03 noviembre, 2009

Lettre aux grandparents

Bonjour mamie et papi,

Maman n’as pas encore préparé les bagages mais je ne me préoccupe pas car elle les fera bien a la dernière minute comme toujours!

Mon lapin adore sera très content de rencontrer son frère. Il vient avec moi partout sauf a la crèche, maman dit qu’il m’attendra a la sortie dans la voiture. Et il est toujours la, j’aime bien ca. A la crèche ca se passe bien mais je ne raconte pas grand chose a mes parents. Je le garde tout pour moi  Nous dansons et nous chantons, et ca j’adore. A la maison des que j’entends la musique je danse et ca fait rigole maman et papa. J’apprends à m’habiller toute seule et tant d’autres choses que je vous montrerai.

Maman a déjà choisis une tonne de chose sur Verbaudet. Elle t’a envoyé un mail je crois. Mais je lui ai dit que je n’ai pas besoin de tant, mais elle aime bien ca. J’aime bien comme elle m’habille, mais j’aimerai qu’elle me laisse choisir moi aussi. Pourquoi je n’ai pas le droit de mettre une robe avec mes baskets violettes ? Maman veut que je mette mes bottes mais à la fin c’est moi qui gagne, ha ha ha !

L’autre jour au HM elle a voulut m’acheter un manteau marron tout moche. J’ai du me jeter par terre et faire une scène pour lui faire comprendre que je ne voulais même pas l’essayer. Apres papa il était de mon avis. Ensuite maman a trouve un autre violet aussi bien plus jolie, et la j’ai été gentille. C’était tout simple mais elle ne comprend pas tout de suite. Du coup elle m’acheté le jolie manteau et une peluche que j’ai habilement passe a la caissière ! Suis trop forte moi !

Alors a très bientôt, j’ai hâte de vous revoir.

Grosse bisous

Votre Lucia.

13 septiembre, 2009

It’s been the usual sunday with a flu

Well I dont have flu really, but the weekend really sucked!! Sometimes shit happens... i guess...


http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Aerg3LphvbE&ob=av3n

I listened to this song on the radio... and it was like the lyrics were reading my mind...


Closed my door, forgot my key
Missed my bus in the pouring rain
It’s been the usual sunday with a flu
And I just can’t get over you

Burnt my toast and lost your number
Cut my finger, spilled my beer
It’s been the usual sunday with a flu
And I just can’t get over you

I put your stockings in my purple boots
What if I don’t get over you ?

Had a chat and left my hat
Pet my dog and walked my cat
It’s been the usual sunday with a flu
And I just can’t get over you

I put your stockings in my purple boots
What if I don’t get over you ?

Called the cabbage, threw the garbage



Asked for help and got some kelp
It’s been the usual sunday with a flu
And I just can’t get over you





10 septiembre, 2009

Nein, nein, nein...

Today, 9/9/09 special date?

Well I was never very keen on number 9; it was never my favorite. In fact today is just any other ordinary day…

Well maybe not that ordinary, I wont get into details – not like anyone cares – but I am recovering from a little “accident”, again nothing serious. And I've got to say, that all day I have felt a bit dizzy and sick (pregnant? I dunno…) but I guess is from the “accident”.
Lucy in the sky with diamonds didn’t cry too much when I left her at the nursery, very strange. But apart from that, nothing peculiar to be mentioned.

Lina is leaving back to Madrid tomorrow. We will miss her. She has spent a month with us, and she has become part of the little BozPez crew. I hope she had a good time, and that she will remember the French and Czech she's learnt – though she was supossed to practice her English!! Hope to see you back in Prague soon!


Number 9 in English is pronounced exactly like the German negation “Nein”…. Mmmmm

03 septiembre, 2009

18 Months


Lucia you turned 18 months today; a year and half. You are now a little girl, you are a baby no more. 11kilos and 77cm of happiness that run all over the place. We couldn’t ask for more, could we?

You are in perfect shape and full of energy. At the end of the day I don’t know who’s more exhausted… I think I could easily go to bed along with you. Your days are getting more and more exciting, right? We started going to the nursery last week, new friends, new toys and I guess plenty of lovely things that will come around. Wish you could share every single one of them with me. But it’s time for mommy to let you go and enjoy games with your new little friends. Unfortunately I can’t keep you just for me all the time.

In the meantime mom has gone back to full time work. It’s hard for me too, believe me; I could cry every morning remembering how good it was to loaf around in bed as the sun raised, wondering about the day ahead of us… great times, right?

You started to speak, although we still not get everything you say, we should get a frenchspanishczech baby dictionary...

24 agosto, 2009

Espera tu turno...

