Thursday, December 20, 2007

Kates Playground All Sets Full

Rent a house in pucón

Condo Rentals "Jardines de Pucón" , is located 2 km before arriving in Pucón. On the road Villarrica - Pucón. 5 minutes from the center of Pucón.


The house has 2 floors, 7 beds (including one double) and is fully equipped for 7 people.


has access to swimming pool ...
Tennis ...


playground ...


laundry and parking. It also has access to the beach at a distance of 300 meters or so.


For more information contact the following numbers: 91386336 or 045-315319 . Or mail: lmellado@surnet.cl

Tuesday, November 6, 2007

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34 º PROMOTION INÉS CHANT ... laughter therapy in critical period of work stress Bachelet






















Just hoped that the reunion of former inesianas, at first thought of a graduation party and that despite 10 years of that unfortunate episode, there are still those who longed to claim .. . but been paid to unite some of the characters after so much water under the bridge uf! definitely opt for the mental health of several and we decided on a getaway to the beach ... What better therapy cagarnos of laughter?! that if mental health was ... Let the record so many memories that emerged together a few cans of beer ... heineken but ah! and a bottle of rum all wimp who awoke to the surprise of many more than average. In short, the age has made us more cautious and less alcoholic. We arrived at Pichilemu
the "Lucho" gave us the keys to the same house we visited in 4 th grade with Sister Presen ... hence pa 'Elante all was pure nostalgia. We remember Swimsuit acrochet of a former classmate and the girls who were walking pa Carretie and to that young and tender age. We arrived at the new Citroën C3 Pancha, after passing driving fantasyland ... between us ... Panchu feared that the handle as the balls, but it really handles like weas! haha true friend I can not say that the license you gave me because I have understood you paid fifteen lucas, but go! my God! Santa Barbara and my blessed Sister Carmelina said that Angelica almost had the baby, and both start and / or precise achunte Pancha Schumag events ... what more can you say.
As there was no "where" with the key that we passed the "Lusch" (Read after taking drink Ship) rather than passing me through the gate trapeze discovered it was released as a single Alambrito I managed to open those doors and with them the most humorous memories of our dear quarter 1997 average.
There were few but the foolish Guenes regal! some confessed that they came only because they feared life sentences which dictates abstinence Fallujah Prince for those who missed the appointment. Not for nothing is our protector and who helps us out all the problems, I must admit that he called upon to open the gate with a rusty wire and twisted.
Maca, lady, though her father said it was very improper for a woman newlywed change will be sent alone with her friends to the beach, this trial did not like leaving stunned and left the face of such marital reveldía the Maco, Herrera, Jany, Paula, Lily regal mother, Pancha, Angelica and I, we set out to enjoy our stay at the beach. We begin by choosing a room for all, we would pass list and the fur began with the covers and end with Daniela Tobar Elba ... or we fail to Marcia Castro and cracks were all sleeping, spinning drivel, time is of revelers to the old shit ... exhausted with the walk to the beach where of course he could not miss the picture of Angelica in the sand ... The plant of happiness, where each flower had some similarity to the penis ... a classic of High School ... until we drew "that" in the park ... hence we do not stop laughing. When we told someone was blushing - "Oops! That IP estai PE, Lala's husband once said" Where bought this Bolladol?, Which began with their faces Angelica tortilla runner, Hugo Gonzalez the face 'and horse, remember the time we climb to the chapel of the school to beg for your fortune in a race between prayers and said no I beg you dear God if not "you what your peak ... hence hereinafter laughter and more laughter ... that cardboard TV that rugby matches, the trial in the death of Tirifilo the bird stuffed mushrooms that the park, the love letter to Danish, the Dog corretía Angélica my fragile person ... definitely Nico died of a tumor ... selfish because the owner did not leave pololear ever.
went to the supermarket and it was shocking ... we whistled on every street through which we, at the very dazed Ange told them "that do not respect a pregnant woman" pa 'to say how funny he looked with his glasses marked ... a real raccoon. Our purchase ADDED cereals, yogurts, pasta talliani ... that all that you were rich Fran, Ades juices, jelly, ultimately wevás pure, thankfully the other day we sent a those crab cake.
I was glad to see them really care about Lily not seen since Wednesday, January 11, 1998, as recorded in my diary this já that my exhaust in the video were very good with audio Jany computeichon. Ayyyy
as we have changed, but calm, restful but just as talkative, and with the same desire to do fun things at school, we sang all the songs Pablito Ruíz, New Kids On The Block and prayed a rosary for Eduardo Palomo (RIP), Copper-T we lost a brake Pancha impulse behind the wheel, but it was in vain ... learned how to fertilize without dying in the attempt, sailing, legs pa 'above Etc. toured craft shops but nobody bought postersss or flashy rings, we only limit to buy magazines and best sellers that we are old bitch! Ange bought the "Parenting", I "Good Health" (typical hypochondriac) and just like that walk through the streets of the city at a slow pace, like a tour of the INP. Herrera course, a whole ondulais quinceañera, taxied to stitch and gave him the day's photos in "cashual" not with us ... I was passing the monkey. Dear attendees
blessed by Prince Fallujah, I loved to see them ... I thought I would be more decadent, depressing ... all we adapt to our age (Frustrated dream of Andrea Castiglioni) we assume our twenties and enjoy ... Ask me my chi ... Ange although I shoo the pig happened in the end I had a very good and we can still meet ... until rheumatism and arthritis permit ...
At
who did not attend ... do not complain after the Prince Fallujah does not forgive. Ah! and peel over the crest! ja ja ja














