualize” them; I do read them a couple of times to make sure what I write is not gibberish

finally; what’s a post for you?

a piece of my mind, my life and soul. A peek of what happens in the deepest parts of my brain. A way to vent, a place where I create the rules. A little bit o' Cherry, a little big o' Maggie

A little piece of me

Feel like doing it? go ahead :) I'm tagging Dave on this one

I woke up today thinking about somebody else
it's strange... he's my type of guy, he's a bad guy just like how I like'm
tattoos, piercings, tough guy look in his eyes
but at the same time... he is not...

he studies the same I did years ago, probably that has a lot to do in all this
we think alike
we like the same things
we work in the same damn place

but... that is all.
he's been on my mind, but not because I want to see him again.
just because I don't understand why
why does he say he needs to see me?
why does he give me that look?
I've never given him any "messages" or hints

it's so weird.
it's been a while since I saw that look
but last time I saw it; I melted
my knees shook... I couldn't hold myself
I couldn't get enough of him, and I still can't
his brain drove me crazy, and I just get crazier by the minute
I jumped into his arms and have been there ever since.
never been happier

this guy...
He is just some crazy guy like me
I know he doesn't care
I know what he wants, and I also know he is not getting it
this has happened before, and I know it will happen again.
people get hooked up with me because of the things I say
because of what I think and how I act.

I get text messages
my heart jumps, but not in a nice way
I'm... annoyed
he knows I'm taken
I know I ain't feeling anything
I'm not even curious



but the question is still on my mind
why...?