tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316Fri, 10 Feb 2012 08:43:11 +0000goalstravelmemoriescollectionItalygrandmaminiaturesA blog about my life as an American living in Brazil. I talk about the culture, food, people and just about anything on my mind. Brazil Brasil show your face!http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/noreply@blogger.com (HCJ)Blogger74125blogspot/fmUVBhttp://feedburner.google.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-6473670639148873448Thu, 09 Feb 2012 01:46:00 +00002012-02-08T23:52:19.369-02:00If someone tells you that they made a promise to not do something, what do you think?  Let's just say for example, that you hear someone say that they promised they would not use Facebook. what is the first thing that comes to your mind? I had this happen to me a few weeks ago. In my mind when I heard the person saying they had made a promise, I assumed that they had promised their mother or http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~3/kxU8W3xZeIU/making-promise-has-never-been-so.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)1<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=kxU8W3xZeIU:YsE1ltnMPHI:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=kxU8W3xZeIU:YsE1ltnMPHI:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=kxU8W3xZeIU:YsE1ltnMPHI:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=kxU8W3xZeIU:YsE1ltnMPHI:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=kxU8W3xZeIU:YsE1ltnMPHI:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=kxU8W3xZeIU:YsE1ltnMPHI:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~4/kxU8W3xZeIU" height="1" width="1"/>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2012/02/making-promise-has-never-been-so.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-5424187359219929151Thu, 09 Feb 2012 00:14:00 +00002012-02-08T22:14:54.724-02:00Ok so now that all the drama is out of the way... lets post something positive. Carnival is coming! Okay so I can't say that I get all excited about it, but I do love the spirit of it all. The first year that I arrived in Brazil and I saw how Brazil "LIVED" Carnival, I started saying that "Brazil goes to sleep at new years and only wakes up again for Carnival" After Carnival is when life in http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~3/glx4F5sfU00/wake-back-up-brazil.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=glx4F5sfU00:rF38EGIsSeg:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=glx4F5sfU00:rF38EGIsSeg:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=glx4F5sfU00:rF38EGIsSeg:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=glx4F5sfU00:rF38EGIsSeg:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=glx4F5sfU00:rF38EGIsSeg:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=glx4F5sfU00:rF38EGIsSeg:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~4/glx4F5sfU00" height="1" width="1"/>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2012/02/wake-back-up-brazil.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-5810761926057859290Wed, 08 Feb 2012 12:53:00 +00002012-02-08T11:16:30.332-02:00It has been a while since I posted. I just now realized that when I have these long pauses in my writing, it is usually because something crazy is happening in my life. So, as long as I am writing, things are good. If I stop, then you should all take it as a red flag warning.  I can't possibly begin to wrap my head around the events of the last year enough to post an insightful post. So many http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~3/RMHah0ucS5M/ahem-you-should-know.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=RMHah0ucS5M:-l9uuK1weZs:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=RMHah0ucS5M:-l9uuK1weZs:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=RMHah0ucS5M:-l9uuK1weZs:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=RMHah0ucS5M:-l9uuK1weZs:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=RMHah0ucS5M:-l9uuK1weZs:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=RMHah0ucS5M:-l9uuK1weZs:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~4/RMHah0ucS5M" height="1" width="1"/>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2012/02/ahem-you-should-know.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-419273899483901104Thu, 24 Nov 2011 00:42:00 +00002011-11-23T23:10:10.911-02:00 Mom had a tradition of sitting down at the Thanksgiving table and asking each of us to take turns saying what we were thankful for that year. This usually ended up with the one speaking getting a bit choked up and as kids we dreaded our turn. So we would quietly wait, just hoping Mom would forget about the tradition for one year. Of course she never forgot and we would always end up taking our http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~3/tPVXsDJokVg/thanks.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)1<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=tPVXsDJokVg:r6eVdz74jNA:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=tPVXsDJokVg:r6eVdz74jNA:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=tPVXsDJokVg:r6eVdz74jNA:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=tPVXsDJokVg:r6eVdz74jNA:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=tPVXsDJokVg:r6eVdz74jNA:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=tPVXsDJokVg:r6eVdz74jNA:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~4/tPVXsDJokVg" height="1" width="1"/>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/11/thanks.