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1. Can you cook?
2. What was your dream growing up?
3. What talent do you wish you had?
4. Favorite place?
5. Favorite vegetable?
6. What was the last book you read?
7. What zodiac sign are you ?
8. Any Tattoos and/or Piercings?
9. Worst Habit?
10. Do we know each other outside of lj?
11. What is your favorite sport?
12. Negative or Optimistic attitude?
13. What would you do if you were stuck in an elevator with me?
14. Worst thing to ever happen to you?
15. Tell me one weird fact about you:
16. Do you have any pets?
17. Do you know how to do the macarena?
18. What time is it where you are now?
19. Do you think clowns are cute or scary?
20. If you could change one thing about how you look, what would it be?
21. Would you be my crime partner or my conscience?
22. What color eyes do you have?
23. Ever been arrested?
24. Bottle or Draft?
25. If you won $10,000 dollars today, what would you do with it?
26. What kind of bubble gum do you prefer to chew?
27. What 's your favorite bar to hang at?
28. Do you believe in ghosts?
29. Favorite thing to do in your spare time?
30. Do you swear a lot?
31. Biggest pet peeve?
32. In one word, how would you describe yourself?
33. Will you repost this so I can fill it out and do the same for you?

  Ok, I know it´s been a while since the last time I posted, mostly because I use this account to keep an eye on my ljfriends and on the stories, but having seen Vegas yesterday, I had to post. It won´t be a spoiler post, not really, cause all I have is a question, for those who saw the ep.
  (here be the part where the spoiler would be, so, if you don´t want to read, skip it, cause I don´t know how to do a lj cut)
  Was it me, or for the first time ever we were told that Sheppard - all right, it was Sheppard in another reality, but Sheppard nonetheless - is gay? Cause I´m pretty sure that when Rodney is talking with him about that field doctor he went to rescue, he said "you knew him personally? You two were involved?" Or I heard it wrong?
  Please, I wanna know. Cause if I´m right, it means that all of these years we knew what we were talking about, and although it took almost five years, it´s good to be vindicated.

So, hubbie is out for the weekend and took the little princess with him. They went to see my brother-in-law, who had the crazy idea of living in a one horse town in the middle of nowhere. 5 hours from here actually. Not that far, but, man, what a boring place does he live in. But, you know how it is, there´s no matter for taste.
So, I have the house for myself. Me and Zeke, that is, but him being just two months old doesnt take much room. And after having a bubble bath, watch a movie (Waitress, not so funny as they say and def not a romantic movie) I´m making myself some french fries and popping in another one of the movies I cannot watch when hubbie is around. I have The Nannies Diaries, The Big Tease and Enchanted, although I think Enchanted he would enjoy he likes fantasy stories, even more if they are funny...

I´ve just read that the flask of Nutella I´m wolfing down is made with non-fat milk... *laughs her head off* It reminded me of a t-shirt I saw that said that you couldn´t get the flu from a nuclear bomb.

So, here I am, trying to plan a vacation. It´s not easy, not easy at all, when all the places you want to go are booked. *shakes head* Damn it. So, I think that we´ll have to go to the expensive one, which of course, still have rooms available. Oh, the horror. Cause, you know, we all like to go to expensive places and all, but in the end, the budget take as to the cheaper ones. This time, the shear need of going away has bludgeoned our wallet into submission and we are throwing the money away... Or at least to this people, hoping the give us a good time. *crosses fingers* for the money we are about to pay, we ask for forgiveness.

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There´s so much to read, so much to do that I never have time to post an entry of my own. I just browse through all the journals of the people I care (lavvyan, sorry about your dad, I´ll pray for him) and there goes the day. It doesn´t help that this days Im trying to translate and subtitle Eddie Izzard Dress to Kill for my father, who likes stand up comedians (if brits better) but cannot understand a word they are saying... Well, maybe two or three words, but that´s it.
On my life, I gotta say that I went to the dentist, and boy, do I feel hurt. He was nice, cute eyes, which is a plus if you have to stare at them for an hour! But no matter how cute the eyes, when the anesthesia wore off I could have scratched them out.
Anyway. 
I´ve started watching Reaper, laughed my head off with Sock throwing a can to Sam to see if he have powers.
And even though I didn´t really like Chuck, I think he and Casey are way slashable.
Meanwhile, hubbie and I are planning our holidays. Since his boss is away and he´s in charge of the office right now, we don´t know when are these holidays gonna take place, but I´m doing my homework about hotels and resorts in the places we wanna go. Hopefully, the place I want isn´t going to be full. I hate the No Vacancy email.

