La madre que quiero ser!!!!

Hoy venía en el carro cuando de repente escuché una canción que ya hoy en el 2010 es del siglo pasado. Quien la canta y de quien es, no es lo que importa. El tema va de un hombre que le hace muchas preguntas a una mujer sobre otro hombre. Por mucho tiempo se pensó que la cancion iba de una infidelidad, hasta que el propio interprete decidió poner fin a las especulaciones y contó la historia verdadera.

Resultó que sí era de un hombre,pero no de un hombre celoso y dolido porque su mujer se había ido con otro. Era de un hombre que iba a extrañar mucho a su hija porque esta se iba a casar y por consiguiente a formar su propia familia. Ese tema me remontó a mi propia boda, a las que he visto por televisión y a la que en un futuro voy a tener que asistir como la mamá de la novia. Sin tener una varita mágica para ver el futuro, las imágenes que bailaron en mi cabeza fueron las clásicas de la novia caminando de la mano del padre hacia el altar, la de el novio esperando, la de las damas (grandes y chiquitas) y por supuestos las de la mamá del novio y de la novia. Es muy chistoso porque por más que trato de recordar algo diferente siempre me encuentro ante la misma escena. La mamá del novio sonrriente y estóica como titán y la mamá de la novia, llorando como magdalena que casi parece que en vez de estar en una celebración está en un funeral. Algunas tratan de disimular y se secan las lágrimas discretamente con panuelitos que al parecer ya vienen incluidos en los bolsitos de mano que todas llevan. Pero como siempre digo, las lágrimas siempre pasan más trabajo para quedarse dentro que para salir. Hasta ahora nunca había reparado en lo que ese torrencial de agua salada significaba y hoy a escasos tres meses de ver nacer a la que en un futuro (espero que decentemente lejano) se va a convertir en esa mujer de la canción, me pregunté, ¿qué clase de mamá de la novia quieres ser?

Con tanto tiempo para prepararme y para prepararla (para el matrimonio hay que estar preparados, y no hablo de cocinar y bordar como en los tiempos de antes, hablo de dialogar y respetar) decidí que quería ser una mamá diferente, una mamá que no tiene que estar en el primer banco de la inglesia como mandan los estatutos. Prefiero estar desde donde pueda ver y sonreirle a la novia, donde podamos intercambiar un guiño que, traducido al lenguaje de los hombres diga "estoy feliz y convencida de lo que estoy haciendo". Ese es el tipo de mamá que quiero ser. solo espero que no haya mucha diferencia entre la mamá que quiero ser y la mamá que voy a ser, después de todo, tantos millones de madres no pueden estar equivocadas.

Con mucho cariño para todas las mamás, las lloronas y las estóicas,

Lily

El triatlón es un deporte individual, todos sabemos eso. Es un deporte que llena mucho a los que lo hacemos y deja muy poco a los que solo miran. Los que lo practicamos no lo tomamos como algo pasajero o algo recreacional que es, según yo,como lo deberíamos tomar ya que es una cosa extracurricular y no nos pagan por eso. Pero no, un triatleta es alguien que dice "tengo que ir a entrenar" " tengo que tomar tal gel a tal hora" un triathleta no deja nada a la casualidad. Un gel mal tomado, una pastilla de sal no tomada a tiempo te puede mandar a la camilla con suero al final de una carrera o peor aun te puede hacer perder unos minutos visitando el baño o la acera para vomitar.Los triatletas no nos paramos a observar más que al de adelante en la bici para no chocar con él o pasarle. Y eso desde afuera se ve muy admirable.Se ven personas muy enfocadas que jamás hacen algo fuera de lo establecido o por elcontrario todo fuera de lo establecido. No es común encontrar a personas que en medio de una cena en sábado por la noche se nieguen una cerveza y un trasnochón in "The name of triathlon". Ahora del otro lado de las gradas siendo juez y no parte, he podido parpar lo que significa para los que rodean a este tipo de deportistas otra definición de la misma palabra.


Triatlón: adiós sábados y domingos durmiendo hasta las 8.00 am.

Adiós rumba después de las 10.00 pm cualquier día del anio. No importa si estas en season o off season.

