This weekend I was invited to a party which it was held by the manager of where
We used to live before we came to live in the country side. I used to live in a really nice
apartment community located really close to popular restaurants,
city life and the downtown area. Where I lived I can literally go to most places walking.
Even though the
apartments itself were old, I say they were old... they really were old. The apartments
were build during WWII, yes, and it was used before by the militia. There are
more things I could tell you about those apartments, but I think
for now I can only tell you they were in a pretty good location,
we had a track and a golf course on the
back and a nice playground within 5 miles. The downfall of the apartments
well, the people... yes, most of the people were college students,
single professionals, or couples just married, not that many kids.
At that time we only had our first daughter Belle, of course we didn't like the
fact that we would be at the pool having a good time and all of a sudden
a bunch of college kids would
bring beers, cigarettes to the pool and start rough housing.
Well, after two years of not being near that area, we were invited for
a party in the community. It was fun seeing all the people that I haven't seen in a while,
talking to them. Everybody asking where the little ones were
(My hubby and I knew the amount of kids that would be there, so we
decide it that it would be best if our daughters
stay playing with grandma and grandpa!)
and the food was good we eat chorizo with bread and tomato slices.
The air was hot but not humid. At the background there was a reggae band playing
and young people playing with frisbees and footballs.
LOL...
I say young people but I'm also young!!
I just wanted to talk to my friends and
my hubby was busy too, talking and laughing about the apartments,
its people and how much we miss our old apartment.
I couldn't record the band playing to Bob Marley b/c I had left my camera
in the car but I asked my handsome husband to get it for me and
I was able to record the second performers.
So these are the second performers: this ladies were not afraid of playing with fire!