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-9043009450776611235Wed, 02 Nov 2011 22:38:00 +00002011-11-02T20:38:02.421-02:00I know it has been a month but I haven't been able to find the time to write in my blog. I bought tickets to visit my parents and I am really excited to go. My brothers have bought tickets for me to fly and visit each of them. I really can't wait to see the kids again!!! I have not even met one of them and she is growing up so fast and hasn't met her tia yet. I am going to be in the states http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~3/bBeQPnu3xsE/travels-ahead.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=bBeQPnu3xsE:_KYuaUt1gaI:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=bBeQPnu3xsE:_KYuaUt1gaI:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=bBeQPnu3xsE:_KYuaUt1gaI:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=bBeQPnu3xsE:_KYuaUt1gaI:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=bBeQPnu3xsE:_KYuaUt1gaI:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=bBeQPnu3xsE:_KYuaUt1gaI:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~4/bBeQPnu3xsE" height="1" width="1"/>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/11/travels-ahead.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-4161008871646091517Mon, 26 Sep 2011 01:59:00 +00002011-09-25T23:04:28.845-03:00I just wanted to post this recommendation. I just finished watching Bridesmaids. I guess it is just my humor, or perhaps I just relate very well to the story and the challenges the characters have. It reminded me of some people in my life and I laughed so much I couldn't breathe. There is one character that I totally identified with and I love that about this movie. I am not writing a review, I http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~3/qdqWrL15Cf8/i-just-wanted-to-post-this.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=qdqWrL15Cf8:fLfNlVN0Ss0:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=qdqWrL15Cf8:fLfNlVN0Ss0:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=qdqWrL15Cf8:fLfNlVN0Ss0:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=qdqWrL15Cf8:fLfNlVN0Ss0:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=qdqWrL15Cf8:fLfNlVN0Ss0:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=qdqWrL15Cf8:fLfNlVN0Ss0:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~4/qdqWrL15Cf8" height="1" width="1"/>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-just-wanted-to-post-this.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-8154901012925465423Sun, 18 Sep 2011 20:44:00 +00002011-09-18T17:44:10.323-03:00Don't you just __Love___ crazy people? At first we think it is cool to try and figure out their minds. Then once you think you have it figured out, they change the game on you. Once you get used to the second game, they tell you the first game never existed. As you recover from the shock of such a blow, you start to gravitate towards your own personal insanity. Then... you develop a cunning plan,http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~3/W2J2mv_1s-I/dont-you-just-love-crazy-people.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=W2J2mv_1s-I:1UaYzhaC0QE:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=W2J2mv_1s-I:1UaYzhaC0QE:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=W2J2mv_1s-I:1UaYzhaC0QE:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=W2J2mv_1s-I:1UaYzhaC0QE:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=W2J2mv_1s-I:1UaYzhaC0QE:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=W2J2mv_1s-I:1UaYzhaC0QE:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~4/W2J2mv_1s-I" height="1" width="1"/>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/09/dont-you-just-love-crazy-people.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-5116961184076835021Sun, 04 Sep 2011 15:46:00 +00002011-09-04T12:46:14.731-03:00I was reading Seth Godin's blog this morning and again I came across a post that I would like to comment on. He says: "Not fade away Most partnerships don't end up in court. Most friendships don't end in a fight. Most customers don't leave in a huff. Instead, when one party feels under-appreciated, or perhaps taken advantage of, she stops showing up as often. Stops investing. Begins tohttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~3/JkhLO-_KhqU/it-is-in-silence-that-we-must-listen.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=JkhLO-_KhqU:DxWlyZiiZSA:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=JkhLO-_KhqU:DxWlyZiiZSA:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=JkhLO-_KhqU:DxWlyZiiZSA:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=JkhLO-_KhqU:DxWlyZiiZSA:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=JkhLO-_KhqU:DxWlyZiiZSA:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=JkhLO-_KhqU:DxWlyZiiZSA:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~4/JkhLO-_KhqU" height="1" width="1"/>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/09/it-is-in-silence-that-we-must-listen.