Fyrnetics Smoke Alarm Beeping

My job was done.

had to find another with trouble on my part, no trouble from him.

Marinovio I looked at could not believe how he managed to be calm, always.

How not send everything to the devil when things did not go as expected.

did not I would send me to hell when it was unbearable.

When I am on those days I can not stand or my shadow (because I'm human and occasionally I have bad humor), I take refuge in reading.

Sometimes I do it through a book, and others through the web. Leo

their blogs, sometimes I comment on the spot and others, back then (with more batteries) and leave my impression of what is read.

I also internal virtual world that brings me a link to another, and fall into incredible pages, or I read all the gossip magazines virtual (Firsts and, soon, Paparazzi, Editorial Perfil, etc).

And in the late afternoon, my bad mood disappears and recovery hopes to get something, you can meet my goals and obligations.

is an arduous task, but I can not afford to be with ass face when my daughter comes home from school. She deserves my attention and I listen tooooooooodo what he tells me about their school day (read: friends, teachers, kids, homework, etc).

Going back to pages you read, I found that I'd like to share with you, I hope you like it:

Paradoxes life

1. Paradox of Feelings (And logic): "The heart has reasons that reason does not understand" (Pascal).

2. Paradox of Blindness: "The essential is invisible to the eye. Only seen with the heart "(The Prince).

3. Improvisation paradox: "The best improvisation is properly prepared."

4. Paradox of Culture: "Television is a source of culture, every time someone turns it on I go to the next room to read a book" (Groucho Marx).

5. Help paradox: "If someone want a job done ask Him who is busy: he that is without doing anything will tell you do not have time."

6. Money paradox: "He was so poor, so poor, so poor that all he had was money."

7. Paradox of Time, "Go slowly that I have a hurry."

8. Paradox of Technology: "Technology us closer to or further away and distance us from the nearest "(Michele Norsa).

9. Paradox of Meaning: "Do not arrive before you go faster but who knows where it goes" (Seneca).

10. Paradox of Happiness, "While we are objectively better than ever, subjectively we are deeply dissatisfied" (José Antonio Marina).

11. Wisdom Paradox: "Anyone who knows a lot, listen, who knows little speech. Who knows much question, who knows little sentence. "

12. Paradox of Generosity: "The more you give, the more we receive."

13. Paradox of Knowledge: "Man seeks answers to find questions."

14. Quotidian paradox: "The smallest is the greatest thing."

15. Paradox of Silence: Silence is the loudest "(Schopenhauer).

16. Paradox Expert: "There is nothing worse than an expert to avoid progress in a field."

17. Paradox of Wealth "is not the richest but most have the least need."

18. Baby Paradox: "Who do you want to make you suffer."

19. Enjoy Paradox: "We suffered too much for what little bit we need and enjoy how much we have" (Shakespeare).

This was taken from: http://www.elblogalternativo.com/2008/12/11/20-paradojas-de-la-vida/

Reading

each of the items, I discovered the following:

Point 1: I experienced it firsthand.

Item 4: This seems to me, GREAT!

Item 5: I saw it! It's true!

Item 6: My former employer, the chemicals. His faithful portrait.

Item 8: I must admit that is true ...

Item 11: Another truth that made me think ...

Item 12: Sometimes yes, sometimes not.

Item 13: It happened, so I stopped question both.

Item 15: Sometimes, my silence was desperate cries.

Item 19: This is like my click when I went to see our friend .

Many times I felt that someone was practicing shooting with me, and had the perfect aim to hit straight to my heart.

Last year I felt the "slam" on my right side parental household sector (and I shit on them! I say this with anger because I miss when I remember so many slights), conflicts with my psycho ex, Marilu's departure, that of our friend ... I do not want to continue listing it hurts a lot.

But taking this paradox "We suffered too much for what little bit we need and enjoy how much we have," I prefer to leave out "little" (as in my case, I missing is TOO) and stay with the teaching of values \u200b\u200band enjoy what I have, which is much.

I will not say I be overcome and that life smiles at me, because lie, and I will not say that my mind is always the best because it is not.

But at least try to look again, graciously, to the glass that is half and consider the following:

is half full!

Connecting My Book To Tv

few days and I (2 º parte)

Everything was confusing.

tried not to think, no reason, let alone remember.

did not want to look back and see where it knew Santi.

This love gave us blame them. For the memories, so many things!

