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Christmas is the best party of the year

After the tree last week, this afternoon I made even a crib. For me they are always moments of great happiness, every year I try to ensure that no further efforts to play for the holidays, but a pleasure to be savored slowly, so that there were years in which I happened to get to them right on Christmas Eve, when I finally handed over all the work, bought all the presents and the Christmas shopping done. Even a year, I was busy with work and I did the last deliveries on Christmas morning ... the tree and so I did it at noon the same morning, before the arrival of my guests!
every ball, every decoration, every statue, says something, and I find myself walking wandering in time, remembering people, events, feeling at peace with myself. Beginning with a reindeer hang from the tree that seems made of sugar as a gift by Dina had when I was small, really were originally two, one for me and one for my sister, but the other has turned into a dog having broken both horns and even a paw, and so we eliminated it. Then there is a daddy home that I always put in the foreground near a small light in memory of a birthday party (December 29) of my friend Claudia V grade. When I take the box of pebbles and I see me Attilio our first Christmas together we are going to buy them, along with lights in a warehouse in Montorfano, was the evening and there was plenty of snow around ... It's been a lot 'of time, 19 years. Then there are the decorations that I have stitched cross stitch even those a long time ago, is so pretty, with the subject of Christmas, the little frame golden. A ball of glass inside with a nativity that my mom took me to the markets of Merano, every year she gives me any particular ball and luckily I saved them all.
And the crib? That, too, in his story is a part of the crib of my grandparents, which was great, my grandfather was on the veranda to Inverness and took up all the room, there was the mountains, the brook, in short, was great, but he was a artist, in everything. He was later divided between my father and my uncle, many statues have been lost or broken, was relegated to the attic for many years until I have recovered, it is quite small but perfect for the space next to the fireplace that every year free books to set up (they say so?). Of all the statues that practice called by name, this year has made its appearance a farmer with a plow by hand that I had never seen Who knows where it turned out. Boh. It 's a beautiful ornament, though.
certainly is not very different from all other cribs: it is simply my own and I love him.
The tree then came really really good: Mr. Ikea has grown really well, is fragrant, do not lose too many needles and then trust will survive all the parties and then beyond.

"I will honor Christmas in my heart and I will try to keep it with me all year."

(Charles Dickens, stolen from Esselunga catalog)

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This morning me and my friends Mary and Attilio (Attilio is not my husband called the same) we went for a nice walk around Ikea. The morning was nebbiosetta around and there's still plenty of snow, but we started inpavidi. After missing the road a couple of times, in and out of ring roads and motorways (so there is a toll!) We arrived at the destination (but Mr. Ikea can not put the signs to get there?) With all good intentions to keep the parks, and as usual jump on every thing "as much for what it costs" to find themselves with a mess of beautiful objects, but absolutely useless because they already have at home and especially a mileage account at checkout.
entrance we were hit by the Christmas tree, beautiful, but after I tell you. We all departments shrunken calmly, we have put in the basket a lot 'of nice things, but also that we needed, for example, I cute curtains, boxes for my lab, some gifts for Christmas ... among other things, there were Christmas decorations, beautiful ... beautiful
After the chest is the food shop, we have the Swedish meatballs and various other crap, then we ate lunch at home (dell'Attilio and Mary). Here comes again the exit
gazebino with the Christmas trees ... I did not want to buy the car dell'Attilio not dirty, but he insisted ... So we did a lot to laugh, because the tree is a bit 'big shed its needles, you know, and Attilio is a precise type. How wonderful ... I am reminded of the movie Love Story, when Oliver and Jenny bring home the Christmas tree ... that romantic! W Christmas, with all the snow around you feel the atmosphere already.
satisfied all the way back we also hit it the right way (miracolo!!)

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My Wishlist

Dear friends,
in case you missed it, on your left strabelliffimo of my blog, right under the profile photo, somewhere day I posted my wishlist: if you do not understand the question aveffe of all objects of my desire (yes, I also wanted to include some people of the male gender, but then I concluded that it was not the case).
Since every day I can think of one, and some, like the Patek Philippe, have long captured my heart, I decided to collect, from the smallest to the impossible (the Patek fact).
I love lists. Not to mention that this will give a big hand to those who want to reward myself. Eheheh! In this regard, with respect to Loboutin, I inform you that I wear an 37. Ihihih!
Bearing in mind that whenever a desire is satisfied will be removed, the list is destined to grow dramatically, since in this period to in dire economic conditions, and as I have said before, I always want to galore.
I send a kiss to all of you who come and read me, I really enjoy. Hello
and the next blogged!

