Friday, February 25, 2011

Laser Tag Chicago Suburbs

the word multitasking

Who knows what idea you are doing to us nearby.

Oh well, if they have passed

- our entry into the house where all the assembly / disassembly / repair was done with the soundtrack of Raffaella Carra (almost)
- the moments that Mario Merola Possoni
occasionally happen - that I vomit in the internal courtyard (you do not want to know) ...

this will be a walk.

In any case, these days people spent in front of my front door could hear Mustela around the house screaming out loud, sing-song tone by fishmonger:
'A CACCAAAAAAAA ...
'A CACCCCCAAAAAAAA ...
no, my dear, there you are.

My daughter is announcing to the world that he defecated, or trying to sell a high price for diapers used as a chemical weapon (as if they sold as a natural resource of gas these days, would have turned).


My daughter is calling CATS.

already eh.

at this time, also because of a tidal wave of prosperity that has kept the nursery almost two weeks (quasi. not exaggerate. This week has been to school two full days and a half yesterday) with advancement class is doing a lot of progress on the verbal.

One of these is the introduction of word multitasking.


true multitasking word, that word, the sole, which, depending on the pronunciation and intonation, millemila can mean different things in a language such as Eastern Europe.

Of the many phonemes for humanity, which could choose to express my daughter all its concepts?

Hunting.

What then, subject to a time (which is doubtful, given by her grandmother) does not intend to ever "crap" in the sense of "excrement". No. We

:


'A Caccaaaaa = Ohi, Cats? Where are you? (or even "Megliogaaaatttooooo ...")

Gaggàaaaa (in a tone of love and waiting) = Megliogatto, play with me? (Megliogatto and, like Roger Rabbit when he sang "kill the old" can not resist the lure and approaches, and then run away as soon as you reach out your hand) instead

Meto has long been identified with " ; aaaahm ", and is now "AU" , or "meow." Do not you say anything, true that the only times he sees the gattociccione is there to beg for food to anyone, eh?

Ca .. cccca = Scarpa (she loves this), sometimes also sock. Days ago, he made a whole speech to the sound of "ca ... CCCA shit" to my mother, to understand: ohibò, Grandma, how come my mom and I wear socks and you slip the loafers? " )

C Å = cca Pacifier (once and only once, greeted my entrance into his room brandishing a pacifier and said, "Sit" as if to say: I know pronounce, but I do not)

Poo! (joyful tone) = book

C cc Å Å = Biscuit (the difference between Å C rc and C Å cc Å untrice been acted out only if the points the finger toward the kitchen door that conceals the biscuits)

Cack'ha, cack'ha = Milk, (subito! now! now! Indeed five minutes ago!)

Poo! (in a tone of imperious finger pointing at the kitchen) "And now for the fruit, please"



you say well, my dear, your mother is good at languages.
If not ...

were in the hunt.

ahr ahr.











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... let's say a wave of bad news came (to be light and keep vague) and then I had so much to delight you with my fabulous black humor ...
(ahem)

well short.

now I am here.

AND EVEN ENOUGH, YOU OHI up there ', with negativity', PECCORTESIA.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Danielle Bella Agency

are sorry there is no one on the piece

a bit 'I have changed room in the office, we are now four, I and my colleague in my department, and two colleagues (one man and one woman) from another department, both very nice (and short we have four nice people).
him know it - not very well - since I work here, we have never worked, though.

Today I feel telling a colleague "because You know, the farm where I worked before, Acmeinc ... "

Acmeinc?

... I'm on LinkedIn: Acmeinc has worked in almost two years (in Milan, and in another department than mine, but oh well)

aaaaahhhmbè

I remembered him, right. Sisssì.

own Son on a piece.