Santi When I had confessed that his feelings had changed, that day, I remember that, among other things, I said

- I do not turn, what happens, who is now? Marce?

had been the girlfriend of his best friend (Diego), which was the godfather of his daughter.

had also been with Gus, the brother of her current best friend Marc.

did not want to feel that way, but I watched closely as a control that walked hand in hand, or from body to body. And always in the same circle.

feared this was only a fever but was awake because his confession.

And the sad thing is that I knew that if things went bankrupt, lost more than a friend.

Many times my ex I questioned the fact that I was not risking anything.

And it's true.

Since my separation with my pig ex-husband, I decided to step firm. Not only for me but for my daughter.

Santiago

know my daughter since she was in my belly and loves her dearly.

On that side there was no problem, but worth it ... take the plunge and risk a friendship and loyalty of years??

Media drunk as he was that night, I tried to take away all of my mind. My head never stops, never stops.

And I was amazed and appalled at what I refused to acknowledge.

- Come? - Santi asked, extending his hand.

knew that if I accepted your invitation, it would be all or nothing.

And the heart prevailed over reason.

We left the bowling alley, nervous, with many things in our heads, but with the conviction that what we felt was not fuck, and if we risked, we had to work hard in this regard.

- Want to be my girlfriend?

God, how did you not hear a formal proposal as well!

After twenty, with a separation and a daughter in tow, gave things for granted.

- I want, but I talk about living together!

Santi knows that there will not hook up! At least for now.

Our fundamental basis for this relationship laid him

- I want to be friends above anything. That if we spoke all, that is maintained.

- And if you break the relationship? You know I'm not friends with my ex.

- Why do you talk to an end when not even begin to write the foreword. Learn how to live day by day, and handle situations when they arise. I think bitter in advance for something that has not happened yet, is to waste energy in vain when you can transfer that same energy into enjoying the present. And when we have our crisis, I know I need to be alone, I should not pressure you and when you miss, you need to fix it all, for better or for worse.

He knows me better than anyone else, no doubt about it.

And he took a chance to live fully this feeling that began to emerge strongly. Perhaps it was always there, asleep.

Santi is a poet. Both said we had to grow and have our own experiences when we met, know how to differentiate superficial from deep. And we love so much, we would do everything possible not harm the other.

- You know everything about me, what mystery can have in our relationship? - I asked.

- and why we want to have mystery? Mystery was already among us, we got to know during these two decades almost, I thought how good it is to start with benefits!

For each question, an answer was pulling down the barriers that I insisted on lifting.

Our first it was a beautiful and tender disaster.

And the first morning that I wanted to kill me share.

The day after the first time ever I feel shame.

Call me silly, but it affects that person (who saw me without clothes) I look in the light of day.

And haunt me all the complex!!

Santi remember I got up before (always am) and made breakfast (always does, but sometimes I catch).

When I woke up, I wanted to escape to the shower and did not see me.

Al fart. Everything is to fart with Santi, hahaha!

He entered with the tray, I wanted to flee and I was hooked to the clothing was scattered everywhere and I sat down to fret!

remember his eyes. I was amazed, haha!

cautiously, trying not to look at me and said:

- I leave you alone for a while, so let me know when you finish breakfast, dale?

Is a Saint!

Then would come the pose, the bleach with the rest. But there were three people who care:

1 - Diego's brother who wanted Santi, and even adopted as a brother.

2 - Gustavo, although not close to Santi, were known and sought.

3 - Santiago's ex, we never banks too, which I always was jealous (at least since the death of Diego) and each time he breathed found out that I was with someone.

Sympathy Messages Loss Or Mother

Santi and I (1 º parte)

Year 2009

Our friends had fixed idea that both James and I were wasting our lives by not being together , as a couple.

Santiago was clear his feelings but I feared, reasonably, accept mine because there was much at stake.

But as the days passed, I realized (I'm stupid but not so much) that began to rediscover my great friend.

Suddenly, Santi began to seem more attractive than usual. It was always a pretty skinny, but I was immune to his charms.

And so I found myself on more than one occasion, lost in her eyes, her mouth, her body ...

"Stop right there," I told myself!

"It's my friend, Sam!", Reminded me again and again.

And this she did unwittingly, but James had two points in its favor:

1: Thanks to the information profession drew me immediately.

2: I knew too.

One night we went out to celebrate single women, the birthday of our friend Brisa. After

would join our friends and boyfriends / husbands of the other.