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Old memories

Today I went to Milan, the city of my heart, and, among other things, I made a commission on a Lupetta, which is a side street of Via Torino. So, I went from Santa Maria Beltrade square, where my grandparents lived at number 1. How many memories! He was a top floor apartment, complete with a large room that served as goldsmith workshop where my grandfather worked with his three workers, and also my father before he opened his shop in Via Turati. My sister and I were enchanted by their work, and we did when we jewels of tissue paper, color them, forcing his grandfather and the workers to tell us that good ... probably the latter we would have gladly kicked in the ass, pain in the ass were two. Then we had "pasta" in passing the tissue paper mill and scolded us because they ruin it and consume too much paper.
From the kitchen window we could see the rooftops and the Duomo, which is there at your doorstep. My grandmother was the butcher to the lung (mica were the cans of Kitekat) and the cats were eating there on the window. There was a beautiful red that was stroking, it was exciting to see him coming from the roof so agile and elegant, perhaps from there I started to love cats and especially the red ones!
In the afternoon then my grandmother wore Upim nearby (or was it stand?) And we always buy a small toy, toys in those days were much more imaginative than now, then we would stop by Peck in Via Spadari , then there was the rotisserie primer now, was a delicatessen, my grandmother bought something and then the owner made us move from behind to go directly to our door.
And the week of Christmas ... in room bed in the closet grandmother kept all their gifts, we gave it a little early and then told us that baby Jesus would have been there to pick them on Christmas Eve to bring them to our home to Inverness.
There is another detail that I remember correctly, that the hatch of the garbage on the stairs, I was terrified when I spent the evening, I thought were out of there who knows what to get me down ... and I remember the beautiful skylight in the ceiling above the stairwell. And the board a bit 'equivocal on the third floor, with a bustle of couples who was gossip around the palace.
Now there are no more houses, my grandparents came off in the early 70 and are all offices of Peck, who in the meantime as I said (for so many years) has become famous and Superchic (to let us do the shopping you need a mortgage), but whenever I have occasion to pass all these memories fill my heart.
Milan is the most beautiful city in the world.

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milk, honey and sage

Amiiiiici ... I found a very effective remedy for colds trouble: if you like me these days piovosissimi you ever having to go around making committees and so if your feet with the boots but the jeans to knee them there are wet not to mention the rest of the night you find yourself with a sore throat and stuffy nose ... well you do heat up, like maybe you already do, the milk, but also add 2 sage leaves, boil and then sweetened with a spoon of honey.
The suggestion I got dressed by Cyrus, you know that doctor phytotherapist that there is often on television? I like him, always has cashmere sweaters in beautiful colors.
Among other things, the sage added to the milk its characteristic taste and therefore it is sooo nice to be sipped.
Then goodnight.

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The Way of the guns

Today is one of those autumn Sundays uggiosissime which is nice to stay at home quietly beautiful. For depression do not make me come but I want to remember this summer just passed, and then I'll tell you a little "adventure" of my last vacation, which if you read my previous posts were in the south of France.
recent days, after many vicissitudes, including the meeting (fortunately only hearsay!) With a shark in the Riviera, we moved to Italy, in Demonte, province of Cuneo, right on the border with France, is a beautiful place, very busy, with a wonderful way to go in motion, in the midst of unspoiled mountains, where the morning meetings that you are the only ones with the Marmot and I assure you that give a really great feeling.
You understand that all except one speaks of a relaxing holiday, then on Wednesday August 18, the last day, we planned a relaxing day: Gardetta Pass, 2400 m, which is one of the most beautiful places in the Alps (off-road, yes, but that we now know, and pretty quiet), lunch at the restaurant and the Elder afternoon walk in the Lauzonniere (France) and possibly the rest pennica seen that there are beautiful meadows.
Our hotel instead, which is a lovely person and always recommends that new routes, has a beautiful thought to suggest to go for "the way of the guns" which is a military road built during the Second World War and connects with Valmala Col Sampeyre. Of course, while I'm hesitant, my husband decided to follow advice.
So, despite the sin enough signs and then it's not clear where to go, then we take the road, well maybe call it the road is a bit 'too much. We find just two enduro parked cigarette and wonder if their opinion is also feasible that we are two of us and the bike is a lot of bulky twin. I am a bit 'confused, but they tell us that there is only a piece quite critical, otherwise you can do. You seemed. So we, full of hopeful we leave to chance and the first 7 km of dirt road but are indeed viable. Arrived at a crossroads two meet again, telling us we began the difficult piece, followed by another even more difficult. China (my husband) instead of turning left, saying "yes it was quite okay" and then down to the valley, decided to continue and in fact I know this pain panza de pe tAll: I must cling with their teeth to stay on the bike that travels on the right and cocks his left, the path is narrow with bushes that will slam in your face on one side and the cliff on the other.

