Please, my dear reader, choose a sad song as a soundtrack to read this post! Try this one, but please don’t try to commit suicide or something!:
Something happened to my laptop. I don’t know what, but it’s something related to heat. My laptop has been turning off suddenly, without a reason, for days and, now, it just doesn’t start Windows! I don’t understand much about computers. I can use them pretty well, but don’t know how to express myself (in English!) correctly about what’s happening! It’s enough to say that I can’t use my laptop. Of course, I’m not feeling fine at all, because of this! At present, I’m in my brother’s bedroom, using his old laptop. This version of Windows Live Writer is not as good as mine (don’t know why), so, I don’t have many resources … Sorry, people! :(
I’ll travel to countryside tomorrow, to spend the Easter holiday with my family. I’ll take my laptop with me and my brother will try to fix it up. Let’s cross fingers! Yesterday, he took a look at my laptop and told me that nothing happened to my precious data! Phew! … Anyway, more than one person recommend me to buy a desktop computer. Well, they are far cheaper than a laptop and my brother can build up one! Anyways, I want my laptop back! Just because I love all my things! It was my birthday gift last year, I filled it up with cute stickers and everything about it is cute! Then, I lost my previous laptop due to similar reasons. It was old, but I liked it! :(
Sooo, I hope I can solve this problem as soon as possible! Please, keep visiting my blog, I’ll do my best to keep writing posts despite of this problem! Thanks for the understanding, a big hug and happy Easter!
Luna
I’ll write a post about it sooner or later. But knitting is one of my dearest hobbies! Yes, it sounds a little strange, because I’m a woman from a tropical country and here we don’t have many opportunities to wear clothes and accessories made of yarn or wool. I don’t care about it, actually 
. My mother taught me the basics of knitting when I was a teen. But knitting became a real hobby to me a couple of years ago. It’s something I can do everywhere and I carry my knitting supplies with me every time I travel. I have a reasonable amount of colored yarn in my bedroom and studio and particularly love multi colored yarn! 
)! Sometimes, I spend a couple of hours on Ravelry, a knitting and crochet community on internet, browsing patterns. What do I like to knit most? I think I like everything, but scarves, hats, dishcloths, washcloths, small bags, headbands and accessories are far easier and quicker to knit, so, I knit a lot of them and leave cardigans, sweaters, coats for special occasions! I’m falling in love with amigurumi (knitted or crocheted toys)! I can’t wait to start to knit them, but some patterns require abilities or skills I still don’t have! Anyways, I love to knit! 
I just LOVE them! 
I know it’s rubbish! And I don’t spend money on rubbish! If you listen to Gilberto Gil, you can’t accept Michel Teló (who doesn’t know him?!), unless you are completely drunk at a party! If we demanded high quality entertainment, it would be better to all of us! But, if people only know rubbish, they can’t demand high quality entertainment!
He released dozens of albums! And his deep, warm, melodic, sensual voice is so Brazilian! Emílio Santiago could sing every type of music I guess, but his interpretations of samba and bossa nova classics are special! 
. No, I won’t upload a video or something on this blog, at least for now! 
I dance because I like it, not because I want to catch attention. Yes, belly dance is something very feminine and sensual, but I like to dance it spontaneously, all over my apartment, just following the rhythm! 
) with Brazilian songs and a Long Play with foreign songs. Well, the international soundtrack of this soap opera, Sassaricando, had one song, a type of Arabian pop called Fatamorgana, of a German rock band (!) (Dissidenten). The members of this group played with people from Middle East and India (according to Wikipedia). Well, when I listened to Fatamorgana for the first time, I fell in love immediately! 
It’s funny to think that everything started because of a cheesy pop song, which belonged to the soundtrack of a soap opera! I didn’t want to lose weight, impress my boyfriend or husband, regain my femininity or catch attention. I was a kid! I only wanted to be able to follow the rhythm of a song!
Yesterday night, I read a very interesting news on internet about an episode that happened somewhere in Santa Catarina (south of Brazil), involving the mayor, a male stripper and hundreds of cheerful women (city hall employees), one day before the International Women’s Day. It seems (according to some accusations) that the mayor used public money (from taxes) to hire the male stripper and please the cheerful women at a party. Do I need to say that public money shouldn’t be used to hire male strippers for parties? There are more urgent problems to solve or things to do, like investiments in hospitals, schools, public transportation and stuff. To hire a male stripper for a party is not a priority of any government. I guess. What made me laugh and be proud to live in such a peculiar country (yeah … there’s a little bit of sarcasm right here), was the news itself! A masterpiece, when it comes to nonsense situations, stupid excuses and sexist ideas about what do women really need at an International Women’s Day party! We, Brazilian women, need respect and public policies which protect us from violence and ensure basic rights, like education, health care and job opportunities. The news is so amazing, that I decided to translate and share it with you guys! It’s from one of the main Brazilian newspapers (it doesn’t mean that it’s a reliable newspaper!): Folha de São Paulo. I’ll do my best to be as precise as possible, but it won’t be a literal translation! Then, I’ll make some comments.
It doesn’t matter at all! I bet that the women who were enjoying the show, didn’t pay too much attention at this detail! There was a man at the party, entertaining the female employees, period. I can’t say that the mayor (or the responsibles for the event) really used public money to pay the expenses. If they did, this is disgusting! People pay taxes to finance this?! Wow! Great …
. Anyways, I feel a little ashamed to know that a City Hall offers this type of entertainment to female employees at a party in honor of the International Women’s Day. One guy said that there was also a lecture, at the party. About what? “How to do a striptease for your hubby in ten easy steps”? As we use to say in Brazil: Ninguém merece! (Nobody deserves it!)
Of course, I can choose the option “unsubscribe”, but it’s quite interesting to observe that the quantity of newsletters has been growing exponentially! It seems that the owners of the stores and companies really want me to consume. The propaganda is getting more and more aggressive. The problem is that I’m not in the mood to consume lately, and all these newsletters are not helping at all!
My paternal granny was able to do everything, from food to clothes! Unfortunately, she passed away when I was a kid, so, I couldn’t be her apprentice! I would love to! … My maternal granny was the prototype of the wise black woman: she could recognize every single plant in a yard or farm! She could make handmade medicines. And, believe me: they really work! I can make a few teas and handmade medicines thanks to her! My grandparents didn’t need to go to the hospital, they were strong and healthy! And, as I told you before, their goods were made to last! I still have a beautiful knitted cardigan, which belonged to my paternal granny. It’s perfect! I think that this cardigan can resist to a nuclear bomb! I remember that my paternal grandpa, a stubborn Hungarian man, wanted to fix up everything! He just couldn’t accept the idea that things break and become useless! Sometimes, we needed to hide broken things from him! *lol* And throw them away, of course. I’m telling you this because there’s a huge difference of mentality, attitude and reality between my grandparents’ society and our society. My grannies got mad if me and my brother didn’t eat everything at lunch or dinner, because food wasn’t something to throw away back then. If my grandparents were alive, they would feel depressed in this modern world, where everything is disposable! My Hungarian grandpa would be insane with all these products made in China, impossible to fix up and made to break in a few months! 
