A Goode Wedding and a Surprise Ending

The wedding was beautiful. I would have to say simple, which just made it all the more romantic.

but you know it's not the food, the location or drinks but the people who make the party worth while. We had quite a crowed, it was like an old school reunion. We made good used of our time and slapped together some music. Samson Murphy was in the house so we used and abused him. I think the songs will be coming out shortly for your listening pleasure.

My family is having a baby boom, there were toddlers all over the place, it was crazy! Hearing things like "where's my kid"? And waking up to find your child being nursed along side his confused cousin, were not out of the norm. We all took turns caring for them, it was a lot of fun, the babies all look so much like their daddies. But as much fun as I had with them, I am "auntie"

and can always give them right back to thier owners when I'm through with them. I'm quite happy with this arrangement. We were actually shy three kids who had to stay back with their mommies and daddies. (God Bless you Sam, would having given my right peircing for you to have made it.

It was amazing to see such a large handful of relatives all in the same place, I think it was very emotional for a lot of us. A blend of smiles and tears.

Also, special thanks to Philly for gracing us with your presence, "you made JD super happy".... and you know some great drinking games>

Who knows the next time we'll be able to be together again, I don't wana think about it. The Lord always makes a way. but I can't tell you how blessed I am because the more appropriate word is spoiled.

So there we were, about two dozen of us standing out in the cold waiting for the bride to make her way down the snowy slope where my brother was waiting nervously.

He dropped Terry's wedding ring some where in the snow; we couldn't stop the wedding for the lack of a ring, might as well get matching tattoos. But as the bride made her way to her husband to be her foot loosened a clump of snow revealing the lost ring which she had no idea was missing. As if part of the ceremony JD walked over to her and picked up the ring while kneeling at her feet.

Their vows were made and cheers burst out from the crowed when they finally kissed.

I'm so happy my brother's heart has found a cozy little place to rest. For those of us who have seen him struggle and fight it was a crowning moment. Terry really is an amazing girl.

So Victor (old friend) began to play something on his acoustic guitar as the bride went to throw up her bouquet. For the sake of tradition as well as trying to be a good sport i positioned myself ready to catch the thing single women fear most. I looked around and found I was all alone. "cowards" I cried out while demanding the other girls join me. I'm not very superstitious but I did NOT want to be the one catching that thing. Terry threw it twice and no one made an effort to catch it. On the third try it went flying straight for my head. it was out of necessity I tell you, the freaking thing might have taken my eye out.

The after party was also a lot of fun, but it was the after, after party that I shall always remember. I think we were all having too much fun to take pictures of Philly balancing a broom, pizza box and what have you on his nose. Most of the pictures taken are formal ones, but they'll do.

The Jackson's (Namely my wife Jessica) Oh you didn't know I am married? Well my wife

provisioned an amazing hotel and breakfast for the newly-weds. She scorched the place with chocolates, flaming hot underwear "including a tux-thong for Jaydee (according to Terry he DID try it on) There was even a little fire place...very cool.

That night I slept in a massive bed across the hall with my best'est friend ever/wife/mother of my children. I missed you hun.

Here are a few great photos so you can feel the love.

Ok, I love you guys... Long live love!

PS, I'm wearing MC Hammer pants... can't touch this"

NYC Blues

What the heck am I doing here??

My first thoughts upon arriving in NYC. Its cold and its snowing.

I woke up on the ride over to my brother's country home, and all I could see was dead things covered in white. It's pretty when u see it in a picture, but if your actually feeling like one of those poor dead things out side, its not so breath taking. Well, maybe breath taking in that suffocating "I'm actually taking your breath away" kind of metaphor. I've been piling on as many layers of clothing as I can find so I'm starting to feel numb now, only people here refer to that numb feeling as "adjusting".

I miss Brazil, oh yeah you bet I do. This is one adventure I'm not so rived up for. I'm looking at the smooth country road out side, I could run it only I'm almost curtain the ice cold air will kill me three feet from the asphalt. Lucky for me the inhabitants are nice, JD's wife is the kind of girl who makes other guys feel like getting married, even Family guys!

ON this cold and lonely voyage, I have found comfort in some familiar faces, things like corn flakes ( for some reason we have cold breakfast cereal available), the universal Pop Corn, peanut butter... fast Internet service, oh and bath tubs. My hobby here consists of making my brother black beans while clicking my heals repeatedly to the sound of "there's no place like home, there's no place like home.

Did I mention my nephew is awesome?? I think there is genius flowing through his blood, he is very alert, a good sign, speaking of good signs, he is the First male Virgo to enter our family tree.