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-6312077053331862147Fri, 02 Sep 2011 03:44:00 +00002011-09-02T00:47:39.487-03:00I know it has happened to almost everyone of us. You are in the middle of a conversation and you start to realize that the person is no longer looking at you, they are either looking past you, or perhaps looking at someone else at the table. It can be a rather solitary moment when you realize that you are no longer being talked to or participating as an active member in that conversation. Somber http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~3/el-YQsiUeKQ/observation.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=el-YQsiUeKQ:aMVpHu_oImQ:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=el-YQsiUeKQ:aMVpHu_oImQ:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=el-YQsiUeKQ:aMVpHu_oImQ:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=el-YQsiUeKQ:aMVpHu_oImQ:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=el-YQsiUeKQ:aMVpHu_oImQ:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=el-YQsiUeKQ:aMVpHu_oImQ:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~4/el-YQsiUeKQ" height="1" width="1"/>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/09/observation.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-8072299050769406102Sat, 27 Aug 2011 15:15:00 +00002011-08-27T12:15:23.184-03:00Well, I did it, I signed my life away! I am locked into a year contract with a gym. It is really really expensive and I hesitated to go for it... but I knew that it was the only way to get me committed to doing it. If it was cheap, I would never go.  The best thing about it is that it includes the pool. I am a fish and I love the water! So, today I am going to look for a swimming suit, this http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~3/ORzSMs7sUkQ/runner.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=ORzSMs7sUkQ:dwMgb3FjMbU:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=ORzSMs7sUkQ:dwMgb3FjMbU:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=ORzSMs7sUkQ:dwMgb3FjMbU:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=ORzSMs7sUkQ:dwMgb3FjMbU:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=ORzSMs7sUkQ:dwMgb3FjMbU:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=ORzSMs7sUkQ:dwMgb3FjMbU:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~4/ORzSMs7sUkQ" height="1" width="1"/>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/08/runner.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-1113386393896993787Sat, 27 Aug 2011 13:35:00 +00002011-08-27T10:35:34.725-03:00The sun is finally shinning and if you sit still long enough, you can feel it start to heat up your skin. I have strategically placed a chair in a sunny spot on the back porch where I can write and take advantage of this beautiful morning. Finality- Why would I want to talk about finality on such a beautiful morning. It isn't for lack of a better subject, I am sure I have struggled with the http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~3/kxc1zGfOo9Q/finality.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)2<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=kxc1zGfOo9Q:E3pE83CvMVw:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=kxc1zGfOo9Q:E3pE83CvMVw:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=kxc1zGfOo9Q:E3pE83CvMVw:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=kxc1zGfOo9Q:E3pE83CvMVw:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=kxc1zGfOo9Q:E3pE83CvMVw:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=kxc1zGfOo9Q:E3pE83CvMVw:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~4/kxc1zGfOo9Q" height="1" width="1"/>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/08/finality.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-5554372837673073562Fri, 26 Aug 2011 01:53:00 +00002011-08-25T22:53:06.042-03:00Fromses nowses onses, Ises haveses decidedeses thatses Ises willses ignorses theses socialses ruleses andses continueses toses makeses funses ofses peopleses whoses talkses funnyses. Thereses onceses waseses a dayses in whichses I metses a boyses, and the boyses madeses me very confuseses. I couldn'tses understanses thatses heses waseses speakingses Englisheses untilses I realizedeses that he http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~3/XWxrRPt2eIw/passwords.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)2<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=XWxrRPt2eIw:ET7Mx3NP814:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=XWxrRPt2eIw:ET7Mx3NP814:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=XWxrRPt2eIw:ET7Mx3NP814:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=XWxrRPt2eIw:ET7Mx3NP814:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=XWxrRPt2eIw:ET7Mx3NP814:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=XWxrRPt2eIw:ET7Mx3NP814:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~4/XWxrRPt2eIw" height="1" width="1"/>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/08/passwords.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-5628254918066858253Fri, 26 Aug 2011 01:44:00 +00002011-08-25T22:44:10.317-03:00I deleted the last two posts because I totally wrote them in the middle of the night when I was on zero sleep and I was feeling like crap. So, in order to not hurt any feelings, I have deleted them. So... now I just need to think of something else a bit less harsh to say :)http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~3/oQcEgXhxNc8/ok-ok-ok.