I am a Warrior of the light

...drunk.

Ta ra.

...Everton.

It's on TV.

I was supposed to be there.

Hubby is....

COME ON BENFICA!!!!!!

I don't know if it annoys me or if it bemuses me or if just fascinates me.

But how can one person be so perfect?

Oh, I'm talking about katherine Jenkins by the way.

She has a perfect face, perfect skin, perfect body, perfect smile, perfect attitude, perfect conversation and the voice...I mean, the voice is just wow! amanzigly perfect!

When she's on TV I just can't stop staring at her. But there isn't one spot on that face!!

Anyway she's such a lovely person, you just have to love her.

I'm not quite sure why I am writing this.

Maybe because once again controversy arouse in blogland, this time in my last post.
A post I wrote in hope child blog.
About the bible.

I know for a fact, because my dad taught me, that if you want to avoid a discussion, don't talk about politics, religion or footbal.

But who said a discussion was not good? Just now and then....

What I was thinking with my buttons was, how wonderful Freedom is!

I was born and lived until I was 9 years old in a country ruled by a dictatorship.

Then one day, 24th of April 1974, a revolution happen and we were FREE!

I don't think anyone who has not experienced personally the act of becoming free, has a real idea of what that means.

Living permanently in fear of opening your mouth to express an opinion and being severely tortured and punished for it is the most despised action of all.

And I value my freedom more than anything in this world.

And when something happens that goes against freedom of speech I get angry and very upset.

Like what happened the other day to Professor David Nutt, being fired, after claiming that ecstasy and LSD are less dangerous than alcohol.

I'm not saying he's right or wrong but what about freedom of speech?

What about this?:

Universal Declaration of Human Rights

Article 18
Everyone has the right to freedom of thought, conscience and religion; this right includes freedom to change his religion or belief, and freedom, either alone or in community with others and in public or private, to manifest his religion or belief in teaching, practice, worship and observance.

Article 19
Everyone has the right to freedom of opinion and expression; this right includes freedom to hold opinions without interference and to seek, receive and impart information and ideas through any media and regardless of frontiers.

Value your freedom people; and respect the others freedom.

Have you ever made your coffee in the morning, forgot to boil the water but only noticed when you take the first sip?

It tastes horrible!

Have a great Thursday!

We may be miles apart,
But every night when I look
up at the sky
I remember that we are
standing on the same earth,
Looking at the same moon
and stars,
And somehow you don't seem
So far away after all.

I am slighty freaked out with all the thoughts and dreams I have been having lately.
I know I am going through a tough period of my life and I have to make very important and very difficult decisions and that I care for the world.

But I always considered myself as a very down to earth girl, realistic and most of all very, very patient and controlled. I am also an optimistic person, always seeing the bright side of any dark event.
It takes a great deal to make me lose my temper and as my blog says "Life is a joke. That's why I'm always smiling."
We are not taking anything with us when we leave this world, so carpe diem is my motto.

I know from knowing myself that I am a very intuitive person. Usually when I meet someone for the first time I can immediatly say if that person is trustworthy.
I don't know how I do it but life has proved me right.

I also have a special gift when I can tell a woman is pregnant even if she doesn't know it yet. ( I know that is totally random but I got it right so many times that sometimes friends just ask me: is she pregnant?)

But apart from that as I said I am a realistic person, who usually only believes in what my eyes can see, if you know what I mean.

Latelly I have been having these freaking dreams and last one has shaken me and left me very confused.

Because I dreamt of a place I have never been, I don't know much about and on my dream I saw a clear map of the place, Alberta, in Canada.

Next day when I googled images Alberta, the first image that shows is exactly and I mean exactly the same map of Alberta that was in my dream.

How on earth would I know how the Alberta map was???

There was also a red circle/ball as a logo stamped on some paper in my dream.

Almost reticent I googled that symbol.

And it freaked me out even more! There are quite a few on the net and they all lead to...Canada!

Oh shit. There is more but I'm not going into more details.

I think I need a holiday... a hammock, a book and sun.

Being British is about driving a german car to an Irish pub for a Belgian beer, then on the way home, grabbing an Indian curry or a Turkish kebab, to sit on a Swedish sofa and watch USA shows on a Japanese TV.
And most of all being suspicious of anything Foreign.
Oh and.. Only in Britain .. Can you get a pizza to your home faster than an ambulance.
Only in Britain do banks leave both doors open and chain pens to the counter.
Supermarkets make sick people walk to the back of the shop for prescriptions whilst healthy people get their fags at the front.

I love Britain.

You know how, some of us have a worst nightmare?
Something that can happen and you are terrified that may happen to you?

Some people are afraid of the dark, of death,of worms, of cancer, of closed spaces, etc...

My worst nightmare is this unexplained fear of knocking a child over. Or an animal...or any person, really...

And just now, as I was driving home, this van was turning right,and it's a double street, so I drove sideways to the van to turn left.
Obviously I can't see if there is anyone crossing the road.
And then just like in a matter of millesimes of a second, this baby boy, about 3 years old crosses in front of me!!!

And his dad, and his sister.

I bit my lip and I couldn't move! The boy touched the car,it was that close!

Thank God I was driving slowly and had the reflexes to break!

Dad looked at me, emited some shock sounds, like if it was my fault he is a fucking idiot who lets his children cross the street, carelessly!!

Anyway, it doesn't matter, nothing happened, but I am shaking really bad and I feel like crying.

Just the thought of what almost happened, it's enough to traumatize me.

And some people don't believe in angels....

( just a quick note to say in more than 20 years as a driver, I never had an accident, touch wood, I never made a claim with any insurance company, touch my forehead, but somehow, lately I've been having this bad feelings and dreams with cars??? )

I have been dreamless for a while but now had two very agited nights.
Last night I was with the family and someone else on a paradisiac beach, but behind me there was a farm. Suddenly a huge fire started in some buildings?? and we had to run to safe our lifes. The flame were gigantic and very quick, of course I woke up!

This night I was driving my car and someone was parked wrong then I turned right but I hit all the cars that were parked!!. About 3 or 4.
I stopped , looked at my car, thought I will never have money to pay those cars, and drove away. But before that I noticed this man, walking very slowly and Sherlock Homes type, and I know he wrote my car plate and told all the car owners who did.
I came home, told my husband, he was very upset because he loved this car, that was now totally smashed.
And then I couldn't go to work, because I had no car...and wait for it, this is the best part...I went to work sliding my ass on some sort of "slider", and asking people to get out of my way.

Probably lots of errors on this post, but I'm late to work, no time to review.

Ta ra