call me the disappeared
That when it is gone
come flying, flying I
Hurry hurry to straying
When I I'm never looking
When I find I am not
Manu Chau So says the song Missing, of course my namesake. And if I take a looong time without writing anything. Lack of time, would be my excuse but I've used so many times it sounds like a cliché. The truth is that my writing is easy for me when I'm happy and content, and, like many, inspiration comes to me at times when my mood is lower.
But that does not mean, of course, is now at one of those moments, but since my wife is busy studying the selectivity, my turn to leave you a cherry, a brief outline of our present time .
's hot, who may live in Madrid, or any similar weather city, you know how horrible it can be. We're both sticky, with the window open wide, with a fan and some air coming through the doors open. I in trunks, in her tracksuit trousers. Life, nothing to say about marriage, all you heard in the past turned out to be true, and even my mother is a delight. The family also well, the three families, from lau, that of my party, and which we lau, to Angie and me. In return anything to be guys, this time with a child. Although my brother has stolen the name lau had in mind for our future child, it was pure chance and good, we must find another name.
Our travels to Argentina in April was wonderful and short. Well, I was short. We had great, the wedding of the brother of Lau was a surprise for me, I had never seen a wedding in Argentina, and the truth is that not the same as the English, where the most important thing is to eat and drink. I met sooooo many families, it now also mine. I met new places. Argentina caaaarneeee ate until I came out of his ears, but the truth, I'm not the least tired, we brought a few kilos of steak that passed through customs without problems, so I could enjoy a bit more of that wonder, it makes me your mouth water and return to Homer Simpson saying apparently Cerveeeezaaa and Caaaarneeeee, ay! that Quilmes.
After three short week vacation in July, 1 ½ in Pontevedra and another in Madrid, enjoying our mutual company. It also made me short, and the lap was hard, but I will tell you who do not know, or imagine.
Well, he said, although I do not write here, sometimes with my own hand, sometimes the inspiration and the love of my beloved wife, but since this is a blog of two people, let alone I do not write (lau saying leads me to do a long time, lol).
Kisses and hugs to everyone.