This just in

Sam Drummer just gave five bucks, some food and a blanket to a homeless confirming my opinion that he is a living Saint in the world of bastards and *&#$@%! God love you Sam.

I miss Brazil, did I already say that? Maybe I should be more on target, I Miss Sao Paulo/ the Embo home, Shawn (my little gentleman), the last face I saw. "You Can use my desk and maybe afterwards we could go to Lunch! His last words to me.

The Embo home gave me the biggest honours ever given to a short term member. There were musicians and elaborate songs, Prophecies, poetry and dancing. Also dear Nat spent some time playing cell phone games with me. I've never felt so loved before, and that's a very sad thing. It was like the best one night stand of your life where you spend years wandering if that was the some one you were supposed to spend the rest of your life with. You know when your relationship is on rocks but just before braking up your lover gives you the greatest sex you ever had as a couple?? I feel kind of like that, maybe I'm just twisted right now; going over the very many amazing memories you've planted in my head. How cruel of you! How cruel to my heart.

Do you really feel the same? And if so, how long will you wait for me? The gold nugget in life's muddy brook. My holly grail. OH SPITE!

I'm not sure I have the will to dig back in. Some where along the line, l have to be able to start setting up shop you know?

Birthday Baby Queen

And yes, you are a queen. Don't let them take away who you are.
Jesus made you, don't let them brake you.
You belong to the lover of all Loves.

Thank you for being the first, thank you for loving me though when we were kids we didn't get along so well. Thank you for your beauty.
I miss you and my prayers are always with you.
Let people know what your about hun, sock them with the truth of where you came from. Don't let go of what you believe, I know you wont, your a fighter and have always been hard core.
I'm sorry this is sloppy, Im on the move again tomorrow...
Funny how we turned out no? Gypsies to the bone!! Arrrghhh... shiver me timbers!!








I've got a glass of wine right now... Cheers to you sis, YOUR AMAZING"!
HAPPY BIRTHDAY

she breaths and the rise of her chest signals him to stop.

in her eyes are those thoughts


the ones hes been avoiding all this life.

he doesn't know why, but tonight


he is miles away from familiar ground.


She holds his face but he can't make out what she says.
her whisper, her touch, begging for home
a place neither have ever known

when they close their eyes they can see it
an orange sunrise cast over turquoise beaches

the smell is so tangible you could almost believe
Once you in hail her fragrant weed
Beautiful because its venomous
Violent because she is uneducated
begging her neighbors to take interest
in the treasures she displays at her breast
he'll for that moment believe
in immortality
And in her is where he plants his seed


He looks down to where she is spread
never cared to ask what it was she said
Neglecting to thank her for her occupation

the joy of knowing you once lived without regret
and all it cost you was your consent

Dream dreamer of her jeweled neck
The drop of perspiration dripping down her back

Believe believer in her jealous seas
tremble all who are on deck
not a soul is free from the shade of her beauty
but the infant conceived






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So some guy shaved my back the other day, and last night another stabbed me in tha face with two huge needles... more on that later.

So I know a lot of my close friends have been meaning to talk to me about something. I have morbid humor, not that what I wrote do I think is in anyway funny, it hurt like hell! But in general I find the things that excite my laughter are to most people morbid, or just plane stupid.
I would like to apologies in advance for my blog in that case, pls try and understand, this blog is home for now... I keep those sweetish things that tickle my fancy here.

In other news, tomorrow I'll be saying "tchau" to Rio and "Oi" to Sao Paulo where I doubt I'll be online much.
I would like to say a huge I love you to all the amazing people here in the VG home.
"I am going to miss you guys a lot"! Your very dear to me.
Its hard to pick out just what it is I'll miss most, the music, the beer, all the people in my home... Every time I go out I try to take in the sights as much as I can, Rio is SO beautiful.
I can honestly say the best birthday of my life thus far has been here, waking up on that Mountain with Rafa to my left and Mala snoozing softly to my right, the misty air we took in with deep breaths on that AMAZING yet long walk home. Chillin, waiting while Rach does her set, you have an Amazing voice Rach, I hope some day every one gets to hear more of it...miss you guys sooo much.
I love you... deep breaths now....deep breaths.

