Monday, January 31, 2011

Cooler Master V8 X Or Zalman

Leaders 2.

If by chance one of these leaders dies murdered (I do not look bad, but unfortunately this happens too, sometimes), then its blow-ups are multiplying exponentially. His image looks at you from every angle, it becomes a sort of saint ...


For example, this young man was a top Christian leader, Pierre Gemaiyel, murdered just 35 years.

Wedding Seating Chart Bride's Last Name

I say a house ... A post

Hello everyone!


I'm here with a purpose: I want to win one of the most likeable candy Simona !!


What to do?
indicate which room or corner of our little house makes us feel special and good about ourselves with loved ones.

So I come back to me ...

I adoVo my house was built especially with so much effort and sacrifice ... ...^____^.... from my husband but a bit 'me too, eh eh eh!

Rooms I love them all: I like the room ...^___^... I like the kitchen light and spacious room that greets us every morning with the smell of coffee and milk.
I like living with divanone red hot, which is where we set off every night after dinner and never neglect.
I like the Chamber of kids ... even when it is in order ... with all their colorful little things.
I also like the bathroom ... that would be worse if there were, no?? ^ __ ^

But a year on this side there is' a place of my own, housed in a corner of the living room where my husband has transformed a piece of furniture in poor art in a multi-purpose laboratorietto FOR ME!
♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ Ammmmmoooooreeee! ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥


In this cabinet I have the "ALL MY MY SPACE" ... a little better than nothing, "said the wise ...
In this cabinet I have my peak and all the material for the beads ... and I create my own little things ... and I read my friends blog! ^ __ ^


Of course when I need a little 'extra space with all the grit and imitation Ambaradan all, I do not need to move a lot: there is always a good 200x 90 plank behind me!!




And through this now I just have to have a little 'fortune and of c. .. AND CANDY' MIOOOOO!

Kisses.

Nunzia

Sunday, January 30, 2011

When Does The Tahoe Shape Change

Leaders.

We stayed all day in the house. It was not advisable to make long journeys. E 'fell on the government and followers of different political parties have begun to manifest in all the main roads. The problem here is that the protests are fairly violent. Tempers were fervent by the leaders who keep their speeches acclaim, followed by cable from across the country.
The first move, during the protests, is always to block the roads by burning wheels of cars. This technique is so common here, I was amazed. The Unknown. On the contrary, in this country is the first sign of protest. So far, fortunately, have been limited to this. Unfortunately, here's someone who does not hesitate to take up arms. What a strange country this ... On one side are those who are madly in love life, generally hard workers who often viveurs are also fabulous. Stainless aesthetes who are never miss the luxuries of every kind and loves to show off his might. The overwhelming majority of Lebanese who enjoy life ... Unfortunately, there is also a downside. At the other extreme, it is also a class of persons who, having nothing to lose and inflamed by political leaders, is ready to challenge weapons fratricide. and block the fervent vitality and economy of the country.
In this country, political leaders are a subject that deserves a special look. Follow-up with an eagerness and enthusiasm shocking, are venerated and revered almost as a deity. That is, as is done in Italy with the protagonists of the ball.
Their impressive murals stand out on all roads. In the Shiite Muslim neighborhoods you can see the poster of Nasrallah in Sunni Muslim ones, the images of the late former Prime Minister Rafik Hariri and those of his son Saad, in turn, Prime Minister until a few days ago. In Christian areas alternating close-ups of the 2 leaders of opposing factions, one allied with the Shiites and the other with the Sunnis.
for the enthusiasm that surrounds them, they remind me po'gli an ancient tribal leaders. Only that the tribes and their leaders are much more fascinating, authentic and honest. I like to think of the Indians of America, their leaders wearing thicker feathers and long, his face painted with vibrant colors and the most eye-catching clothing. People with a special charisma, character strong and decisive, able to think the true welfare of the whole community. Nothing could be further from the truth ...
better to dream and then, without going to look for historical references or film and stay in our home-field full-time mommy, smile with the King Julian in "Madagascar," the Walt Disney cartoon. Oh! That is an experience!

