"After all, what is hapiness?
Love, they tell me. But love doesn't bring and never has brought hapiness. On the contrary, it's a constant state of anxiety, a batterfield;it's sleepness nights,asking ourselves all the time if we're doing the right thing.
Real love is composed of ecstasy and agony.
All right then, peace. Peace? If we look at the mother, she's never at peace..."
"Money brings hapiness. Fine. In that case,everyone who earns enough to have a high standard of living would be able to stop work. But then they're more troubled..."
" I spent a lot of my life looking for hapiness, now what I want is JOY. Joy is like sex - it begins and ends. I want pleasure. I want to be contented, but hapiness? I no longer fall in that trap."

"The witch of Portobello" by Paulo Coelho

This is part of the book I'm reading , and I want to remember it. We spend our lives looking for hapiness, but that's subjective. Live is made of little moments, and if I have moments of joy, then I'm happy.

Have a good sunny day ( we can dream,right?)

Lost the rhythm...
Can't find it ...
My inspiration must be under the bed

Maybe I had too much orange juice (with vodka)
I'm tired of doing nothing,
Although I have a lot to do
But nothing important

Bye

Me and my two best girlfriends are speeding down the motorway in my Pajero.After a long and very hot Summer day, we decided to go to the beach straight from the office. The music is loud and we are all singing. Arriving at the beach, we park and take our clothes off. And our jewllery, so we wouldn't loose it in the sea. We leave everything in the jeep,bags with money,documents,clothes,literally everything. The jeep is parked in the beach, so no problems, right?
We run to the sea and play and laugh like children. ahhhhhh, so refreshing, great fun.
Time to go home and pick up the children,try to put keys in the lock....there was no lock!!
We've been robbed!!!
Everything is gone! Panic! Run to nearest cafe,call the police
- you'll have to come to the police station to explain what happen.
Down in the police station,I tell them everything, those bastards took my Christian Dior lingerie!!
They didn't take my friends pants though!
Police didn't take us seriously.They finger printed us, that was it

Arrive at mother-in-law's house to pick up the children.
The entire neighbourhood is out waiting for the worst.
I didn't fly over the sea, but I was killed by harsh words.
How could a married woman arrive from work,this late, with crazy hair and no clothes!!

End of story....and if you are wondering, yes this really happened

Yeah, I pissed myself laughing trying to photograph my eyes, as requested by Adamantix, and I can tell you, it's not as easy as it seems

But anyway there you have my best shot
Can you imagine how bad the others were??