Pongamonos en situación: estoy de viaje, a miles de kilómetros de casa, llevo varias semanas pachucha y hoy tengo un dolor de estomago que terrible.

Estoy en el hospital, esperando que se apiaden de mi y me den algo, drogas duras, lo que sea, pero que se me pase. Y claro, como no me estoy muriendo (aunque yo juraría que si), me toca esperar… Total pido papel y para pasar el tiempo escribo… lo siguiente…

Aquí estoy en Cali, y yo lo único que quiero es irme a mi casa. Me encuentro fatal, creí que se me pasaría pero los días avanzan y así sigo yo. Pocha. Un dolor que me dobla en dos, viene y va a su antojo. Odio los hospitales, su burocracia y su lentitud. Si no hay ‘plata’ no se te cura. Así sin mas! Y este seguro internacional que no lo conoce ni Perico de los palotes. Estoy segura de que no me llaman hasta que no llegue mi mami con el dinero. Bingo. Aquí están. Burocracia del carajo.

El dolor es horrible pero soportable, ya llevo varios días aguantando, así que unas horas mas no me mataran… ¿o si?

Estoy de mal humor, que muerdo, pero tal y como me encuentro que no esperen que les acurruque (??? Ni idea de lo que digo aquí, deben ser delirios causados por el dolor…).

Total unos días mas de dolor, los Pérez somos fuertes o al menos eso dice mi padre. Siempre es la misma historia, no se de que me sorprendo!

Y sigo esperando!! :(

Al cabo de una hora se espera y de pelea porque se querían quedar con la tarjeta para asegurarse de que pagaríamos, me vio el doctor. Diagnostico: una bacteria en el estomago. Suero para la deshidratación y Buscapina en vena. Total a pagar: 105,950 pesos

Hasta los guantes que utilizo la enfermera para pincharme me los cobraron, 5 en total (tantos?) a 0,136pesos la unidad. Pero no me cobraron el termómetro que rompí… sin querer…

21 agosto, 2009

Back to "school" in Sept

Apenas 10 minutos en la oficina, ni siquiera en mi sitio (porque ya no tengo) y creo que me va a dar algo! “La vuelta al cole” va a ser dura este año. Para empezar vamos a reiniciar, que parece que hasta el ordenador anda un poco perdido.

Desde que me fui en Feb’08 creo que he vuelto como unas 10 veces por aquí. Todo sigue igual, algunos ya no están, otros mas llegaron; pero pensar que dentro de unas semanas volveré “de veras” por aquí, me asusta. Oficina “9 to 5” cada día…

Me siento un poco rara, las caras me son conocidas, ya estado antes por aquí, pero es como si viniera por primera vez. Definitivamente mi portátil esta en estado catatónico – el pobre – y ni reiniciar quiere. Pues nada, botoncito mágico, pantallita azul cielo primavera y empezamos de cero.


Quizás yo también necesite reiniciar, pero y el botoncito mágico, donde esta?

21 julio, 2009


The end is almost here, the end of this awesome trip, the end of a family adventure, the end of my sickness…

Almost a month in this incredible place; a country of mixed cultures, colours and welcoming people. We’ve been in many places, but still so much left to see, for sure we’ll have to come back. Colonial Cartagena, Natural coral park of the Rosario Islands, seaside at Santa Marta, trek in Ciudad Perdida, eternal spring in Medellin, coffee experience in Armenia and Colombian lifestyle in Cali (and lots of Salsa too!!). Tomorrow flying to Bogota.

Once more it went fast, too fast. Not sure if I am ready to go back to reality… guess I don’t really have to choice.

23 junio, 2009

04° 00 N, 72 º 00 W

Getting ready…great adventures ahead, waiting for us all.

On Sunday we’ll fly to Colombia. Looking forward to discover this country so long banned for tourism. I heard many good things about the people and the culture; so it’s time to have a look.

I hope Lucia will enjoy it too. The flight will be looooong, so I have maid my calculations: around 280 passengers, 5 mins each = is like 23 hours, far enough. So we’ll do just fine!


A couple of more days, and we’re gone!

In the meantime Aramis will be pleased with some relaxed weeks, out of the way of "mini Godzilla". It would be like "spa treatment" for him.

26 mayo, 2009

32 and 4 days!!

That's it... i'm one year older!!!


Free Funky Postcards

Not that i noticed much change in me from the 31. Still the same little crazy one! Hope they will be as good though.

Been to Budapest for the weekend and i had a great celebration there. Thank you all. I will remember; walking at night in an empty street, lost in my thoughts, when at the sound of the midnight bells you all jumped in to my arms. Happy birthday!!! I love you all!! Cosi!!!

