Wednesday, September 24, 2008

How Does A Hymen Look

square Yard - Unit One, Lesson One Small

fall gradually moved into our gardens.
The colors change, the leaves turn red, brown or golden brown, the chestnut promise nice bellyful of their low calorie fruit (oh my!), the neighborhood cats come back the flowerbeds freshly cleaned, slugs end of joy to their hearts on the news from the garden, in short you comprehending zamis IT IS ... Y is the time when we peel the loaves serious.

I have one desire is to turn me on the stove (not naked!), Wedge myself in the depths of my sofa watching a movie with rose water ( thank you for your Kleenex invention) while I drink a good tea. Not want to pry into the garden quail when things like this in the morning.

I still have the great honor to tell you that for now the garden looks like my plans (vegetation and less obviously).




That there not it beautiful? I'm sure Ours would be green with envy (a pity it is no longer our world, I shall have willingly give some tips ..!)

I am also entitled to assistance trolls home as soon as I try any approach in the garden tool in his hand ...

So I'll have it: find a way to pick up some branches of the hedge bought raspberry, tape a few bags of potting soil, found a pair of shears and a hammer stashed somewhere or queue and arnica at last ... Who said that children were not filled with good intentions huh ???!!

I leave you with some flowers from my garden (especially you, my Miss Tuft, to thank you for choosing my title for your game and you repeat GOOD NANNY anniversary !!!!! !)



nice day everyone!

Friday, September 19, 2008

Taking Shower With Husband

African poem ... for adults!

Because it raining today and slugs would certainly give heart to joy in my flowerbeds, let's be crazy and laugh a little ( lose nothing by waiting those pesky slugs, I just have to furnish a hand on my pruner .. .)

Little Poem Africa

A farmer from Rwanda
Who was Hutu Moreover,
leaves his box and his smala
For the market in Kampala.

She wants to honor his tribe
A beautiful plump and fat capon.
But she was not wealthy,
And the Tutsi trader, shrewd,
refused to lower the price
From capon chosen by it.

you give me the,
Tell the client Hutu
Against a treat
Your lovely Bengali?

to see, "said the dealer,
This treat what is the value?
it would be a capon ?
It'll be the evidence for good.

the darn soon burrowed under the robe,
And quickly brings out the sap of bamboo.

I won the capon, exclaims the innocent
mouth still full of the proceeds of the sale.
Nay 'replied the acerbic poulterer
Like the figure, the capon you lost
For as the proverb says our so beautiful:
turlutes Hutu, Chapon not had !

A nod to Miss Canthus that tells such wonderful stories of princes (drooling) and princesses (2 IQ)!

The story you've read is in no way inspired by true story and elsewhere this poem is not mine! ( too smart, I remember that I'm blonde !)

good day to all

Monday, September 8, 2008

How Do You Know When A Scorpio Does Not Like You

Flashback

At all nostalgic child in this series and all exbitionnistes panties (then scroll an album, you tell me the news!)

Reviewed and corrected so Muscari:





good week!

Sunday, September 7, 2008

The Heart Gold Pokemon Sheet

De Profundis

At first I advise you to listen here Chi Mai from Ennio Morricone to put you in the mood. Sorry my blog but refuses to integrate music directly!

Imagine ... there was more laughter of children

Imagine ... a lowering sky sheep (not kidding I am looking rhymes with "year")

Imagine ..... a cold wind rolling over my tights (hi, hi, j'vous've been well, I is not even!)

Imagine ... skies, a few drops of rain falling (then I just amazes me!)

Imagine .... disfigured my beautiful garden with a gaping hole


Imagine .... Mr. Muscari

A man (my man, but not!)

Fort (Mmmmmh)

Beau (OUAhhhhhhhh)

Tender (not like the leek Miss Twig eh?)

crying bitterly on the pool, OUR fucking shit pool of my 2 (Wow, I j'm'égare)

And yes because he has had one day to decide to store this damn expensive pool full of patches . It clings to all these small pieces of transparent glued here and there.
was his charm, his fragility ( what a surprise it was that fragile crap plastoc not roll into a round solid !)

Mr undertook it this weekend. For me it was too hard ... I could not ... (Find yourself an excuse Muscari, viiiite, you find a good excuse ...)