Thursday, October 18, 2007

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Aliance? Pinochet Communist ...


neither fish nor fowl, as my grandmother at the time pointed at Viera Gallo in black and white TV when it was spoken "dictatorship" instead of "military coup." Geez you are clueless my friend, Bachelet ... very gentlemanly man, if he had said I would have sounded Laguista Song Toni Sbelt background. Because you have to say the government of Lagos Escobar is more discredited than O'Higgins in Heroes Channel 13 and its noise Bicentennial project. Nobody can say that the house Chubi, the transantiago, railroads, cultural center La Moneda, Chiledeportes, given to "a smile of a woman" to date I think the wisest of Lagos, is that of his wife. Poor Michelle so far is to plug the "events" of the previous government. I think I understand Mr. Lavin, that of being Bachelet is looking at the sky as a sign of praise and acclaim with resignation - "I'm glad that killed not by me ..." and then took pity on the lady and that's what alley screwless want to let your light bulb lit. Joaquín Joaquín ... I remember my fifteen years of listening to a Walkman Silvio because if I heard in my house with his finger pointed at me, and I, three years of the Pinochet era Communist vote from home. Go to this age understand a hardship my grandmother before the military regime, come to understand now that in those years one of my uncles eating birds in the boarding school Quimávida because farm where he was studying there was nothing to eat.
was the Frei government and give to the September 11, the senator for life, human rights and all that, as a teenager I did not mind, I heard "I wish" Intiillimani, and Patrick Mans what was delight to my ears ... was possessed by others. So I always said it was balanced, Mr. Bernardo sprat always said "My General," "The Nanny." Sister Carmelina came to my room when studied with the portrait of the commander in chief of the army saying, "You like this gentleman Bustamante gave it" ... Aylwin had to hang on the wall of the address. I happy I came in micro Chamelo from San Vicente to the Tata under his arm ... in times of democracy, should be respected.
Without wishing overwhelmed my grandmother discovered that after the portrait of the head, that I had stuck a poster of The Jaivas, even then I was a Communist Pinochet, as now the "Juaco is Bachelet Alliance. More pure gentleman, I insist. And I'm pure mixture ... I assume. I
mandatory at some point wanted to throw in the towel, I think Lagos now "Captain Planet" has been quite rude, anyway, until I'm half Bachelet Alien cist, is that politics is being experienced terror I think.
ever interested me that the leaders of the country, public servants, such as self-proclaimed Piñera, (why not proclaim to me and pay off some beads? Já tell me) now I see that there is so much Birdbrain not "forgive and forget" duck blood and a September 11, 1934 years after the coup that divides us, assassinate a policeman ... I say certainly worth very little clipping from today's society. Poor
Michelle're loading the dead, this was not in the stream as the song of Don Goyo ... this what you left the Coalition ... and not the Christian Democrats do not, your party, your guru.
Before proclaim asked peacetime, now a common rational human progress and ask that you win with education! Minister and of course ... Administration.
word so sorry I missed ... politics bore me and what am I? Where am I going? IN THE NEXT ELECTION VOTE FOR ME.