Que pasa en la casa?? Just me turning 32

12 mayo, 2009

Hasta siempre Antonio!

You were only 51,
“Not yet ready to leave this world”
You said…
But this morning you did
The cancer drove you away from us
But he didn’t take it all
Your music will still feed our dreams
Your lyrics will still mean that much
See ya’ Antonio Vega
And wherever you might be
Know that we’ll miss you.

Gracias por tantos momentos... 

Life is a fight between giants, right?


28 abril, 2009

I will never be 16 again…

And that’s a fate baby! It was year 1993. Bill Clinton succeeded George H.W. Bush as the 42nd President of the United States, and Václav Havel was elected President of the Czech Republic. I didn’t know about this at the time. Guess I simply didn’t care; how was I supposed to know that I would move to Prague 12 years later. Playwriter and politician, he was the tenth and last President of Czechoslovakia (1989–93) and the first President of the Czech Republic (1993–2003). In February a van bomb parked below the North Tower of the World Trade Center exploded, killing 6 and injuring many more. Who would have thought that 8 years later it would disappear for ever… scary world right? :(

On that same year, M. Indurain won “le tour de France ‘93” for the 3rd time; two more where to come. The Maastricht Treaty took effect, formally establishing the European Union and leading to the creation of the euro. Oh yes I remember, at that time I had pesetas in my pockets, not many though. Enough to get some kalimocho or beer “minis” with the friends. Kalimocho is a mix of coke and wine; at that time it tasted just fine and was a fairly cheap way to get drunk. We could spend hours drinking, joggling in the streets and laughing at life; not really worrying about the future ahead. Should we worry now?

Later on that year Brandon Lee was accidentally killed during the filming of "The Crow". It became one of my favorite films when it came out the next year. Absolutely stunning. The OST is simply awesome, The Cure, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Rage Against the Machine, Stone Temple Pilots…

We all got revolted with the film “In the Name of the Father” that came out that year. We knew about injustice in the world, and at the time “young” and “rebels” - like we thought we were - it was time to show our discontent with society. We participated in demonstrations, and sometimes got into some trouble (nothing serious), but the truth is, we had no idea of what a real fight meant. The world out there was in constant fight: Yugoslav wars, Algerian Civil War, Civil war in Afghanistan, Israeli-Palestinian conflict...

Oh don't talk of love" the shadows purr
Murmuring me away from you
"Don't talk of worlds that never were
The end is all that's ever true
There's nothing you can ever say
Nothing you can ever do... "
Still every night I burn
Every night I scream your name
Every night I burn
Every night the dream's the same
Every night I burn
Waiting for my only friend
Every night I burn
Waiting for the world to end
------ Burn - The cure

16 abril, 2009

Don't know...

I don’t know why, but I suddenly feel I need to see you, to talk to you, to…

Lately I can’t stop thinking about that chapel in the middle of nowhere; the hazy windows, our endless conversations and time slipping through our fingers. We wanted to stop time, but it was time that stopped us.

People automatically look away when their eyes meet with someone else’s. But I always liked when my eyes met yours. I felt hypnotized, just couldn’t look anywhere else. There’s always been “this” something with you, I can’t resist. I knew the first time I saw you, but I was not sure what it meant then. Not that I know now; but I don’t care what it is; as long as it keeps me feeling this way.

I close my eyes; I can see you, standing in front of me, smiling. I can’t help smiling back. How many times I have sought for that look. Then, the images in my mind vanish like smoke and when I open my eyes, you’re gone.

Was it destiny that made me sit near you in that first diner? Was it destiny that pushed my lips accidentally onto yours? Do you believe we were meant to be?






31 marzo, 2009

LASIK

Laser In Situ Keratomileusis (LASIK) - laser surgical technique, very effective in treatening varying degrees of short-sightedness, longs-sightedness and astigmatism. It combins the corneal flap surgical technique with the shaping of the corneal tissue by excimer laser.

I have myopia, and if everything goes well from tomorrow it will be over. No more scratched glasses, no more dry eyes with the contacts...

I am not scared, but i am a bit concerned about the fact of having my eyes so "exposed".

From tomorrow, will i see the world with different eyes? :)

25 marzo, 2009

12 Months

Lucia you are 12 months now, almost 13. You’ve become a funny little girl, always granting us with this big smile of yours. You started walking some days before you turned one. Suddenly you decided you wanted to, so you stood up and gave your first steps without requiring any help at all. It was amazing. You knew you could, and so you did, on your own. You were so happy when we all cheered at you!

And now, no one can stop you. The fence we bought is useless now, you need to be able to wander all aver the house. I’m still a bit concerned about the stairs. You climb up easily, but for going down you always call for help, that’s good!

