THE HEART OF A PB FAN GIRL

MERRY CHRISTMAS TO YOU!!

Thu, 20 Dec 2007 10:11:40 GMT

This is the time of the year I enjoy more because I spend good quality time with my family. By family I mean almost 40 people, including uncles, aunts, cousins and so, in a BIG family reunion in the family ranch. No fancy places, no fancy clothes. Just us and LOTS of fun. This year, I also have you, people in my flist, as my family too.

I want to thank you all for just being my friend and for being there for me. And above all, I want to wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. I really loved the cards sent to me, specially the one coming from France with the little stars inside. That was a nice touch, honey!!

Love you!!

Christmas again!!

Fri, 07 Dec 2007 11:24:13 GMT

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Stolen from speedcat93 and because I love Christmas! and I love gifts!!

*grins*

I GOT MAIL FROM LONDON...

Tue, 25 Sep 2007 23:11:41 GMT

I just got the most !amazing! postcard all the way from London...

Thank you recycledfaery, thank you so much!!

*hugs*

YUHAAAAAAAAAAAA!!

Mon, 06 Aug 2007 01:25:14 GMT

I just got tagged by my friend happywriter06
Thank you, Simone!! You just made my day.

1. List seven habits/facts/quirks about yourself
2. Tag seven people to do the same
3. Do not tag the person who tagged you or say that you tag whoever wants to

1.- I married my first one and only boyfriend

2.- I have always wished to have a sister

3.- If I have to choose, I choose to be stranded in a deserted island with just my family and... tons of books to read.

4.- I studied in a Girls Catholic School. When I was in High School, I was the "mastermind" behind a fake wedding: sixties high heels, tuxedos, costumes and everything, running back and forth the school corridors during class hours. Needless to say that I almost got expelled but I had, oh yesssss!!, the time of my life... Thirty years later, the nuns still remember the "wedding".

5.- Two places I've never been: Australia and New Zealand. Pretty sure I won't die before I can make it there.

6.- My son is my Prince Charming.

7- I don't like parties.

I tag:

thetats, chanchito_z, inaudiblechaos,jujuwesah,linzi20, chinesebakery and mrs_spleen

</div></b>And as this Meme thing says, Free Will: only if you want to or feel in the mood to...

DAMN IT!!

Wed, 01 Aug 2007 15:54:43 GMT

I'm having a really hard time trying to write a love scene between Wentworth and Sarah.

*sighs* *sighs*

What's got to be done, got to be done!! Let's give it a try...

WELCOME!!

Wed, 01 Aug 2007 04:25:38 GMT

A lovely and warm welcome to my new friend Thetats

HOT, HOT, HOT...WEATHER

Mon, 25 Jun 2007 01:25:48 GMT

Today has been a really hot day. So hot, that I've been sweating all day long. Guess I shoul be used by now, since all we have here is Summer time... the whole year.

It"s kind of boring sometimes to have the same weather all the time. Anyway, today is Saint John's day and the Summer solstice was a couple of days ago, which remind me my time living in Barcelona. That was 10 years ago, when I was doing my residency at the Red Cross Hospital. Awee!! those were good days back then..

*sighs* *sighs*

A LITTLE BOUQUET OF VIOLETS

Sun, 10 Jun 2007 18:04:12 GMT

Title: A little bouquet of violets
Genre: RPF
Pairing: Sarah Wayne Callies, Josh Winterhalt
Rating: G
Summary: "He has never ever wished her Happy Birthday ... like everybody else..."

Written for the </a></font></b></a>pbhiatus_fic challenge #5: "They say it's your birthday"

A/N: Inspired in the son "Un ramito de violetas" of the long gone Spanish singer Cecilia.

I've reading fanfics for a while now and finally I made up my mind and decide to join you, girls, in this fantastic adventure. I know RPF is so wrong! ~~I love it !!~~ Anyway, since we are all guilty, let's just enjoy the ride... with me as your new bus driver...

It was her birthday … again.

And as in every birthday since a few years ago, here they were… again

A little bouquet of violets… with an unsigned card.

***************

She used to be happy as a married woman even though she thought her husband was the demmon himself. In fact, he’s got bad temper. She always complained he was never tender, never lovely…

He has never ever wished her Happy Birthday... like everybody else.

For more than 3 years now, she’s been receiving anonymous letters, letters filled with poetry, with love… that somewhat had given her joy back…

Who would that be writing poems for her?, who would that be sending her flowers during Spring?, who would that be that every June First, as usually without a card, would send her a little bouquet of violets?..

Sometimes she dreams and wonders who would that one be, that seems to care about her so much. She wonders: will he have white hair?, will he look at me with tender eyes?, Will he have an easy smile?... will he…?

As the hours fly away, she lives holding to the illusion of being loved and cared..

…And at the end of the day, when her husband comes back from work, he just glances at her, not saying anything, not saying a word …

Not even Happy Birthday…

He is happy as long as she is…

And today she is, because as every year, she's got them.

He already knows... cause he is the one who has been writing her letters, the one who has been sending her flowers. He is the one, the lover, the secret lover…

And she doesn’t know he knows, she just stares at her husband … and says nothing.

ICONS

Mon, 04 Jun 2007 22:56:37 GMT

It seems I have stolen somebody else's Icon. sorry about that. I guess beginner's mistakes.

I'll change muy Icon... as soon as I can find out how.

MUY FIRST POST

Mon, 04 Jun 2007 01:20:37 GMT

Finally, after a long, long try with all of this LJ stuff I can start posting. I already have the first chapter of a fic.