Héchale mas agua a la sopa, los otros triatletlas com los que pasarás la mayor parte de tu tiempo dejan de ser "teamates" y se vuelven familia. Amén por eso.

Contrato de (adjetivo que quieras) para la pareja de un triathleta

.No mas café y periódico sábados en la mañana. Los tendrás, pero lo disfrutaras sola.

.Ama a las pastas mas que a ti mismas. Se volverán tu mejor amiga.

.Nunca le pases cerca, siquiera con la mirada a la carísima bicicleta.

.Tampoco te pongas celosa de que cuesta más que tu zapatos o bolsa.

.Acepta que en algo que se pasa tanto tiempo hay que invertir.

.No compitas con la cantidad de tenis que un triathleta debe tener. Los dos se quedarán en la ruina si cada vez que él cambia de tenis, tu compras bolsa.

.Acepta que tus vacaciones serán en lugares tan exóticos como cualquier lugar que tenga montañas para practicar subidas.

Y por último. Vuelvete amiga del equipo con los que entrena, oirás mas de ellos que de los amigos del trabajo. De hecho en el trabajo tendrá pocos amigos debido a que ha perdido el interés por cualquier cosa que no sea el triatlón.

Si eres compañera de un triathleta y no te has unido al equipo, aprendete lo de arriba y no sufras, al fin y al cabo es mejor a que se vayan a emborrachar a un antro.

Si eres triatleta y tienes una compañera en casa que te aguanta, dale las gracias, no una, muchas veces y un fin de semana cambia todo lo que tenga que ver con el deporte por todo lo que tenga que ver con ella (cuando esta lesionado y el reposo es forzoso no cuenta, tienes que ser un fin de semana de entreno de los que te gustan) esto te garantizará buena cara por uno o dos meses.

Como siempe y con ganas de volver a escribir de otra cosa que no sea triatlón,

Lidicita :)

Sometimes you can't...

I'm still pissed at what just happened to me so I don't know what will come out of my mind.

This morning when I was walking my dog I bumped into a lady that clearly had no bags to pick up the poop from her not one, but two dogs. I knew that and since I'm strongly against not picking up, I saw a fight coming like a meteorologist predicts a hurricane. I was still trying to give her the benefit of the doubt when she started talking to me about how cute my dog was. I said a polite"thanks" thinking that she might had picked up and dumped the bag since she was not from my building. But the meteorologist in me is almost never wrong and her dog pooped in front of me.

Needless to say, in one second I catapulted from a normal person to a big red tomato, to a normal person again, and in a very calm voice that I'm still wondering where it came from, I said:

-"Do you have a bag to pick that up?"
-"No, I don't pick up"
Please God don't abandon me right now, I really need you- I thought.
-"You better start thinking about picking up, we have kids playing here, you know"-I added.
-"This is not a park".
-"Is not a dog park either" I pointed out hoping that she would understand, but Mercury (the planet of communications) is retrograde in some other planet, and she added.
-"I was taught that dog poop is a grass fertilizer, so I don't need to pick up"
_"Yes, but this grass is artificial and doesn't need to be fertilized"
-"I'm from the old school-she replied taking two steps back and waving her hands like in the old school theater way said- "Besides, no one can tell me what to do in MY CITY."- yes, she said "IN MY CITY" with capital letters-
_" A police officer can give you a ticket for not picking up"- I added hoping to see an officer close enough so she could get a ticket, but god was only taking care of me not loosing my cool.-
-"I have paid a lot of tickets"Besides you can't change a 57 year old woman". "No one can"

She had a point, she disarmed me with that statement. But I'm stubborn and I really think we should do the right thing at all times (not that I've never run out of bags to pick up, but at least I make an effort on a daily basis and I make up for it the next day I can't be responsible owner). Trying to make some sense I added.
-New studies show (and I emphasized "New", so she could see my point) that dog waste can carry diseases that are harmful to humans"
-"Maybe you have a point"- That's all she said.

Defeated as I was felling, I tried to walk back home, but my dog was taking his time and I had to stay there for a few more minutes. Situation that she took on her favor because she started again.

