Monday, November 30, 2009

Extreme Curves Leigh D



do not know this poet (and blissful ignorance they say ..)
I stumbled upon some of his poems here . We carry a
.

My past

subheading
often repeat that you must live
only remember when I stayed a few days.
What is past is
as if there had ever been.
The past is a noose that tightens the throat

my mind and takes away my energy for this.
The past is just smoke
of those who have not lived.
What I've seen
does not count anymore.

Past and future are not reality but only fleeting illusions. I have to get rid of

time and live in the present because there is no other time that this
wonderful moment.

Alda Marine

Thursday, November 12, 2009

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It 's time.

time to dye their hair.

time to start yoga. O gymnastics. Or both.

time convinced that it is not 'more' summer.

time to write again on this blog.


's time to dye their hair' cause now the gray-white and not 'that peep, but require shamelessly at the sight of all.
time to exercise to lose those 5 extra pounds' so that annoy me .. (A friend told me that five pounds come and go .. but because 'insist on being only a part of my body?? - The backside, so to speak)
It' s time to forget the summer, because 'now I feel more' clear that the low temperatures are becoming the norm, and the change of color on the trees and 'a good indication that we are now in late autumn ..

But I do not know exactly because it 's time to start to write here. There is no 'apparent reason. I feel the need, 'even though I have not knows' that to offer, to write, to share.
But go ahead anyway. Stubborn as always. Dull and not caring about my limitations.





I spent almost all summer in Italy. I was there for 3 months, which seem so, but that we actually 'passed very quickly.
I did not do the tourists, I lived like everyone else, with some walking in the center, a pizza or two, and a couple of visits to the sea.
I lived everyday as if I'd never gone away. And it 's so I wanted to.
I saw friends. I saw my friends. Those people so that 'both are close to my heart and I miss immensely.
I practically lived at the home of A., my friend and that 'even a sister. And most do not know 'if I' more 'or more friends' sister.
I cried and I laughed. But most of all, I laughed.
I saw people I had not seen for years, decades. I've met wives of old classmates that I had never seen before and I was treated like I was their friend forever. And I have felt equally at ease. And not too surprised by it.
I met Alex , and it 'was a piacerone!
I chatted, then, for hours and hours on the phone with Fabius, that I infinitely regret not having met in person. But remedy.
I wanted to know other bloggers, but I was lazy and disorganized, and I apologize.

and more 'I think, and more' I write, and more 'I realize that my world as always, what is' really important to me is the people. I always return them '. They are not nice places, art, nature .. those are things that excite me too, but nothing like meeting the people. Nothing like being around people. Nothing like weave my life with those of others.
enriches me, challenges me, complete me. It makes me more 'me.

I see a piece of me in each friend with whom I spent time this summer. We have different lives, experiences different, but there 'something about me in all of them. This' we have learned, the conclusions we reached are the same.
We have learned to take more 'well, to accept ourselves as we are and also to accept the circumstances with more' peace, with more 'force, with more' honest '. We were stripped of those superstructures that life, and sometimes those around us, we had put on him. All those clothes and those masks that do not belong to us and we were close. 'Cause there you can' spend long hours in something you are so 'close to suffocation. Even when it seems a good thing.

And so ', once again, I'm back from Italy by bringing back old friends and new, bringing with me the hope and the realization that, yes ', there' still a lot of nice people around, despite what you hear on TV or read newspapers. Or that you live at times.

And I've found that the beautiful people.

What have I done to deserve it?

Monday, October 26, 2009

Birthday Sayings 3rd Birthday

There must be a mistake. Back

JoJo - birthday. Five years.


stuff with nails.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Sample Cover Letters Dental Hygiene

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Italy.

yesterday.

But only physically.

Saturday, August 8, 2009

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long summer break. I'm writing from an internet point in Italy. I'll be back in September.
A big kiss to all.

But all of them. :)

Wednesday, May 13, 2009

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I can not believe that it 's been almost a month since I put something here on the blog ..
I admire those who can write on a regular basis .. I. .. no. I can not. The weeks go by and nothing comes to me. Or what I blend for the head are things that are corny.
Berlusconi, for example. His "funny" capacity 'to be one of the people ... The fact that everyone says that its popularity 'and' 75% share of dictatorship .. those dictatorships which are fake elections and the dictator, 'much-loved by the people', he won with 95% vote! Women love him .. Love him? I think he makes those old blennies from the back row of porn cinema!
And I get down. I get depressed thinking about Italy and Italians.