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The other day, browsing around, I found this place. If you like gay themed movies, this guy is your man.

  Hey, I watched Heroes, from ep 1 till 4. I´m a happy gal. I have the other two on my to do list, but whatever. 
  My hubby won the argument and we´ll take baby Zeke out of the master bedroom and into his own. I hate that. First, cause he´s like, a month, and second because I´ll have to walk all the way to his room to feed him, and although the other room it´s not on the far end of this big castle, at three in the morning the walk down the hall is like the green mile. But, well, it´s for the greater good. The kid has this habit of whimper, and groan, and whatever all through the night, and even though I don´t really mind and sleep through everything (except when he is hungry, I got the mummy radar, which notice the subtle difference between a groan and a groan), hubby is dying here, hence the need to put some between them. The other night I was finally blissfully asleep when H shook me up just to ask me if I really could sleep through all that racket ... I looked at him like he had lost his mind (a point still debatable) turned around and tried to get to sleep again. Of course, it was impossible. My H it´s the kind of guy that if he can´t sleep, nobody can. He has some good things, I love it when he makes breakfast and sets the table with jams, and butter, and bread, and tea and all the knick knacks. But the sleep thing... not a big fan, no.

All right, I´m bored out of my skull. That´s what you get when you are on maternity leave, stuck in a house with a baby and a toddler, and your hubbie and all your friends have jobs till late on the afternoon/evening. What´s a girl to do? And I can´t take them to the park cause the little princess, who is actually more of a little indian, has this thing of running away, and it´s kind of impossible to run after her with the baby on tow. Just picture it, me, screaming like a mad woman, pushing a pram, while this little girl who is no more than 3 feet tall laughs like she isn´t the devils spawn and runs even faster. 
Little kids with strong personalities. Yep, that´s what I have here. 
You know, I love my kids, really, I´ll die for them, but sometimes, specially at four am, if someone would come to me and say C´mon, I´ll trade them for three magic beans... I´d think about it. I´d be all, what? At least they are magic beans. What have you done besides making milk come out of your nose?
On the TV front, I´m way behind Heroes. Again, kids fault. I have all the eps, but I haven´t had the time to watch them, and isn´t that annoying?
 

MEME: The first fifteen people to comment on this post get to request a drabble from you. In return, they have to post this meme in their journal. Post all fandoms you’re willing to write for.

By the way, seeing that I´m not an english person by default, maybe my english is going to be a little off, but seeing that I wanted Annie </a></font></b></a>to write me a Sports Night drabble I suppose I have to pay up.

Fandoms I´m willing to write: Heroes (Nathan/Peter) SGA (Rodney/John) The Rundown (Beck/Travis) Scrubs (dr Cox/JD) Sports Night (Dan/Casey) Studio 60 (Matt/Danny) and whichever you like. If I can´t, I´ll tell.

All right, I'm back. I'm pretty sure no one miss me cause I was like ten seconds in the LJ community before my nausea towards the computer forced me to leave. Pregnancies are weird things. I felt nausea when watching children shows, I felt nausea in front of the pc, I felt nausea eating ice cream, but I could wolf down hundreds of pickled onions without batting an eyelash. Go figure.
Well, but now the kid is out and I´m back to my old charming little self. Or I will as soon as I get some sleep, which is not on the menu for at least a couple of years... Between the whimpers of the new boy and the groans of the hubbie cause of the whimpers of the new boy my nights are long... and not very restful, nope. At least the two year old princess sleeps like a log... until seven am I don´t hear a pip from her room. Seven am... What the hell was I thinking when I decided to have kids...? Oh, wait, I wasn´t...

