I can certainly figure out loads of things why I love my bf like I do. I can also think of loads of reasons why I love my friends like I do. I just tend to wonder why is it that people love me like they show me they do. We don't usually see what makes us so especial for other. But I think that's the great thing about feelings: they just can't be explained, just felt :)

Today I received this picture in my cell, and I thought it'd be nice to share because I know that there are many animal lovers between my friends. So my brother-in-law sent me this picture of my niece Leire and my nephew Xabier with the newborn midget goats. Yeah, they live in this great house with loads of land around with fruit trees, so they have loads of animals as well: dogs, cats, horses, bunnies and some three years ago they acquired a couple of midget goats :D

They don't work the land, and it was a lot of work to keep it free from bush, brambles and stuff. So they got the goats, who do an excellent job. They built a nice barn for them, and while they are on the land by day, they seek for shelter in the early evening. There they have fodder and comfy straw beds. So being well kept and healthy, they started to naturally reproduce. So far they have some 40 of them. They are eatable but they wouldn't eat them, so they just keep one male and give all of the males and most of the females away.

Midget goats breed twice a year. And if the midget goats are beautiful, the newborn ones are just amazing. So tiny and so perfect. And with good lungs and really bad temper, let me tell you. You can't see their temper, but here are some pictures for you to judge. Are they lovely or what? :)

My niece Leire and nephew Xabier with the newborn goats.

My nephew Xabier with a newborn goat a couple of years ago.

My niece Leire, nephew Erik and nephew Xabier with newborn goats.

Midget goats

Calvin and Hobbes is propriety of Bill Watterson and Universal Press Syndicate.

Well, I don't exactly fall asleep counting his kisses, because I usually happen to pass out in bed even before getting the chance to cover myself properly. I just collapse in bed, I swear I'm a sleepyhead. I know it's not as romantic, but it's me. And counting his kisses would be just too long :P

Because not everything is bad news, yesterday I went to the vet with my pets and both are healing just fine. Hotz had his stitches removed and also his neck thingy, so he is a happy dog again. Kika had already removed most of her stitches herself, but my vet told me that it was ok. She had just one left which has been removed also and they both were vaccinated. So we shouldn't visit the vet in one year time, let's hope it is so :)

My godson Markel turned 3. He is a healthy and happy kid, and he was so excited with his presents that it was really hard to take him decent pictures. Kids just grow so fast, I remember his baptism as it was yesterday. He is the youngest of the 5 and he is already 3 *sigh* This weekend we are celebrating another birthday because my nephew Xabier is turning 8. Yayyy, more cake! :D Gotta buy his present yet *takes mental note to go to the mall* :?

The chocolate cake.

Markel blowing the candles.

Markel playing.


Markel and his brother Alex.

Aaand... *insert drum roll here* my bf's sister and the biker are dating!! LMAO. I'm so excited about it. (Remember the biker, the one who got the wrong number and texter her in the wedding?) He had a total crush on her but she was a bit reluctant to engage herself in a relationship; however after several coffees and outings, they started dating :D I've met him like 3 or 4 times and he is a nice and funny guy. And he likes fishing :roll: and playing drinking cards, so he fit perfectly in the bunch :lol:Last Saturday me, my bf, bf's sister and the biker met up to play drinking cards. Here is the stuff (yeah, we bought a 5 liter wine bottle, it was 4 of us so that meant 2.5 liters each). Have I mentioned that we are heavy drinkers? :oops:

Calvin and Hobbes is propriety of Bill Watterson and Universal Press Syndicate.

After a series of really depressing events around, and when I thought that things could only get better, I just had to get both of my pets under surgery. Those who know me a bit would guess how totally distressed have I been about this for the last two weeks :(

So, I took my cat to the vet for her annual vaccine. It prevents her from having whichever diseases are common to cats and she is also treated against both external and internal parasites. But she had a bit of temperature, and according to the vet it was because she was about being on heat which was right, so she preferred to wait until the heat was over for the vaccination. Kika is usually on heat for like 4-5 days, some 2 or 3 times a year, but much to my surprise, she kept on heat like for forever. For those who aren't familiar with the issue, cats have quite a hard time when they are on heat. Not Kika particularly, but they have. However, this last time was different and Kika was going like through a lot in her endless heat. So the vet told me that she probably had some cysts in her ovaries, which is usual in female cats that haven't been surgically deprived of their ovaries. So the best solution was to go through surgery. Great. I hated it but I want the best for my cat so I agreed :(