Yet in recent weeks there 'thing I want more' to go home. It 's too that I do not go .. and perhaps trust in the protection of my friends once they ', that' the balance that by putting the situation in Italy and the affection of my friends, the love of my friends have their way, creating a sort of bubble in which they are protected from what happens in Berlusconiland.
If and when I go there.

And then, what else ..? We at the end of the school year, the spring is hard to get there (with days of 30 ° C and then rain and cold on other days!), are dependent on facebook (which I was also pleasantly surprised) and I still have a ton of things to reorganize the house.

So Quiet on the Western Front.

and nothing to write on the blog.

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

Serotonin Syndrome Discover

water in the water.



Tonight I asked what should I do if

'm tired of my role and I want to change

do not know whether to go ahead and
or 'the case of escape or
if and' only
need to dream a new dream.

Now that I have what I always wanted

I feel a little bit related, I would disappear


to start over with a new deck of cards
a new game.

But the book said,
"Keep your head straight,

regulated and give yourself a good look inside yourself,

not judge others and tries to understand, throw away the mirror

that there is 'the world to watch "


I would be like water that you let go, sliding on
all
that is absorbed,
that overcomes all obstacles until
' does not reach the sea and
Then he stopped to ponder

to choose whether to be ice or steam,
whether to stop or start over ... if

Monday, April 6, 2009

20. I-catcher Console - Web Monitor

L'Aquila. Earthquake, April 6, 2009.

For once I agree with Berlusconi.
Now it 's time to the controversy - now it 's time for solidarity', for aid, for the prayers, for donations of money, to behave as human beings who at the time of tragedy is a reminder that all are equal, all people have value in themselves, regardless of political beliefs, color, national origin.
No, not 'the time for polemics. These may be referred to more 'late.

Now it 's time to hug each other physically or virtually as just, unfortunately, I can do myself.


I think I express the feelings of all Italians abroad when I say that we would like to be in Italy, maybe even us to dig with bare hands .. 'cause despite the grumblings of things Italian, although sometimes we get angry, and 'still our home, our people, our roots. It 's like a big family where we can fight evil and speak to each other among ourselves, but woe betide anyone who touches them there! We start in the fourth to defend them!

And now it 's been an earthquake in touch our home and our family.
And the pain that surrounds us and 'almost physical.

Thursday, April 2, 2009

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neighbors.

For months and months I would write one or more 'posts on my neighbors that I've had since I moved here.
It would take a really long time 'to write about all the weirdness .. but today I want to start by the last thing I heard that neighbors, including others, now have moved elsewhere.

lived in the house next to us left. They arrived about a year ago. He, she and a dog.
I still remember that the first to appear, my husband, it was her. Nice, nice. Then a few days later we were all out in the garden outside the house and leaves him. My husband is coming, and it has started to exchange some words with him. Then I join in. As soon as I gave him my hand and introduce you to arrive by car, drops, waves, is (to me) and entered the house.
time two seconds he turns back towards us and starts to say that his "beloved" does not tolerate 'a long time and that would thrown out of the house soon.
embarrassed smile from us, a word like "Oh .." and then a "Uh, look at that now and 'it! E' late, we have to go! Goodbye, see you soon"

Obviously, any problems or have solved or have ignored until now because 'throw it out of the house did not throw today and move to another state together.
course it was a really strange that you and you 'just presented is to tell you things so' private and unpleasant ...

But back to today ..
Yesterday I saw her out there and I chatted a bit '. He told me of moving today and that they hoped to really go away now 'cause he was to appear in court this morning and could also be sent to prison ...

want to know why '?
for something that 'was on all the local newspapers and I had also read, but I did not know it was him.
Introduction - we are talking about someone who is 35 years old with three children from a previous relationship. Someone who works hard, which is considered a serious and with my head straight.
So .. and 'stopped' cause he exceeded the speed limit 'in motion and when a policeman caught him and tried to stop him, and he' ran away .. 'cause there was everything on the motorcycle naked!
That 's it - had accepted a bet that he could get from a friend's house to a shop (my husband said "Probably a strip mall!") And back, naked, on the fly. Too bad that the road has found a policeman!
the end I managed to stop him and have even taken to the hospital 'cause he was in a state of hypothermia .. already, 'cause all of this' success on February 15 with .. 25 ° F (-3 ° C)!

Mah

Now I'm waiting for the glory of the new neighbors, to see what material I will blog.

Wednesday, March 18, 2009

Wakeboard Shop Las Vegas

Worms.

Some people are so afraid and I know not to open Careful Any can of worms, That They Do not Realize That Already all the worms are out, Longer and getting fatter by the day.