After 4 hairpin thus appears the stone, which is especially imposing illegitimate because the steering handle sudden, even down to the ravine. At this point, after a few tens of meters, I decided to get off the bike, China alone is much less effort and the risk is lower. Of course I am angry black, I do 2 km walk with jacket and helmet in hand (it's hot even though we are at 2000 m) this does not prevent me from watching the view is breathtaking (see photo). Walk, walk, are very distressed: at 12 km step Sampeyre still missing and we do not know how long the stone ... but finally ... suddenly around a bend ... ... the Sew, which comes up to me on foot, saying that the ugly part is over and we can proceed safely (after a hundred meters there was a landslide and I had to go down again). I
sweeping panorama of the beautiful photos, a 360-degree view of mountains, including Mount Viso, with clouds and sun together.
Incazzatura vanished while we make the remaining 10 km of beautiful dirt road, seems to be hanging over the mountains. Colle Sampeyre, 2200mt.

Sometimes the adventures you live with great fear, are those that remain in the hearts. (Do not think I'll make the still, of course)

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Cuttlefish with tomato

Today I cooked this simple dish but very tasty, because the squid are very poor dietary fat , and since we are returning from a wedding dinner yesterday, where we ate to bursting getting up from the table 7 past, we were waiting for.
If you want to give you the recipe. First order as cuttlefish and I suggest you get them already cleaned, it is more comfortable. Once in Lampedusa me and my friend we went to the fish market was a bit 'late and there was little choice so we opted for the calamari to grill. Once we got home we realized we had to clean, we look ... my friend went to the bathroom to vomit, I shall be armed with courage and I have started work. Repeating all the time "this sucks ... schiiiifo that" under the running water I removed all that slimy stuff then when it broke the ink bag, I almost reach my friend in the bathroom. If there came the nausea well you constantly in the recipe (grilled squid were once very good, of course).
For 2 people need 400 grams of baby squid, and cut into strips. Do brown chopped onion in olive oil (preferably the Tropea red) with the chopped parsley, too. Add the squid and cook. After 10 minutes add 200 grams of tomato sauce and cover. Do not add salt. After half an hour, add 3 cherry tomatoes cut into 4 (I still had a pretty nice ripe tomato from our garden and I put that) and basil. Yet a quarter of an hour and is ready. The preparation should be very juicy, so if necessary add water. Try if necessary salt and serve with bread from Puglia, but I prefer to accompany it with cous cous, I tasted the first time in Lampedusa and in fact I think it's very good: prepare it following the instructions on the box.

cuttlefish with tomato cous cous

chicchissimo in Lampedusa in a restaurant with terrace overlooking the old port we enjoyed a really delicious dish: A slice of grouper on a thin bed boiled potatoes accompanied by cous cous with grilled vegetables, all to be sprayed with a best fish soup or sauce, tomato, chilli and spices .... I got hungry even if they are 23.30.
And hello to the next. A heartfelt thanks to all friends who love to follow me.

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Pilates: impressions, reflections, hunches (!!!) Bellagio