Then, I take my dog as well for his annual revision and vaccine. And my vet tells me that one of his testicles is looking funny for some reason I dunno how to explain it in English (it got attached to his groin, or something) and that he had some kind of a tumor which needed to be removed immediately. Great again. So I left both of my adorable little friends in their vet's hands and left home crying my heart out :cry: The apartment was so empty without them, you can't even imagine. I was able to bring them both back home the next day, but that night was the most horrible night ever. I kept thinking of how scared should they feel, and if they thought that I had abandoned them, and if they were in pain, and how bad of an owner I am not having noticing that something was going on with Hotz. It wasn't really that noticeable but still :(

Apparently, both things are fairly common. So Kika's ovaries and her whole reproductive system were removed (she did have cysts) and Hotz's tumor together with his testicles were removed as well. Yesterday I knew that Hotz's tumor was benign, which was a great relief. Kika is allowed to lick her scar but Hotz isn't, so he has to wear one of those funny plastic thingies around his neck, which annoys him to no end. But since they usually team up, Kika would probably lick Hotz's scar so Hotz is staying at my bf's place while he is recovering. He is fine there, because he knows the house and the people and I spend a lot of time there every day. Kika wouldn't be any easy outside home. Cats are just different.

So that's the story and here I am, giving them their pills and hoping for them both to heal. Kika is perfect already. Hotz is taking it slowlier, but he is doing fine too. God, how much do we love our pets?

Hotz looked so sad the first days :( But he is all happy now :)

There you can see Kika's scar.


Kika wanted to sleep too badly and I kept annoying her with the camera. She gave me that look....

P.S. Jordina, I would love to know your comment on this, please.

Ok, results are up. Tsk, tsk, you guys totally suck at this game, let me tell you :lol: Either that or I am crazier than you thought. Most probably second option, oh well :P So no one is getting their wish. Now that's a pity, considering the amazingly big deal I could grant you all from here :wink:

So...

Naughty Bench: Tynee, Kaitlyn, Razzle, Lia and Matzaa.
1 hit: Jordina, Chantal, Jenn, Em and Renn.
2 hits: Matt.
3 hits: No one.

Well done Matt, I'm beginning to think you actually have a Stalker Agenda of your own :lol:

So explanations are a must, right? Here they are:

1. I fell for my bf's twin brother before starting dating my bf.

False. I fell for the right one, I don't like his twin brother's character that much. And in case you wonder, they aren't identical twins, just twins. Although most of the people can't tell them apart. Can you? Who is he? Well, probably the one you aren't thinking :D

2. I was buried by the snow for a whole night.

True. I went camping with some friends from the canoeing team to this lake in the mountains. Urrotz, I will never forget its name. It was March and even though during the day was nice, at night it was freezing. We knew it was gonna be like that, but we wanted to be on our own (like to drink, fool around and stuff), so we brought our great warming Helly Hansen clothes and got ready to spend the night. However it was really freezing, so we had to zip two sleeping bags together and sleep in pairs, to keep ourselves even warmer (for those wondering minds, bf wasn't there and I slept with my girl friend Mari). So we spent one hell of a night all chattering our teeth. But It was one of our first outings and we wouldn't go back home. I would have given anything for my duvet. So like at 06'00am we just couldn't stand it any longer and decided to get up and start doing whatever to warm up. First thing that struck me was noticing how dark was it yet outside. So when we opened the tent's zip, we found out we were buried in the snow. No doubt we were frigging freezing :?So we had to pull the tent down and hop inside our sleeping bags not to get wet. We found refuge in some bathrooms. We left all of our stuff there and we could only come back like 2 weeks before. LOL :lol:

3. I ran away from home when I was 14

True. With my dog Nina and my cat Moro. We were spending a week with some relatives in this country village, and someone kicked my pets out to sleep in the street. They aren't used to having pets (as family members) but just animals. I can understand that, but they kicked them out like with a proper kick. And I got mad :evil:So when everybody was sleeping, I ran away with them. Reckless, I know, but so me as well. I knew the village and I knew where to go to be warm. It's amazing to think that I wasn't scared only because I was with them. I spent the night in a barn, where I was found next morning by my dad and my uncle. He just told me that we were going back home and so we did.

4.I ran around a camping with my pants down.

True. Of course. LOL.And singing at the top of my lungs. And drunk as a fish :lol: It was vodka with lemon. And I was really young. Surprisingly I didn't fall. And I wasn't kicked out either, considering that it was like 02'00am. I guess I was just too funny. Old good teenager times :oops: What? As if you haven't done anything similar.

5.I have kissed several women in their lips.