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Egg Free Crab Cake Recipe

a bit 'so ... Happy Birthday

Hello everyone!
Back with a little 'of photino to show you ...
I finally did some odd jobs ... and we're still in 2011 !^_____^
Um ... actually began with a pair of earrings I made for Christmas 2010:


Discrete, unobtrusive ... of course I'm lying instead ?^__^

These earrings are similar to those made for my mom: I told you that LI WANTED ....
They look like two chandeliers, but in reality are not very large: the cabochon is 10mm!
But if I shoot you in the face of the light refracts into many colors ... and so will enliven the evenings a little 'gray, eh eh eh!

And now comes the fun ... for me!
.........
find differences?






The sooooooo!
Have you wrong!
All you have said that the difference is in the phone-strap or pendant if you prefer ... but NO!
The difference lies in mobile phones!
Uahuahuahuahuaaaa!
Well ... before that who knows my address send me a car of the neuro, I will explain!
It seems that this is one mobile phone, however, are three: one of my brother "small" (which has the 36 years, small call me laugh !!^__^), one of my husband and one is mine.




Given the mega deals that we found, by genes we have taken together and will not tell you when we were in the same room ... we had to call those CSY to determine the footprints and figure out which was a cell or another.
Then I was turned on the light bulb ... it happens once a year and I have already played, but here's three phone strap so as not to mess: put me calling my husband's boss for a chat ... ^___^
And while I was in the mood to label everything, I also stamped me and my children ... but not with the beads!


Today I brought the baby by a pediatrician because he has the flu and the doctor noticed the tattoo ... I told you, to laugh, I needed to recognize my son when I carry it around. .. has only raised an eyebrow ... O____O!

Oh well.
I end this post a bit 'strange and I hope that the other work being able to show before Easter.
Have faith!

A hug. Nunzia

Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Side Effects Before Your Period

Iraqis: you present them.

Evan
Here it is the beautiful, sweet and smiling wife of the concierge of my building with their child in the arms of 9 months, Andros. He's been named "European", he told me, in the hope that a better future, away from this beloved land, but unfortunate. Hoping that allows easier insertion idealization West.
They managed to escape, leaving Iraq, only six months ago. And here I am, in the cozy Lebanon, happy to lead a quiet life, working and with dignity.
This background is their house on the ground floor of my building: a room, a kitchenette and a bathroom. Have you noticed that the walls are hung with pictures and posters sacred?

Sunday, January 23, 2011

Cigarette Lighter Socket External Connector

Iraqis

One of the first things the my "fire" he said when we met, was that of the Christian religion. I do not believe him now. From what I was ignorant, I thought that the Middle East was entirely Muslim territory. I was wrong big. Even thought it was one of those lies in the boys they use when they want to impress. Not that I had nothing against Muslims, just seemed strange to me. To convince the show had to cross around his neck and to emphasize the fact that his name was purely Christian. Particular which I, stupidly, I had not paid attention.
some reason in my head, I think, in the collective imagination, this area is seen only as the land of Muhammad. Almost another world, light years away from ours and incomprehensible. In some ways it is, but, Lebanon in particular, there is closer As you can imagine.
First of all because, as I said, this is the land of Jesus In fact, throughout the Middle East is the biblical land. We think that Abraham was "Iraq"? This reflection is almost creepy ...
In Iraq, under Saddam Hussein, Christians were many and were protected by the dictatorship, even if subdued. It seems almost a blasphemy to the fact that now he must escape in many different ways to save from extermination.
The doorman of my building is a young Iraq, with his smiling wife and a child of nine months. Here in Lebanon, there are thousands of Iraqis. This country made up of people generous and hospitable, welcomes everyone. Countless refugees from different lands unfortunate, found here a roof and were able to continue living, if nothing else, calmly. Often, these guests, as is normal to happen, they are criticized, rightly or wrongly, for many reasons, from the local population. However, I never heard a negative word about these unfortunate descendants of Abraham. They are all honest workers with a high sense of ethics, respect for others and a devotion and worship for the family almost unbelievable. Sometimes I stop and think, indeed, their reality, it seems to me not only timeless, but their incorrutibilità leaves me stunned. That must have inner strength!
Today, in 2011, whole families, including women and children of all ages, although not to accept a forced conversion to Islam, rigid and strong in their Christian faith, are willing to accept martyrdom (yes, that's what it is) or to escape in any way, at any cost. To save themselves and save their faith. Their dignity.
Then as now, after thousands of years, has not changed nothing ...
Unbelievable? No, it is not. For us, perhaps, is incomprehensible. Because our history, our culture, our spirituality are completely different.
They, the descendants of great civilizations and great peoples, sons of Abraham, are an ancient people with a history and tradition virtually unknown to us. And, above all, their deep spirituality has ancient origins, consolidatesi through the millennia, even rafforzatesi not to drown in a sea of \u200b\u200bMuslims.
In reality, Christianity sinks its roots right here in the Middle East. So, its true spirituality is deeply rooted in the culture of these ancient peoples, who were originally most Christian, but suffered from the forced Islamization Muhammad, in sec. VII. Nevertheless, the Christian presence remained intact, although strongly decreased in number and, unfortunately, I fear will disappear entirely ...