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Ohio License Hologram

The free ride is over: Lamentations

I found that they begin classes Monday.
E 'happened by chance: I was suspicious of the fact that yesterday, greeting me after the exam (I'm still waiting), the girls have said I'll see you Monday. Damn. I feel like a good shoot: I seem to be under pressure to study without interruption since early December, which is very similar to the truth-and I have absolutely no desire to resume my routine of waking up at five and a half, Coach , train, lessons, train, bus, home.
The good thing is that my schedule does not provide a lesson in the morning a week. The less positive is that the other are all from 14 to 18, weary of time that my brain makes an investment in pumpkins after Thanksgiving.

It would not hurt a bit off 'from home and see someone, the problem is that all the people I meet are not really friends: they remain, after four years of superficial knowledge, which a chat every now and then but not too confident, or hang out with for dinner and a movie theater. I do not know if the fault is mine or another, but the invitations are always courteous and rarely materialize into something that involves me. And pass the holes between the hours with someone who makes plans that do not concern you is the most boring I have ever experienced ...

Friday, January 28, 2011

Anorexia When Will My Hair Grow Back

Big Answers

E 'since I read the newspaper this morning that I feel a sense of uneasiness in the pit of my stomach. It 's a mixture of disgust, helplessness and fear. It will conduct an ostrich, but I'm trying not to think about.

Last night we were up by lighting a benefit of the greatest mysteries of our (empty) lives:

After months of wondering why our Pilates teacher seemed to have a broom stuck in the ass (metaphorically speaking, of course), you've given us an explanation (No, we asked: "Why do you seem to have a broom in the ass?").

As far as we explained, the unconscious, the one bad thing that makes you wake up screaming things like 'no, it is true that D'Alema awakened my sexual desire,' and 'I did not at all pressed firmly on the pollicione succulents affixed ! ', we said, the unconscious does not distinguish between true and false. In the sense that if you are talking about, say something like 'oh, how stupid I was to play the lotto number 99', the unconscious I take seriously and convince you to be stupid. Now, I am puzzled: I always thought the reason run backwards. If deep down you think you worthless, it is more likely that you are disparaging phrases out of yourself, even in a friendly and innocent, almost wanted to warn others that do not rely too much on you, you're not ready for their expectations. On the other hand, I also believe that we can not live without a bit 'of irony, indeed, that is a symptom of intelligence (personally I am not at all attracted to people who can not laugh at themselves). In short, I could never act as our teacher who can not take it seriously and get a good laugh over their limits, because, come on baby, you have too, and at the same time I realize I have a great respect in me ... may depend on a couple of sentences rash? From a few bars of sipirito?

Monday, January 24, 2011

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* * dirty work of mother-nurse

plagued To understand why the change is bad when the wind, and to understand whether, in fact, it seems, is destined never to set foot outside the house all winter, the gurupediatra (under my reminder) I prescribed a series analysis, including un'urinocoltura.

call the center where I usually do the analysis, they also wonder if a child of 14 months.
say so, but that the charge must do a pediatrician so they must make an appointment, and to call after half an hour.
call, and I say ok, tomorrow I can go to 8.15, but a bit to go 'before so I accepted.

I also ask how to do the urine, I say to use the damned bag stickers.

I buy a Maritemu bags (give him two) and a sterile glass for safety.

I read on the internet that just the equivalent of a teaspoon. Hopefully.

Mustela spent a quiet night after all, apart from the fact that she woke up at four and a half with a great hunger (ste ... with the ongoing disease has also scasinato sleep), at 6.45 was then awakened, but I was also good, because we had to do is blessed harvest.

The night before I was prepared for the different techniques ...
and I, bold "but oh well Mustela already use the gearbox to the toilet, stand there with a container below, is made"

a cabbage. Knight Bus
Mustela had thought well to make all the wee universe, and then in the morning do not think so. I had to wash well, I opened the faucet of the sink to make them come up with other associations, I could drink ...
nothing.