True. I do kiss some of my girl friends in the lips. Like a quick peck to say hi and bye, we don't engage our tongues in a frantic thingy or anything. It turns guys on, so it seems :roll: But I'm a prude, remember? :lol: It was funny to read this fact in Jordina's blog as well. So I assumed it was true. Hope I'm not the only hot-blooded Spaniard :oops:

6. I burnt someone's car.

True. And I don't regret it as hard as it sounds. Oh well. I was mad with this someone who hurt me. I don't care that much about people who hurt me because I can perfectly stand up for myself. I always taste the sweet vengeance in one way or another. But his person hurt my parents too and made my mum cry, totally for free and with no reason at all, and that I couldn't stand :evil: Being the resentful betch that I am, I called this friend of mine who works at a chemical company and he got me this great stuff. Just one drop and almost any metal vanishes. So I didn't burn the car as in setting in on fire. I followed this person from work and discovered where she lived. Then I drove my bike at late night, poured the corrosive stuff and left. It was the only way I could think of to piss her off, i didn't even know her that well. So I went back to watch the result early in the morning. Perfect, all ruined :twisted: Yeah, criminals go back to the crime scene. I always laugh when I heard that sentence, can't you tell? So I told my parents the next morning. They weren't proud of me, of course, they told me off pretty severely. I didn't care though because I know they were grinning on the inside. At least they should. Whatever. Oh, and it was on the news and the newspaper. Am I famous or what? :wink:

7. I was chosen to take part in a tv show but I chickened out.

False. I wouldn't ever be chosen, I'm too boring for a reality not to mention too antisocial. And I can't sing or dance or have any skills to outstand. I do pretty well in those questions and answers ones, but I'm too chicken to take part. And only way I'd agree to be left on stranded island would be if Carmine was there to feed me and keep me warm :twisted: I don't think I would ever survive on my own.

8.I got arrested once for public scandal

True. I slapped and kicked two guys in a bar. They were French guys and started flirting with me and my friends. We totally turned our backs on them, but they got clingy. And I HATE when someone touches me a single hair if I don't allow to. It was just my shoulder for his own good, so I yelled at them to f*** off :evil: But they just laughed and called one of my friends "little betch" in French. Too bad that I know enough French as to understand him. So I slapped him and directed my knee to his crotch, kicked his friend also and poured my drink on them, pulled their hair and what not. BM mad ain't a nice BM. The bar attendants came out from behind the bar and kicked the guys out. The bouncers didn't allow them back in so they were stupid enough as to call the police. A) Policemen know how it goes too well as to give them any credit. B) I have 4 policemen cousins in the city so I didn't really care. C) I guess that even if they were right they would have been in trouble because policemen will always take the side of local girls. So the policemen patted me in the shoulder and told me to go have fun but I insisted on getting those @ssholes in further trouble. So I just mentioned my cousins' names and found out that one was on duty that night. So I got willingly arrested and had a yummy breakfast with my cousin in the police headquarters (no donuts, just croissants, do you catch the irony?) while I told him the story whereas the French guys spent the night behind bars. Pfffft, silly people.

P.S. I have nothing against French people, but it's the story of every weekend here. Drinks are much cheaper in Spain and we are so close to the border that they come in hordes and get totally wasted. Not that I haven't slapped several Spaniards too :lol: I guess drunk horny guys are just annoying everywhere :roll:

9.I was showered by an elephant in a river.

False. There was this circus in the city. Gotta say that I totally hate circuses. I have never ever in my life laugh with a clown, I just find them stupid. And I hate getting animals to do things that are against their nature, even more since I am not that innocent as to not know the methods that are used to tame them :evil: Anyway, I was canoeing up this river and I was shocked to find 4 elephants in the shore. The circus was set up in a clear nearby, and the elephants had been taken there to avoid them some stress or something, because that water wasn't really potable. The cages with the tigers and lions were really close to the shore too. As amazed as I was having the elephants so close, I didn't dare to approach them. Their legs were chained up and they would have had all the right to get pissed off and step on me. I was representing one of those humans they must hate with every reason. I do hate humankind most of the time too. Go figure.

10. I used to bring loads of dogs with me to school.

True. Before Hotz, I had another dog, a female called Nina (the one I ran out with). When she was in heat, I used to get a nice bunch of male dogs following me all around, and since I walked to school, I used to arrive having like 5, sometimes 8 sometimes 3 but never less than that on a daily basis. I didn't care that much because it was their owners' fault if they got lost or something. I felt bad for the poor dogs but since they annoyed me, I hated them a bit as well. So I soon realized how much fun was it when they got inside the school, even following me to the c-lassoom and all :lol: The teachers told me off, but I just said that they weren't mine and that it wasn't my fault if the followed me. And I was right so they couldn't really blame me. I was hoping to get rid of school, but it didn't work out. Oh well. However, it was the best of funs watching the nuns trying to get the dogs out with brooms in their hands. It was pretty effective with small dogs but big ones were another story. LMAO.