Tuesday, January 18, 2011

Is Balsa Wood Good For Architectural Models

Luciaaaaaa!



These days I have been absent from my blog is that those of all because I had a number of things that I have taken away all that time did not work and children. .. even the poor hubby has been neglected a bit '! ^___^

But I could not find at least a minute to come and do my most sincere and affectionate wishes for a wonderful birthday to dearest Lucia .


I went to peek just a moment I saw her blog and that has made so many posts, has received many messages of friendship and even made the game!

I missed it ... but I confess that I thought all day to get time to come to the PC and send my best wishes for a happy birthday.


I'm sorry it so late in the evening, but there is still time right?

So MANY AUGURIIIIIIII !!!!!!!!! AND MANY BACIONIIIIII!!

Nunzia

Monday, January 17, 2011

Catchy Slogan For Sweet

new Mom.

After I laboriously convinced myself to take one of these foreign girls, I started to remember some of the things I missed. "Yay! Finally I can again make me a shower during the day, I will have the time to apply a mask on your face, get your nails done, go to the beautician and gym, study Arabic, have a coffee with a friend: that luxury, I can not believe it! "
Yes because by now I was resigned to having to give up everything. Here, alone, in the Middle East, with a husband superimpegnato, I could not rely on just anyone. Condition that has forced me to sacrifice many things. However, mine was a sacrifice made with a love so great it almost made me forget who I was, what was part of me, my life and my personality and that, suddenly, he had gone into hibernation. However, when I faced the prospect of change, has awakened the dormant part. Slowly I was very clear the whole situation before my eyes. I remembered that I was even more and continue to be the same as always, but much, much richer. Of joy, love, tenderness, sweetness, physicality. And, above all, I had two brand new eyes that allowed me to see a lot of things that eluded me before. Motherhood had not really changed, but merely enhanced. I had become more feminine. The important thing is not to be overwhelmed. A period of physiological adaptation, later, however, try to regain their identity, metabolize that something has changed in our lives (something, not us), but we're still the same girls we were.
In my case, it was the prospect of being able to count on help drive home that, in addition to worry, I was reminded so many things they gave up and, perhaps, I might reconsider. I thought the women in Lebanon and the lives they lead. I never wanted to be like that, but probably in moderation, I could qualify, too, will that help be able to regain possession of some pieces of myself.
At this point, watch out! The risk of falling into the opposite trap is very strong. Certainly not for me, the Sicilian to the core: jealous, possessive, passionate and fiery. On the contrary, however, many other foreign mothers like me, have managed to fully immerse themselves in local costume. As a friend of mine that a few days ago, told me, a bit 'strange, but with a smile, his little girl and now that night when he wakes up, no longer looking for her, but her Filipino nanny . To put it mildly disturbing ...

But all this, why? The game is really worth the candle?