At one point the girl sitting happy on his gear, he decided to start to "push"
NO! Without my mom! That's another analysis!
The firm just in time.

anything, forget it, is not a good way.
Let's bag, way.
bag has a powerful adhesive and is attached on the lips (... no, not the mouth). A little 'how to get a Brazilian wax, but without hair. The Pora
criatura screams like a hyena, and of course if you do not even dream of peeing.

At that point I put into play all the tactics of the Internet. port in the salon, I make the massaggini on his stomach, holding up ...

nothing.

Internet suggested to apply ice on the area of the bladder.
I open the freezer, the ice will be gone for a ride in the disc, is not reached.
I take a box of frozen basil (which is also time expired) and, after checking that the bag is there in its place, I begin to wipe the poor belly and back of Mustela.

Oh, but what quest'allegro noise mountain brook?

DAMNED BAG!
irritates the skin of the irritable Mustela But not if you dream, to hold the pee.
I had a pond on the floor of the dining room.

established under two feet of building the assembly of saints, the ex-bag (Mustela screams galore) and check if it is still there. A few drops. It is one teaspoon of tea, but the emergency room two weeks ago with two drops diagnosed with urinary tract infection ...
no eh?
Oh well, packed the bag in a sterile glass, and apply a new bag (more screams) saying that, while we wait to the collection, perhaps a bit Mustela refers' to pee.

And you do not want a bit 'of water, mama?

No.

ah here, I thought. Even if
Ferrarelle?

No.

ah, ok, had to say.

arrive at the center at 8.05, do the practices of acceptance, which dispenses with Mustela smiles left and right, for good measure.
I wonder if our income is lower than a certain threshold, unfortunately I'm afraid so. "Ah well, it does not pay much of this analysis. There must FIFTY EURO ONLY. "

I sweat like drops in the manga.

I almost, if nothing comes from the analysis, there remain bad.

"Well, madam, now to go there on those benches, comes the pediatrician just call it"

well.

Mustela has time to make friends with a secretary (... has become practically a stalker, was always at his post), two doctors, Dr. Dog (see love, that's what broke the veins Mom's waiting for you when ...") un'inserviente cleaning, a child who was born one day before her and kissing and walking down the ...

He also had time to get the second bag to check to see if he had produced (spot), drink gallons of water fifty-two in vain, to read two books, reciting aloud the verse of Hen ...

the doctor can not see.

at 8.45 please ask if they can control where it is, also because Mustela is fast in the morning (and I with her, out of solidarity).

his goodness, comes to 9.10.

nice.
uh.
"lady, and because I know you?"
"..... do not know, you know? "
"maybe she's in the neighborhood and I saw her?"
"er ... yes, it will be so ... then I was here the whole pregnancy ... "


ignores me

" and why do all these tests? "
(but not obvious, 'cause I like to make you cry my daughter!)
"because it is constantly sick, take whatever steps within miles, also had pneumonia with hospitalization"
laughs. His goodness, ride "eh oh well, pneumonia this year we had her all"

Eh, you too, Mustela, you could be a calamity unless cheap.


keyboards arms in search of a vein (which runs off, remember)

Mustela has an arm on a "hair like" an island of hair in the middle of the hairless arm.
"Ah, thou hast well as a mole," he says, sounding disgusted, the pediatrician

"a desire ..." I say "a hairy mole," says (there is no under the new, but obviously this will be the definition)

"eh"
another doctor gave me directions, "so now we must take into holes and her firm ... the locks arms with the trunk "
whereas Mustela is sitting on my knees in front of a desk, it will be fun.

are all still amazed by the fact that Mustela did not blink in front of the tourniquet & co.
"after the head-set, this is a walk ..."
"and how they pulled the cannula je, co 'ste veins?" the doctor says, disgusted. "Breaking, of course ... that even they, in reality, but her moving ...

the doctor continues to test the arm of Mustela, muttering to himself ... "Eh, the six also allergic ..." "um, no, actually we miss this" "yeah, you say so!"
[no, to be precise it tells the pediatrician allergist, is certainly ; prepared, but ...]