Well, I don't think it is a surprise for those of you who know me enough that I have quite a temper. I can actually think of loads of stuff that I did to left you:shock: :shock: So I decided to be pretty selective with my choices.I'm well aware that I sound like a total betch but it's not really me, just a part of me. I'm really the most peaceful girl ever. As far as I'm not messed with. I just tend to stand up for what I believe really strongly, reacting like a mad woman andnever thinking of the consequences. My blood boils too fast. Oh well, the worse forthose who mess with me.

And c'mon, have you read my profile?. I would never make even numbers the false ones :lol:

*HUGE HUGS FOR EVERYONE AND THANKS FOR TAKING PART* :D

I thought that Chantal's idea for a blog was an excellent one, and following Matt's format, I'm gonna give out 10 sentences, seven of which are true, and the other three are false. Do you dare having a guess on my weird self? The winner/s get whatever, as far as I am able to grant it.

Good luck! :D

1. I fell for my bf's twin brother before starting dating my bf.

2. I was buried by the snow for a whole night.

3. I ran away from home when I was 14.

4. I ran around a camping with my pants down.

5. I have kissed several women in their lips.

6. I burnt someone's car.

7. I was chosen to take part in a tv show but I chickened out.

8. I got arrested once for public scandal.

9. I was showered by an elephant in a river.

10. I used to bring loads of dogs with me to school.

My friend tvnut needs a favour, and what are friends for, right? So I promised him that I'd spread the word. And without further ado, here is the thing:

He's been working on his new blog for about a month at http://tvgeniereview.blogspot.com/. and it is taking off pretty off, since it started averaging about 170+ hits per day which is really great. With the new tv season starting, it will surely keep going up.

He reviews tv shows every time there's a new episode (or at least as many as he can get done) and he is thinking about expanding the contents to include show news. Basically, he wants people to be able to read the reviews then check out info on the upcoming episodes, character development, etc. Not trashy tabloid rumours about the characters but substantive information about the show itself.

However he can't do the reviews and the news as well. So he is looking for someone who would be interested in creating a site to link to his blog and be in charge or contribute news for a few shows or a specific show to the contributer's election. He is hoping to get this to be big enough so he can attract some advertising agencies to the site and start bringing in some money, which he'll gladly share if the site can be got to that point. If you know html and such that would be a big plus since he is just learning himself. The site is already pulling in a lot of visitors so this could be a big thing.

So that's it. Anyone interested please leave your comments here or contact my friend clicking here. Either if you are interested or not, thanks for reading :)

What color is your mailbox? Brown with some glass bit. Yeah, I agree, totally hideous.

Do you have to drive over a bridge to get home? Well, it depends what way I take. But not in my way to work, since I walk.

Do you know anyone with the same ringtone as you? My bf. Yeah :oops:

What is your ringtone? Do ya is the song, Dover the band.

Is your hair naturally straight or curly? Straight-ish.

Are you taller than your mom? Yeah.

Do you enjoy writing in colored pens? I usually choose a black pen, but I love stationery so I have loads of stuff for when I feel creative :)

Do you often cry during a movie? Almost always.

Do any of your friends have kids? Yes. My friend Nerea has a 1 year old girl. She's adorable!

How many years older than you are you willing to date? Well, I'm happily coupled up but I'd say between 1 and 5 years older. Surely not more than 10.

What is the ugliest color to wear in your opinion? Hmmm, dunno. Depends on everyone's skin, I guess *shrugs*

Dou scratch your ears? Of course, when they itch. And I make a funny noise :oops:

Who was the last person to hug you? Bf while goodnight kissing :twisted:

What brand are the pant/jeans you're wearing right now? God knows *twists self* Oh yeah, cotton shorts from Etam Lingerie.

What is the closest green object? The green stripe in the Irish flag hanging from my window :D

What is the brightest color you're wearing? Oh God. Purple thong :oops:

Do you have any TV shows on DVD? Dawson's Creek and CSI NY.

Are you wearing make-up? Yes. Eye shade and blush. And heck, I'm in bed and well aware that it is almost 07'00 am but I always feel lazy to remove it.

Do you have a tattoo? No, thinking about getting onethough :)

Have you ever broken a pinata? Nope, not typical here.

What time is it right now? 06'38 am :?

Do you know how to draw? Yeah, you need a pencil, a white paper and the skills I totally lack :lol:

Who did you last IM? Who knows? Has been ages. Blu or Jenn or Toni I guess.

