By doing nothing in the house?!!!
Este blog esta dedicado a mi, a las cosas que me gustan y a las que me disgustan. A las que me afectan y sobre todo a las que me hacen crecer como persona. Pido una disculpa a mis amigos (que son los unicos que lo leen,aunque lo escribo como si yo fuera un best seller) por los acentos no puestos, por las comas "comidas" y por las reglas ortograficas no incluidas aqui. Cuando escribo no pienso....mas bien escribo a la velocidad que pienso.
Thursday, July 23, 2015
Wednesday, July 15, 2015
You just need one reason
I'm sure you have heard that you shouldn't drink from a can... Well, well here is why.
Tuesday, July 7, 2015
2 years and 11 days…..
It's been 2 years 11 days and a few hours since I drink one of this. Before that day it was almost 24 years. This folks, it's not a frap, this is a Float…Oh yeah!
The day before my son was born I sent my husband for a pint of [wait] Haagen-Dazs plus one bottel of coke. And 33 sec after he brought it home I had my Float Fix. That day it was pure nervous plus uncontrollable huger. Today it was the fifth year old in me (balloons here please) that walk me to the ice-cream truck parked next to Klyde Warren Park. I was just going to get an old fashion ice-cream until (dramatic pause) until my eyes meet the perfect picture of the float.
Needles to say I felt a profound happiness while sipping my float fallowed by a what did I just do,? guilt, fallowed by a who cares,? ending in a Uff I'll do it again. I just don't want to wait another 2 years, 11 days and a few hours. Life is really, really short. Get out, find your float and sip it slow really slow…even make bubbles at the end with the straw.
See you soon.
The day before my son was born I sent my husband for a pint of [wait] Haagen-Dazs plus one bottel of coke. And 33 sec after he brought it home I had my Float Fix. That day it was pure nervous plus uncontrollable huger. Today it was the fifth year old in me (balloons here please) that walk me to the ice-cream truck parked next to Klyde Warren Park. I was just going to get an old fashion ice-cream until (dramatic pause) until my eyes meet the perfect picture of the float.
Needles to say I felt a profound happiness while sipping my float fallowed by a what did I just do,? guilt, fallowed by a who cares,? ending in a Uff I'll do it again. I just don't want to wait another 2 years, 11 days and a few hours. Life is really, really short. Get out, find your float and sip it slow really slow…even make bubbles at the end with the straw.
See you soon.
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