"Well, we are allergic ... it probably will but for now it is not ... "
"eh, you see it?" I
(beginning to bother me) "but why say it? You see something ... "
" you can see from my face! "
[knew how many things we could say your, face ...]

hole
Mustela warns fire

I make my mother degenerate and even some 'psychotic, commenting garrulous tone and happy "but ssssuuuu, exaggerated, it's just a pinched, susususu! Here! Guaaaarda, you see that in the sheath? It 's your blood! See how they run! Correcorrecorre ... runs fine until [I pretend not to notice that the two doctors appanicando are evidently because the vein is taken ill and possibly unable to fill the three tubes] guardaguarda! Now that rooosa tube ... "

(if the verbiage alone does not scare you enough, imagine it with fresh air-raid alarm sottofodo Mustela. After a while, 'she stopped, perhaps incredulous to have a mom so )

Finally the torture ended, the doctor tries to put a patch on the arm that Mustela, a little 'why do not you trust more, a little' because it is the school of Alrune aunt and mother, does not want way to put it.

The doctor greets us in a hurry (it's a busy woman, you!), While the other stays with me to check if Mustela did another little 'pee.

But not even to dream, if not their dreams. If he keeps to the future.

Oh well, I just say that maybe one in the morning (on the other hand in the hospital with two drops found the infection ... I mentioned?) And that if they call me.

the afternoon - and what do you think? - The phone rings. I go the doctor in charge of the analysis, the voice seems to me Dr. Dog. The tone is

rebuke: "Madam, but here there is almost nothing ... but he had checked the bag? "
" well, this is what had produced ... "

" eh lady but not enough ... "" um ... I can try to collect again but ... the hospital ... "" Yes, we can do with those drops the urine culture, perhaps, but it would not be trusted ... and then we can not do the basic analysis ... "

" but than they need? "

" eh, at least two fingers "

(ora. least two fingers for a girl 80 cm high, it seems a bit 'out of proportion, but close)

"Okay, look, I try to collect another sample ... by what I have to bring?"

"in the early afternoon today, or tomorrow morning"

Ok.

Calma.

cold blood.

Mustela sleep, I ask Maritemu to spend a moment and take a shot in the pharmacy sterile.

When he wakes up, degenerate as good mother and a nurse, began to torture her. "Water, love?"

Previdente, I put on the floor in the living room an absorbent towel, and continues the routine of ghiaccetti water and passed over the body while I try desperately to put the glass in place of favor.

... you know, right?

Hand wet pad well, in short few drops (I thought, I swear, to wring out the pad)

New assembly building of the Saints.

"ready, Dr. Dog? Here, he made a spoon ... "(... on the internet said it was enough ...)

" No, sir, at least 20 ml "

Sgrunt.

another round, another race, another drink.

The next day, Mustela wakes up at 6.45 am in a chilly morning on Saturday.

I rub my eyes, you have the breakfast with the Pope, then off, square towel on the floor, off the diaper, ghiaccetti, short firmly in the area X, with high Porelli protests.

His father stages a reenactment of the inquisition by torture, forcing her to drink from bottle or cup with a spout Ferrarelle (and still water)

At about 7:45 Maritemu announces the intention to return to sleep, followed by gentle reproaches of his wife, who reminds him that the girl is the daughter of two hours and then give me a hand FARE IS A COLLECTION, God bless.

After a while, 'the little one has had enough, he began to complain, you're all cute but I'm game of ice, frost, standing in front of the TV drinking water, me stew.

He wants to sit. He sits down. I exclaimed loudly that no, it does it again on the carpet, I know.

take you in my arms, always ready with a short action.

And finally, after a while, a nice swash me that we did downtown.

Nearly 20 ml. If they did enough.

Ah, of course the nice auruspice the pediatrician broke the streak, there's a nice bump.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Parotid Gland Pain Alcohol

Porn Fest

Should I do a million things to stop and stay there, motionless, looking at the passage of time and feeling sorry for himself. Rather not do it, and use that energy should be channeled elsewhere in stupid. Like this.