Do you work a lot of hours? Nope, even less than I should because my boss is almost always absent from the office so let's say I spend the time getting busy *cough* tv.com *cough*

Where were you in the last 24 hours? Let's see.... at home, sleeping, waking up, morning routine, walking to work. Gaaah, at work. Then back home for lunch and a nice nap and then off to the vet with Kika because she was having her annual vaccine. Back home,a short walk with bf, then off to my place with him. Doing home improvements and then *insert let's pretend I don't remember gap here* You know, prude stuff. LMAO. Then off to my bf's place for dinner with his family. Then back home. Reading, writing but uninspired. Sleeping. Waking up at 03'00 am with high temperature and not being able to breathe (my nose is stuck and I just can't sleep breathing using my mouth). Rolling in bed until 03'30 am. Logging in tv.com. Glaring at the alarm clock because I gotta go to work soon :( Yeah, I still can do a normal life having temperature. People say it's great but I'm not that sure.

Do you know where your family name originated from? Navarra, Spain.

Do you own an iPod? Nope, yeah weirdo me, huh?

September 18th, 2007

Telling her she looks as beautiful now as she did then. Awwww, how cute is that? Actually, today I brought my laptop to my bf's place to watch the pictures from this wedding I'll tell you all about today with his mum and siblings. And then we switched to other weddings, family meetings, this and that and finally some old pictures. And bf was like "awwww, look how beautiful you were in this one, or in this other one...almost as beautiful as you are now". I know, super sappy but hey, we've been dating for 15 years now and it brought tears to my eyes. Yes, we got together really, really young and I was canoeing for the Basque Country Team and my body was far nicer than it currently is (where did that gorgeous flat belly go? *wonders*) Well, I'm far from being old and crochety yet, but still it totally moved me inside :)

Calvin and Hobbes is propriety of Bill Watterson and Universal Press Syndicate

On the personal note, on Saturday I went to this wedding I mentioned before. Well, it was a total blast :D After having had several weddings this year, I wasn't hoping to attend more, but it was a cousin of my bf's who was getting married and we couldn't miss it. Plus he and her wife are great people. So basically, we went, drank and had fun. It's not that I can't have fun without alcohol, but I was trying to avoid at all costs people getting annoying asking me when am I going to get married and bla, bla. So getting drunk is a perfect solution. And c'mon, it was a wedding, getting wasted is compulsory here. Everyone under 40 was, and some over that also :lol:

So, getting all dressed up (sucks. I feel disguised and uncomfortable, hoping all day through to rip those stupid clothes off) then mass (gah), meeting and kissing all the relatives (cool), playing with kids (fun), getting pictures taken (meh) and head towards the restaurant to have a welcome cocktail while the newlyweds are getting their wedding pictures taken (yay, first drinks! And mariachis livening up. Gaah, I always cry to mariachis songs. I so thought of Stefi *waves at Stefi*). Not to mention, snapping pictures at everyone, yes, you know me and my cameras (plural) :lol: And well, then the wedding reception (yummy) :)

At the beginning of the wedding reception, some cell beeped a text message. My bf's sister got a text but it was obviously wrong number. The text was something like "Hey, I'm in Alza and I already have the new bike, wanna come check it out?". But it happened that a) Alza is really close to where we live and to where we were having the wedding, b) My bf's sister LOVES bikes, c) she isn't coupled up and d) we were pretty dizzy already. So instead of replying "wrong number", she replayed something like "I dunno who you are but I would love to see the bike". So she received another text: "I'm Ramon, and I have a new (insert brand here I can't recall), who are you?" Bf's sister was astonished. Such bike is like this huge and fast one she totally loves. So I encouraged her to call him. Because a) Ramon is a guy, b) He has a gorgeous bike, c) He lives close to us and d) There's a Spanish saying that says that one wedding always generates another between the guests. And since e) She was drunk, she called him. LMAO :lol:

Apparently, this Ramon guy received a text from a friend informing him of his new cell number and he got it wrong. And Ramon a) Is not coupled up, b) Had no plans that Saturday night, c) Was willing to meet a girl with an interest for fast bikes. Well, I was totally rubbing my hands and I convinced my bf's sister to ask him to meet us later in a disco. She was a bit reluctant at the beginning, but oooh the Rioja wine and the champagne cocktails were great allies. I totally convinced her so she texted him and to our surprise, he said he will. Oh my, it was such a lot of hun. So after the wedding reception, the dance and the fun, we all went to this disco that the newlyweds had reserved. It was a great place, the drinks were on the newlyweds and our drunk state raised up a couple of levels. Since it was a hot day and the high heels were killing us, we took a seat at an outside terrace. And Ramon showed up, wearing this tight leather biker jacket, tight pants and boots (gaaaaaaaaaaaaah :twisted: ) So hot. I couldn't believe it :shock: I had to almost chop my finger off not to get pictures taken :lol:

My bf' sister had this goofy smile that totally cracked me up. She is thin, blonde and beautiful, so Ramon took his helmet off and it fell to the floor LMAO :lol: Bf and I took another sip not to burst up laughing. They looked like a couple of teenagers in their first date. To be honest, he was hotter with the helmet on. He isn't a beau but he joined us and he sounded like a cool guy. We had more drinks (he had soft drinks because he had to drive) and now that I think about it I can imagine what a funny bunch we made, and he still stayed. Yep, he totally liked my bf's sister :D