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Sauna Nasal Congestion



Let's face it, the little help they always convenient, especially for those who want to stay sane! Taking into account the mentality and customs of the country where I am and given the opportunity, I would be mad at a minimum, and even a bit 'silly, not to use them too.
I confess, however, that it was not easy as you might think. I was afraid that awareness of the presence of a stranger under the same roof, would finally put an end to my peace of mind.
As long as I had only one child, I resisted. But when I found I was pregnant the second, ie, when Leo was only 9 months, I started thinking that perhaps the case was starting to consider the hypothesis. If only I was with a jump through hoops to even be able to make me the shampoo, as I did with them? Keeper of the two belvette? Oh my God!

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

Console Table Arrangements

little help mothers in Lebanon.

I can not believe, my little angel has a fever again. But how is it that when the sun reappears in the sky, after full days of incessant rain, he begins to feel sick? It is not right, it's a conspiracy!
In these moments I try to convince that perhaps I should "libanesizzarmi 'a bit more. In the sense that, contrary to what one might imagine, we are really the Mammine traditional Italian. So the opposite of many Lebanese. Sensational discovery I made when I began to relate with other moms here in Lebanon. Of course, "Report" is a big word, since, at first, rather than with the other mothers, I relate with their Filipino maids.
In this country, a country of contradictions, is the purpose of making family life. Marrying young is almost mandatory. Otherwise, even before the age of 30, the unfortunate are compatible as poor spinsters. Also, You need to procreate. The role of women, however, often stop there. Subsequently, the witness is brought to the Philippines, which will continue the "work" of mother.
I know, is ugly and squalid said so, but believe me, surprisingly, is exactly what happens. Of course, there are many exceptions, fortunately, but the trend is this.
In almost every household has at least one foreign domestic workers (the Philippines, Sri Lanka, Nepal, Ethiopia), which is responsible for managing everything. And when I say everything, I mean just everything: to present a shopping list to do a "madame", put the clothes washed and ironed and Bianchieri in drawers and cupboards, food preparation and clean the house. In many cases, the landlord did not even know where to get a towel to put in the bathroom or how to run the washing machine. Lucky them! I, centralized as they are, I always have siutazione under control and oversee everything that happens in my house! But, as I said, the work of these willing girls do not end there. He missed the most important tasks. In the afternoon, when children come home from kindergarten and schools, should do the mothers. Yes, I understand you correctly, do by mothers: wash them, feed them, to do their homework, play and entertain them, put them to bed, prepare the backpack for the next day, and even getting up at night to give milk or consular those children who wake up.
At this point, you ask: but what about these women, what do they do? How to spend their time? Ohh! There are lots of things to do for a woman who must live in Lebanon. Do not forget that here, we must always be at the top and this involves hard work!

And I found myself in this situation, you think, what I choose to do?
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Grooping In The Metro Bus Train

2010 ... 2011!

Hello everyone!
E 'that are a year away .... ^______^ ....... Joke!
E 'this is my first post of 2011!

Arrival calmly in this new year to you my most sincere wishes for a full year of news, satisfaction and love.

In fact it was a bit 'I do not overlook the blog, but I made a break to recharge and enjoy my family at this time that I particularly like that ... and now it's over ... buuuuuuuuuuuuuu! Sigh! Sob!

still many things have happened in these days that I do not know where to start ...
So ... mumble ... mumble ... We
... I stayed at the intestinal virus, I think ...^________^ (good start, no?)
Like a good mother mica could not be selfish ... and so, just to St. Stephen, my child has had some great problemini ... I've readily defeated army of lactic conducive to healing and dancing!

Seeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ......
Okay. O_____O
Meanwhile, back at work, while my husband stays at home because we are finishing the porch:
you like it?
me a lot ... and it is not even finished! Missing the curtains!
Oh well, that This goes to the preparation of cases for why we go down from my New Year and a well deserved rest from recent ... Travel
ok, but as soon as set foot in the Abruzzo region, are involved in the preparations for the year-end dinner and then we do, indeed what I can not fail to do? ... The tour of the family!
MI touches (because my husband makes the fog to go with these things !)... and giroooooo!
And everyone, even if they are round and you know that with 'ste parties you eat more, go you go panettone and Pandora, nougat, ciccolatini, homemade cakes and sweets and fizzy drinks ... and you have to taste if not, all is not well ... and I do not ever return to the difficult??
So ... stuffed like a turkey for Thanksgiving, 31 becomes a small lunch with the first second and third side dish + sweet .... and the evening dinner! No
say ... 'ste parties have been more to eat than to do the rest!
No, not true, I slept very well, so that I almost do not dispose of too ... O__O
But when I complain to do so are too greedy! ^_____^

But we also talk a bit 'of beads ...
Here ... I do not have a chip only beaded ...
I show you what little I have done so before being sucked into this vortex of parties.
This is a pendant I made for my sister in law that celebrated the year in mid-December:


Instead I have these earrings made for my mother who complained that the triangle could not match anything, poveriiiiina!


But I liked them and I'll make a couple quick and for me Eh eh eh!

Now I'm back, I refreshed my blog, I tried to catch up with your own (but as posted, caspiterinaaa!) And I hope that this year will enjoy your company so that I like it
Sending you a kiss.
And now I run the lavorooooo!
Nunzia


12/01/2011
add a PS.
The beautiful background is of great and talented Phoenix !

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Octagon Picnic Table Plans

Socia! Blessed

Thank goodness this year is the Epiphany happened on Thursday. So we are again at the weekend and, magically, we can extend the Christmas spirit at least until Sunday. Not much, but it's something. I almost wonder if it goes over to the witch for a moment here and takes me for a ride with her. At least until the end of pallosissimo January. Besides, I might be a member perfect. I really fututo as a witch, I see us very well. I have already said that I always liked flutter in the starry skies, and that the siren, in classical antiquity, sported two beautiful wings of a bird. Well, I'm also a little 'witch, because I usually get everything I want and if I do not like something, I can go away without thinking too much about ...
I think, again, I do not miss nothing ... then everyone notice. Epiphany, where are you?!

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Joint Rolling Machine Sale

the witch!

Last night, during his long walk to the skies around the world, the old witch has gone well here. He has filled the two bags that my kids had hung at the entrance, with all the cookies and chocolates they love most and has gone back on his broom to roam left and right. Lucky you, that goes for a walk among the stars! We, however, we are here to enjoy this last day of festivities with a touch of nostalgia already in his heart.
That concludes the sweetest and most magical time of year and, as always, I'm not going. I do not want to dismantle the tree, remove the lights and to undo the crib. I'm not going to remove the Christmas decorations from my house. I do not want to dispense with nougat and Pandora. I do not like not being able to set the table with Christmas tablecloths. I do not feel they can no longer hold party-based packages and unwrapped candy. I'm not going to remove the CD with Christmas songs by stereo. I'm not going to give up to see the city dressed for the occasion. I do not want to face the months long, cold and dark of the year. Yes, because I like darkness at night, not in the afternoon.
will be that when I went to school, I hated them to finish their holidays and that I should study more for the end of the semester, the dislike for the month of January I went. Indeed, now that I live in Lebanon, has also been extended to February, because here there is no carnival.
In Italy, Carnival breaks the gray winter with its swirl colors. In February, my heart was approached again a glimmer of light thanks to this new expectation. But here, the carnival is not there, how do I remove the sweet signs of Christmas from my house without despair?

Monday, January 3, 2011

Pellet Stoves And Soot

Christmas at Angelina

last Christmas has arrived at our home. Finally, those long and terrible days of waiting are over. They came and they exploded all the joy of meeting again after so many months. The desire to talk and tell all sorts of things, to share emotions, feelings and moments. To laugh and smile, to cry, but also to enjoy the little things everyday.
A bit 'of fresh air came into my heart. I had so much need at this time so deep.
After all, my greatest happiness is seeing the smile on the faces of people I love. In this house is a celebration broke out: the sheer joy of grandparents, grandchildren and the excitement contagious.
This is the real Christmas. The feast of clean and honest. The celebration of the family. The children's festival. The feast of joy.




Welcome to Mom and Dad! Merry Christmas!