ThE NeStS

My mother loves writing; she writes short stories and poems. I have many of them here in my desk, but I must confess I don’t like reading them. You might ask why…Its only that I have mixed feelings when I read my mom’s sad poems…I don’t know if it’s what she really feels or she is just writing about an imaginary situation…who knows…
Anyway, I translated one of them today and soon I’ll create a blog to post all her wrintings. She deserves it and I…well….I’ll pluck up courage, that’s the least I can do for my mom.

ThE NeStS

Today I took a nest from my garden lamp
I got it in my hands and it makes me sad
And I look my nest of man and your nest of bird
And I feel we look much alike.
I saw your efforts to build it, just like mine
Brick and straws, like that you and I started
Running and flying days and hours until we finished
And then we upholstered them inside with tender and feathers
Waiting for the arrival of our little ones
I got back to my running and you to your flying to support them
And one day they left and it hurts to admit it
I miss the crying, the laughing and the cheeping
How much alike we are…man and bird with empty nests.
But time goes by and one day it will be spring
And there’ll be new life in our warm nests
And in the air a new miracle, a different echo
Our children will come back…. yours, mine
And the afternoon will burst with laughing and chirping….

Idelva Mascetti….my mom

LoOk WhO’S BaCk :)

I came back yesterday night from my parents’ house, I opened all the windows, prepared a cool drink and came to my pc to find out my internet wasn’t working. Oh My!!!!! My web abstinence syndrome reached its highest point and I started shaking, sweating, swearing…pleaseeeeeeeeeeee get connected stupid modem!!! (Sorry for that hehe) Well, the thing is that my parents don’t have a pc at home, and it was too hot to walk to the nearest cyber cafe, I didn’t go online even once during my days there….honestly I preferred the beach, the sun, the river and of course my family and our catching up with everything.
I went to the beach almost everyday and now I’m completely RED, not tanned but RED!! My fault I admit…and my Hawaiian Tropic which I always say I’ll never use it again, and I do over and over….soon my skin will fall as if I were a reptile, sniff, sexy uh?
I took some pictures, not many though, for you to get to know my family.
About mom…she’s doing fine…we talked a lot and she let me take her to the doctor next time, but the most important thing is that she’s getting better little by little…..a good gift from Santa, isn’t it? …a blessing from God for sure.
I’m taking a blog tour later to visit all my friends. Love you ppl.

HaPpY XmAs My DeAr FrIeNdS

Well my friends, I’m heading to my town tomorrow morning. I feel restless and I don’t know why….or I do. I’ll see all my family and friends, some of them I haven’t seen in years, so it will be a nice get together I think. I’ll finally see my mom and dad and I hope to have that conversation that we owe each other.
I’m taking all of you in my heart and you will be there by my side I know when I rise my glass to toast for a better and wonderful life.
I won’t be posting from there since there’s no pc at home, but I promise to come soon with all the stories from this trip and some pics if possible.
May you all have the best Xmas with your beloved ones and fill your life with joy and hope…this is what Xmas is all about, love and hope.

MILE, RUTH, AUDS, CALE, STEPHEN GOD BLESS YOU!! AND ALL MY FRIENDS FROM THE CYBERSPACE AND THE ONES I HAVE MET THROUGH LIFE
((((((((((((((((((( THE BIGGEST HUG )))))))))))))))))))

I leave you with EL TAMBORILERO, by Don Omar, a singer from Puerto Rico, the place I dream I could end my life….that’s another story I’ll share some day

TwO SoNgS FoR MiLe and All

Not too much to say today, yet so many things….let’s the music speak for me….

Artist: Randy Newman Lyrics
Song: You’ve Got a Friend in Me Lyrics
You’ve got a friend in me
You’ve got a friend in me
When the road looks rough ahead
And you’re miles and miles
From your nice warm bed
You just remember what your old pal said
Boy, you’ve got a friend in me
Yeah, you’ve got a friend in me

You’ve got a friend in me
You’ve got a friend in me
If you’ve got troubles, I’ve got ‘em too
There isn’t anything I wouldn’t do for you
We stick together and can see it through
Cause you’ve got a friend in me
You’ve got a friend in me

Some other folks might be
A little bit smarter than I am
Bigger and stronger too
Maybe
But none of them will ever love you
The way I do, it’s me and you

Boy, and as the years go by
Our friendship will never die
You’re gonna see it’s our destiny
You’ve got a friend in me
You’ve got a friend in me
You’ve got a friend in me

Artist: James Taylor Lyrics
Song: You’ve Got a Friend in Me Lyrics

When you’re down and troubled
and you need a helping hand
and nothing whoa nothing is going right.
Close your eyes and think of me
and soon I will be there
to brighten up even your darkest nights.

You just call out my name
and you know whereever I am
I’ll come running oh yeah baby
to see you again.
Winter spring summer or fall
all you have to do is call
and I’ll be there yeah yeah yeah.
You’ve got a friend.

If the sky above you
should turn dark and full of clouds
and that old north wind should begin to blow
Keep your head together and call my name out loud
and soon I will be knocking upon your door.
You just call out my name and you know where ever I am
I’ll come running to see you again.
Winter, spring, summer or fall
all you got to do is call
and I’ll be there, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Hey, ain’t it good to know that you’ve got a friend?
People can be so cold.
They’ll hurt you and desert you.
Well they’ll take your soul if you let them.
Oh yeah, but don’t you let them.