So somewhere around 02'00 am we called it a night. It had been a long day for us, so we kissed him bye-bye and totally gave my bf's sister the third grade on the ride back home. She said he was just "ok". We arrived home, I borrowed some of my bf's clothes :wink: and land on the coach, watching tv, eating popcorn and basically killing time not to go to bed drunk as a fish. We were chatting about the wedding (you know, the female's dresses, the new couples of our relatives and all that gossip) and suddenly Ramon texted again saying that we were fun, friendly and that he had a great time. To my surprise, my bf's sister asked him to pick her up and go have a last drink together, but he had to wake up early on Sunday (?????) and he said he was sorry but as much as he'd like to, he couldn't :(

And on Sunday, he called he and asked her to go out for a ride. Squeeeeeeeeee! :D They spent the afternoon together and they have been keeping each other ever since. He told her this afternoon that he is falling for her :lol: and she is like :shock: but well, seems eager to get to know him better. So we (alright...I) have planned a drinking cards appointment for this weekend LMAO. Yes, I'm EVIL like that :twisted: Can't wait!!!!!

And this was the funny anecdote of the wedding. By the way, here are a couple of pics of the newlyweds:

It is a Basque tradition to dance an "aurresku" (typical Basque dance) to the newlyweds.

Then the newlyweds walk under a bridge of swords and garlands.

That was all. I'll keep you updated about the love birds :D

And today it is my grandson Markel's 3rd birthday. We are gonna celebrate it next Saturday, but still...

Happy Birthday Markel, my little boy.

Auntie loves you to bits and pieces!!

Markel

Markel eating ice cream at the wedding

Bf playing with Markel

September 17th, 2007

Borrowing his clothes? Pfffft, of course. All the time, especially to sleep:D How wouldn't I? They smell like him, too tempting. I love the fact that I can borrow 99% of his clothes and he can't borrow most of mine. Ur...hmmm, well, I have actually borrowed 100% of his stuff :oops: What? Boxer briefs are not that different from those hot short tight Brazilian panties, only looser in the front. Ahahahahaha, well, I didn't go out with them on, just in case you are wondering. And he always plays he is bothered, but down deep he loves it :)

Calvin and Hobbes is propriety of Bill Watterson and Universal Press Syndicate.

Redheads, green eyes and long whiskers? ROTFLMAO! :lol: Hobbes so rocks. Happy to know I don't fit in his profile, just in case :P Tastes are as varied as people, and luckily enough, love is blind. Plus it's the inside which counts because in the end, flesh wrinkles but heart does not :)

On the personal note, yesterday I went to this wedding and totally had a blast (yes Matt, alcohol surely helped, at least at the beginning. When I got loose, I don't give a damn about anything. Like Pringles, once I pop I can't stop. LMAO) Funny thing is that I would have killed not to attend it, and I ended up having loads of fun. Sometimes, we are truly surprised when we least expect it. I have like 300 hundred pictures to download and properly arrange, so I'll tell you all about it tomorrow :)

I'll end up with Penny's visit today. It was short but intense. We did loads of things, especially on Friday and Saturday, because she told me that she wanted to visit the Guggenheim Museum and we scheduled it to be done on Sunday. And lucky us, because it was raining cats and dogs. It's one hour ride from San Sebastian to Bilbao. We got a bit lost, because we reached the city centre by a road I wasn't familiar with. The Guggenheim museum is set in front of Deusto University. I had to attend that University for one year because half of my College career was taught in San Sebastian and the other half in Bilbao. But waking up at 05'00 am each morning, wasn't nice, so I decided to end my studies in Ireland, which was the bestest decision ever. Ok, so I perfectly knew how to reach the Museum, but due to summer festivities some streets were closed and we took a different road and we got lost :(

On our ramblings, we stopped at this traffic lights by a cafeteria. They were a couple of Basque Police patrols parked nearby, so we assumed that there was some politician having breakfast in that cafeteria. Politicians with bodyguards is the most common thing here, this is the Basque Country, remember? We also noticed that there was also a car with two strong guys inside parked nearby, and we immediately knew that they were undercover bodyguards, part of the bodyguards team. Well, whatever, we carried on with our Museum search. It was early in the morning, it was raining cats and dogs and there was no one in the streets, so we had to drive around for a while :?

