Lego umano
Stamattina all’alba, invece del solito omone nerboruto con cui divido il letto, mi sono ritrovata addosso quasi 36 kg di amorevole zavorra. Succede a chiunque si sia riprodotta almeno una volta nella vita: il tetris fra cameretta e lettone offre possibilità di incastro infinite, se di figli ne avete più di uno non c’è bisogno che vi fornisca ulteriori informazioni sulla faccenda.
Mio marito si alza prestissimo quando ha il turno del mattino, Superboy ne ha approfittato. Io non mi sono accorta di nulla. Oggi non sto troppo bene, dormo poche ore per notte ma in linea di massima ho un sonno pesantissimo.
Mi sono risvegliata con il fianco sinistro indolenzito, prova evidente che un personaggio X aveva disdegnato il materasso per preferire me, decisamente più morbida e calda.
– Ale, porca miseria! Quante volte ti ho detto che non mi ti devi buttare addosso quando dormiamo insieme! So’ tutta incriccata, non riesco neppure ad alzare le braccia! –
– Ma io… –
– Vita mia, a parte il fatto che tu un letto ce l’hai e non dovresti girovagare altrove, ma vabbe’… Mi spieghi perché, in una bestia di matrimoniale a due piazze e mezza, mi ti devo sempre ritrovare spalmato addosso? –
– E’ solo che… ecco. Avevo freddo. E non ti ho dato così fastidio, solo una gamba. Ti tenevo addosso la gamba, agganciato come un pezzetto di Lego con un altro…-
Non so a voi, però a me questa immagine ha fatto una tenerezza infinita. L’ho abbracciato forte, gli ho dato un bacio e ordinato un po’ bruscamente di andarsi a preparare, che era già tardi.
Sto invecchiando, è lapalissiano. Oppure, in fondo in fondo, un’anima cuoricinata ce l’ho persino io.
Such a deep anwser! GD&RVVF
I feel every US Citizen should own a weapon. We are all going to need them for the Revolution it is coming sooner than we think. How much more can we take.. The goverment is not listening to us and what we feel is right for ourselves. The health care bill was the last straw. I never asked for change and the people who voted for Obama are now sorry the did.
I will graduate in this year from gondar university in computer science. And i need to learn immediately after graduation. But due to the lack of opportunity of education in Ethiopia it is difficult to get this chance. so i need the scholarship to upgrade my status.and as a result I will help many Ethiopians in the field of the technology. scientific application of exercises and try to create awareness to Ethiopian society on sport and its use. So could please help me?Thank you.With best regard.
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Oh! My dear Sister! yet again you touch my heart. You are such a treasure to me. I am so happy and feel blessed to be taken yet another journey with you. I can be going through the most trying of times and you bring me right back into perspective. I do so enjoy reading your writings. I am enjoying this blog. Great idea!God Bless you!
Clarification: That is a category he imposes on them. That would not necessarily be racist if not forThe act of imposing a category in a social critique is not necessarily racist. The category he does impose on them still is.
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Cham,I don’t think moms in and of themselves are “scary” unless they are perhaps, Andrea Yates–hopefully a rarity, but many mothers are good people-why do they scare you?
Io mi ritengo dipendente dai videogiochi, che siano online (me gratis) o sul mio pc ci passo ore, se non giornate. Perdo il senso del tempo che passa. E finito uno si pensa al successivo.
So wonderful to read all about it! Thank you for trying the maple cotton candy idea – I adore maple cotton candy… One more reason (as if I needed one!) to get myself to Rhinebeck! Soon, soon. I can’t wait to see what you do with all the fiber goodies and the drum carder I sense in your near future. Batts really are such fun to spin.
I don’t think you’d have been up before the Royal Society in your Restoration daydream, Charlie. If you’d been heard spouting all that stuff you would either a) have been banged up in Bedlam or (more likely) b) been burned at the stake for witchcrafty doings. Still–it’s a fun way to spend the spare time in your head. I think I’d go a lot further back myself, and pass myself off as a shaman to some tribe, preferably in a warm and sunny place with no snakes or crawly insects. Shamans are allowed to get away with dreams like that!