You just call out my name and you know wherever I am
I’ll come running to see you again.
Oh babe, don’t you know that,
Winter spring summer or fall,
Hey now, all you’ve got to do is call.
Lord, I’ll be there, yes I will.
You’ve got a friend.
You’ve got a friend.
Ain’t it good to know you’ve got a friend.
Ain’t it good to know you’ve got a friend.
You’ve got a friend

ChRiStMaS TiMe

For many of my cyber friends, Christmas time comes with cold weather, and in most of the cases, snow. Well, here it goes one picture I took today next to my tree…here it’s full Summer and it’s really suffocating….(as you can see I’m wearing my mini skirt!! LOL, and as you can imagine, I went outside after the pic just to see if my ugly neighbour was around, now she has something to gossip about )

When our ancestors, who were mostly Italian and Spanish immigrants, came to Uruguay, they brought all their customs with them, included their eating habits. So when Christmas comes the family gets together around the table, first on the 24th, to wait for Christmas day, and we eat the same things they used to eat in their countries, food full of calories to endure winter, but here is the middle of the summer!!!!!…in consequence, after dinner we just drop on our armchairs and try hard to catch some air in order to be ready to go out at 12 to fire? some fireworks and greet our neighbours and have some more drinks in the garden….then we get together for lunch on the 25th as well, and we continue eating non-stop. Every year, at least in my house, we say, “No no, next year we WILL eat something lighter”, but we don’t and we won’t I guess.
The problem is that most of us gain some weight in this holidays and since it’s beach time, then we have to stop breathing to hide our tummies when we wear our swimming suits!!! Anyway, I love Christmas and New Year’s Eve, I love being with my family and friends and I love the atmosphere and the hope and all these holidays bring to us.
See ya tomorrow my friends

MeLoDiEs

Today I was listening to the radio, thing that I seldom do, and I found “Cinema Paradiso”, a melody that I loved and I haven’t heard in years I dare to say. So, I started remembering other movies and of course other melodies. Well, my post today will be that, sharing with you these beautiful melodies; who knows…. perhaps you remember the movies too!!! Enjoy 

RoAsTeD ChIcKeN

The bad part of writing about those hilarious family stories is that, in general, we can not transmit them with all the colours and the sparks they usually have; on the other hand, if we don’t do it, we risk losing them forever.
I’ll try to share one today.
I assume that when my grandparents got married there wasn’t too much love going on, but they got engaged and, in that time, it was not an option to step back from such a commitment. So they continued together until my grandpa died.
My grandmother used to be out of the house all the time, taking care of her sick relatives, even the ones she didn’t know!!, and if there wasn’t anyone sick she invented it….no wonder my grandpa sooner than later got a secret love, a love that also stood by his side until he passed away.
My grandpa tried hard to hide that relationship, but my grandma found it out and started controlling all his steps so it became too difficult for him to see his love…but then my dad appeared…..
My parents were very young when they met, almost teenagers I’d say, and my dad was extremely respectful of his father in law. Little by little my grandpa convinced my dad of becoming his abettor, and with the story of having a drink with his son in law, my grandpa had the perfect alibi. The thing is that grandpa would pick up dad every day to have the famous drink… the fact is that he would leave my dad alone in the middle of nowhere while he visited his lady and then pick him up again to go home together. Clever uh?
One day this lady gave my grandpa a gift, a little plush chicken, the ones that some people hang in the mirror of the car. Of course my grandpa couldn’t get home with the present, so he told my dad to keep it and to come the following day with the gift as if it were his so my grandma wouldn’t suspect a thing. My dad obeyed.
My dad came, gave the chicken to my grandpa, as it was planned, and went for a walk with my mom….”Success”, he thought…..wrong!!!
Some days later he was invited to have dinner at my mom’s…they were about to start but my grandma told my mom she had forgotten to buy the bread, and asked her to go and get some from the grocery store a block away of the house. My dad stayed alone with my grandparents…there was a strange silence and suddenly my grandma appeared with a covered tray and put it in front of my dad….”open it, please” she said nicely, and my dad uncovered it innocently…and he almost faint… there it was the little chicken, roasted and still smoking!!!! My dad, who is dark skinned, became pale as paper and started stammering….but he couldn’t say anything coherent enough; I guess he was too stunned to say something in front of the poor wire skeleton of the little chicken.
“That will teach you, that will teach you” grandma said…..and sure it did.

KeePiNg SeCrEtS

Well it’s been a long time since my last post. I feel a little rusty…but let me start by saying that I missed you all.
Thanks for those who worried about me, and thanks for those who wrote me a welcome back message.
Too many things happened during my time offline, the most important was my mom’s illness and of course I’m still in shock for many reasons…..
You see, I’m the youngest child of the family and though I’m 39, my parents still protect me from worries and pains as if I were a little girl. So, it wasn’t until the day before my mom’s hospitalization that I was told the truth, and that because my sister insisted I should know what was going on….and my mother finally called me.
In one second I found out she had had, months ago, a tumour removed from her tongue and that now she had to be hospitalized to get a 4-day caesium session to ensure the good results of the treatment.
My parents came to visit me and my kids in November, they stayed some days, which is strange since my dad hates being away from his house more than one day…but it was my son and my own birthday, so I wasn’t suspicious…..just happy to have them around. The thing is that they left on Tuesday ‘cause they went to the doctor in Montevideo and I never knew that until the face-the-truth call.
Hard to explain my feelings now, I’m scared, I’m angry and I’m restless, scared because I don’t want my mom to suffer, angry because they keep hiding things from me, and restless because every time I call, or they do, they say everything is fine and now I can’t believe that anymore.
I wish my parents knew I’m a grown up now……at least that would give me the chance of being there when they need me, because I know they do….and my sister wouldn’t have to carry alone with all the responsibility plus the burden of keeping the secrets.
I’m going home for Christmas…until then I guess I will have to believe what they tell me on the phone.
Time to go… too much work to do today.