CLICK>>>Holiday Challenge: Mall Moves
How to work in some exercise at the mall this holiday season....
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Sunday, November 30, 2008
In facing and fighting breast cancer
Christina Applegate not only showed courage but is helping other women get access to treatment.
Saturday, November 22, 2008
Thoughts Are Going To Be Popping Up, BUT............
CLICK>>>>>>meditation can be easier than we think!!!!!!!!!!!
Thursday, November 6, 2008
A Severe Form of Pregnancy Sickness
CLICK>>>>Pregnancy ...: ... is, in essence, the most natural and hopeful of... conditions, but for some women, it is a grave struggle.
Friday, October 31, 2008
Living Longer......
Don't we all wish to eliminate stress in our lives and live longer? I thought you may enjoy this article:
CLICK>>7 Ways to Slash Stress
CLICK>>7 Ways to Slash Stress
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Sunday, October 12, 2008
MORE ABOUT THE MERIDIANS!!
CLICK>>Acu-yoga
"If you're experiencing fear and you know that fear is connected to the kidney meridian, you can practice Baddha Konasana (Bound Angle Pose) and press the 'bubbling spring' point on the sole of the foot, which opens that meridian."
"If you're experiencing fear and you know that fear is connected to the kidney meridian, you can practice Baddha Konasana (Bound Angle Pose) and press the 'bubbling spring' point on the sole of the foot, which opens that meridian."
Thursday, October 9, 2008
WHAT MAKES YOUR MOM VERY SPECIAL?
Hi! There have been so many days without visiting my blog! I had houseguests and was busy with other activities. I promise to write soon. But I have a question now: What are the things you really like or liked about your mothers?
CLICK>>>> CAROLYN HAX
CLICK>>>> CAROLYN HAX
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Saturday, September 20, 2008
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Here Comes The Sun!
CLICK> The eight basic postures, in order of performance, are Tadasana (Mountain Pose), Urdhva Hastasana (Upward Salute), Uttanasana (Standing Forward Bend), Lunge, Plank Pose, Chaturanga Dandasana (Four-Limbed Staff Pose), Urdhva Mukha Svanasana (Upward-Facing Dog Pose), and Adho Mukha Svanasana (Downward-Facing Dog Pose).
Monday, September 15, 2008
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Monday, September 8, 2008
Sunday, September 7, 2008
Sisterhood
When I was a little girl, I remember asking my parents to have another child so that I would have a sister. They would always answer something like: "Well, when your little brother is older, we would ask the stock for another baby." Other times, they would just smile at me. I kept hoping that any day the good news would come and I would have a brand new sister. I was the only girl, with an older and a younger brother and we had three years difference.
I remember playing with my dolls and wanting my brothers to join me in the pretend games. I was not always susccessful at having them stay a long time. They would always end up with their cars, plastic guns (I guess in those years, parents weren't as concious about toy guns ) or their firemen hats. Sometimes, while alone in my room, I would dream about having a sister and "both of us" would have this great conversation while combing our dolls's hairs and so on. Other times, I would go kind of in a trance, singing out loud in front of the mirrow, tilting my head and letting my long hair move with the music, while holding a comb as a microphone; That was another dream of mine; being a singer and I would create my own songs. I always thought that play time would have been a lot more fun with the sister that never came.
My parents lived in a small town and decided I would go to a boarding school four hours away. First time I left, I was excited but sad, to leave the comfort and familiarity of my house and embark in a new world with new friends and a new school run by nuns. I remember being very curious about their habits. The congretation of the Franciscan Sisters wore a heavily starched white "toca" very closed to their eyebrows and chin. (even though I complaint every time vacation ended and it was time to return to school, I understood later on in life why my parent sent me there). I would be starting 5th grade and being one of the new kids in class was not fun at all, specially being shy as I was, short of turning 10 years old. I remember meeting Annie Cavallo, who is still a good friend. Even though we don't write or see each other often, when we do, it feels as if we had never parted. I thought she was so lucky to have a sister. How neat to have that friend at home, to go to school with or confide things to. How cool was that! With time I resigned myself to that fact.
But I think, God was saving the best for last, as he has blessed me with three wonderful daughters. I must have told them this story many times! I also have told them, to cherish each other and that when I am not around anymore( to which they always give me a funny look) they would continue being good sisters, never let anyone interfere with that bond and always try to find time to be together. This weekend is one of those sisters randebous. The two younger ones happen to be visiting the older sister who recently moved to this area. They have become aunties and are excited to spend time with their little nephew too. The daughters just called to congratulate me for Grandparents' Day which is celebrated this sunday. I feel so happy to know they are having fun together as in the good old days.