Funny thing was that we made this turn and found the whole bodyguards escort riding in front of us. We followed them for a short while, because they were heading towards the river, which was the place we should go to. But it isn't safe to ride after them, because if they happen to be a target, your arse can be blown up just like that, so we tried and took an alternative route to the river. Apparently, they got suspicious and all the cars of the escort took different ways. We took ours, which happened to be the same one that the undercover took. Just great. Maybe this all sounds like sci-fi to you, but terrorism thing is huge in here. And young people in a car following patrol cars (not to mention uncdercover cars) is highly unusual. So they took the way towards their headquartes, which happened to be just in front of the Museum. LMAO. Yep, they totally guided us. I bet they wanted to ask us for our id's and stuff but as soon as we parked our car, stepped out and started to get pictures taken with the Museum in the background, they were like :shock:

Little anecdote apart, here are some pics of the Museum:

First two are taken from the internet, so you can see it in a bright day.

These are mine, in a really grey day:

So we crossed the river, and reached to the right shore. This is Deusto University from the Museum:

We had to take these stairs to reach the main entrance

Where you can find this funny dog, made out of bushes

The Museum was holding an exhibition by and Anselm Kiefer and another one from Alberto Durero (Albrecht Dürer).

We picked up the audioguides and started the tour

Hmmm, ok, I've never been a fan of Modern Art because I don't get it. I don't mean to offend anyone here (surely not at all my intention), but something that can be made by anyone has no value for me as a masterpiece. Like this Anselm Kiefer guy. One of his pieces were just some blocks of concrete scattered on the ground. According to him, it mean this and that and bla and bla. Alright, whatever. It's the same to me if he'd say it meant exactly the contrary. For me, they were just blocks of concrete scattered on the ground. So his exhibition was just bleh :?

Anselm Kiefer's work:

But then we reached Durero (Dürer). I was totally excited to watch his old prints. His attention to detail was absolutely amazing. He made totally worth the visit :D

Durero (Dürer's) work:

We spent 4 hours at the Museum, so we took further pictures of the titanium building (which is really beautiful both in the outside and in the inside) and then looked for a place to have lunch.

On our way back home, we made a quick stop at Zarauz, which is a really beautiful in the coast but it was so windy, that we hardly had the chance to pop our noses in the promenade and we run back to the car. Once at home we took a nap and since it had stopped raining, we got ready to go to the fireworks, again by bike. My mum made this omelette sandwiches and we had our dinner watching the fireworks :)

When the fireworks ended, it started raining cats and dogs again. We brought raincoats and stuff, but still it pouring rain so we sheltered for some 20 minutes, and then headed to the bikes. We were lucky it didn't rain in our drive back home. By the way, Saturday's fireworks won the competition :)

Next day, on Monday, we drove Penny to Hendaye's train station in France. When she was getting her ticket, she was informed that there was a cheaper train right about leaving for her destiny, so she took advantage of it and left in a hurry. It was a quick goodbye but I will never forget those 3 days we spent together. It was a great experience and a lot of fun meeting a tv.commer. So here you have me, waiting for all of you with open arms.

Andwhen I arrived home I have a parcel in my letterbox from Penny's mum. She sent me a huge Irish flag, which now decorates my window. It was a sweet detail. I got tons of irish things decorating my bedroom, above them a small irish flag. Penny found it funny and told her mum, who sent me this gorgeous one. Doesn't it rock? :D

So, that was it. Tomorrow I'll be back to tell you all about the wedding. Be good :)

September 13th, 2007

Thanks to Brina for pointing me out which month do we live in :)

I gotta confess I don't recycle as much as I should. I'm all up for saving some of this wonderful world we live in for my grandchildren, but honestly, having like 4 trash bins gets on my nerves. So I gotta have paper and cardboard, plastic and metal, glass and then just organic trash. Ooh, right, and then a proper container for burnt oil (we do use tons of oil in Spain) So 5 bins. Hello? I live in a small apartment, I would stumble all the time on them. So I mainly recycle paper and the rest just sometimes :oops: I know, I know, I should be more thorough but well, I get cranky seeing all those recycling bags and bins around. I'm an order freak so it totally gets on my nerves. Let's see when I move in with my bf (if my apt doesn't fall in pieces before, oh the joke, the irony) because I guess he is gonna like having the 5 bins around *sigh*

Calvin and Hobbes is propriety of Bill Watterson and Universal Press Syndicate

Well, kisses can't be explained, can they? Or what you feel when you kiss, when you are kissed, when you touch, when you are touched, when you love and you are loved. So Hobbes made the best he could to show him: he kissed Calvin. LMAO. "I was hoping it wouldn't be so fuzzy" :lol: Aren't they just adorable?

On the personal note, nothing really worth mentioning. Crap and more crap around. The apartment is still a mess, the plumber and the carpenter are getting on my nerves altogether and I'm honestly tired of shouting at them at the top of my lungs. I'm afraid to slap them one of these days. I'm so mad and so sad I'm not even me anymore. Well, I'm fine really, just mentally ruined and really confused.