He gutted siphoned (beuark. ... with everything that was lying in the same slugs .... .. .. frankly disgusting too ...). He spread his waters on the fields next door.

This morning it was cleaned, dried, spread on her to make one last hug and he whispers in the patch of the words of love. (I have proof, there)




He folded took him in her arms strong man to carry it to its winter home ( an ordinary cardboard at the bottom of the garage, but no, not us this long to piss pool anyway ...).

And?

And in his arms, that bitch let herself go, she is gone for good impaled on the set of Mr. Pool suicidal Kilucru?!

Appraisal: a hole more ... HOLE too.

Mr. Muscari was not angry, he pulled the pool in his box and threw in the trash. Not until the end ... but it has made us sweat that. Enough ', I swear mucha take quite a layer ...)

End of story.

.....

Until next summer!

Saturday, September 6, 2008

How To Get Energy By Sperm

September: Back to School!

and yes, September is the month of the season. I'm sure nobody noticed by the media so little!

And when some found their way to school (it was still 15 days than boys tanned leather for me to go back pronto!!) Is to the delight of the mother will finally have time to tidy-clean-sort-blogging-gardening-cooking-tinker-rest (no inapplicable to scratch!)

So I prepared to make some changes in the garden later this fall (infact quite the garden I have recast!). At first it is on paper, the implementation will be a tad later.

the garden:
finish this case Ferry ugly unoptimized, surrounded by fence in half log which shootent boys all the time when they will bite or pick strawberries balls thrown in my garden (I do not know, but for a boy of 20 kg should count 8 kg in each foot, which explains the difficulty in getting up higher than 5 cm to cross the so-called barrier ... no comment, I made heavy!)
I chose, after surfing the net and find the site Mary, to a garden square: 4 * 1.20m 1.20m square enclosed by boards every beast. Exit the half logs.

The squares do not interfere too much on the lawn (clover), but the development will be as I am better utilize space. Then, it will see if the plants have decided to grow properly (this is not carrots, radishes and lettuce? J'cause it to you.)
Besides, I wonder if, as Miss Twig , I will not commandeer the sandbox for children to plant carrots and radishes!
I would like to put more things and do not limit myself to zucchini, tomatoes, strawberries that were successful this year. The goal is to have fun picking up his crop and not feed the whole family: I may be blonde but I saw only 15 square meters, will go no further (and anyway I ' have not found a garden center that sell seeds hamburgers ...).
Clover blah, I'll give you a little before / after you tell me the news, will be more meaningful! Not photo post, obviously, but a sketch explicit!


Before


After


Cetip beautiful it all ! I really feel like it gives me when I see the result! You will all burst with envy!!

Next time I talk about my beautiful flower beds and all the plants that I have to move (Also still happy that I have a small garden !!)!!

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

For How Long Should I Wear A Girdle After Birth

Delicious blueberry plants

Sunday we went with the whole family to Muscari Col de la Bâthie .

Everybody here knows this famous family outing, except us ... THE SHAME!
So to remedy this shortcoming HUGE ( dixit locals and Savoy whole), we are left up there to fuck picnic and walk.



Tarentaise Valley-La Bâthie-Biorga follow- the chalets Bélachat .

45 minutes drive is the time to wait for the famous place, 1 time for us that we are misfits (ultra easy when there are only two roads, I'll explain!).

The place is beautiful but it's not yet time for fall colors and shades of red / tan / orange. Too bad. We fall back on picking blueberries ....
Given all these strollers with their comb size and paint bucket 30l full it must be picking up the heavy!


In total close to 2 kg ( when I compare with what we saw out there in the buckets of other collectors , family Muscari is a small hit, but do not care ... I assume !)
Anyway ... 2 kg, which allowed me to make jam and I kept some frozen blueberries that I have for future pie.
For jams I've made in my bread machine, a program is intended to be. No need to monitor and jam is perfect after 1:20 brewing and baking! What you ask for? (heu. .. clean up after? ... Blueberry stain it!)

MIAM . What is going to put my little friends, j'vous said it!

Dor Ciatica - L2 - Colocaçao Kinesio Taping



A quick post for those zé those in the region will tilt the first weekend of October and are passionate about plants of all kinds:

See you there:

I wear a watering can around the arm and a big daisy in her hair !!!!!

poster from this site there.