Title: Pon farr

Fandom: The Big Bang Theory

Raiting: NC-17

Word Count: 1274

Disclaimers: everything belongs to Warner Bros

;

"Penny. Penny. Penny. "

Penny opened the door to stop the annoying and relentless knocking Sheldon:" What is it, Sheldon? "

Sheldon, perfectly composed in the middle of the landing, cleared his throat before announcing: "I realized that, thinking logically, how does Spock, of course I want you."

Penny stared at him, raising his eyebrows: "I do not think you understand."

"... Because I'm amazed." he said, raising his eyes to heaven. "I'll try to be clearer. Remember that Spock is subject to the TOS the pon farr ... "

" If it's one of those things Star Trek, I do not know anything. "interrupted the girl.

"But where were you while the world watched Star Trek?" Said Sheldon, indignantly.

"To me a life, I guess ... I decide to come to the point?"

"In any case, be subject to a Vulcan pon farr means to have sex or die .

"You're assuming that it is not human?"

"... No. However, I am in a similar situation. In recent days, my thoughts tend to wander and my dreams are filled with comic book heroines. As you can imagine, this distracts me from my work, and can not afford. So, I thought of you. "He concluded quietly. "Having sexual relations will have a beneficial effect on my body, relieving stress and restoring my ability to concentrate."

"... this is very flattering to me, Sheldon, but ..." began Penny, wondering if he said seriously, or maybe you had to do with that slimy be Wallowitz.

"This is a purely logical choice-As-Sheldon continued that the meeting would not be aimed at the recreation is not necessary to look for someone with intelligence, do not say the same to my to-let out a halfway between a laugh and a grunt-but at least the same scale of quantifiable measures. In addition, you answer to the usual standards of beauty and you are near. "

"Wow, you sure that you know to compliment a woman." She replied, preparing to slam the door in his face.

"Most important of all, you're my friend. You can not let me die. "

" Oh, darling, you will not die if you do not have a sexual relationship. "He said, softened by reference to their friendship.

"Of course, if I can not concentrate at work will not get more results, I will be fired, lose my home and die of starvation as any tramp. "

" Oh, my goodness! "

" Also, in my dreams you Superwoman looks like. "he added, smiling slightly.

"All right, come in!" So it was more than likely that he realized that it was not for him. Indeed, the whole concept would probably disgusted.

"Well, here we are." Said Sheldon entering, making his eyes wander around the apartment.

"Sit on the couch as well."

"Ah, yes. The famous foreplay. "He sat down and placed himself near Penny.

"I guess duties kiss you." He said with a slight grimace.

"You've never done this before? Where were you while everyone else went into puberty? "

"A study for my degree, I suppose ..."

Penny laughed: "Oh, honey! I'll ... "he leaned forward and kissed him lightly. "What do you say?"

"Um, an unavoidable exchange of germs and saliva."

"Excuse me, but what are the heroines of comics in your dreams?! "Penny said, rather offended.

"They shout 'Watch out pon farr! Will destroy you! '

"Oh, my ... you can stop repeating pon farr?"

"All right. We continue? "

" Okkey ... "that stupid balloon! Her kisses were not 'unnecessary'. He would show. She kissed him again, deepening the contact and began to massage her shoulders. Sheldon began to respond awkwardly. He put his hand on her back, resting the tip of your fingers. Penny did a verse of encouragement. He went down to kiss his throat and chuckled Sheldon. When he began to bite and suck the skin of the neck made him laugh again unbearable sucked. Penny cleared his throat, "Sheldon? Could you avoid? "

" Why? From what I have heard it is an enjoyable and fun, if not laughter, what would be an appropriate expression of appreciation? "

Penny's slipped a hand into the middle of the legs and grabbed him, squeezing firmly. Sheldon gave a gasp and then a long moan.

