Sunday, February 27, 2011

The Lock to Success is Also The Key

Back in late May/early June I took a mini-road trip to Alabama to attend a wedding but before arriving we made a one night stop in New Orleans. While sight-seeing throughout that magical moral city I stopped to learn a lesson from a wise, wise man (apparently I love to learn).

"Lemme give you kids some advice..."

This video pretty much sums up his wise words of wisdom:

"And that's how you become successful!"
I'm thinking this guy is totally legit. He's got a permanent position in New Orleans.

Currently listening to: "All I Ever Wanted" album by the Airborne Toxic Event because all I ever wanted was an easy way to be good at life. Keep an eye out for me in the near future. I'm pretty damn good at failing and I've got over 2 decades worth of practice!

Thursday, February 24, 2011

Sexy Time!

Alright. I give up. I just can't help it. I am desperate for attention and I want more followers.

I've noticed that the best way to achieve this is by posting sexy pictures of chicks. Since I am a chick I'm going to make it easy and just post pictures of myself. I'll start off by making sexy facial expressions and move on to some amazing cleavage shots. I'm letting go of any tiny shrivel of self-respect I've ever had and putting on my best slut-face. Gone are my morals, feministic tendencies, and self-esteem. Seriously though, what good is a woman if she's not a hoe?

I'm starting off slow and gradually posting sexier pictures. I hope you boys have your lotion and box of tissues ready. Here are my humps, my humps, my lovely lady lumps.

I've got that perfect little movie star nose!

Oh, man. Check out that killer smile!

Triple Threat!

I have no shame and I'm single! Gentlemen? Yes? Maybe?

I'm gonna need a lot of beer to bag a dude...

Saturday, February 19, 2011

M & J Pictures! =D

Well, apparently my spiritual experience with the birth of my "sister's" twin ladies wasn't interesting to most people since it's the post with the least amount of comments (same number as my very first entry which is pretty much just a picture of me using my dog as a pillow).

I have to admit though, it was a lengthy post (especially compared to all the others I've written), poorly written (I was so emotional and in desperate need of an outlet for it), I didn't really advertise my blog like I usually do, and the birth of babies (even multiples) tends to be relevant/meaningful only if you know or are related to the parents. I've had someone tell me once they didn't find any birth special at all and I'm sure he's not the only one who feels that way. I for one think every birth is special because the same person is never born twice. =)

Anyway, a couple of people showed interest in seeing a few pictures and L (the Mom!) finally sent me a few.  The girls are doing great! Mom is out of the hospital but the twins are not. They were 3 weeks premature and are currently in NICU but they are doing great, getting healthier by the day, and have a high probability of going home maybe even early next week.

Earlier this week they were put in the same incubator. M is the one in the front (she was born first) and J is behind her:

I got to feed J the other day and she held her bottle in such a cute way that L (Mom) took a picture:


I also love just holding them while they sleep. L (Dad) thought it was hilarious how I kept staring at his daughter with such an idiotic expression and L (Mom) was amused as well. Here I am with the goofiest smile:

No tears from me this time around and not quite the same euphoric experience but still one of the most pleasurable things I've ever done. Oh, and just to give you an idea of the tiny-ness of the girls I am 5'5'' and about 145lbs. The girls are small but cute! They are about 4lbs and 9oz! :)

I should get back to writing short, (hopefully) humorous, sarcastic posts after this. But man, this experience was fucking awesome!

Currently listening to: The Airborne Toxic Event (Deluxe Edition) by The Airborne Toxic Event

Monday, February 14, 2011

Double Baby Bliss: L + L = M & J

I started this blog as a joke with the intention of posting brief ramblings about the random ridiculousness that I encounter in my average life. Friday evening, however, I had such an intense experience that this post   will be both serious and long. You're more than welcome to stop reading now and wait for the next post.

Wednesday a favorite couple of mine gave birth to beautiful, fraternal twin girls. I didn't realize until these last couple of days how much two of my friends (couple, wife and husband) meant to me. The wife was unofficially adopted by my family since her and her husband are temporarily here in the States and their families are in Brazil. My mom has ner name in her cell phone as "L Filha" (filha is Portuguese for daughter) and I have her in mine as "L Sister" and her nickname for me is Sis. Friday evening I was finally able to go and visit them after work and arrived with perfect timing. As I walked out of the elevator and took a look down the hall to my right I saw my mother, L & L (the couple), and another family friend coming towards my direction. They were on their way to see the ladybug twins.

Interacting with infants is not something new to me. I have a brother who is a decade younger than me and remember clearly when he was born and have been a "part-time mom" to him ever since. My parents have had several friends over the years give birth to kids and recently several of my own friends have had children and I've held and/or babysat several of them before. Despite feeling comfortable around infants I knew that seeing my nieces would at a minimum make me tear up but more than likely I would shed a few tears and feel the general peace and calm that most people tend to feel when seeing newborns. What I experienced next was completely unexpected.

When I walked into the room M was closest to the door and J on the other side. I looked over first at M and she was just waking up and started crying and that sound just made me lose it. I cried. I didn't bawl, but I didn't just shed that one, tiny, lonely tear that I expected. I cried. It was M's crying that just pushed me over the edge. I was really hoping not to cry infront of my mom, family friend, and L & L but M's crying was one of the most amazing things I had ever heard. J at that moment was being pretty quite and being breast fed by mom. I stood there and stared even though, again, I've seen several babies being breast fed in my lifetime. Occasionally I would stop and touch J's tiny foot or look over at M being held by her daddy and then by my own mother. Then I'd resume to looking back at J as my friend breast fed her and just watched. I didn't realize I'd been standing there staring for so long until I got home later that night. It was one of the first things my mom commented on and joked about it to my dad and one of the first things our family friend at the hospital wrote on my Facebook wall:

My mother to my father: "Natalia was so enchanted, she kept staring like an idiot for 15 minutes!"

Our friend on my Facebook: "Nat, I think you got a little hypnotized. Am I right?"

I replied to our friend, "No, not a little. A lot!"

While I stood there in my enchanted, hypnotic, and dazed stupor I experienced the most emotional and spiritual moments of my entire life. The thoughts and feelings that swept over my entire body is something that I can't explain but that I hope I experience again in the future. It was, in all honesty, the most spiritual experience I have ever had. I truly have never felt anything more amazing in my entire life than what I experienced that moment. This is the most amazing high I've ever felt and they're not even my biological nieces.

Like I mentioned earlier, seeing and interacting with babies is nothing new to me. I think that the difference in this situation was being around and growing close to my friend throughout her entire pregnancy. I was only 9 years old when my mom was pregnant with my youngest brother and lacked the intellectual capacity to truly stop, think, analyze, and appreciate the true beginning of life. I was just too eager to see and experience the end result. Also, this is the first time I've known someone to have multiples, that's already pretty big. I'm sure calling L sis, being called sis in return, and always being told to say hi to my nieces only helped to increase the impact of the twins birth. I feel like a true auntie! :)

I don't have any pictures with the twins yet. There's one picture of me holding M (she's the only one I've had the chance to hold so far) but I'd like to post one as soon as I get a chance.

Wow. Just, WOW.