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THE NEW CONCEPT OF AVELLANEDA that I am


no longer pink only
Now my hand pressed hard
Every time near his
A kiss on my forehead
gives me life And I do believe in everything good that your life and mine are entitled to share

to tell yourself that things will improve
gives me the satisfaction I was hoping
so weak sometimes I find
I bleed the wound that may cause you will not have it
making me addicted to every inch of your skin.
When I met him I recognized his look of those dreams
That certainly made me believe it was close.
not know how significant it is for me to hear him say my love, I love
A coming out of his mouth gives me shelter, shelters me. Finding
is definitely the best thing that happened.
no longer wonder if he loves me, I begin to recognize it, live it, breathe a breath
Her kisses in my mouth.
There were many times I asked where he was, and how to find it missing,
When the truth is that everything has its time ... my life
profess the love I have.
Every day I love him more each day I am tormented by the thought of losing more,
I would not live without her kisses.
As his hand runs slowly,
When your chest and breathe me in so close together
When your heart and mine beats at the same time
no choice but to thank me because he came into my life, I can only
to protect how wonderful you are to me, I still
all the strength to love,
how much to give back has given me and the little I have
grateful ... I wrote these lines
is his face the first thing I see every morning and last thing you see before you fall asleep in your arms.
Thanks for being a wonderful man, thanks for choosing me as his partner,
Historically'm his wife.
There is nothing more important in the world that her happiness
and I hope someday to live with me ...
first love, you inspire me


soul that belonged to reflect their eyes on mine.

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

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ALMOST FOUR MONTHS A JUDGEMENT ... but my time with you happier



That accelerated calendar goes before me who have spent 4 months and I did not write, and that is one of the things I enjoy most. Good is the neoliberal system that grabs you and you do not realize is that what you told me Cherapio, in-depth analysis about the new era. Almost go out shouting Apocalypse! seriously when I said this would be increasing.

Four months go by many things, first is to spend my days busy and in fact about 7 turn off the computer and I would say that I turned off the TV, because I was at my house to put on pajamas and sleep, is that there was cold, not like going out, watching the stars!, also my dear Pichidegua does not have many views in winter. If I read one month to the Pancha, September would agree with her, off comes the warmth and the rich floral awakening among Creoles reels that make you react.
four months ago I talked about courtship, uy! and you see as the indomitable Taming wild filly proved to be most Maccabean and so far all smooth sailing with the relationship.
In four months I have not seen my best friends, I was stunned and cold work. No salí los fines de semana a lugares concurridos, sólo a otros más discretos...se entiende, y sólo me dejé ver en los brazos de quien me roba el sueño. Cuatro meses que pudieran ser un castigo sin salir, sin visitar a mis lulús, pero una dulce condena cuando estoy contigo.
En estos cuatro meses cumplí 28 años, y con ello he cumplido mis deseos también. Todo a su tiempo me dijeron muchas veces y yo la acelerada te busqué donde no debí, fué sólo ese 25 en que te encontré que supe lo que es querer con los huesos, con el corazón.
Si fuera una canción sería la que te hablara de amor, si fuera un cuadro sería el que pinté para ´t, y si fuera un singer would be the one who wrote,

"if I were to choose again I would choose without thinking ...."

Hopefully I can re-write before January 25 to tell my stories.
lourdescota
'll write





Friday, May 25, 2007

Herpes On The Outside Of The Nose

I'M WITH YOU ... and I feel that I will be ...

They take me several days to hand, I kiss his forehead and a certain complicity with me close one eye in front of others. I'm happy these days when a call is yours my phone, your smell is on my clothes and you're so close I step on the feet. Those who know me know that this is what I expected it soooo, take refuge in your eyes, kiss your eyelids and hear good things you have to say. I'm happy, because there is no feeling of helplessness ... This love is healing the soul, life is filling me.

Monday, May 7, 2007

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not cry .. who falls ... my eyes and yours. TROJAN HORSE


These days I have not stopped. My new job I have intended to spend more than 8 hours in work and running legal side to side. This new work takes a lot of my time between papers, decrees, organizations and events. Although it would be as healthy indiscutidamante I have not managed to escape to the beach because my work or even let me breathe a little, I know too much workaholic.

But these days only once I stopped ... and although my heart rate speed up I was able to stop ... stop, letting everything else ... what came to my side or behind. Which point in the infinite set my eyes on the look and it took several seconds. If someone is not there I am named, arrested in those eyes. It's quite strange that I did not see before or at the Animal Planet network or O'Higgins (to mention something close) ... that feeling of seeing the world in someone's eyes told me July 1st day, but not saw, vividly dreamed .. instead I experienced that dream now and then is like coincidences, encounters ... made me realize that behind the door of my office and the way my bike home (about global warming ... ha ha) is much more to do, much to appreciate and retain in the retina ... this time I do not know if your brain wires crossing clicks! or short ... and your heart races because those eyes waited sooo much. So as the final scene of "Butterfly Effect." The wings of a butterfly fluttered gently in the Amazon rainforest but caused a tornado that gray day in autumn when the timing is stopped, the clock and my work schedule.