I remember playing with my dolls and wanting my brothers to join me in the pretend games. I was not always susccessful at having them stay a long time. They would always end up with their cars, plastic guns (I guess in those years, parents weren't as concious about toy guns ) or their firemen hats. Sometimes, while alone in my room, I would dream about having a sister and "both of us" would have this great conversation while combing our dolls's hairs and so on. Other times, I would go kind of in a trance, singing out loud in front of the mirrow, tilting my head and letting my long hair move with the music, while holding a comb as a microphone; That was another dream of mine; being a singer and I would create my own songs. I always thought that play time would have been a lot more fun with the sister that never came.
My parents lived in a small town and decided I would go to a boarding school four hours away. First time I left, I was excited but sad, to leave the comfort and familiarity of my house and embark in a new world with new friends and a new school run by nuns. I remember being very curious about their habits. The congretation of the Franciscan Sisters wore a heavily starched white "toca" very closed to their eyebrows and chin. (even though I complaint every time vacation ended and it was time to return to school, I understood later on in life why my parent sent me there). I would be starting 5th grade and being one of the new kids in class was not fun at all, specially being shy as I was, short of turning 10 years old. I remember meeting Annie Cavallo, who is still a good friend. Even though we don't write or see each other often, when we do, it feels as if we had never parted. I thought she was so lucky to have a sister. How neat to have that friend at home, to go to school with or confide things to. How cool was that! With time I resigned myself to that fact.
But I think, God was saving the best for last, as he has blessed me with three wonderful daughters. I must have told them this story many times! I also have told them, to cherish each other and that when I am not around anymore( to which they always give me a funny look) they would continue being good sisters, never let anyone interfere with that bond and always try to find time to be together. This weekend is one of those sisters randebous. The two younger ones happen to be visiting the older sister who recently moved to this area. They have become aunties and are excited to spend time with their little nephew too. The daughters just called to congratulate me for Grandparents' Day which is celebrated this sunday. I feel so happy to know they are having fun together as in the good old days.
Saturday, September 6, 2008
Friday, September 5, 2008
Thursday, September 4, 2008
Not Your Daughter's
I found this ad in my mail box this morning: "Not Your Daughter's Jeans" and I thought it was a VERY cute name. But better yet, according to it, when you buy, you will also be helping a great cause: Susan G. Komen for the Cure - Home.
There are plenty of models to choose from and they are NOT low rise! What's New
There are plenty of models to choose from and they are NOT low rise! What's New
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
Friday, August 29, 2008
Important to remember!
Carbon monoxide (CO) is known as the 'silent killer' because you can't see it, taste it or smell it. It is a highly poisonous gas that can be produced by badly installed or poorly maintained gas appliances. It can infiltrate accommodation through apparently harmless devices, like a boiler or cooker. Students living away from home are a particularly vulnerable group who are at risk from carbon monoxide poisoning. Make sure your house is safe too. Click HERE
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Monday, August 25, 2008
Cycle of life
It's been almost six years since I was packing her wedding dress and other items she had left in her room. She had returned from her honeymoon and was settling in her new house in another city. The house felt cold and empty, just like when she left for college. I kept gathering items to ship to her new home, and my thoughts traveled to those childhood years, when she would return from school, hugging me tenderly, showing me her latest project or looking forward to making a snowman. She would have her snack and watch "Shera, the Princess of Power," (when she and her sisters got a little older, TV was prohibited before homework) do her school work, and then it was playtime with her tape recorder, pretending she was a disc jockey, interviewing her sisters on a radio show. Dinner would be simmering on the stove, while I heard the laughter and the games from the three daughters going on upstairs. I was always amazed at how well they got along and I felt fortunate. At night, after all were nicely tucked in bed and I turned off the light, sometimes the famous TV ad would come to my mind "Do you know where your children are right now?" and I felt blessed that we were all under the same roof, safe and sound. I had never thought about what her middle sister had told me the day of the wedding: "Mommy, have you thought that after the wedding festivities are finished, she will be moving so far away from us?" Wow! Five years seemed like an eternity. Her husband would be starting his medical residency, thousands of miles away. While gathering the final items in the room, and that big number 5 still resonating in my head, I thought about my parents too, how they must have felt when I left their home. Well, I changed into my tough mode, realizing this is just another stage in life. Even though I think parents never cease to be parents, yes, our children come of age, the cycle continues and we have to let them grow their own wings. If they do, we must consider our job well done.
As John Lennon said, "Life is what happens to you while you are busy making other plans." The famous five years have come to an end. After mission acomplished, several great friendships made and a baby boy who brings so much joy to their life, the young bride who moved so far away is now closer. Her husband has been posted for a couple of years to this area and I am thrilled that they would be able to visit us more often. They are living three hours away, and I was just there this past week. Their baby is now a toddler, who is very musical, alert and funny. I think of them tonight and send them many mother blessings!