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=oQcEgXhxNc8:uf1SDJrJc0U:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=oQcEgXhxNc8:uf1SDJrJc0U:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=oQcEgXhxNc8:uf1SDJrJc0U:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=oQcEgXhxNc8:uf1SDJrJc0U:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=oQcEgXhxNc8:uf1SDJrJc0U:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=oQcEgXhxNc8:uf1SDJrJc0U:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~4/oQcEgXhxNc8" height="1" width="1"/>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/08/ok-ok-ok.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-6107225691792815242Tue, 16 Aug 2011 01:30:00 +00002011-08-15T22:30:42.486-03:00It is simple, it just clicked. My weekend was so nice and I felt so relaxed. You know when things just click? Like when everything is just in a really good rhythm? I spent two days relaxing with friends and enjoying nature. We stayed up late talking about everything under the sun (and then some). I love moments like that! I wish it didn't have to end, but reality is that work starts early http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~3/nw80Uo8hM-U/weekend-clicked.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=nw80Uo8hM-U:S6UZr0BcC6I:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=nw80Uo8hM-U:S6UZr0BcC6I:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=nw80Uo8hM-U:S6UZr0BcC6I:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=nw80Uo8hM-U:S6UZr0BcC6I:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=nw80Uo8hM-U:S6UZr0BcC6I:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=nw80Uo8hM-U:S6UZr0BcC6I:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~4/nw80Uo8hM-U" height="1" width="1"/>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/08/weekend-clicked.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-2457845767767126898Tue, 16 Aug 2011 01:17:00 +00002011-08-15T22:17:41.483-03:00Every so often we tend to lose focus on what is important. When our brain finally catches up and brings us back around to where we should be, it gives us such a sense of relief. My focus was lost for about a month. I lost focus on several things, including my weight, physical health and emotional health. Out of the blue today I realized that I was focusing on minor things that were hurting my http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~3/8JQWQOQ-kt0/refocus.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)1<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=8JQWQOQ-kt0:H9ylQiLCCFo:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=8JQWQOQ-kt0:H9ylQiLCCFo:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=8JQWQOQ-kt0:H9ylQiLCCFo:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=8JQWQOQ-kt0:H9ylQiLCCFo:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=8JQWQOQ-kt0:H9ylQiLCCFo:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=8JQWQOQ-kt0:H9ylQiLCCFo:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~4/8JQWQOQ-kt0" height="1" width="1"/>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/08/refocus.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-8116306177921319902Sat, 13 Aug 2011 01:43:00 +00002011-08-12T22:43:54.565-03:00This band is in the top 40 this week and I kinda like the song. Let's get down with the trumpets!!!!   http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~3/Zpo9gN-TExM/rizzle-kicks.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=Zpo9gN-TExM:Kken5dXMkIo:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=Zpo9gN-TExM:Kken5dXMkIo:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=Zpo9gN-TExM:Kken5dXMkIo:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=Zpo9gN-TExM:Kken5dXMkIo:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=Zpo9gN-TExM:Kken5dXMkIo:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=Zpo9gN-TExM:Kken5dXMkIo:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~4/Zpo9gN-TExM" height="1" width="1"/>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/08/rizzle-kicks.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-5845915946397033959Sat, 13 Aug 2011 01:11:00 +00002011-08-12T22:11:04.661-03:00You can imagine how frustrating it is to feel like you are taking two steps forward and one step back. Arduous the task at hand! Two choices, grab my bag and leave, or go to the bathroom and cry a little, pull myself together and return. Not worth getting overwhelmed ??? I really WISH that were the case. You lose a little of yourself every step lost. That feeling that pushed you on, almost gone. http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~3/Cox4Co05ed0/two-steps-forward-then-one-step-back.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)1<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=Cox4Co05ed0:KCjNhq8K-FQ:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=Cox4Co05ed0:KCjNhq8K-FQ:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=Cox4Co05ed0:KCjNhq8K-FQ:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=Cox4Co05ed0:KCjNhq8K-FQ:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=Cox4Co05ed0:KCjNhq8K-FQ:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=Cox4Co05ed0:KCjNhq8K-FQ:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~4/Cox4Co05ed0" height="1" width="1"/>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/08/two-steps-forward-then-one-step-back.