So, after a whole week of feeling like crap and blaming the wisdom tooth, I finally find out the truth. I´M PREGNANT again! And it´s good, it´s awesome, I wanted a second child and all... But if the first pregnancy was something of a guide, this is gonna be a trip. I spend the whole nine freaking month with nauseous, and seeing that this is what´s happening now, I don´t have any reason to doubt this time will be different. Taking that out, it was cool, I only gain 30 pound (12 kilos, not sure about the pound system and all). But the really annoying thing about the nausea thing is that I tend to associate it with things, not just foods, and seeing that the last week every time I sat at the pc I felt ill, now just seeing the computer makes me queasy. So, my time on the computer is gonna be severely short down. Which is a shame, cause I really enjoy reading fic. Hopefully, I´ll find a way of surpass this.
But, hey I´m PREGNANT!!

So I´ve been having troubles with my wisdom tooth for six days in a row now. It´s the first time that the SOB takes that long to heal. I´m virtually stupid cause of all the painkillers. And I now, it´s just a tooth, but the little bugger has this insidious way of hurting in your jaw, your ear, your neck, your entire head, till you are nothing but a giant pulse of pain. Boy, am I cranky today. Even though it´s finally subsiding.
On the bright side, I finally watched "Company Man" and even though it didn´t have the Flying Petrellis on it, it was a damn fine episode. I won´t say anything for those of you who haven´t seen it, but it had me in tears by the end of it. Damn you Mr Bennett... I know I´m a week behind, but seeing that it´s a show that it´s not on TV in my country, I think I´m pretty much on schedule.
I´m babysitting an on line test. The girl who is taking the test is three computers to my left and she has brought a lot of candy to keep her company through the endless rows of Multiple Choice questions. Me and my tooth watch her with ill disguise envy.

I heard this song a couple of days ago. It´s the first time I heard someone singing about this subject, which is that dreaded time of the month for women everywhere. I thought it was a beautiful song, so I wanted to share it. Here is the URL to the video in You Tube  http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RUNTTBZfBzU
, I think the woman in it is gorgeous, and below are the lyrics. 

So, I screwed up my shoulder the other night. How did I do that, would you ask? Well, it could have been in a very nice way... except, of course, it wasn´t. It was more of the sort where I fall of the bed, bump with the bed, my arm decided that it wants to stay on the bed while at the same time the rest of my body hits the floor. Hence, my shoulder, where the arm meets the collarbone it´s giving me hell. Not enough to go to the doctor, but enough to put it on a sling and having around a bottle of aspirin.
Of course, my boyfriend says that what actually happened is that I kneeled on the bed and then I took a dive to the floor. Seeing that I was dreaming about Rosario (my kid) trying to cross the road, that would be ... plausible... On the other hand, he was sleeping next to me, what could he know? It´s not like I started screaming or something... at least I don´t think so... Whatever...

Well, back from the trip. How can a simple trip, touch and go, can be so tiresome? Maybe if you add to the mix a flat tire in the way there and a flat tire on the way back? That actually beat the odds, ain`t it? Whatever, we got there an hour late, the ceremony was nice, the baby was cute, etc etc. The hotel was good, the breakfast tasty and the back on the road to get back here... an hour late. I was beaten by the time I got here.

So, Valentine´s was good. Seeing that my boyf was going to be away for the holiday cause he had to go visiting his brother in San Martin, that is a town 300 km from here, we had our Valentine´s dinner early. And he cooked. And he arrange the table in the balcony, with candles, and flowers and all that. It was rather sweet. 
And now I´m all alone in the house. Well, not all alone, the munchkin is with me, but seeing that she can only speak a handful of word and half of them are in her own language, I´m gonna safely assume that there are better conversationalists out there. 
The weather keeps changing. We were being roasted alive a couple of days ago, and know the temperature dropped like a dead donkey and we are freezing our asses off. I´m not sure how long my health is gonna stand this unhealthy attack. And, here it comes, I can feel it... Yes, the mother... the grandmother of all sneezes has rained on my parade. I´m doomed. And more so cause this saturday I´m traveling to meet my boyf in San Martin for my nephew's baptism. I hate to travel with a cold. Don´t think anybody likes it. What saves all this is that San Martin is a nice little town, in the middle of the mountains, with a swiss air, with it´s crisp air, it´s wooden cottages, it´s chocolate houses.
Whatever. I´ll sulk in my house, watching romantic movies and eating tons of ice cream, taking advantage of not having someone telling things like "Really, are you gonna watch/eat that?"