Yesterday after lunch, bike ride and cleaning, i was preparing myself to go to the Temple. I said preparing, because it is a real process. Do you guys have some idea about how much time it takes before makeup and hair be done??????? Well, after all of my efforts i didnt see myself beautiful. BUT I KNOW I`M BEAUTIFUL, AMAZING, MARVELOUS. The thing is: PMS changes our view. So we leave and went to the Temple. After the section when we were at the "last room" (I think it is so sacred that i don`t wanna say the name) a lady came to us right before i close my eyes in prayer and said: "I was waiting you to say how beautiful you are. You are such a beautiful woman". I surely loved to hear that, but as much as my husband receives me there with a hug and kiss, when i saw her coming in our direction, i thought: "she will say pls don`t kiss in here". So, I was wrong! It was nice, specially in a day when i saw myself as a little monster. And guess what? At the dressing room, another lady came, holding my shoulders and whispered: "I loved sitting by you because you are so graceful". And then i joke with husbandinho saying that some women were having an agreement to be nice to someone and 2 of them caught the same person.
quarta-feira, 3 de março de 2010
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I`m...
- Cynthia Pratt
- Chandler, Arizona, United States
- Sou a CEO da minha familia, a chef da nossa cozinha, piloto de fogao, especialista em transportes, decoradora, pscicologa, medica, esposa, mae, amiga... a lista e grande. mas tem uma coisa que sou igualzinha a voce: IMPERFEITA (O).
Abalativa a senhora ne? ;)
ResponderExcluir"I said preparing, because it is a real process."
ResponderExcluirhahahahaha
Até in english tu consegue me fazer rir.
hahaha