You know? I carefully planned and took these days off work to do the the moving together with my bf and now we both are just watching them go by, gettting nothing done. And so it seems that we have to wait a bit longer, because now the whole floor has to be removed due to the water flooding. So we gotta dismantle the furniture, the fitting wardrobes and empty the place. Easy to say, right? *pulls out hair* It is just so frustrating. And helplessness is so hard to deal with...

What it I tell you that it's been 3 years since we bought the apt, and that the last 2 years have been a series of breakdowns, the one after the other, eternally postponing our moving? I totally want to sell the damn place but bf doesn't. We redemolled every single inch to our taste, and now it would s*ck to start all over again. *huge sigh* We'll see... :(

To my KG sisters, my Pirates and my friends in general: I'm awfully sorry not having been there for you lot lately :cry: I'm not the kind of company to keep, believe me. I'll get all happy and prudely kinky soon and I shall join you all back.

So moving on before depressing you any further...

I'll carry on with Penny's visit, because Saturday afternoon was real fun. After walking loads in the morning, we decided to go for a swim in the ocean in the afternoon. So bf came pick us, then we got the boat and off we went the 4 of us: Penny, bf, bf's sister and I. We dove, swam, have a lot of fun. The water was nice. Penny and I were really clumsy to get aboard so we pretty much remained in the water :lol:

This is the spot where we took our first bath

And this is me. Penny took this pic. I love to float in the water. See nothing but the blue sky. Close my eyes and listen to the seagulls. Be rocked by the waves.

We were tired of swimming, but the afternoon was so nice that we went to the other side of the coast, and took a second bath. First we headed right, then left.

It was relaxing but exhausting at the same time. Jumping, getting aboard, jumping, swimming, diving...we spent two hours having fun and then we headed back. Penny drove the boat for a while, it was good fun. Once at home, we took a shower and got ready to leave again and watch the fireworks.

My mum made us some txistorra (pork meat) sandwiches and we also grabbed some bites of my parents' dinner while we were waiting for bf to come pick us. Penny is such a grateful girl, she loved all the food. And we tried quite a lot, because bf, just as I suspected, took his time to get ready. Honestly, he is worse than a woman. He takes ages to get ready. Plus it was too late to drive to the city center (there was no way to find a parking spot in the late evening) so we went by bike. Luckily enough Penny wasn't afraid of bikes so bf and his sis take one and Penny and I took the other. We wanted to park by the Shell Beach, but the only available spot was the surroundings of the Maria Cristina hotel (the celebrities' hotel) because most of the streets are closed to avoid people getting injured out of the remains of the rockets that fall from the sky.

Maria Cristina Hotel

Thanks to my slow bf, we arrived a bit late, so as we were approaching the city center the fireworks started. I was a bit pissed. We were driving by the Zurriola Beach and the fireworks were exploding in front of us. Penny told me later that she totally loved that moment :)

The fireworks

We totally forgot on Friday because we watched the fireworks up from the mountain, but after the fireworks, the fire-bulls are released. Yes, bulls :roll: But they are fake bulls. The fire-bulls are cardboard shapes carried by people. They have a series of rockets attached to their backs, and they keep on exploding as the fire-bull runner pursues passer-byes. They suddenly turn back and run against the crowd to catch people under their fire. It's silly but kinda fun at the same time. Here's a picture.

Fire-bull

After the fire-bulls, we went to have an ice-cream. It is a tradition to have one after the fireworks so the ice-cream parlour had an immense line. But it was worth the waiting and we enjoyed a great ice-cream as we headed towards the funfairs. It was just packed in there. We saw a lot of famous people (well, famous in here): local singers and a few tv people. The festivities bring everyone back to town. And as we were walking, we saw this infamous attraction: it consisted of a base with several arms, that spun around the base. But at the same time, each arm spun around itself. It was crazy. We all looked to one another and decided to give it a go. By the way, for all those soccer lovers, the second trainer of Football Club Barcelona (a basque guy and former player) was taking a ride with his kids as we were waiting our turn. The attraction was a lot of fun. The ride was crazy: a mixture of fear and fun. We shouted like hell :lol:

We had a walk by the funfair and then went back home. We were tired from the walk in the morning and the bath in the afternoon and next day we agreed to go to Bilbao to visit the Guggenheim Museum. Since we had to wake up early (Bilbao is a one hour drive) we went directly to bed. As most of the cats, Kika is a sneaky one and she hid under Penny's bed. She said that it was alright, that she'll leave the door open until Kika got bored and just come out again. But so I heard next morning, Kika changed her hiding place and since Penny checked under the bedroom and didn't see her there, she closed the door, only to be startled a while later by Kika jumping on her :lol:

Kika