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-3281686724199101154Thu, 11 Aug 2011 14:58:00 +00002011-08-11T12:07:13.026-03:00I may have mentioned this before and if I have, then I guess it is important enough to mention again. When I was a child, I used to lay my back up against the speakers of my parents 8 track/ record player. I don't know if it was just because I was small, but these speakers used to seem really huge to me. I would sit there with the music really loud and just feel the base vibrating my insides. I http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~3/8JVEyHKNE_U/drum-drum-drum.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=8JVEyHKNE_U:xtPCF6QGui0:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=8JVEyHKNE_U:xtPCF6QGui0:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=8JVEyHKNE_U:xtPCF6QGui0:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=8JVEyHKNE_U:xtPCF6QGui0:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=8JVEyHKNE_U:xtPCF6QGui0:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=8JVEyHKNE_U:xtPCF6QGui0:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~4/8JVEyHKNE_U" height="1" width="1"/>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/08/drum-drum-drum.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-1035089381314529294Thu, 11 Aug 2011 13:18:00 +00002011-08-11T10:18:07.381-03:00This morning I needed to do a cleanup of my laptop and decided to remove some old programs that are just taking up space on my computer. I opened up the control panel and one by one started to go down the list of programs I no longer use. It started me thinking... I really wish I had a "Control Panel" of my own. This would be the general process: Start --> Control Panel --> Add and Remove --> http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~3/7sMfW_q7660/control-panel.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)1<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=7sMfW_q7660:WHaBYWQUjLs:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=7sMfW_q7660:WHaBYWQUjLs:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=7sMfW_q7660:WHaBYWQUjLs:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=7sMfW_q7660:WHaBYWQUjLs:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=7sMfW_q7660:WHaBYWQUjLs:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=7sMfW_q7660:WHaBYWQUjLs:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~4/7sMfW_q7660" height="1" width="1"/>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/08/control-panel.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-5523125040557637959Thu, 04 Aug 2011 14:10:00 +00002011-08-04T11:10:57.118-03:00This is a poem I wrote about 14 years ago. I was digging up some of my old poems and  I sent this one off to my Mom for some punctuation and editing. She returned it to me with a note that let me know there is now a book series with the same title. Since I sat on this poem for ages, I am now being forced to change the name from Silly Sally Wally Drew  to Silly __???___  Wally Drew. My original http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~3/YxJ2K8fr88o/silly-shally.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=YxJ2K8fr88o:P1YsjVzRUU0:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=YxJ2K8fr88o:P1YsjVzRUU0:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=YxJ2K8fr88o:P1YsjVzRUU0:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=YxJ2K8fr88o:P1YsjVzRUU0:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=YxJ2K8fr88o:P1YsjVzRUU0:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=YxJ2K8fr88o:P1YsjVzRUU0:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~4/YxJ2K8fr88o" height="1" width="1"/>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/08/silly-shally.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-5703931799199691331Tue, 02 Aug 2011 11:07:00 +00002011-08-02T09:07:29.639-03:00I read the post today on Seth Godin's blog. It is about taking a closer look at your business, and if your business is one that is willing to take a look in the mirror to see its flaws or if you are willing to just go with the status quo. I particularly like the imagery he draws when he says: "Sometimes, we get close to finding out who we really are, what's the status of our situation, what'shttp://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~3/_UXj_lN5cgI/truth-just-around-corner.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=_UXj_lN5cgI:QgdY3h0a_1Y:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=_UXj_lN5cgI:QgdY3h0a_1Y:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=_UXj_lN5cgI:QgdY3h0a_1Y:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=_UXj_lN5cgI:QgdY3h0a_1Y:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=_UXj_lN5cgI:QgdY3h0a_1Y:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=_UXj_lN5cgI:QgdY3h0a_1Y:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~4/_UXj_lN5cgI" height="1" width="1"/>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/08/truth-just-around-corner.