If you want to really hide something .. Christmas Display
put it under the eyes of all. Following a suggestion from this pearl of wisdom, my Kamasutra (1000Lire version) is sitting in plain view in the library of the living room of my mother, the same person who did not want to read it Boccaccio's Decameron as too "dirty" ...
And my diary, instead of a notebook of paper, is located on the Internet. So it is that my sister telling me, with embarrassment, he had stumbled on my blog ... the same person who had broken into the lock of my secret diary of a teenager to accuse line by line ...
Now this diary certainly is not secret, but is it likely to be much more intimate than a regular blog should ... We try to make nice, but apparently, while changing the media, never change the way I write ... What sense is there in the world to write something that I write for myself? logically, no one cathartic, huge.
Who am I? or rather, what is this blog?
I am a sick girl to singletudine, technically, a single mother, only to have been married seven years (almost eight on the card) with the father of my puppy and, at the age of 34 years, much more "primapara elderly" that girl. .. but there you are ...
The modern term in vogue is "single mom" in case my mom by choice, not single too. Let's say that my ex beat me on time, announced that "for my own good" left me, because he had been something like another four days before my pregnancy test ... things that happen ... and does not wish it on anyone. Statistically it seems that the 15% of couples to dissolve within the first year of the child, unable to deal with problems related to the balance, family. Another 10-15% in the second year. We were alone earlier. Honestly and logically I know it was better that way, at least if I do it all by myself at least I do for a reason. Too bad that in discomfort, the rational part of us is too rarely, and with mood swings / hormones of pregnancy ... even less four days, however, that make the difference between me leaving and have left us and allow the Popes of the puppy free attendance at our house (as the popes, as the former may rot rather than go anywhere in my house ...)
But back to us. Shortly after confirmation by the court had entered my current state of singletudine, I moved with pigrotti puppy and is due in a small apartment in the city center, at least three times the old me. Full of memories, but not my memories. The pigrotti stay with me for a few years, the Cleo Tome and three of four (although it is twice the volume) and have shared with me leaving my ex and waiting for the puppy. In short, they are my family on a par with the biped my kinsmen. To which this relationship is indigestible and I always facing apocalyptic scenarios puppy smothered in the cradle, or at least, blinded by a fingernail of my ferocious beasts. Lately, the "reasonable" reason why should I leave them is the possibility that puppy to become allergic, but, fortunately, it seems that for now the danger is removed.
What do I do for a living? currently a freelance maintained, or as they asked me to the playground, the caregiver puppy ... which is honestly one of my singletudine positive side, as if I were not married yet hard to accept to keep me and I lose a lot of unique moments in its growth. Indeed, the sun has risen and now puppy paws: Good day to you all!
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