************* This is the conclusion of a speech too long and perhaps too personal here on the blog. But, it applies well to many other situations, I think.

Sunday, March 8, 2009

Maxine's Cartoons Birthday

Traditional ... Leviticus 19:33-34

... wishes for Women's Day.




Although in favor of equal 'rights, and condemnation of violence against women (such as that on anyone else), not' necessarily live Women's Day as this great thing.
If it were not for one small detail: the Mimosa.
I love the mimosa. Along with tulips and 'my favorite flower. They love the scent and softness .. though, being part of the acacia family, does not help my allergies!

Here the mimosa is not found. If that is not a ramettino dry between the pages of my book.

I'd like to be able to have a fresh bunch.
I will simply 'look at the pictures.

short, Greetings to all, and not women.
What cards we all need and are never wrong.

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

The Wedding Dance Mount And Blade



The Lord speaks to the Israelites.

"When some stranger shall dwell with thee in your land, not do him wrong. Treat the stranger who dwells among you as one born among you, and you love him as yourself, for you were aliens in Egypt. I am the Lord your God "

Hypothesis.

Let the Lord instead of talking to Israel is talking to the Italians.
And we also do that, instead of" Egypt " , say "Belgium", "Germany", "Netherlands", "USA", your choice.

How does it sound?

Friday, February 20, 2009

New License Columbus Ohio

SE. Ballet Magnificat

Tonight, for the note, while cleaning the bathroom (!) friends that I thought I ended up with Facebook. In reality 'is not quite correct to say that I've found,' cause at the bottom of many of them I had never lost, and 'just for obvious reasons (the distance) I did not have frequent contact ..
However, as often happens to me, one thought leads to another and I found myself thinking about people I know, but I do not really friends and I remember not really a good thing. Mainly I thought their attitude snob, as are all taken from the image and social status. I can not relate with these people. It is not 'that I would not be able to, and' I just feel wrong. It would be difficult to make a snob me too. It would be difficult to have attended "high places", and then the upper than many others. But it 's never been my desire. I have never managed to envy those who had a social climber, what makes the right moves to fit into the world "good."
Perhaps it makes no sense what I'm writing, but 'the introduction to another thought that has' suddenly presented ..
The translation of a poem by Rudyard Kipling, which is in the translation .. ehm .. Third Manual of Junior Woodchucks (the translation that I think the best).
Poetry and 'if, and why me and' springs to mind is' the part where he speaks of mud and re ...

Good reading.



SE

you can not lose your head when all around you
have lost it and say, "Did you fall, you!"
If you still believe in yourself, when more
nobody believes in you, yet you wonder
if they are right and others wrong you.
If you can wait calmly what you or if it
, persecuted, not to pay
hatred with hatred, offense with a vengeance,
without abandoning the taste of
estimated saint among the saints and the righteous right.
If you can dream, and yet not lose the dream in the nets and give everything you can think
without thinking.
If you can lay down face triumph and disgrace,
without open our hearts to neither. If you
without blinking your real
see that lie on the lips
dell'insincero, and suddenly collapse as soon as you dear
to reassemble with bitter courage. If
in one shot you can risk
everything you had in life,
and lose it, and then start again without
repent of your game. If you recall

your courage when you have long since squandered the
and stand firm when you know you can not do much
, if not say, "Come on!"
If you can not touch the mud and give
defile the hands of the king without excited.
If friend or foe can never get hurt. If all
people have loved ones too, but most of the other
anyone.
If you know of an instant leap
than the applicant who does not forgive,
then yours is the Earth and everything that gives!

Rudyard Kipling



IF

If You Can Keep Your Head When All About You Are Losing Theirs
and blaming it on you;
If you can trust yourself When All men doubt you, But make allowance for
Doubting Their too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or
, Being lied about, do not deal in lies, Or
, being hated, don't give way to hating,
And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise;

If you can dream - and not make dreams your master;
If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with triumph and disaster
And treat those two imposters just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to broken,
And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools;

If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breath a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on";

If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch;
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you;
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds' worth of distance run -
Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it,
And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!

Sunday, February 8, 2009

South Park En Streaming French



L'altra sera i miei bambini e due loro amichette watched "Veggie Tales Silly Songs" and I realized that this song is very well two of my friends .. that seem to be two wives, especially on a Saturday night .. ;-) [But you also want a lot of good for a while 'time!]

Herpes And Stomach Problems



Last night we went to see this:




Based on the true story of Corrie Ten Boom .

Never forget, never again.

Friday, February 6, 2009

Position Of Cervix Before Period?

:-) I have no words, except this:

Stop them !!!!!!!!