Oh how very exciting, today is San Juan, which is celebrated with fireworks and plenty of booze (so I hear) at the beach in lovely Spain.
This Thursday I am playing photographer for my graduating class (first official gig for myself) and on Friday Shakir and I wanted to drop into the massive 1 weeks Psychabilly Festival at Pinida del Mar.
Also my boy has good news, a new job with a very generous boss who wants him to come and visit for a week in France. We get to stay in one of his lovely gites… Well, Shakir is going to work and my camera will have a field day.
Oh joy.
Exciting things coming up :)
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So,
I have been doing 86 leg-raises daily and will up it by 10% next month.
Also was able to keep my minimum of daily 5km (3miles) walks intact. Now, however under the burning Spanish sun, which mercilessly tries to destroy my plans!
MERCILESSLY!
(is that a word?)
Well, anyhow – lots of improvements made, plus my beautiful Shakir provides daily fresh fruit juices and extra vitamins for me. :)
YEY.
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28 Dad: When I was 10 my Dad told me that once I finished school I’d have to fend for myself. He had nothing, the war, his parents had died and left him to care for his younger sister yaddi yaddi yadda… I would have to sleep on some host families couch and eat bread, beer and milk all year long – just as he did.
He was really serious – ranting about the spoiled youth these days with their disrespect and inability to create anything by themselves – always mooching from the dull, etc. etc.
To a 10 year old sleeping on someones couch doesn’t sound so bad. Maybe THAT family would have a pet I could play with… :)
I am 24 now; and who calls me every week to make sure Momma has sent me my oh so generous monthly allowance? Who goes all monkey poop if I miss a breakfast? That’s right. My sweet, sweet caring Dad (who doesn’t want me to sleep on any couch EVER). He has changed so much.
I cherish his evil, erratic side. It makes him so very lovable and allows for outcomes which without failure exceed my expectations a thousandfold.
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