-"Where are you from?"-
-Cuba-
-"How long have you been here?"-
-"Three years"-
-"And you like it?"
-"Miami is a great city to live"-I added, more harsh this time.
-"It was. I don't like what they are doing with My City "- capital letters again, "This is the only city where people do not need to speak the language of the country. The only city where you have three languages to choose to apply for a driver's license .Spanish, Creole and English.I don't like this city anymore.My parents were born here.I was born in New York. The Spanish I know is because I lived in Puerto Rico for three years but that's it".
-"You are lucky you were born in a country with opportunities for everyone, in a country where so many people want to live"-
-"Yes, but "you" -now this is personal I thought- get here and "you" get help from the government with my tax money, and "you"... -"please god make me deaf right now so I don't have to hear this racist lady anymore"-...blah, blah, blah.
-"Like I said, you are lucky. Embrace it or move to another city"
-"Since when do I have to leave My City"
- Since you don't like it-I thought, but "Have a good day lady" was all I could managed to say and I walked away from her-
-"Thanks for the advise"- she yelled.

What could I have said, though or done? Nothing!!! That lady was trying to pick a fight with whomever crosses her path today. But that doesn't make me feel any better about the fact that I know, that she will never pick up her two dogs poop. It is not the end of the world, it's not even the fact that from time to time I have to clean my walking boots myself to get rid of dog poop. Is her resistance to change, to the new generation that is trying to make things better. When industrial revolution happened, nobody thought about the damage we were doing to our planet, and today, some are still resisting the idea of making the world a better place to live (like this lady and the ones driven only by the money obtained no matter the method). And that is sad because that lets us with practically no resources to fight but to wait for them to die developing a great amount of endurance and patience.

Like always

With love,

Lily.

Couldn't find a tittle for this one.

For many years The Twilight saga was to me what "Notebook" is to almost any man," yuck","no way I'm watching that girlie movie" "you better kill me". I think the reason behind girls wanting guys to watch that movie is no other than for educational reasons, sort to speak. That movie in particular talks about the way we want to be loved. The way love should be, and since we don't have any words to teach that lesson, we take them to the movies to see if they catch it by themselves. With not much accomplished, we go back to plan a, which is, keep dreaming/living until the next lesson takes any form for us to teach to them.

To my surprise I'm enjoying the twilight books, more than that, I'm "living" the books. Of course I have one of my friends reading the first one so we can comment and compare opinions, and for her sometimes "it was simple, just to much". For me is totally the opposite, not even a word has been exaggerated. I truly think that some people can love like that but I also know that even those lucky ones can't love everyone with that intensity. Is like a gift from up above.

I think for girls that is the goal, to find someone like Edward so we can unleash our Bellas.

So good luck finding your Noah, Allie, Edward, Bella. We all deserve it.

Friends

Yo solía pensar que lo mejor de estar en una relación de amigos del mismo sexo, era que precisamente que no se tenía sexo. Siempre decía que el sexo, solo empeoraba las cosas y no te dejaba salida, más que la de un Bye, Bye ,Sayonara, Hasta aquí !!!

Últimamente creo todo lo contrario. Con tu pareja tienes la posibilidad del “make up sex”, mientras que con tus amigos, como no hay posibilidad más que de un “sorry”, si la riegas, quedaste en la carretera. No importa que tan buenos amigos eran, con una cosa mal dicha, ya hiciste un daño igual de grande que el derrame de petróleo a nuestro ecosistema.

También creo que si trataras a tu pareja como tratas a un amigo que no quieres perder, tendrías menos “make up sex” y más “just because sex” ). Al final hay que hacer lo que decía y dice, como cantaleta mi mamá “No hagas lo que no te gusta que te hagan”, creo que esto es mas coherente y te lleva por caminos menos empedrados . Hablando de empedrados, hoy en el Tour de France están pasando por puros empedrados, ojalá que no hayan tantas caídas como en el stage 2.

Nada, vamos a practicar eso que decía mi mamá, pa´ver si arreglamos el mundo un poquito. Ojo, el mundo tiene arreglo y se empieza por cositas chiquititas.

Como siempre,
Love,
Lily ☺

Stop, observe...and yes, bite your tongue.

