I am still under wonderful impressions from Christmas holidays. Being together with my loved ones is priceless. But something happened to me. For some reason and somehow I stopped enjoy in gifts. Everything that I received (and I received a lot expensive and good gifts) became meaningless, no matter who gave it to me. Seeing others enjoying in the gifts they have received, filled me with gladness. Seeing them happy I reminded myself that giving is greater than receiving. Our children were veery cuute. Precious didn’t want to dress off her new dress. She was looking herself in the mirror, danced and made poses, while Mikey played on his bed most of the time since he had a new linen with Hulk picture on his sheet, pillows and blanket. He also gave promised half of his sweet to his tata, who thanked him and put it on the special place. He’ll give it back to him in portions.

We are preparing for New Year eve. So far 95% of tickets are sold since there is great interest for it. We also have increased Hotel taxi service thanks to the taxi drivers who doesn’t want to receive more than two passengers in the car because of Corona. Both hotel vans are occupied and busy every day all the time. My luvs are busy again since they are in charge of organization of all activities. But we are finding the time for each other and short sex in the office ignoring my Fran’s comments and complains.

Two things happened yesterday. The first one was unpleasant, but second one was veeeery good. About unpleasant event. My luvs talked to the man in charge of our parking lot. They discussed about improving some things, like security, adding more lights and similar. During their conversation two of our German senior guests were returning to the Hotel from shopping. Seeing them, one young man threw firecracker at them that exploded very near them. ladies got scared and they dropped their bags with stuff they bought hardly catching the breath. He laughed and started to walk away. My Prince hates firecrackers and especially this kind of pranks. He ran after him, caught him, punched him in the face and knocked him on the ground. Then he took one of the fire crackers and put him in his hand holding it tight. Youngster called him crazy and begged him to stop, but my Prince was merciless. My Ivy borrowed the lighter from our parking worker and she lighted the fire cracker that exploded in youngster’s hand causing him heavy burns. Young man moaned in the pain. My Ivy told me that, releasing him, my Prince calmly told him:

- You were lucky this time. If you do anything like this again, I will put big firecrackers into your pants and blow up you stinking balls!

Maybe my Prince is too extreme for some of you, but I approve his reaction. When I was pregnant, carrying Mikey in my womb, two teens threw big firecracker behind my back on the mall’s parking lot. Since I didn’t expect it, the big explosion frighten me and I felt sharp pain in my stomach. My bodyguard drove me to the hospital. The doctor said I almost lost the baby. Those kids were lucky that my Prince controlled his rage thanks to my Ivy. If he didn’t, he'd break their bones.

About good event. Our worker, the father of 14 years old daughter came to my office yesterday asking me to talk to his depressed daughter who has relationship issue. She was thrilled with our love triangle, and her father thought I might help her sharing some love "secrets" with her. My Fran left us alone taking him to Hotel bar. I will call her Hana. Hana wasn’t beautiful, but she wasn’t ugly either. She was ordinary girl who had no taste for clothing and putting on makeup. But, she was very intelligent and smart. One of the best student in her class. She cried all the time telling me that after many rejections from the boys, she turned to the girls and experienced the same. She was sure that main reason of rejection wasn’t her bad clothing or her ordinary look, but she couldn’t figure out why they did it. I asked her several questions and she was trying to impress me with her brightness. I realized that it may be her problem – being smartass. Before I confronted her about it, I used my makeup and made her look very beautiful. She was very thrilled seeing herself in the mirror. I also gave her few tips how to and which makeup to use. Then I told her what I saw as her communicational problem. She didn’t like to hear it, but I asked her to make a test; to call the boy she last tried to date and talk to him, but to avoid being “too smart” and smarter than him, which meant – don’t have answer on everything. Before she let my office I hugged her and told her to give me a call afterwards and that I will always find the time for her. Her father thanked me and they left. Hana called me late afternoon yesterday thanking me eternally for tips and advises. She said she had a big chance now to start to date that boy.