RIP Steve Jobs

You changed the way we worked, played games, listened to music and spoke on the phone. You changed our world in so many ways it is impossible to describe. You believed in your dreams and made us dream with you.

In one phrase, you made us think different.

Godspeed, Steve. It is now time for you to rest. We'll never forget you nor the legacy you leave behind. Thank you for all you did and for what's yet to come.

I only have one question....

What is he

doing there?

She read my mind...

Taken from Everyday People Cartoons

My thoughts precisely...

Every single freaking day I drive in this God-forsaken country of ours.

Let me re-phrase that. I love the Dominican Republic. I despise Dominicans.


Taken from Too Much Free Time.

Facing mortality

For the past three weeks I have been pricked, stung, pinched, probed, pierced, squished, re-squished, squeezed, squashed, compressed, crushed... All part of being alive.

Meanwhile this "spring chicken" has been going on her merry way, a little bit annoyed for the loss of time and for being "handled" (and not in a very pleasant way) by so many people that she has lost count... But apparently her doctors and "parentals" haven't been feeling so "merry at all".

It is really cool when your "oncologist" tells you "Wow, I can breathe now. I have been anxious for the past weeks because when I examined you I felt really uncomfortable with my findings; I thought that what I had found was "not good" and yet you seemed so happy-go-lucky you were the one who actually made me feel hopeful."

Let me just say that he is a very good doctor/actor. I wasn't afraid or concerned in the slightest, yet both him and my parents apparently were "facing my mortality" while I was just prancing around, once again annoyed by having to undergo 3 weeks of different medical exams.

But it's still not over. Last Friday I had to undergo a "procedure" that supposedly "wasn't going to hurt at all" yet kept me virtually incapacitated for the whole length of the weekend (couldn't even get together with my blogger friends yesterday). The doctor who stuck more than 20 needles of different sizes in very "sensitive" parts of my body told me she was going to send the "findings" to the lab and that maybe by Wednesday the results would be back, but that she was more than sure that everything was going to come back "normal". That means that I have to wait 1 more week in order to go visit the oncologist for his final checkup.

And then I have to go thru all of this all over again in 4 months.

Now, don't you worry. There is nothing wrong with me. Yet, it is better to be "safe than sorry" and since apparently my life/health is so important to certain people, I will stick to the "get annual checkups" crap that people have to go thru, especially when you are of a "certain age" or getting there.

Yep, that's right girls. Go have your pap tests done on a regular basis, (once a year is the general recommendation), check yourselves every month for irregularities or bumps in your breasts and if you find something go to your gynecologist so she can decide if you need to have a mamogram done. As for you guys, you also need to have a rectal exam done by your urologist after a certain age.

It better to waste time and find out there's nothing wrong with you than to find out when it's too late to do anything about it. I tell you from experience as both my parents are cancer survivors just because they had their checkups done and found out in time to do something about it.

Take 10 minutes out of your life and visit the National Cancer Institute. Read. You never know.

It just saddens me...

Taken from Post Secret.

I guess we're famous for all the wrong reasons

Check out #7 in this post.

Should we be proud?

You be the judge of that....


Thank you, Jose, for the info

¡Er pipo, qué frío!

No hemos entrado en diciembre y ya por aquí hace un frío nítido.

Les cuento que me ha ido muy bien, con mucho "business" y muchas cosas nuevas, pero todo a pedir de boca.

Tengo una anécdota muy simpática que contarles (algo que nunca en la vida me había pasado montada en un avión), pero lo haré cuando vuelva de nuevo a Santo Domingo.

Mientras tanto, los dejo porque ya casi tengo que salir....

Cold is good! I wonder how's the weather back at "the island"...

TAT!

Bye Santo Domingo, hello Tri-State Area!

Yup, that's right. By the time you read this I'll be on my way there.

Sorry, but this time it's "official business" and I won't be able to get away from my "business" long enough to do something aside than being with my "business".

BTW, Happy Turkey Day!

Be back next week!

P.S. No se apuren, mañana se publica la fotico de la semana como de costumbre. Si van caminando por ahí y ven a alguien parecido a mí no se asusten, ¡es muy factible que sea yo!

Tuti! In just a few hours! ILU CP!

Ya casi...

Only 7 days to go! 

Here Without You
3 Doors Down

A hundred days have made me older
Since the last time that I saw your pretty face
A thousand lies have made me colder
And I don't think I can look at this the same

All the miles that separate
Disappear now when I'm dreamin' of your face
I'm here without you baby
But you're still on my lonely mind

I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time
I'm here without you baby
But you're still with me in my dreams
And tonight, there's only you and me.

The miles just keep rollin'
As the people leave their way to say hello
I've heard this life is overrated
But I hope that it gets better as we go.

I'm here without you baby
But you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time

I'm here without you baby
But you're still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl, there's only you and me.

Everything I know, and anywhere I go
It gets hard but it won't take away my love
And when the last one falls, when it's all said and done.
It gets hard but it won't take away my love

I'm here without you baby
But you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby and I dream about you all the time

I'm here without you baby
But you're still with me in my dreams
And tonight girl, there's only you and me.

I wasn't looking, but somehow you found me...