Sometimes people just don't want to be saved. This is very painful to watch, but there is no way out to this situation other that to wait until people find their own way out.The more you (outsider) think you know about a situation, the less you actually know. It's very difficult for us as human beings to keep up with everything that is out there. There are a lot of rules we need to know, expectation we need to fulfill, codes we need to learn and the more we look outside, the more we stay away from our selves.

Sometimes it is your mom, sometimes your friends and sometimes, you. But whatever the case, when you know someone who is going "downhill", don't do anything about it because people in these situations"do what they can, no what they want".

So, yes, next time you are in this situation Stop, observe and bite your tongue because the person you are looking at has a lot to deal with and they probably know the truth, but its not the truth they want to live in...

;)

Love,

Lily.

C'mon

www.youtube.com/watch?v=xXHUdvvHTkw&feature=related

Is this for real? I can believe there's is no law for a infomercial like this one!!!
I don't really know what the hostess is doing?! a xxx movie casting or what?

Por si acaso!!!

Yo me considero una mujer bastante esoterica y creo mucho en las energias y todo eso, peor si sigo oyendo canciones como "Mi primer millon" " A Dios le pido" y " I wanna be a billionaire" te juro que voy a volverme creyente en serio.

Que casualidad que a todos estos que han pedido se les a cumplido el chistecito. El unico que creo que no se cumplio fue el famosisismo "Ojala que llueva cafe en campo" de Juan Luis Guerra ya que ese, ademas de que era una metafora esta un poco dificil, no creen?

Sera que con solo pedir se nos cumplen los deseos. Dios, el universo y todos los que se encanrguan de complacer peticiones han sido muy buenos conmigo, no me puedo quejar, pero sera que les puedo pedir mas? A mi a veces me da miedo perdir mas porque creo que se van a enojar y me van a quitar hasta lo que tengo. Es como una vez un amigo con el que estaba hablando me dijo que Dios, deberia castigar a las mujeres traumadas, traumadas con el peso y que toda aquella que estuviera flaca/bien/saludable y que cree que no lo esta, solo porque se compara con las mujeres retocadas de las portadas de las revistas, deberia volverl agorda y con granos por unas horas para que supiera la diferencia.

A mi eso se me hace un poco drastico,pero creo que funcionaria!!!

Bueno eso es todo y como hoy ando un poco musical les dejo el video de Lady GaGa "Alejandro" como tarea y material de estudio ya que por mas que escucho la cancion no se que quiere decir.Lo que yo etiendo es que hizo un trhesome en Cancun.

Dream Big

A friend of mine once told me, that I’m a very ambitious woman, in a good way. After giving this statement some thought I determined, that yes, I am. But what’s left if not a little bit of enthusiasm for life and determination to make your dreams come true!

When I was living in Mexico, one time, on a fancy balcony, I said at loud “I’m going to conquer you Mexico”. This may sound like one of "Libertad Lamarque's" lines in any of her movies, but I said it so loud that the universe heard me and made, in its way, that statement come true.

In another occasion, during the most important party for Mexican’s and in the most important place for them (Palacio de Gobierno) charged with a cloud of energy, I said “ Some day I’m going to be your First Lady” Of course I didn’t become the Michelle Obama of Mexico and I didn’t “conquer” anything, but I got some positive experiences that make me happy with the person I am today. My statements,helped me become an actress in the most watched Spanish television network around the world and the only thing that made me stop was that I wasn’t becoming the actress I wanted to be.

For the first-lady-thing, I have to add that I was dating the son of a very respected politician, so pursuing a career in politics for him was not so crazy after all. During that time, I got to meet some people and I got to see some things that made me want to be the First Lady of Mexico.

Today I’m not even close to appearing on the cover of Forbes magazine(I have appeared on the cover of at least two other magazines) but I have my own business and although it is still a work in progress, I can say that I’m already dreaming on the next two or four moves from now. I don’t know which one of these will become reality and I don’t really care, but one thing is for sure, as long as I have something to fantasize with, I will.
So thank you Alfredito for your Sagittarius song, thank you Universe for listening and for delivering so much blessings on me and thank you friend’s, for all your patience, good vibes and support.

More than always,

Love, Peace and Love

Lily.

