Not much anyway

Why the post in English!

I just had the info that the family in USA reads my blogger...and of course Santiago aka Nico told me that was a shame he couldn't read in Portuguese. He needs my sister-in-law to translate. So, I'm going to try to write here in English. And I know, my English is baaaad! But hallelujah there is a check spelling and it is not cheating..it's only a precaution!

lol

I'm on vacations now...nice to do nothing. And to clean the bedrooms. to put something in order. Husby stayed home little bit sick, and today he wanted stayed with me..cause 2 weeks on vacation alone it sucks!

Today we cleaned the basement, we finally have space for the bikes...and we have three. I got one mountain bike and wanted to sell the older one, but the weather was so bad I couldn't use. 2 months later I got pregnant, now I have a really second hand bike of Peugeot, that I used only twice. And I can't use now, my belly doesn't allowed anymore.

Tomorrow I'll make some photos from downstairs...and from some more things that I got for Tiago. I still have to clean the bedroom that we will use as a computer room, and the computer room now will became the nursery. We decided to do in a modern stile...sadly I couldn't find the wall paper from Esprit that I loved..but the guy from the store told me that it needs to have a really smooth wall to do it. And we don't have...husby will ask around to know what to do. It seems we have to paint, tho. And I didn't want to. Oohh well...I'm not to handy with those things.

I love this one, but we have a red wall

And I don't want to paint the everything again

Bad memories

Change the subject, days ago I'd talk with a friend of mine she's from Bosnia and I was really sad to know that she is having problems, like a trauma from the time of the war back in Bosnia! She was having some problems home with money and it was like the escape for those memories. Nobody from her family knows about that, she doesn't want to let them be worry with her. I think they should know about it, cause they went through the same thing. OK, the children were just kids of 7 and 5 years old, but they remember. I told her that maybe she was going something that they also wanted to talk about it..but she doesn't agree with me. Then she silences and suffer alone. I'm going to visit her this week to talk...but I'm even emotional last days, hormones. I know. And if she started to cry...I'll cry together. It will be a piece of work!

and I'm going to close here...and go to bed, I think