That only I knew when I met again with your eyes that were now face, and you had a name. They were eyes with history, with much to share. Who says you have to look beyond what your eyes see was right ... I saw your soul.

Monday, April 9, 2007

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" I am not ashamed of Jesus Christ " were the first words I read in the book by JJ Benitez clearly led me to ponder if I was ashamed. I remember that book intrigued me from school when Claudia told me that because of that could come closer to Jesus and understand the mysteries of his life. Certainly I am not ashamed and smile every time outline someone tells me to thank you for your passion every day is like an accomplice to share with someone is a friend or not, the fact that the believers and that we owe everything we have. On the other hand understand that if my love for God is manifested every time I do well in life and things are at last as I will, the truth is that I assume that God would tell me rightly ... "That's not true ..." and clear, it's so hard to have faith in these times I think that those who faithfully keep the faith, and we should be grateful. I shuddered
PASSION OF CHRIST in the big screen for the shocking and crude e-Mel Gibson, but then criticize me for that and knowing that a man of flesh and bone I had to do was cruxificado tearing of the lashes to value ... I feel guilty sometimes walk past the sad eyes of a Christ magnified by the pain and not its meaning dimension. I think ultimately that my cross is quite small and I by that I do increasingly invisible in the eyes of God because I do nothing special to love him, if the end has given me so much. On TV this weekend saw a man who lacked the minimum material to survive, roof and food, however, even when sheltered from the cold with cardboard and had no more food than a piece of bread in the day, gave thank God that was with him at that time pictured God begging in the street, as he cradled in his arms.
Nothing surprising, nor even a barefoot boy killed by hunger and misery of those who accept what is because they just have air to live. That are narrow, sometimes I think that so many candle lit in the souls of the cemetery are for a cup of tea and bread to the three blocks down the request and do not have.
I'm not ashamed to love Jesus, but do not be ashamed that I use if I complain about anything yet sometimes ... ever this Easter has opened my eyes, I resign myself to the old saying better late than never, and never water the side of Christ's soul cleansed me, making me see that it costs nothing to hand to lift someone and least costly to bow my head to thank and let His will be done. Do not think before that I was an ogre of the neoliberal system, ha ... it's just that I have found Christ and picks up my life here. I will not wear habits that I have it abundantly clear ... a nun or a já hair, but if I do the habit of paying attention whenever I hear it and I get the sorda.Yo I am not ashamed to believe in Christ and need it every day, I'm not ashamed to be happy about it . Happy Easter.

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

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AVELLANEDA LATEST NOTION OF LAURA ME INVADE

For those who were treated to "The Truce" to whom God said, God , my God to the suffering of Martin Santomé the day he loses his beloved. For those not satisfied with the last page where the main character Mario Benedetti wrote reserves dying of Avellaneda's letter ... for all this wonderful text found on a shelf of used books ... enjoy it.

Martin Santomé You do not know
as I now wanted
all the time in the world to want
but I will not convene with my
since even if
was not dying yet
then die
only about your sadness. You
Martin Santomé
not know how I struggled to follow
living as I wished to live to live
but I must be lazy tease
life because I'm dying Santomé.
clear you do not know
because I've never said even
those nights you. I discovered
with their hands free incredulous
you do not know how I value
its simple courage to love me.
Martin symptoms do not know you
and I know I do not know
because I saw his eyes clearing

fear the unknown.
not know that it is not
old could not be
in any case beyond their years you
I am sure to love it.
Martin Santomé You do not know
that pretty well says Avellaneda

somehow invented
my name with his love.
You're the answer I expected
a question that never I made
you are my man and I
leaving
you are my man and I
flagging.
Martin Santomé you do not know
at least not known in this waiting
that sad to see the joy
closed without notice
a brutal slam.
rare

but I feel I'm going away
you and me.
we were so close to my
you and perhaps because living
is that it be

near and I'm dying Santomé
not know you
that dark silent how far do you


Martín Martín how was
names
I fall I'm falling myself
you anyway
can neither imagine
that one will be my death

without
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