(no se apuren, yo me entiendo)

Life moves so fast that if you don't stop every once in a while you won't see what you're missing.
My life has changed in the past 3 months in ways I couldn't even imagine.
All my decisions, all mi intentions, all my goals have changed.

I never thought I would be and feel this way again.

There's some kind of magic inside you...

Only 10 more days to go, Tuti!
TAT!

Alive
P.O.D.

Everyday is a new day
I'm thankful for
Every breath I take
I won't take you for granted (I won't take you for granted)
So I learn from my mistakes
It's beyond my control
Sometimes it's best to let go
Whatever happens
In this lifetime
So I trust in love (so I trust in love)
You have given me
Peace of mind

Chorus:
I feel so alive
For the very first time
I can't deny you
I feel so alive
I feel so alive
For the very first time
And I think I can fly (fly)

Sunshine upon my face (sunshine upon my face)
A new song for me to sing
Tell the world
How I feel inside (Tell the world how I feel inside)
Even though it might
Cost me everything
Now that I know this
So beyond, I can't hold this
I can never
Turn my back away
Now that I've seen you (Now that I've seen you)
I can neva look away

Repeat chorus

Now that I know you
(I could never
Turn my back away)
Now that I see you
(I could neva look away)
Now that I know you
(I could neva
Turn my back away)
Now that I see you
(I believe no matta
What they say!)

Repeat chorus twice

Laugh until you cry...

And last night we did...
Good times....

Dear freeloader:

Dear man (men, woman or women) without a face:
I'm sorry, but last night I had to put an end to our one-way relationship.
I know I have been providing you with free internet access for some years now (eventhough you have never thanked me for it), but apparently now you have gone and wrecked it all.
See, recently you have been logging on a lot and now you are trying to hack into my computers. This is a BIG no-no.
For the past 3 weeks or so my internet service at home has been crappy to say the least. Apparently you are dowloading a bunch of stuff and are using up all of my bandwith. And now, you are creating DHCP conflicts with my computers, which ultimately ends up disconnecting mine and keeping yours connected.
What really bugs me the most (well, you disconnecting me pisses me off), as I mentioned before, is that the other day you tried to hack into my computer (I saw your user on the network).
I'm sorry, but you crossed the line.
Ultimately, I am the one who pays for the service and I think I should be the one who ends up enjoying it, right?
So yes, since last night I have enable WAP and now you need a password to log into my wifi network.
If this bothers you or causes you any inconvenience, I suggest you go to the service providers AND SUSCRIBE TO YOUR OWN DAMN SERVICE.

Best regards,
Bracuta

To my girls...

A young wife sat on a sofa on a hot humid day, drinking iced tea and visiting with her Mother. As they talked about life, about marriage, about the responsibilities of life and the obligations of adulthood, the mother clinked the ice cubes in her glass thoughtfully and turned a clear, sober glance upon her daughter.

'Don't forget your Sisters,' she advised, swirling the tea leaves to the bottom of her glass. 'They'll be more important as you get older. No matter how much you love your husband, no matter how much you love the children you may have, you are still going to need Sisters. Remember to go places with them now and then; do things with them.'

'Remember that 'Sisters' means ALL the women... your girlfriends, your daughters, and all your other women relatives too. 'You'll need other women. Women always do.'

'What a funny piece of advice!' the young woman thought. Haven't I just gotten married? Haven't I just joined the couple-world? I'm now a married woman, for goodness sake! A grownup! Surely my husband and the family we may start will be all I need to make my life worthwhile!'

But she listened to her Mother. She kept contact with her Sisters and made more women friends each year. As the years tumbled by, one after another, she gradually came to understand that her Mom really knew what she was talking about. As time and nature work their changes and their mysteries upon a woman, Sisters are the mainstays of her life.

After more than 40 years of living in this world, here is what I've learned:
THIS SAYS IT ALL:
Time passes.
Life happens.
Distance separates.
Children grow up.
Jobs come and go.
Love waxes and wanes.
Men don't do what they're supposed to do.
Hearts break.
Parents die.
Colleagues forget favors.
Careers end.

BUT.........

Sisters are there, no matter how much time and how many miles are between you. A girl friend is never farther away than needing her can reach.

When you have to walk that lonesome valley and you have to walk it by yourself, the women in your life will be on the valley's rim, cheering you on, praying for you, pulling for you, intervening on your behalf, and waiting with open arms at the valley's end.

Sometimes, they will even break the rules and walk beside you...Or come in and carry you out.
Girlfriends, daughters, granddaughters, daughters-in-law, sisters, sisters-in-law, Mothers, Grandmothers, aunties, nieces, cousins, and extended family, all bless our life!

The world wouldn't be the same without women, and neither would I. When we began this adventure called womanhood, we had no idea of the incredible joys or sorrows that lay ahead. Nor did we know how much we would need each other.

Every day, we need each other still. Pass this on to all the women who help make your life meaningful.

I just did. Short and very sweet:

There are more than twenty angels in this world. Ten are peacefully sleeping on clouds. Nine are playing. And one is reading this post at this moment.

Thanks to Loli for the email.

If it hadn't been for you being there with me, in good and in bad, I don't know what would've happened to me. Thank you for being my friend, or better yet, thank you for letting me be your friend.