At first I was going, but the girls insisted that came out to celebrate the fact that some issues were being accommodating.

could not refuse, plus the Gripe A nos tuvo encerradas por largo tiempo.

Copas más, copas menos, sumado el show gatuno de hombres, más la alegría de estar con mis amigas, me aflojaron el pico.

Y me tomé hasta el agua de los floreros, casi.

No llegué al punto de arrastrarme, ni perder la conciencia, pero estaba cerca.

Y en un momento dado, me vi bailando muy piola arriba de unas tarimas, cerquita de uno de los caños (esos que usan los strippers).

We were all happy, jajajaa, and I remember the time when we spotted the boys.

Moreover, their eyes wide open, hahaha!

- are drunks! - Said, tenderly, Marce.

- Pau, Pasha, for fi - I whispered Santi.

- Stop fooling around, come, you got gunpoint - was my answer.

I felt daring, jajajaa, indeed, I had taken the courage to flirt with James ...!

always say that all the nonsense that we do for boys, we make as adults.

always behave in a stupid way I hated being an adult.

And suddenly, I was doing everything criticized!

I had the pleasure to Santi to lose that blessed stage, but asked him to help me.

Indeed, this stage was high and my super tacos could send all my glamor to the devil.

very gallant, he helped me down (can not remember how I came up, I think that a friend gave me his hand and lifted me up, jajaajja).

I leaned my hands on his shoulders, as so often did in the past, but this time I thought were beautiful. Broad, strong ...

And going down, my head was stuck in his chest. It was the same breast that had held on many occasions, my tears, but at the same time, it felt different.

His arms held me, not rushing me, gave me security.

And I started laughing out loud!

Yes, friends @ s, in fart I'm a mess!

and nerves betrayed me!

- What causes you laugh? - I asked, ducking his head to meet my eyes.

- Everything and nothing - I said.

That night, Santi also drank more.

danced reggaeton!!

Those who know him know that he is a man of rock, indeed, when he was a musician, it was inspired Ac / Dc.

But having a teenage daughter has forced him to support other musical styles.

So we both sensually dancing to the music.

I like everything. While I love the rock, when I go, whatever you dance.

No I am a great dancer, but plenty of cheek on me!

And with a drink on or tell them!

So imagine this situation: both "happy" to rub, but feeling much control too.

And she.

Gradually, unhurriedly, with a little histeriqueo, our mouths were sought, they were surprised, they tried to recognize, began to be explored.

was the best kiss he gave me because I was full of sweetness. Santi

not rushed, it was all the time in the world to make that first contact was special.

After that first kiss, was succeeded by other cortitos, mischievous, laughing.

were both foolish to the great discovery.

How Could My 5month Got A Throat Infection?

Cumpleblog N º 2! Approaching

My dear corner, which was called " Shared Stories", is now beginning to move its second year of life!

I never imagined it would come to this instance.

There were times when I posted like a madwoman, others where I called silence, and lately, I write when I can.

In these two years I spent a lot of things good and bad where UDS was my contention, my breath, and shook me a virtual hug that I assure you, pierced monitor!

I will not deny that my mind has not passed the idea of \u200b\u200bclosing this space, and that I wanted to give the finishing touch by counting the end of my life, my current personal moment, but I also got a little sad the idea of \u200b\u200bgiving the ok to "delete" button.

Fortunately (at least for me), I decided to reach that goal, updating my biography up close today and no I do not want to lose them.

and honoring the name of this blog today to share my stories with UDS how well I do!

I have in mind to open another space where I can be freer to express myself, where I left to take care in word, jajajajaa, because that's me!

foul-mouthed, rebellious, respectful, without masks, comprehensive, direct, etc!

Of course, Marinovio left out of this blog and I say here, publicly jaajajajja!

Fortunately, it is a sensational type that lets me be, I can fly and not clipped my wings, but there are things that it does not!

So this second year of existence in the blog I am delighted to full, and the prospect of the creation of another (if the weather is nice, although it is not feasible).

THANKS SO AFFECTION, UNDERSTANDING, FRIENDSHIP, BREATH, BUENA ONDA!!

TO ALL!

Those who came and stayed, to those who left, those who go quietly, those who comment from time to time, the commenters provided, which discuss when they can! !

I was lucky that people did not get screwed up or misplaced, that few harmful comments and many constructive.

I stay with a nice balance and I will not get tired of saying THANKS!

A kiss and a hug to everyone!!