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

HAPPY END OF CHRISTMAS PUSH!!

Cheers to an Amazing Christmas and all the wonderful people who made it such a trip!!

I'm off to take a little vacation, "Twinkle Twinkle". But I thought I'd leave you with a little eye candy, mostly for my own pleaser and future reminiscing!

I love you ALL So very much, thats a fact!!

YAY its YOUR birthday!!

This is a rushed post about one of my very cool brothers, Jesse. Happy birthday man

I have little time to express how amazing you are Jesse, so here goes

I love your smile

You always smell good

If you caught on how cute you are, we would all be doomed. Thank God you have other brothers to make you think your the ugly duck when ur really already the swan... but like a big (not gay) swan that like, can fly and shoot fire from his eyes... cool no??

You love Jesus

Your strong when every one else is not

I miss you

You make me laugh like a fool

I miss you

Your not a fool

I miss you... get a girl friend will you!!

HAPPY Birthday!!

I LOVE YOU, LOVE YOU, LOVE YOU!!

Closure and an overdue tribute

There is a sign in the waiting room of a funeral home in El Paso Texas that gives its readers an idea of what to expect when going through the loss of a loved one. I found it quite acute. First there is denial, thats the funnest part cause your expecting Ashton to jump out any moment "You just Got Punked"! Then shock, That would be when you walk, happy as a peach, into a room full of people who surge forward to embrace you when you yell out "Stay the Fuck Away From me"! all the while still peachy. If you think that's harsh, wait till we get to the next step, anger. That would be when you run four miles without warning to determine for yourself where the body was found, demand to know who's it was and collapse into the Motele manager's arms who, seeing you out of breath and out of your mind, graciously gives you a room for the night and coffee and donuts the next morning. If the sign had mentioned anything about the sleaze bag who offers you a ride home the next morning just to try and take advantage of you despite your puffy eyes and their obvious explanation, you would definitely Walk Home. But unfortunately, thats the hard part about losing your dad, hes not there to beat the guy senseless.
Then finally, there is a long period of depression before reaching the last step which is closure.

Now every one has their way of finding closure and it varies from person to person. For me, closer wasn't something that I needed to happen, it was something that didn't happen. Our dear Lord who had given me many other premonitions and "epiphanies" in the past had neglected to clue me in on my father's very untimely death. It was quite odd as he was strong and healthy as an Ox, I was finally done with school and ready to start pursuing my profession recking havoc on civilization as we know it. Had it not been for my dad's passing on I would have never considered the Family. I joined to make him happy, it was what he wanted and I was sure to give it my best shot just so I could say "there, I did it". I guess dad knew there were more affective ways to leave a dent in "The Man's"Cadillac.

So I was given a chance to join a home in Houston and there I was, a fish out of water trying to make sense of things. The Family is a spiritual movement, if I couldn't establish the reason behind all the seemingly unnecessary pain, then there was no place for me here.

When I found my closure I was sitting alone in my room begging the Lord for a sign that life wasn't just a string of coincidences.

It was behind a drawling of my personal heroine. I love clowns so I drew him with a painted face. He is my champion and I would often look at him when things seemed to go sour. He was sticking out to me and I felt the need to hold him. Sketch paper is transparent, my closure was seen scribbled though the left bicep. I don't remember ever writing it but its in my hand writing and undeniably my bad spelling. There is no explanation for it as I had never been in love nor had any reason to write something so dramatic. Its a lame poem but I hope my explanation justifies it.

I feel that if you asked me to move on it would kill me but I know its something we'll all have to do

It hurts to even think of a life with no you

when will time age your memory when will I get over you

You've brought me out of the dark but I'm still afraid to move

You've given me light, but now what do I do?

I know I must make new memories and abandon the old

but how do I start to even begin to forsake the pasts hold, and face the wind.

The Lord has closure for all our unanswered questions, he just wants to make sure we are asking the right ones.

I wish I had filmed all of your great moments, every stupid joke that sent you keeling over with laughter, every bad Dr Evil impersonation, every mischievous grin. I wish I had told you I loved you while squeezing you in my arms more often. I wish I had told you how totally bad ass you were and how all the kids in school thought you were a celebrity.

If I could repair any single moment it would be this one, I would turn to say good bye, look cheerfully into your green eyes, I wouldn't say anything but I would probably laugh a little, and when you'd return the laugh, perhaps a little bewildered, I would seal that moment into my memory. I wouldn't need to say anything because you could always read my mind. Then I would get out of the car and NOT slam, but close the door behind me.

Just for you to know, I aspire to be like you as your more splendid self. I owe you the brilliant concept of living life without giving a damn about what every one else is doing. You were the freak show, the overwhelming force that sent some screaming while others flocked to shelter themselves in your good nature. Thank you for bringing color into a dry world full of grey squares. cheers to the Sagittarius!

Judah

Niki

Jessica

Phil

Eze

Nicole and all you other rockin fire balls!

Happy Birthday Big Boy

I don't know about you, but my Christmas push has been AWESOME! This is what they mean when they say "Christmas Push" people, wake up, get the hell out and stay out! Sing at the top of your lungs while marching up and down the mall in full feathery, Christmas-geek attire. Sell as many CD cards as your basket will carry at the local night spot, by way of flirting with as many old rich guys as possible. ( Kisha and Nichole are Top Dogs in this aria.) Never has bright red lip stick looked so damn good, never have plat forms hurt so freakin bad.
Hit every car at the gas station. Plan/host benefit dinners, take a day to recover. Then, back to busking and singing our Merry little hearts out. Oh I know you would give anything to hear my voice go horse and crack out loud while trying to belt out "silent night", Rachelle Spring is our shiner! Those early morning vocal work outs DO pay off people!
But until that faithful day when your right next to me and I squeal my way through a "Con Me Borrito",(is that with two Rs?) photos will just have to do.

trust me, She's always this warm and fuzzy ...