World Cup

Despite the one to one results we (women) got the chance to see at least very hansome players :)
Well done England and US too.

Check this out

Following the advise from my best, best, beeeeest friend, I have decided that I'm going to use the internet to promote my new project (not pregnant!!!(yet). Since I don't have Facebook and I have almost delivered one thousand flayers I want to go one step further and share this with who ever is interested.

kidzgofit

Of course I'm excited and "nerviosa" but I think something really good is going to come up from this. Any advise? Tell me, I'm all ears.

With love,

Lily

Si del cielo....

...te caen limones aprende hacer limonada!!!

Eso dice una cancion y que razon tiene quien lo escribio. Resulta que hoy me puse hacer judias (ahora me ha dado por cocinar) y como estaba en veinte cosas a la vez se me pasaron de cocion.Esta es una manera fina de decir, que cinco minutos mas y se me habrian quemado. Resulta que cuando pude sacarle la presion a la olla y me disponia a revolver el ya saboreado potaje, me encontre con algo parecido a una foto sin brillo de algun desierto rocoso y blanco.Esas judias estaban mas seeecas que le rio Trubia en verano. Otro dicho dice que "el hambre es canija" y sera canija, pero eso que estaba en la olla estaba mas feo que el susto y tuve que darme a la tarea de arreglar o intentar arreglar, el desastre.Dos dientes de ajo despues, un chorrito de aceite de oliva extarvirgen (primera exraccion en frio) y mucho, pero mucho chorizo molido me abrieron de nuevo el apetito y ahora me dispongo a comer lo que parece ser un manjar.

Moraleja: Siempre que se pueda, rodeeen la hoja :)

Love, Peace and Love,

Lily.

Mothers Day!!!

Although my mother still leaves in Cuba and I had none to buy a present for, I decided to go shopping on Saturday to taste the waters. To my surprise or maybe because I chose and outlet mall to do so, the place wasn't crowded as in Christmas time.
I saw a few people buying gifts with the hope that the receiver (mom/mother in law/new mother best friend)will like it. Taking time to think if the gift was going to be perfect for the occasion or not. On the other hand I saw a lot of people (no mostly man like you would think) buying just because "they had too". One time I heard
- Yea, that, Who cares? And minutes later
-It doesn't matter if it fits her or not.Just pay for it and lets get out of here. Have her change it later.

When I saw that, I immediately turned to my best friend and said.

-Listen, when I become a mother don't give me any presents.
-Why?- she asked
-Apparently its very stressful lately buy a present for someone.

I didn't say that loud enough so the other could hear me, but I wish I had.

How can anyone be so emotionally cheap with the one who gave you life,countless sleepless nights (for her) just to check how are you feeling and probably countless happiness too.In my opinion, only those who has been abused by their mothers have the right to feel that way. Although I strongly believe that indifference is better in any case.

Love your mom folks. Is the only one you have. Many don't have her close and for others their mom is already gone.

What's In, What's Out

I went to Saks today and to my surprise I saw the department I always visit first, full of little red squared cupboard on the top of every rack. I wasn't going to shop anything, actually I was going to pick something that I bought over the phone, but those little red squared cupboard always, always make me go piece by piece even when I'm short of time. So after a good hour going through every rack and finding everything fabulous and expensive I ask to my personal shopper (not that I need one, but she helps me to put things "in the back" and calls me when something new comes) What was going on and Why everything was so expensive?

With a wider than Hudson River smile, she answer.

"Oh that's not on sale, that's pre sale" Notice here that as soon as she was informing me this, her exictement grew as high as any good chef hat.

"Oh" I replyed with a 3 feet deep pool excitement. And what's so cool about the pre sale? I asked

And with a wink created by God for every creature from Venus she explained.

"Nothing really. Apparently the good thing about this is that you can brag in front of your friends that you already have that Tory Burch cardigan for Autumn"

Wow that's....(speechless here)...How none had have thought about that before, I joked. And who keep the things until fall? I asked again.

We do. You pay now and we order them and in six to eight weeks we'll send them directly to your house!!!

Hum, In six to eight weeks I will have forgotten what I bought.

