Saturday, March 12, 2011
Bikini Wax Montgomery
Today is Saturday.
From the street comes the chilly breeze of a winter noon it was never entirely but refuses to leave, because in three weeks and be on the calendar, spring begins.
However, expensive readers, for me, and not just because solstices and equinoxes were seared with fire and back in my childhood memories of other places, for me in two weeks begin Fall ... yes, as there, in my distant, longed and sadly battered Argentina.
A fall a bit sad, fallen leaves or melancholy drizzle.
An autumn nostalgia ... a lot of gray autumn of absence.
A fall suddenly have dominion in my mind and made me raise my desk and start to wander through the rooms of the house, followed by my faithful kitty Camilla, who probably and in the depths of his mind feline is explained the reason of my wanderings and why suddenly do not get angry because it sits on my keyboard or hand playfully bites me if I grab the mouse
... as I said María Elena (which in glory) "in the dining room ... "and I stop to contemplate at length a room in the house, quiet and bright sun, spartanly furnished with a bed, a desk, a computer, a" hookah ... "and a surreal mess that would delight Fellinis and Antonionis. Clothes, empty bottles of mineral water, CDs ... and although I will probably provoke anger from my dear friend, Israel W., decided to put to work and leave the room clean and tidy so that when Gustavito returned from his travels through Tel Aviv, the room is clean and orderly ... read to the end, Israel, and you'll realize that despite my secular bordering with apostate atheism that has given up on change, nor profane the Sabbath or offended to D's will surely understand why I did it. Barely two weeks.
convey my melancholy regret, but within two weeks, as I said the youngest of my seven children, the youngest of the four by adoption and choice, enlisted in the Haganah Le Israel Tzvah ... Golani? "Givati? Kfir "? (*) Still do not know ... even he knows.
Within two weeks it will have to order the part.
again.
But then and for months Gustavito last instruction, the piece will be ordered ... too orderly.
And the house is quiet as a cathedral weekday.
And nostalgia will rule in our souls, longing for his talks gifted, maturity, sometimes frightening, his goodness it bluntly, their willingness to assist, to help your love ... by his brothers and their older ... her laughter always condescending to my worst jokes of old "kid ..."
Am I proud? I do not know. Yes, what I am as proud as when Daniel was playing Rambo in the unit "Dujifat" (*), as when he enlisted as a cook Pablito, as when Lucy, the country girl cute, adorable and so rotten character proudly enlisted as responsible for armory ... I'm proud, but it's different ... I do not know.
Haim Moses, with a sense of poetry that only a parent of a soldier can be expressed, he gave us "The portraits of the album, the feeling of a father whose son is going to play their part in defending the last bastion we have left in the world (that Zionism without the least expensive). The lyrics of that song says it all.
because within two weeks and only after the commander of Gustavito when it deems fit, a tall, emaciated by a thousand years, bull, bowing, shouting, rough mornings, long nights waking and sadistic shower water is not always even This will warm in the doorway, throw on the floor a "kitbag" heavy and full of riddles whose hideous olive green clothes smell will seem the most fragrant Givenchy ... because it will indicate that Gustavito is at home. And since this is the first, we know the process: the machine working overtime, an olive green sun shines from the clothesline, a Gustavo tired but happy to be home to the delicious food rack with warm motherly love will be waiting and without even pausing to see what it's about what you are eating, showering for half an hour ... then sleep for hours ... and we will contemplate at the door the room, without having changed it more than two or three words, a sweaty hug and a kiss of welcome and will ensure your dream ... until rested enough to meet his friends ... or chat with us, what else da ... Previous experience with six children, dear reader, I did learn to appreciate those rare moments that are coming in two weeks, which will certainly be more limited in what we assume ...
Therefore, expensive readers, today I ordered room Gustavito.
because within two weeks will be ordered for a long time.
And Lydia and I, in the reflection of each other's company full of nostalgia, more once we go to watch your orderly room ... waiting for his return.
And Haim Moshe sings "D's to take care of you, my son ... just come home. "
SNEHA ... Sneh Marcelo
(*) Combat infantry units of the Army of Israel
From my friend Marcelo Sneh.
LATINO-ISRAELI
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