"Pongáio" was the name my Aunt Mona gave to a long, green, cool room where we gathered at her home — replete with comfy chairs, a rocker, sewing machine, sewing goods, beautiful beads, shelves, books, bibelots, photographs, odds'n'ends, mementos of a life, treasures — a gathering of all the useful & 'useless' things that so make life a pleasure.
Friday, July 25, 2003
Ate Eight
After all the trips in the recent months, including the one to the Tropic of Cancer with maletim, I gained eight kilos.
I write out eight, and in very small font, as more discreet than the numeral...
*sigh...*
A non-consolation: I'm in fashion in certain art circles — I'm a Botero!
( buaááááááá... )
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