"This is an appropriate expression of appreciation." She whispered in his ear. Tron's off his shirt, then unbuttoned her blouse: take beginning and taste. He dropped the suit on the ground next to the shirt and leaned over Sheldon with a mischievous smile.

"What What are you doing? "he stopped her.

"Well, it seemed obvious what we were doing." He replied, confused.

"I mean, you're not going to fold those clothes?"

Penny stared at him, incredulous: "I do not think it is important at this moment!"

"Of course it is! You should show more respect for the things that belong to you and to others. And you would not hurt to put a little ' order in this place. "he added, after critical look at the living room.

"Sheldon, you're making me angry."

"I'm just saying ..."

With a frustrated sigh, Penny's and sat astride the kissed her passionately, pulling her hair short. Taking advantage of his surprise stuck his tongue in his mouth, finding the boy and sucking up. Broke away from him and stared at him with an eyebrow raised. Sheldon riamase in turn to look at for a few seconds. "Oh, hell!" He said, before clinging to Penny and reverse their positions on the couch. Penny's legs buckled around his waist, the skirt that dated back to life, while Sheldon kissed cheeks and temples, holding her face in her hands and rhythmically while pressing his groin against her sex. "I love you to be so high." Moaned in her ear, as he writhed to unfasten her bra. When he managed to pull it out and throw it away Sheldon stopped to look at the breast, as if hypnotized. Gently squeezed her right breast, then bend the head to lick the nipple. Penny moaned: "So, Shelly ..."

"Wait-Sheldon was interrupted, speaking with difficulty" We must take off all my clothes. "He stood up and began to untie his shoes. The system by and put us over the socks. Penny the observed between amusement and exasperation. When finally his pants and underwear were neatly put aside, Penny devotes a long look at his erection, "Very good ..." Sheldon does not seem at all embarrassed. "You do not undress?"

With a smile of defiance, Penny put her hands under her skirt to jeans and pulled my panties, lifting your pelvis off the couch and offering a perfect view of his wet sex.

"The skirt ..." she whispered Sheldon, then clearing his throat. Penny shook her head, amused: "I want to take ..."

"Hell, woman! I'll go crazy! "

Sheldon lay down again, rubbing against her. Biting his lips, Penny grabbed his State. He pressed his thumb on top, ready to drive it to himself ... and the Sheldon was in his hands, with a strangled cry. Penny's eyes widened in surprise, then gave the stupid thing she had expected? Had already gone much better than the first time with Leonard.

Sheldon, after taking breath, sighed and sat up: "Thank you very much. I promise I will not bother you anymore. "He started to rise.

"W-what? Where are you going? We're not done! "

" Well, I know that technically a sexual relationship is usually culminate with the penetration, but the goal was reached, the stress is greatly reduced and I feel good. Almost euphoric. I see no reason to take the time otherwise we could use you ... I am working on and doing what you usually do. "

Penny shook her head:" You will not let you go do things by halves . Put it this way: you're done the school year, but ... "

" I did not get full marks in all subjects? "

" Honey, you have been rejected in physical education. "

Sheldon appeared to reflect: 'It's always been my problem. "

" But do not worry-Penny said, putting his hands on his shoulders and holding him on the sofa started right now the course of recovery. "



And I found this :)

Sunday, January 16, 2011

Ikea Home Planner Software

mom, I 'nnoio.

I take my finger, it begins to "run", leads me in front of the front door trying to get on the stroller. My love of the house, it's not my fault you're un'appestata. I send you a certificate for school tomorrow I had it. You are you that you went from "el baby is fine, Señora" to "this child has a high morbidity, Lady ..."

... I do not know what's wrong this time, if a recurrent urinary tract infection (opltre after 10 days of antibiotics, and all the teeth with white specks) or by going to the parquet in a ski suit, without sweating, playing on the slide and swinging, without interacting with other children too ... has run caught the flu.
it gets worse.