As John Lennon said, "Life is what happens to you while you are busy making other plans." The famous five years have come to an end. After mission acomplished, several great friendships made and a baby boy who brings so much joy to their life, the young bride who moved so far away is now closer. Her husband has been posted for a couple of years to this area and I am thrilled that they would be able to visit us more often. They are living three hours away, and I was just there this past week. Their baby is now a toddler, who is very musical, alert and funny. I think of them tonight and send them many mother blessings!
Friday, August 22, 2008
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Screen Tests
He has made me laugh a lot, so it was interesting to see Will Ferrell being serious!
You can also watch Screen Test with Penelope Cruz Natalie Portman, Tara Banks and more.
You can also watch Screen Test with Penelope Cruz Natalie Portman, Tara Banks and more.
Monday, August 18, 2008
Los hermanos Jonas visitan la Casa Blanca por una buena causa:
Jonas Brothers leave mark on White House
Jonas Brothers leave mark on White House
On writing
For my readers who love to write, please check Elizabeth Gilbert's:
THOUGHTS on WRITING
I really enjoyed her book "Eat-Pray-Love"
THOUGHTS on WRITING
I really enjoyed her book "Eat-Pray-Love"
Para mis lectores que sufren de alergias:
Five Ways to Minimize Allergies
If sneezing and itchy eyes are part of your day-to-day life, you may have seasonal allergies. Try the following and see if any have beneficial effects on your allergy symptoms:Try these tips
Five Ways to Minimize Allergies
If sneezing and itchy eyes are part of your day-to-day life, you may have seasonal allergies. Try the following and see if any have beneficial effects on your allergy symptoms:Try these tips
Thursday, August 14, 2008
Poema a mi padre
Hola! He querido compartir con mis amigos de habla hispana, un poema de mi libro "Contigo Un Momento." Por favor, perdonen la falta de acentos, hasta que siga mejorando la pagina. Un abrazo para todos.
A MI PADRE
Caminando por el parque
me he encontrado a un hombre viejo
que me trajo a la memoria
a mi padre que esta lejos.
Con su caminar pausado
y la mirada en el cielo
no trato de detenerlo
pero lo miro muy quedo
y me acuerdo de mi viejo,
ese, que hoy no esta conmigo,
y a quien yo llevo, muy dentro
aunque partio ya hace tiempo.
Memorias de mi ninez
trae hoy el pensamiento.
Su comprension, su paciencia,
su buen humor y su aliento.
Su gran amor va conmigo
aunque a el, ya no lo tengo.
Algun dia lo vere.
Se que nos encontraremos.
No puede ser que despues
de ese amor tan dulce y tierno,
todo aqui ya se termine
y no vuelva nunca a verlo.
Miriam Messina-Gutierrez
Buenos Aires 23 de Enro 2006
A MI PADRE
Caminando por el parque
me he encontrado a un hombre viejo
que me trajo a la memoria
a mi padre que esta lejos.
Con su caminar pausado
y la mirada en el cielo
no trato de detenerlo
pero lo miro muy quedo
y me acuerdo de mi viejo,
ese, que hoy no esta conmigo,
y a quien yo llevo, muy dentro
aunque partio ya hace tiempo.
Memorias de mi ninez
trae hoy el pensamiento.
Su comprension, su paciencia,
su buen humor y su aliento.
Su gran amor va conmigo
aunque a el, ya no lo tengo.
Algun dia lo vere.
Se que nos encontraremos.
No puede ser que despues
de ese amor tan dulce y tierno,
todo aqui ya se termine
y no vuelva nunca a verlo.
Miriam Messina-Gutierrez
Buenos Aires 23 de Enro 2006
Saturday, August 2, 2008
Thinking about Nico tonight
I have fallen in love with his little voice
and that lovely smile
with his tender hugging and the funny dance
and I enjoy the creative names he has given to everyone!
From the "Bipas" and the "Titas" and the "Ayas" and "AMI"
and let's not forget their doggy, which he lovely calls him "E"
Little Nico, is a joy to baby sit, and how much he loves to "read"!
Now I think about the times, when he hugged me tenderly
caressing his little blue blanket, which he soflly calls it "BEE"
and he's in my thoughts tonight , wishing him a good night sleep.
God bless the little grandchild and his lovely family!
and that lovely smile
with his tender hugging and the funny dance
and I enjoy the creative names he has given to everyone!
From the "Bipas" and the "Titas" and the "Ayas" and "AMI"
and let's not forget their doggy, which he lovely calls him "E"
Little Nico, is a joy to baby sit, and how much he loves to "read"!
Now I think about the times, when he hugged me tenderly
caressing his little blue blanket, which he soflly calls it "BEE"
and he's in my thoughts tonight , wishing him a good night sleep.
God bless the little grandchild and his lovely family!
An attempt to modern style?