Latin Lover

Along with black beans, dark Coffee, bus drivers who think they drive for NASCAR, ice cold coconut water, Jessica, and blue beaches lined with white sand, Something Im REALLY going to miss is...

at Perlas expense...

cause I don't care wahahahaaaAAAA!!!

most of my girl friends are on the bigger side, not fat or chunky, just... well rounded, full... BUt thats Just how Brazilian guys like it which is one thing I will miss most about Brazil. Guys here even like muscles on girls.
But something that a lot of bigger girls think and ALWAYS talk about, is the seeming "fact" that guys like weaker woman, not just physically, but often mentally as well.
So who better to ask then a guy and from what I gather, guys are more willing to tell the truth then we are to listen.
I was super happy to find two great guys who openly shared the TRUTH, and nothing but the truth so help them God.
I spent some time sorting through data and here is what I got, to all you chicks who think its in to be slim...

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? ) y do guys like weak girls??

J ) so they dont kick our butts...

Me )true...

J )I guess its just the guys you know are silly, they dont like a strong woman, Most men do though, some guys are just insecure about them selves and need to feel strong...so they go to whinny women .... I don't like them tho

J ) but you rock and thats all that matters ....I hope one day you find a guy like me.

Me) Haha, So do I.

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? ) y do guys like.. weak, gragille little girls? Fragile*

S )who's fragile...are you talking bout mentally, or physically?

Me ) both

S ) hmm me personally i don't like weak minded chics, they bother me...body wise, you can do a whole lotta position with a lil chic. but she can't be fragile or tht just defeats the purpose.

Me ) Haha, foolish, but yeah I always thot that.

S ) it really depends fer wut though, and also the kind of guy.

Me ) I guess, just seems most guys like small girls.

S ) well depends fer wut though a relationship or sexual. regardless if she's big or small she should be good in bed.

S ) Also, the guy will be concerned if ur wanting more from him emotionally, most guys aren't down for that. More emotionally evolved girls are usually the ones looking for those sort of things.

Me ) what if she is just frisky, and very giving in bed? Will you presume she wants more from you??

S ) yea, anything.. as soon as a guy senses tht, he'll put up that wall.

Herm, now here are just two guys, not all think alike, but to me these were very honest answers. I also think its about how u carry yourself girls, you have to know what to do with what God gave you AMEN!!

Forgive the foolish videos, we were having a free day and could find nothing better to do. I' don't normally act flertty...was just trying it on. no?? sob...
To me, Perl is THE perfect shape, but others could think she is lacking 10 kls in which case she would be me HAHAHA...you say tomatto I say tomatoo...

Anyway, GUYS, tell her she is beautiful and beautiful she'll be.

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Sparkling Adventures

So it at last was time to brake open the clay pig. Every one is given a share of the extra percentage and sent off to have a fun filled vacation where ever they chose. My choice was an easy one, so off to Sao Paulo I went.




But first things first, hit the beach YOU Sexy Animals You!!

So THEN I took off and I'm glad I did. SP is pretty freaking cool, but not so much the place as the people, the just crazy, weird, strange, hippie people who didn't seem to give a damn about anything other then Jesus, trees and every opportunity hey could find to get dirty. Like the time when a rain storm hit and on impulse Shawn through off the balcony a huge black tarp. It was as if he had been waiting for that rain storm his whole life. We all helped slide the tarp down the hill and every one took turns sliding (throwing each other) down the hill side. Now sliding is a nice word, but really, once you hit the end of the tarp you don't stop. A whole bunch of clay, mud, sticks and rocks are waiting to take you ALL the way down. Thank the Lord my arms and legs were already destroyed by the "sparkling adventure" we took up a wild Mountain. There were more things to keep you fro getting to the top then there where to assist you in the climb. I'm telling you that jungle was so think I couldn't see the person five feet directly in front of me. So now my bum was matched with the rest of me.

The rain subsided about as quickly as it began so I was able to get some shots. Notice all the sexy guys... AMEN??

Only thing sexier then a half naked Gypsy King is a Muddy, half naked Gypsy King! AMEN!

Behold the city in ruins

Every one else was sure to use protective foot wear.... but there's just something about Kevin, necessity loses face when sized against yellow flip flops.

Anyway, I know what your thinking, ''YOU Bohemian Animals''! But verily I say unto you, we did more then just exhaust every possibility for a good time. There were moments loving The Lord under a blanket of crystal stars, monopoly games that never met their end, and towers of dominoes that we sent crashing to extinction, accept for this rare beauty that I was able to steal forever in time.

Not even Solomon in all his glory

Anyway, I hope that will keep your greedy little interests at bay long enough for me to find out just what the heck I'm going to do with the next chapter of my life. Love and Sparkling Adventures to you all.

Mclay

oh yeah, we ate a lot of pizza