Thursday, January 6, 2011

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ada in the sky with diamonds

Abstract: if someone has the courage to implement this recipe, send me photos, reviews, and ps report of gastric lavage, thanks.

Premise 2: I'm afraid I can not talk, having served for lunch today the slices of beef with zabaglione


Oh well, today I propose something new, the fresh section of our Ada. Just soups and sandwiches to steak.

Macaroni Pie

[Ada up a good girl. Do not start with scherzoni. And oh well, nothing sweet ... baked pasta. Eh?]

Plate famous Roman gourmet feasts and joy of the carnival of other times [and remember that she wrote in 1935. Perhaps he spoke of the ancient Romans] macaroni pie still maintain a dignified sovereignty and assembles around his round mole sugared [as you are noble, Ada ... ] a devoted crowd of fervent admirers. But even this greedy mess, an exclusive Roman specialties, has lost almost all of the tradition [eccheppeccato]. It 'difficult to eat properly done, and since then of macaroni pies that are sometimes found in delicatessens or restaurants [Ada was versed in languages, you know!] , it is better to fly.

The macaroni pie consists of several elements in the Roman [east mess in omnis partes tres divisus] : The inner part consists of the macaroni and a generous filling then a layer of custard [eeh?] , which coats the macaroni, and finally a wrap of sugared pastry that contains everything [eeeeeeh?] .

Those who do not know maybe this dish around and bite mouth to hear the strange combination of macaroni and confectionery [nooo, cause ...] But the strangeness is only apparent, and the result so very homogeneous, characteristic , tasty, to merit the approval of the most refined palates [after many liters of wine, exactly?]

The preparation is rather long, but offers no difficulty [a party for you, idiots inept ]. Ever since the day before that set out to make the pie prepared a tomato sauce without meat [Ada gives goodness its reference to the recipe, the OX BRAC - I think by Obelix] . They must then prepare the filling, which can be done as long as you want rich [eppeccarità cracks greed].

The traditional recipe requires: sweetbreads, chicken livers, ridges [CREST?] eggs, fresh or dried mushrooms, meat balls, bits of sausage, etc.. etc.. [says just that: and so on. etc.. then gives the green light to empty the fridge, while you're at, empty the bin of wet]
But you can do even a modest [long as] content with dried mushrooms, meatballs made with a very small part of flesh that served to make the sauce, and some sausage slices. Of course it will be more varied the filling and the better the result.

This stuff [but eh, Ada. If you call "this stuff" even you ... ] to be fried with a little 'butter, and finished with a few spoonfuls of sauce. After this, the custard, that will be filled with three tablespoons of sugar, three egg yolks, two tablespoons of flour, a pinch of salt, a strong pinch [ouch] of cinnamon powder and half a liter of milk. And finally

[alèèèèè] must prepare the pastry that will contain the mess, and that four items with 400 grams of flour, 200 grams of powdered sugar [not used to block, stupid] a ettogrammo of butter and lard a [OLE!] a pinch of salt and a pinch of cinnamon, two eggs Inti and two reds. S'impasti promptly all this and put it to rest in a cool place.

Finally you break into short pieces a pound of macaroni, is cooked in salted water and seasoned with sauce, a bit of butter [eh, ever ... ] and Parmesan cheese. Let's go back to recommend that the sauce is well degreased [... Ada. Degrease the sauce and put the butter. No way out]

Let the macaroni is also chilly and then proceed to the final packaging of the mess. Butter [Ada, if you have a relationship with a cardiologist who does not have to say] a pan very lightly and very low of about 30 cm in diameter, and the bottom ricopritene with the third part of the pastry, which spread thin. On this disc of dough, put a layer of macaroni, leaving a gap of around around a couple of fingers on macaroni and spread the filling so that there is everywhere [and have made me even use the pan to very low edges, marrana: I see I was here to pick up a runny filling everywhere]
Cover the filling with the remaining macaroni, endeavoring to give them the shape of a dome [I remind you, Ada damn, you're making me use the pan low].
Take then the custard and pour over macaroni [Please use appropriate bags, if you feel nauseated] upon application with a good knife and endeavoring to instill it in the interstices [eh certo.Sia ever that the cockscomb is soaked in cream].
After that flattened the other piece of pastry! Make a disk large enough to cover the pie, pour beaten egg around the left free on the dough and applied under the cover.

