Chicken Pox Sore Stomach

Greetings sister, and eat

Although "slightly" delayed (even if the post is dated the day of the event), I could not fail to do his best wishes to my sister, for the excellent results achieved at the end of a nearly perfect three academic years.

If you ask me again I can not answer with certainty in what my sister has graduated: I only know that strange things are for 5 years of high school I deeply disgusted.

start the succession of photos with a few photos "humiliating" for the series from rags to riches.

continue our roundup with some pictures taken during and after the debate at the University of the thesis.

And finally, here are a couple of photos taken during the festivities. Note the high alcohol content that oozes from the birthday girl's cheeks.

And finally a photo with my birthday girl.

PS: I was convinced that I have a tie in this picture -.-

Gpsphone Cheaten Mit Mac

There are two categories of people, those who eat and those who eat.

The first are those who sit at the table when they sit at the table, just for something they invented on the fly with the sole purpose of taking energy to spend the day. Often do not consider the quality of food, could eat the food highly Nutrient Matrix, they would.

And then there are people who eat. For them to sit at the table is a sacred time and the food, especially if well made, is a sacred thing. For them the perfect meal is a meal prepared with care, preparation that starts with the selection of courses, courses that must give a hand to the other one o'clock, all with the ultimate goal of sensory orgasm that leaves from the endings in the mouth and goes remote nerve of our body. This long

hat is a thank you, in my small, the wonderful dinner we made yesterday at the home of some friends of my sister cooked by my sister and their friend who is a cook by profession as well as for pleasure.

The menu? I leave the honor of the artist certainly does not state it because it justice. Here are some photos!

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Eating House? Two

warmth of my bed I am in Naples. Certainly used to the bed waiting for me in Stockholm, I consider this a bit 'tight. But the wrap on this quilt awakens old memories and feelings, and only temporarily dormant.

Yet every time I return to Naples I always feel a bit 'guest and a little more' less at home. It will be for friends scattered across Europe, which will have less and less accustomed to the chaos of Naples for many years that I rocked.

The fact is that the feeling of alienation is increasingly acute. Not by chance this evening I went out with my cousin and some of his friends. Nothing against which to them are very nice but, to say the Naples, "do not know." What then to go out with those crazy my cousin and her friend, promoted to the rank of cousins, have fun a world is a different kettle of fish, mind you;)

Will Pewter Ring Turn Your Finger Green

under one roof

Although I moved from little, just like a gas, I immediately adapted to the new "container".

The problem is when the container is put another gas, highly expansive as only a mother can be.

I must admit, on the one hand it was nice to come home and find someone who will cuddle and we did find dinner ready, and secondly, I spent a whole minute to resist the temptation to use that beautiful bread knife taken from Ikea "in Novi Ligure.

About Ikea, we went back there, for the fifth time in 4 weekend, and I saw my mother to buy things they did not even know the existence or importance. And also twice as tents, to be honest. ;)

PS: today we finally learned the date of graduation of my sister. And taking advantage of the fact that the head was in London, with a sleight of hand I took 3 days and 3 hours of vacation leave. It starts on Friday 16!

Cologne That's In A Cigar Casing

Misfortune? Finally ...

Every time I swear it is the last, and I promptly deny. A little 'as Zeno by Italo Svevo and his last cigarette, I can not stop myself from giving up a post expressing my discomfort in the light of certain events Italians.

Unfortunately the tragic events of Messina led me to make a trivial and obvious consideration: to want an almanac of 2009, you can have the idea that this was a particularly unlucky year for the Bel Paese. Before the earthquake in Italy and then the flood Messina. But we are sure that it is really bad luck?

It is now established that the Abruzzo earthquake was not strong enough to cause the ruin he has caused. It has often been said that "after all in Japan with an earthquake with an earthquake like we drink tea and a few drinks at the break and also wanting to grant a mitigating due to the exceptional event, I can not believe that there is a cross between a glass broken and destroyed entire villages, particularly where historic buildings have held up well or badly seismic wave.

And now we find that for 13 years, the control of traffic police in Messina gave a report in the drawer rather worrying about the state of the geological province. State who has gone worse and worse because of unauthorized construction fought stubbornly barrel of amnesties.

Today a colleague of mine just told me that Italy is a land loser. I could not help but wonder if, on other occasions, today it would not simply talking about a very rainy week in Messina, some broken glass in Abruzzo, and why not, the opening of a new composting plant in Campania.

If it is not so, mainly because of those called to govern. And perhaps that we entrust such tasks.