That's the thing, you might end it up buying more because you forget.

The thing here is that as much as I forced myself to convince me that that sistem wouldn't work , a client next to me proved me otherwise.
She was paying for, no one but two pairs of Michael Kors and something else.

I took my bag and I rushed back home to drink a cup pf Joe until I digest that living in the past is out and knowing exactly what you are going to wear next fall is in.

30 sec English

English in 30 sec.

To many, going to school to learn anything is the way to go. For me, is either hands on learning or by repetitions. I learned how to swim when I was almost 5 and I'm still doing it. My coach is trying to fix the bad technique I learned in almost 15 years of swimming and I have made some progress, but the day I soaked swimming the way it's suppose to be, was the day I was swimming next to one of the youngest kids from Team Key Biscayne Accuatic. I think hes name is Nico and I will always remember that day because by watching and imitating him, I improved my technique.

Today was no different. I was going on the elevator, when a girl who was clearly an American, jumped in talking of course, on her cellphone.I wasn't really paying attention but when she started speaking again I started to listen because when something catches my attention, I swear by Coca Cola I'm a very good student. And there she was explaining to someone why "they shouldn't be doing what they are doing" and there I was, taking mental notes. So by the end of the 30 sec ride, I learned:

"they are throwing me out the bus because they are directing questions to the wrong person"

"you see what I'm saying?"

"where does this leave me" you see what I'm saying?

I know to you this might sound like prekindergarten English, but for me was awesome.

Like always,

With Love.

Because I want to.....

In order to do "lo que me de la gana" I'm gonna be posting songs a lit bit longer or "cuando me de la gana"

:)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QV4rQXa4Ud4&feature=related

Love,love, love

Lily

At least 3

At least 3 are the reasons I'm going to give to support why being famous it's not so cool/nice after all.

1) In case you drive your own car, you can't pick your nose because it's possible a dumb ass paparazzi is taking pictures.

2) If you have people who help you at your house/office, you can't yell the way you want when you want.Unless of course you don't care them telling the press how Shrek you can go when they brake something. Is like when you have kids, in front of them you choose the conversation, the words, the tone, everything.

3) Last , but not least . If your husband/fiance/boyfriend cheats on you, you can't forgive him . At least not on the short term. Like in the case of Princess Madeleine of Sweden that has to call the wedding off because a girl claim she had an affair with the ex soon to be prince.

Let's face it!!! those things happen to everyone but only normal people like us, can do whatever they want. We can pick our noses, scream in our own houses and forgive whatever we want. Is like we own us and we also own them. In my POV I couldn't care less about other people life but there's something that still affects me. Why women always spill the beans??????????

Facts

Just when I thought the world couldn't get any better. It did!!! I went to the supermarket today and I discovered the new (for me) Coca Cola 75oz. I almost never drink Coca, but when I've craved one I never drink the whole can/bottle. I think this is a good move. Practically none of my friends drink Coca anymore.Not because it's bad, like someone insists in pointing out with that e mail that has been around for years, explaining how bad coca can be.They have stopped just because we are more aware of the effects of sugar for instance. I don't think the soda business is at risk at all, but what I do think is that almost everybody, even the big companies, need to take actions in order to survive. For many years companies, news papers, governments could keep secrets from all of us, but now with the internet widespread all over the world it is almost impossible to keep "facts" out of sight. So yea, a very good movement indeed.

Speaking of keeping secrets. In my last trip to Cuba everybody was talking about the fight between Industriales (the champions) and Santi Spiritus. These two are baseball teams. Five years ago you couldn't imagine talk trash about almost anything there. Now you see almost every Cuban carrying a cell phone with cameras, recording everything, like in every other place in planet earth.And one hour later you can also see what they recorded on the internet. So yes, check that fight and you will see what I'm talking about.
Another right move? My friend Lisette's Alea new album. I can't wait to listen to it.

With love,

Lily.

I'm sorry

But this one is so sexy, so now, so true....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_sBWzOgVa7k




I know what I can do if I get bored. A radio Station...jajajajaj

Ody lo logre?

I promess

Not only post the songs that I'm liking lately but you need to check this one out.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qje3U2eRuQ0

Love, Lily.

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