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Hi everybody!

It's been some time since the last I was here. In fact, I'm just passing to drive the flies away from my blog

I'm studying hard, working hard, had some health problems but now I'm fine (who follows me on Facebook knows that) and... that's it.

Oh, next month I'm going to travel. Vacation! Yay!! I'm going to Salvador, a great city (the first capital of Brazil) full of History (and I love that) in the Northeast of Brazil.

I always wanted to go there and now I'm going to fulfill my dream!

Take care you all, I'll be back with more news soon!

Well, far from posting since last week, many things happened since there!

There are 17 days untill the wedding and yes, I've become a Bridezilla!!!

Last week, in the apartment nothing more changed unless for the bath box we put there. Now we're waiting for our frigde and our dinning table. That's just what we need now.

Apart of this, I am very anxious, nervous and yes... emotional. I cried last week. Iknow that feelings are evrywhere but I hate this. I hate the fac of can't be able to control it. Last week, I was not nervous about the party, but about the marriage itself. If I'm able to manage it. If I won't disappoint my future husband in some way. If someday he'll look at me and will think 'Oh, my goodness... and I married to this??'... You know, this kind of thing we think when we are about to get into a real commitment...
I was alone for 9 years, since I finished my first marriage and now, I'm involved in a new one. So, expectations and fears are normal in this situation. But... I can't stop thinking it, then I've to deal with it.

Saturday, I got my Bachelorette Party at the bowling. Yes, I didn't have any nuded man... I got some gifts from my friends (only women) and I loved it!! We got there and had a great time having fun!!! As I'm a totally I didn't get my camera (I didn't find) and a friend of mine is still owning me the photos, once she was the official photographer! I hope pics are coming soon!!

We got some more gifts from the wedding (my brother gave me two) and I'm still cleaning and putting things at the apt. On Sunday a friend of family (who is a priest) gave us a blessing in the apt. You know, my family is very religious and even I am not so much, is nice to continue with the traditions (sometimes). Was cool!

And yesterday, was the worst. We went to the buffet house to pay the last part of our party and to deal the details of the ceremony. There we realized that we really will marry in August 09th!!!!! I got totally nervous cos we had all the details and sequence of what will happen.

- Entrance of the bridesmaid;
- Entrance of the parents;
- Entrance of the fiacé (my fiancé was getting white yesterday... so nervous!!!);
- Entrance of the bride (me, freaking out and laughing sooo much, nervous!!! Yes, I laugh when I'm nervous!!! I'm afraid of having a laugh attack while I'll be entering!!);
- The ceremony itself, with the part of putting the rings and telling all those things and the kiss;
- Signing the book;
- Cumpliments and more photos;
- Cake and champagne;
- Dance of the newlyweds!! (Other laugh attack!!!)
- Dinner and the rest... where I don't know if I'll be alive after have cried, have had at least two laugh attacks and have received all the cumpliments...

After all this sequence, we realized that we're officially NERVOUS!!!!

Now, here go the new photos! I took yesterday night and it could have more improvements if the work I contracted to install my shower had came yesterday!







First one, my kitchen with the exhaust fan, my microwave and grill. I added some decoration too.










Those pictures I put in the kitchen were painted by my fiancé's gradma. I like them!







Those cute little ducks family were from my mother-in-law. Unfortunately she's not with us anymore for 4 years, so we wanted to keep something from her in our house to remind her old house and her presence. Those cute ducks are me and my faincé, my daughter and the new member we're going to have... hmmmmm... in some years. I don't know when!




Again, the view of the kitchen from the room. Now, you see the big difference!!! My red wall!! Yes!! (Alan, I'm sorry, I guess I disappointed you with the non white wall as you congratulated me in the last post!) I love red. It's one of my favourite colors and I got that picture from my fiancé in the MOther's day this year. I love sunflowers! I'm completely crazy for sunflowers! He gave me this picture and I thought about a red wall, with this colored picture on it.






A better view of my picture! The sofa we're planning to change the color. It's so American in that color!! but we still don't know what color is best! Maybe black, I don't know.







I thought about black to the sofa, because our tv furniture is also black (or dark brown, I don't remember now) and above the tv, we'll put the other part, which is the same color as under. So, a dark sofa would be nice in the whole scenario.






This wall, which is the corridor wall that leads to the bedrooms, we had to paint in red too. Just because this damned wall had an stain that had no way to remove. So, we decided to paint in red and the stain is gone. I'm thinking about put that photo boxes (I already bought it it's white) to put our photos there and make a big contrast on this wall.








Our bedroom with the curtains.









My daughter's bedroom. The sunblock in the balcony's door, now I just have to buy the curtains. There is no furniture yet. We didn't bring it. I guess she'll have to sleep on the floor! Kidding!