This may not be a poem of perfect measure or exact rhyme
It's just a humble attempt to use free style
and I sit here, but you are not near; That makes me cry
and I put my thoughts together, during this weather
trying to become a blogger.
They say " Don't bother" " Just let it fly"
and I listen to the thunder, and then I wonder, what it'd be like:
to be less afraid of this technology; It's not going to bite!
pretend I'm just, wherever, and very clever, just sit and write!
as if at my desk, paper and pencil, not an imbecile who has to hide.
Where is the poem? I have to ask
I guess it'll come another day, when I'm not hungry
which makes me wonder:
I need a bite!
It's just a humble attempt to use free style
and I sit here, but you are not near; That makes me cry
and I put my thoughts together, during this weather
trying to become a blogger.
They say " Don't bother" " Just let it fly"
and I listen to the thunder, and then I wonder, what it'd be like:
to be less afraid of this technology; It's not going to bite!
pretend I'm just, wherever, and very clever, just sit and write!
as if at my desk, paper and pencil, not an imbecile who has to hide.
Where is the poem? I have to ask
I guess it'll come another day, when I'm not hungry
which makes me wonder:
I need a bite!
Monday, March 3, 2008
First grandchild on the way
To think I haven't met you yet
And I already adore you
I haven't held you in my arms
but I'm already in awe of you.
Your mother sent the sonogram
My heart was touched by the outline
Your tiny body, curled and calm
That has me humming lullabies
Made me remember of the day
Your mom arrived, like yesterday!
And I just follow your outline
Your head, the legs, and tiny arms
And think of hugs, soft blanket's creases
Warming your body, while you are sleeping
And baby scent, and toys and kisses
Already loving you to pieces!
By Miriam Messina -Gutierrez
And I already adore you
I haven't held you in my arms
but I'm already in awe of you.
Your mother sent the sonogram
My heart was touched by the outline
Your tiny body, curled and calm
That has me humming lullabies
Made me remember of the day
Your mom arrived, like yesterday!
And I just follow your outline
Your head, the legs, and tiny arms
And think of hugs, soft blanket's creases
Warming your body, while you are sleeping
And baby scent, and toys and kisses
Already loving you to pieces!
By Miriam Messina -Gutierrez
To The Bride
I would like to share with you the poem I wrote for my daughter's wedding day. I would love to hear your opinion .
To The Bride
Dear daughter of mine
You’ll be getting married soon.
Wasn’t it the other day
When we’d play and watch cartoons
Held your little hands in mine
And I sang a lullaby?
And when time for bed arrived
And we’d pray and say goodnight
Used to hug me, real tight
Wouldn’t want to say goodbye.
You were playful and so cute
With that lively voice, so you
Bringing toys and things you’d choose
Saying: Mommy, that’s for you.
Now a woman, a young bride
So grown up, in love, oh my!
Time does really pass us by.
And the wedding day arrived
A good man is by your side.
I’m so happy when you smile
And I see the gaze of love;
Mom’s so happy for you both!
Miriam Messina-Gutierrez (Mom)
August 9, 2006
Washington, D.C.
Diana and Jim's wedding
To The Bride
Dear daughter of mine
You’ll be getting married soon.
Wasn’t it the other day
When we’d play and watch cartoons
Held your little hands in mine
And I sang a lullaby?
And when time for bed arrived
And we’d pray and say goodnight
Used to hug me, real tight
Wouldn’t want to say goodbye.
You were playful and so cute
With that lively voice, so you
Bringing toys and things you’d choose
Saying: Mommy, that’s for you.
Now a woman, a young bride
So grown up, in love, oh my!
Time does really pass us by.
And the wedding day arrived
A good man is by your side.
I’m so happy when you smile
And I see the gaze of love;
Mom’s so happy for you both!
Miriam Messina-Gutierrez (Mom)
August 9, 2006
Washington, D.C.
Diana and Jim's wedding
Sunday, March 2, 2008
Back to business!
Hello!! Diana and Jim came over with their new pet, Desi , this afternoon. He is adorable and was very friendly. He was checking out the house and had about three short naps.
Jim was so kind to help me organize my blog, which I have not used in such a long time, due to the fact that, frankly, I have a lot to learn about the internet and sometimes it is difficult for me to post my poems. The accents in Spanish are difficult to type on this computer and I get frustrated with my spelling too! So, forgive me if from time to time you may find mistakes. I really miss writing. It is so good for the soul. I have decided that I will post more often! So I am back! Love to all!
Jim was so kind to help me organize my blog, which I have not used in such a long time, due to the fact that, frankly, I have a lot to learn about the internet and sometimes it is difficult for me to post my poems. The accents in Spanish are difficult to type on this computer and I get frustrated with my spelling too! So, forgive me if from time to time you may find mistakes. I really miss writing. It is so good for the soul. I have decided that I will post more often! So I am back! Love to all!
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