Last night I went to my first Pilates class. Yes I know, I arrive with the last train for years now that it is spoken, only I, lazy by nature, I decided to go there just now just because the gym where he plays the course is near my house and I especially count on the company of a dear friend. Sure
a century has passed from modern dance classes that I attended in the 80 ... they made a great effort but I enjoyed a world, we all feel for Jennifer Beals Flashdance ... tuft in the foot, leg warmers and the music of Irene Cara, or Duran Duran!
Well, Pilates is all different, I do not know why I do the comparison ... I felt much closer to yoga is very relaxing, and it's nice also because we are a small group fairly homogeneous in age and the teacher is very nice as well as competent, with a great body which is encouraging (because it is small like me). In the group, there is also played first-class who got out said that once she got home (the course is from 21.30 to 22.30) still had to eat, making jams and clean the sardines, "who knows what time I go to sleep! "... is it true that some women are really masochistic, with jams that there are very good and especially at the supermarket fillets beautiful Sardinian already clean ... then what the hell do you do if thou hast the sardines in half-hour lunch break I do not know. Bah! I will never understand.
I said, it is very relaxing, with that new age music in the background and, perhaps because it was the first lesson, not at all difficult, though I at one point there was nothing to understand that fact with the breathing (in and then ESC I was a beastly mess, most times just the opposite) and put your feet up when you breathe in and put his foot down when you exhale. Let me walk a few lessons and then Barbara (the teacher) will start the cazziatone me as the teacher of classical ballet that I had as a child. That was really a Nazi, just missing that would take the stick to give you a few steps in the legs if cane ... Yet not miss a lesson, I loved it.
Tomorrow evening my second lesson, or rather tomorrow morning I have to get hold of the mat and a couple of tools, it also approffitterò to buy a new swimsuit ... I saw an advertisement mica to laugh, "I be Deha dance" ... Ih Ih Ih!!
Unfortunately I did not post a photo, I did not think you should go with the camera ... for the first time at least!!
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Today was a beautiful day. My parents celebrated their 54th wedding anniversary, and like every year (by almost 40 °) together with China (my husband), my sister, my brother, and son, we went to dinner at La Pergola, a small restaurant on the lake in Pescallo, a village of Bellagio. E 'was great spending time together, calm, serene, we joked and time has flown by, as usual we were the last to come off ... is a place that brings peace with oneself, with the lake so calm, there was a sky so blue then, despite the horrible weather of yesterday ...
Me and Joan - my sister - we remembered as children when they already came here for lunch during the summer, and we brought the Barbie, the children of friends of wore my GI-Joe with a lot of canottino diver and did a skin to play on the beach of the marina, which ah good times!
Of course there was time to make a nice morning ride to Bellagio, a little 'spy in the windows of knitting, a little' shopping (them, because I have not bought nnniente) and drink.

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Tecla Happy Birthday! Travel in the Cevennes

This is the complete I made for a lady who turns 94 years tomorrow ... a wit you? I had the tone of the proposed rose, but she replied that pink is a son of maria and she did not want him. When I made the delivery of all met told me: It takes a lot of courage to wear orange in 94 years! Each year ago for his birthday party at his house with all his friends, if the weather is nice in the garden and are organizing the bocce tournament. Last year, instead he hired a small van with a driver and has led his guests to travel around the old houses open to the public here in the area. One year the weather was not his and it was raining, so he organized a sort of trivia game on various topics - literature, science, current events - obviously the questions she did and I seem to see the guests , As a terrified schoolboy ...
From what I have said, you understand that Dr. Tecla has quite a temper ... but if you think it took a degree in pharmacy just after the war ... Well I do not think many women were coming to graduate at that time, it is clear that had to have a great strength of character ... (I do not know if I fought a bit 'with the verb tenses, if so sorry). We have known several years ago and the start was a bit 'stormy: since it is the type that commands people to stick, who knows me knows that I too am a bit' a lava stone, so we made some spark, but after a while everything has been ironed out, so I was appointed as his " personal shopper "yes of course, much less pussy Cameron Diaz in the movie - In her shoes - it was just a personal shopper of old ladies in a nursing home luxury.
You will understand that I really admire this lady ... and she have much sympathy for me. One day I said something, "Old man is one who has no desires, who fail to projects, not those who help others" of course she does not feel some old, and he's right!
This thing I said I was really thinking, well, I am always making plans (then maybe you'll bring out fourth) I want too many, because helping others ... Last week I painted my two windows mother-in-law, so I did my part . :)
So, in conclusion, what can I say except ... Tecla Greetings! Thumbs up

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San Vincenzo (Tuscany)

This year the holidays are reduced to a week at sea. The place chosen is the Garden Club holiday resort of San Vincenzo in Tuscany.
The village is surrounded by a beautiful forest of pines and oaks, the flowers are wasted ...





the last week of July from the moon show



days on the beach go in peace, his mind far away from the usual thoughts (quasi. ..)







One evening toward the hinterland has unleashed a storm of fear but we was left alone on the coast ...



In short, we enjoyed this year.
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