turning...

into a delicate situation:

Everything was fine until a little detail broke the harmony. Then, all problems came out. A complete 180-degree turn in seconds!

The end of the day was lost by complaints about life - which is not perfect FOR EVERYBODY. Well, never mind... I may make things worse saying that (or anything else). 

Too bad! - for health, heart, love, relationship...

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twice stronger

For some (in North America), Halloween (which celebrates death on 31th October - that is: soon!); for other, St. Cosmas and St. Damian Day (commemorated yesterday, with lots of goody and candies - as it will be here in the end of the month)... I prefer the second choice, once it's my culture, besides being connected to children. 

*By the way, so I am by now. What a grace! 

The best way to enjoy it is being with them. Perfect. ♥

too bad!

I can't get stressed nor topsy-turvy...

a shot in the arm

Sometimes, far in the day, the only thing that every woman (or most part of them) need is a delicious éclair - just to relax, in addition of making clear the ideas, to think better...

On the other hand, each one eaten, represents at least one hour at gym, working out. Compensations… Thus, I swear I can’t feel myself guilty once I’m sure that later I’ll make good a loss.

As I have taken it into my life, stable physical exercises serve so as to make me happy, less angry. When moving, I'm lastly relieved, free of any blame or hate... Of course, no more bombarding anyone even during the PMT!

in the name of (self-)love

There is nothing worst for a woman than someone asking her if she is pregnant, when indeed she isn‘t. In other words, that means she is fat.

Then, if she has already thought about, this fact represents the deadline to start working out immediately. There are no excuses to evade it anymore.

Actually, even a slight effort to recover health damages is valid. Fortunately, positive physical shifts have happened since visiting often the gym.

Two months later, it is great to hear eulogies when wearing the same clothes which brought in the past doubts about the shape of the body. I confess it is too satisfying, once my ego was massaged. After all, women are silly; they puffed up.

Becoming slimmer increases any self-esteem, letting it swelled as a peacock. That improves inclusively the sex performing. It is not only a behaviour change, but a choise that means so much for life...

Thus, make itself thin is also good for loving.

mockery
(or should I say “cowardice”?)

Weighing against it (literately), there are many kind of sweet temptations. I reckon nobody has pointed them better than Marisa Monte through her song “Não é Proibido” (lyric of her, Dadi and Seu Jorge).

Jujuba, bananada, pipoca,
Cocada, queijadinha, sorvete,
Chiclete, sundae de chocolate,

Uh!

Paçoca, mariola, quindim,
Frumelo, doce de abóbora com coco,
Bala juquinha, algodão doce e manjar.

Ironically, it is one of my favourite ones to workout, likewise most part of those treats appetize me so much - chiefly popcorn and icecream, I confess. Actually, any dessert inspires me to loose weigh as well burn calories while exercising (for sure, thinking about them, that I will be able to eat one day again with no blame).

sabor delícia

Esfria a cabeça... Adoça a vida já tão amarga.

Uma das coisas que eu mais amo em São Paulo, sem sombra de dúvida, é Melona.

Pode ser de banana, de morango, ou até o de melão mesmo... Qualquer um é de se atirar no chão e chorar de tão gostoso. Cremoso, o sorvete derrete na boca a cada mordida ou lambida. Uma delícia! E tem até outros sabores mais elaborados como café e crocante, mas prefiro os de fruta mesmo.

Na Liberdade, no Brooklin, no Centro, em Moema, na Consolação, na Paulista Pinheiros, Vila Madalena, Morumbi... Vende em qualquer lugar! Tentação. Já no Rio, só no Flamengo, numa lojinha de produtos orientais na Marquês de Abrantes (ainda bem que bem pertinho de casa... ).

A melhor sobremesa para um intervalinho pós almoço, para compensar o cansaço do trabalho árduo na selva de pedra, do vai e vem sem fim - a falta de tempo, de ar, e paciência com o trânsito, a falta de ânimo pelos problemas e de responsabilidade dos outros... É o gostinho suave e gelado contra a cabeça quente.