Still just two teeth, but I think the upper ones are on there way. The doctor told us to start using the toothbrush. You find that quite amusing, and so do I. We hear lots of “mama”, “dededede”, sometimes “papa” and some other stuff of your own. It’s really funny to see you speaking and singing. No clue what you say, but I wish I’d understood. Sometimes it looks as if you said “veux”, “I want” in French, but really, who knows…

You are 9.4 kilos and 71.5cm. Your appetite is still the same, voracious. You like almost everything. You go nuts with cheese and bread; and it seems you enjoy the “jamon pata negra” very much (but doctor says we should about pork meat until you’re older) Well, a bit wont do you wrong, right?

We still go to the pool once a week and we are now searching for a nursery; is time for you to start playing with other children. It will be more fun than with adults, believe me.

People are asking us when we’ll go for number 2. Jezzz! Don’t know if we are ready? Are you, for a little sis or bro?

20 marzo, 2009

Snow time!

Yesterday it was St Joseph’s day. In Spain this day is celebrated as the Father’s day. Here in the Czech Republic there’s not such thing. There’s a Mother’s day, but like everywhere else, just an excuse for the flower or perfume stores to make a big sell. In the communist era, it was a bank holiday and people got really drunk to celebrate, ahhh the Czechs!!!

I mean, I don’t mind the flowers... but any day of the year is a good occasion too. For me, everyday should be a mothers’ & father’s day.

It’s snowing in Prague. It started yesterday and I think I will go on for the rest of the weekend. Spring time where are you??? Seems like we’ll have to wait a bit more for the sunny and warm days.

03 marzo, 2009

Happy Birthday Lucia!!!

I can’t believe a year is over. At this time last year I wasn’t sure if you were ready to come or not. But you did, and here you are now. A beautiful baby girl that started walking a couple of days ago.

Os Saturday we arrived to Paris. The sun was shinning and the temperature was really nice. We were having lunch, when suddenly you decided to walk on your own, just like that. It’s always pleasant to see you learning and trying new things on your own.

On Sunday we went to Louvre, and you preferred the sculptures. Of course you wanted to stick your finger in all of them… I do think that’s the best way to feel and understand art. But unfortunately museums have plenty of boring rules.

Today as the sun came out for you again, we’ll go the neighborhood where mom and dad used to live - 15eme arrondisement – you will be able to play in Champs de Mars and enjoy the view of the mythic Eiffel tower.

Happy birthday our angel!!!

Dad & Mom t’aime fort fort fort.

26 enero, 2009

10 months - Burns supper


Lucia you are 10 spectacular months, well almost 11 by now. The holidays were over 3 weeks ago, and since then, it’s been like non-stop at home. Back to work, the pool, yoga, the house, the friends… Too many things going on like always.

You walk, quite a lot, but always with support. You are still bit afraid to try it on your own. Well, no hurry princess. You learn to clap your hands with daddy; and now whenever we say “well done” you clap. So funny. You are trying new sounds too, like “papapa”. And I have a doubt when you say “mamamam”; not sure if you are calling me or if you are asking for food. Maybe for you mum=food, could be…

I tried to teach you to put the toys back on the box; it works for a minute, then you decide to take them out again. I guess this is why last weekend you put your plane on Ruxandra’s cup of tea. Not exactly what I meant, but hopefully you’ll understand one day. You are learning so fast; everyday there’s something new we wouldn’t have noticed if it wasn’t for you. 2 days ago you discovered that one of your toys rolls when you press it, and your face shines when you make it move. But still you haven’t recall that you only have to press the red monkey. Said like that, it doesn’t seem so obvious, right?

Yesterday we spent the afternoon and your friend’s Lila. She’s one month older than you, half french half Scottish. You are starting to play together, but not lfor ong though. Your favorite game consists on taking the toy the other one is holding. Of course the one that loses the toy is never happy. We celebrated Burns supper in honor or Robert Burns, Scotland’s national poet. We had the traditional haggis (but no piper) and some very nice whiskeys. Sheonagh recited some of Burns poems, but the truth is that we didn’t get it all…

Want’a try?

Address To a Haggis
Addressing the haggis
Fair fa' your honest, sonsie face,
Great chieftain o' the puddin-race!
Aboon them a' ye tak your place,
Painch, tripe, or thairm:
Weel are ye wordy o' a grace
As lang's my arm.
...
Ye Pow'rs wha mak mankind your care,

And dish them out their bill o' fare,
Auld Scotland wants nae skinkin ware
That jaups in luggies;
But, if ye wish her gratefu' prayer,
Gie her a haggis!