With the tip of a boxcutter slowly cut the dough unnecessary, the two discs do fit together well, and if you still have enough dough to make a cord around servitevene or some other small decoration of your choice [I suggest the word " , 118, "as gentle reminder for diners].

Golden with a beaten egg over the surface of the pie, cook in the oven of moderate heat for about three quarters of an hour and exit from the oven with plenty of vanilla sugar inzuccheratelo [ever be too light on the impact 'body]

Although excellent heat, macaroni pie gains to be eaten cold.

BOF. Beurk.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

How To Make Someone Fall Asleep

something light

What follows is one of my favorite recipes by Ada Boni.
Of course, I never had the heart to prepare it (so far ... . Never say never) but it is a classic in the evenings or afternoons when entertain Friends read passages from the Bible Ada (I know, is a difficult life)

The bookmaker sandwich
[ oh, well, Ada was ahead. He worried for a quick lunch for people in a hurry, not only for soups and stracciatelle. ]

To do this you use a special sandwich of rectangular loaves called "cassette" [ not know about you, but I do these trips in the last century, in which the loaf was a rarity, an oddity , fascinated by death ] which you use only the top and bottom, leaving the two slices the thickness of one centimeter [the rest of the box give it to the pigeons] .

spreads plenty of bread with butter. [thoroughly. Aaaah, the cholesterol of the 30s ...]

Meanwhile you roast grilled on a large fillet steak, season with salt and pepper and allow to cool. [Ok, the bookmaker and I eat bread and butter steak. Fico, Ada, yes. No?]

When it is cold spreads mustard [mossssstaaaaaada, as would Albertone] arises between two slices of bread [and butter, remember] , s'involge [s'involge! !] in a sheet of white blotting paper [us ... the twenty-first century call Scottex] and puts a burden rather strong [ok, imagine me sitting on a cap of Scottex containing bread, butter, mustard and steak. Ole]

After half an hour the sandwich is ready: it is held by the drying paper, and put it in a box portasandwichs [who did not have it, the box portasandwich S ... however, had not yet entered into force the law which banned foreign words, you see] or is wrapped in heavy white paper [a cartoon] .

Make it the experience, kind sir [yes, Ada takes us around. ], and after a nice walk in the country, when the air and the sun will have enlivened the color of your cheeks rosy [yes, Ada insists. O has been drinking. On the other hand we are on page 265 of the book, it is to understand it, if it is empty] sit on the grass with tiny teeth [Ada. Get help] attacked resolutely [Ada ... by up to be good ... wearing this shirt ... fastens behind ...] the delicious sandwich [loaf, butter, mustard and thread. Yeah.]

which is known in England as "Bookmaker Sandwich" [second ... me, this is all a big scherzone Ada]


*** if someone tries, let me know!

Monday, January 3, 2011

Examples Of Army Monthly Counselings

new year new life ...

old stove.
'm waiting for it to do decent hour to call the Gurupediatra in Central America, since I do not know if he's back. If not returned
name a replacement, I can not help but call "girl" because she has 5 years younger than me. How old.

I should not even talk about it.

As my friend says Seavessi , the Lord gave me a daughter "to solvers rather than" people.
In fact, looking at the positive side, pulling out the Pollyanna that lurks inside me, come on, could be much, much, much worse.

Instead I have a lovely daughter, even though plague-stricken, that the question "how MustelaPandala?" He says, show "baaaavvvvvvvaaaa"

(which would mean "good." Not that it seems like the secretions of a snail)