Both girls were excited to be here now with their grandparents and nieces and nephews. Why not? They were being showered with love and affection, not ...to mention being spoiled as well.Marianna admitted that Nicole was named as a tribute to me. I kind of guessed that might be the case when I thought about it. “Her actual name is Nicola Angelica Alvarez. I never gave up my maiden name, and so the girls are also Alvarez,” she smiled.“So ... I’ve heard about the ‘terrible two’s’,” I chuckled. “You. She just heard the french doors close.At the door was a man that I had just met a few weeks earlier at Home Depot. I had invited him to come by sometime and see my woodworking shop. My Wife had not met him yet. I invited him in to have a seat and asked if he wanted something to drink."I have milk, juice, or water." We don't drink alcoholic beverages.He said, "Just water, Please," as he sat on the short couch. He had not noticed the French doors at the end of the living room.We sat talking for. Another bout of gymnastics ensued as she ignored Stuart's advice of fastening the bra in front of her and then twisting it around to the back before she put her arms through the straps. Eventually she gave up, despite the fact that her arms easily reached around to the right spot she just couldn't get the hooks through the eyes, so she did as Stuart has suggested and found it much easier. Back to the hair dryer and brush. ?Come on,? she said. ?Dry you bastard . . . or should that be bitch?. I just couldn't be sure how you would react..."I kept on smiling when I interrupted her."I have to admit that I was a bit irritated by my boss, when she arranged something like this without negotiating with me about it. After all, this place isn't at all like home."At that point, I changed my look from smiling to slightly worried."But how come you are here alone? This isn't really an area where a western woman - even a professional journalist - should move about, alone."Now the irritation on.