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-4579631990381842714Mon, 01 Aug 2011 15:02:00 +00002011-08-01T12:02:11.763-03:00I have left myself 5 minutes. In the next 5 minutes I am going to to the following: Finish this post; Start worrying about the one hour I have left before the start of the new school semester; Figure out how I am going to take a shower, Put on makeup, eat and make it to work in one hour; Start actually freaking out about how my first day of classes are going to go. In the next 5 minutes I am http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~3/Wt3wxwMjVsQ/5-min.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=Wt3wxwMjVsQ:wgbPEHs--5A:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=Wt3wxwMjVsQ:wgbPEHs--5A:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=Wt3wxwMjVsQ:wgbPEHs--5A:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=Wt3wxwMjVsQ:wgbPEHs--5A:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=Wt3wxwMjVsQ:wgbPEHs--5A:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=Wt3wxwMjVsQ:wgbPEHs--5A:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~4/Wt3wxwMjVsQ" height="1" width="1"/>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/08/5-min.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-9157769736424316768Thu, 28 Jul 2011 11:31:00 +00002011-07-28T08:31:14.913-03:00I woke up this morning with Ray Lamontagne in my head. I love it! I really love waking up with a song in my head. It just reconfirms that I am totally a morning person. This time the song gave me goosebumps. As I got dressed and sat down at the table with a warm cup of milk the song looped in my head. I pushed the power button on my laptop and waited patiently until I could login and open my http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~3/Jw3SXpqOLzA/ray-in-my-head.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=Jw3SXpqOLzA:R66M2-7UXb8:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=Jw3SXpqOLzA:R66M2-7UXb8:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=Jw3SXpqOLzA:R66M2-7UXb8:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=Jw3SXpqOLzA:R66M2-7UXb8:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=Jw3SXpqOLzA:R66M2-7UXb8:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=Jw3SXpqOLzA:R66M2-7UXb8:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~4/Jw3SXpqOLzA" height="1" width="1"/>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/07/ray-in-my-head.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-1615855843343139763Tue, 19 Jul 2011 12:41:00 +00002011-07-19T09:55:04.186-03:00So, loneliness is a matter of perception, right? I imagine it is. I am pretty sure there is some study out there that proves what I just said. So, I was thinking about how I have always been the person who would choose very carefully the people I surrounded myself with and was never someone who encouraged or fostered superficial relationships.  I think it reflects in my friends list on Facebook. http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~3/Jrq-ivAqJX0/i-adore-you.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=Jrq-ivAqJX0:D1xtotY4Tus:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=Jrq-ivAqJX0:D1xtotY4Tus:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=Jrq-ivAqJX0:D1xtotY4Tus:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=Jrq-ivAqJX0:D1xtotY4Tus:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=Jrq-ivAqJX0:D1xtotY4Tus:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=Jrq-ivAqJX0:D1xtotY4Tus:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~4/Jrq-ivAqJX0" height="1" width="1"/>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/07/i-adore-you.htmltag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4656510398532617316.post-5127925941577241780Tue, 19 Jul 2011 09:10:00 +00002011-07-19T06:10:00.878-03:00Sometimes I wish... People could read my mind. I don't care if they hear the bad parts. I could fly, or bounce really far with one hop. I was taller, or that everyone else was shorter. I was skinnier, or that everyone else was fatter. I hadn't gone to that one place on that one day. That I had never hurt anyone.... ever! That I had my Mom's courage. That I had my Mom's iron stomach. My sister http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~3/rHSMW5hTHwk/sometimes-i-wish.htmlnoreply@blogger.com (tropichahni)0<div class="feedflare"> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=rHSMW5hTHwk:Wi9TYPk9Jq0:yIl2AUoC8zA"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=yIl2AUoC8zA" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=rHSMW5hTHwk:Wi9TYPk9Jq0:V_sGLiPBpWU"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=rHSMW5hTHwk:Wi9TYPk9Jq0:V_sGLiPBpWU" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=rHSMW5hTHwk:Wi9TYPk9Jq0:qj6IDK7rITs"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?d=qj6IDK7rITs" border="0"></img></a> <a href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?a=rHSMW5hTHwk:Wi9TYPk9Jq0:gIN9vFwOqvQ"><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~ff/blogspot/fmUVB?i=rHSMW5hTHwk:Wi9TYPk9Jq0:gIN9vFwOqvQ" border="0"></img></a> </div><img src="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~r/blogspot/fmUVB/~4/rHSMW5hTHwk" height="1" width="1"/>http://tropichahni.blogspot.com/2011/07/sometimes-i-wish.html