quinta-feira, abril 24, 2014

Jardins do Museu do Ipiranga

Algumas fotos de um dos passeios ao Museu do Ipiranga...

O Museu em si está em reforma ha algum tempo e, se não me engano, visitações estão suspensas..... Mas mesmo assim só pela parte de fora, os jardins, o Parque da Independência e a vista de tudo aquilo ja vale o passeio :)







 entrada da casinha Hobbit



 assim que acabarem as obras quero ir novamente....
o lugar é lindo!

 Nada saudável esse tempurá....
mas que delícia que é!!!!!



Sorteio bacana AQUI  ;)
Participem! 


domingo, abril 13, 2014

"What If, For a Moment" by Gillian Young


I, from time to time, find myself reading her website (it used to be a blog) and it always amazes me how she writes.
How can I not like these words when they say exactly what I was thinking/feeling the first time I read the post? I´m sure they will somehow 'get to you' too ;)
I´d say she should try and be a writer or journalist... but she already is.
- www.battleofthebites.com


"What If, For a Moment"
by Gillian Young

'What if we savoured every bite?  And allowed the textures, the flavours, the sweet, the salty, the heat, and the nostalgia to sit on our tongues for a moment, even two, before swallowing.

What if we never got drunk?  We could drink our wine with so much patience and pleasure that it would wrap its warm body around our bodies rather than go straight to our heads.

What if we really listened?  And instead of trying to figure out our next sentence we focused on what the other was saying.  We could hear the tiny truths.  Get to know each other.

What if we were here right now?  We could stop replaying old memories like worn down records and see what this moment feels like.  Maybe you’re tired.  Maybe I’m hungry.  Maybe we are happy.

What if we looked each other in the eyes?  Face to face.  Forgetting the need to look away or act disinterested.  We could take in all the little details from chin to forehead and forgot about the shoes on our feet and the bruises on our shins.

What if we woke up today and celebrated?  For no other reason other than the fact that we are alive, and breathing, and the world is one big playground for us to play in.

What if we allowed ourselves to love?  Him, her, the stranger making your coffee and the bus driver who is rude to you.  Because they are people, and in some way they are helping us, and they also have families, and unmade beds, and ripped up hearts, and dirty dishes, and memories stuffed in shoe boxes they’d like to forget.

And what if we loved ourselves?  But really.  Every stretch mark, every mistake, every stain, every failure.  What if we stopped trying to bleach it all out?  We are flawed.  We are human.  We are messy and sometimes it’s a mess we don’t have to clean up.  We are real, with big bloody hearts and so many twisted kinds of wonderful.'


What if?!

quarta-feira, abril 09, 2014

Eu era a única em clima de Carnaval

Então que postei uma foto no Facebook de uma festa de Carnaval de uns 2 (acho) anos atrás e a galera se empolgou em repetir a dose....
Com data pra acontecer era só se programar e ir, certo? Pois é... mas sempre tem quem de última hora encontra 'coisa melhor pra fazer' (mais um motivo de eu não convidar galera pra nada, raríssimas exceções.... e sempre dá na mesma).

Cheguei na casa de querido Hottër e todo mundo normal :/ Como assim?!?
Me montei com cabelinho diferente especialmente pra ocasião :P





Eu estava tirando uma fotos do 'visú' e Wallison se ofereceu pra fazer algumas de 'corpo todo'.... passamos um tempinho brincando de posar lol










 - post para 'limpar' computador, que aliás está com literalmente milhares de fotos rsrsrs

- Bóra participar do sorteio, galera!! - AQUI


quinta-feira, abril 03, 2014

Luz no Fim do Túnel

Existe.... mas como é longo esse túnel :/








fotos borradas, eu sei :/
pra falar a verdade não entendo como as pessoas conseguem, com máquinas super bacanas, não fazer foto 'certinha' o tempo todo... mas tá valendo.