The toilet. It's green. That's all you need to know! No, it's so small that I can't have a whole view for the cam. We didn't use it yet. But we'll fight for the first time in odd or even!







You noticed that we already have a tv in the room right? Yes, I put it there and the ps2 also. So, I had to test it, if I put all the cables right, so I had to take my guitar and play the Rock Band there! Now I know I did all right!!!





Now you know my nest (as Angeliki lovely called!) and I hope untill the wedding everything, but I mean everything will be in their place. We'll wait for our fridge and daughter's funirture. Let's see the next days!
Thank you!

Eu passei um bom tempo pensando se eu devia ou não falar sobre isso.
Achei que para nós brasileiros, que estamos a par do que está acontecendo no país, seria mais um comentário aproveitador sobre o assunto.
Mas isso mexeu de tal forma comigo que eu preciso falar.

Semanas atrás, uma criança foi jogada do 6o. andar do prédio onde ia aos finais de semana alternados, visitar seu pai.
Lá ficava ela, com o pai, a madrasta, e os dois novos irmãozinhos.
Isso se repetia a cada 15 dias, desde que sua mãe e seu pai se separaram. Ele brigou na justiça e conseguiu o direito de visita.

A mãe nunca havia ouvido nenhuma reclamação por parte da criança de ter sofrido abusos ou torturas ou outras coisas do tipo.
Mas todas as vezes que a criança voltava para casa, ela apresentava arranhões, marcas roxas e outras escoriações.

A versão do pai e da madrasta é que havia alguém dentro do apartamento. E no momento que o pai deixou a menina no quarto, dormindo, para poder voltar à garagem e ajudar a esposa com as outras duas crianças, foi o tempo que essa pessoa desconhecida levou para matar e jogar a criança pela janela.

A perícia confirmou que a menina foi mal tratada antes de morrer, ou seja, ela tinha um corte profundo na testa, o que sangrou pelo apartamento todo. A janela tinha uma tela de proteção e foi cortada. As fibras da tela estavam contidas nas roupas que o pai usava na noite do crime. Marcas de sapato sobre a cama foram confirmadas como sendo do pai. E outras marcas de sapato pelo apartamento, como sendo da madrasta.
A menina foi asfixiada, mas não morreu dessa forma, mas sim, da queda do 6o. andar.
A altura do corte da tela de proteção dá exatamente na altura certa para o pai da menina.

Ou seja, todas as provas confirmam que o pai e a madrasta tem algo a ver com o crime, isso para não dizer, tudo a ver.

Eu fiquei extremamente mal com essa história. Tenho uma filha, todos vocês sabem disso. E no momento fiquei imaginando o que seria de mim se eu sofresse algo desse tipo. A resposta mais certa seria: eu enlouqueceria.

Fico olhando a imagem da mãe da garotinha, tão plácida, tão calma, tranquila. PORRA minha senhora, sua filha morreu!! Foi assassinada!! E você não demonstra nada??

Qual é!

E além disso, uma das coisas que mais me deixaram down, foi um dos depoimentos dados por um dos vizinhos, foi que ele ouviu uma voz de criança, falando: "papai, papai, pára, pára"... e momentos seguintes o vizinho só ouviu o estrondo e quando ele olhou pela janela de seu apartamento, viu a criança caída no jardim.

Além disso, nos jornais de São Paulo, saíram várias imagens relatando como a perícia imagina que a pobrezinha tenha sido jogada, e a mais provável é que ela tenha sido agarrada pelos pulsos para fora da janela, e foi solta.

Essa imagem não sai mais da minha cabeça. A criança do lado de fora da janela, o pai segurando pelos pulsos e a menina pedindo para ele parar.

Gente, eu nem consegui dormir direito. Fiquei tão mal que chorei pacas.

Eu fiquei tentando imaginar o por quê. Sei lá. A madrasta não gostava da menina. Isso não tenha dúvida. E que ela tenha tentado agredir a garotinha num momento de loucura, ainda vá lá, ela é louca. Mas o próprio pai, jogar a menina. Putz...

Não entra na minha cabeça. Aliás, acho que na cabeça de ninguém.

E outra: se eu sou a mãe e vejo o padrasto agredindo minha própria filha, eu vou ficar assistindo???
Ou então, vou acobertar por que o outro fez o favor de asfixiar minha filha e ela pode estar morta???

Gente... não dá. É doentio demais. É criminoso demais.

O que mais falta para esses dois assassinos serem presos?? Eles estão soltos aguardando o indiciamento em casa. Fala sério! Tudo leva à eles. E por que estão soltos??

Não dá para acreditar.

Está todo mundo indignado. Com o pai, com a madrasta, e com a mãe. Sim, por que ou ela está extremamente sedada e mal sabe o que está rolando, ou então... ela não se abalou...

É realmente inacreditável.