
Monday, 16 March 2009
Saturday, 7 March 2009
trolls

Bundy, my bundle of joy, is actually too a bit of a troll these days... He is 5 months old, and is really testing how far he can go before getting yelled at... but frankly, getting yelled is also quite funny in his world... so we also try to ignore him when he is " conducting a non desired behaviour".. well, it' s like with raising kids, using a mix of all kind of theories hoping some of them will work... so I get him toys - this newest one - a ball at the end of a rope - is pretty popular. So we amuse ourselves.. and struggle a bit whenever there are certain differences of opinions... and then at the end of the day when he sleeps in his bed ( we are so glad he likes it and wants to use it...) we look at him, and awwwrr - he is so cute and we love him, and things will definitely get easier when he
grows up .. right? RIGHT??!
grows up .. right? RIGHT??! Monday, 2 March 2009
The Italian who went to New York
"One day ima go to New York to a bigga hotel. I go down to eat soma breakfast. I tell the waitress I wanna two piss toast. She branga me only wona piss. I tell her I wanna two piss, she say go to the toilet, I say you no understand. I wanna two piss on my plate. She say you better not piss on the plate you sonna ma Bitch! I don't even know the lady and she calla me sonna Ma Bitch.
Later, I go to eat soma lunch at Emma's Restaurant, the waitress bringa me a spoon ana knife, but no fock. I tella her I wanna fock. She tallsa me everybody wanna fock. I tella her, you no understand, I wanna fock on the table. She say you better not fock on the table, you sonna Ma Bitch. I don't even know the lady and she calla me sonna ma Bitch.
So I go back to my room inna hotel, an there's no sheet on my bed. I calla the manager ana tell him I wanna sheet. He tells me to go to the toilet, So I say you no understand, I wanna sheet on the bed. He say you better not sheet on the bed, you sonna Ma Bitch. I don't even know the man ana he call me sonna Ma Bitch.
I go to check out and the man at the desk, he say peace to you. I say piss onna you too, you sonna Ma Bitch.
I go back to Italy!! "
Later, I go to eat soma lunch at Emma's Restaurant, the waitress bringa me a spoon ana knife, but no fock. I tella her I wanna fock. She tallsa me everybody wanna fock. I tella her, you no understand, I wanna fock on the table. She say you better not fock on the table, you sonna Ma Bitch. I don't even know the lady and she calla me sonna ma Bitch.
So I go back to my room inna hotel, an there's no sheet on my bed. I calla the manager ana tell him I wanna sheet. He tells me to go to the toilet, So I say you no understand, I wanna sheet on the bed. He say you better not sheet on the bed, you sonna Ma Bitch. I don't even know the man ana he call me sonna Ma Bitch.
I go to check out and the man at the desk, he say peace to you. I say piss onna you too, you sonna Ma Bitch.
I go back to Italy!! "
Wednesday, 25 February 2009
Sunday, 22 February 2009
Fastelavn - Shrovetide
"check out my feet - an indication of me being BIG one day!"
For "fastelavn" the kids dress up in costumes - my long haired " can I too wear some make up and perfume" 11 year old daughter, dressed up as ... a boy. What doesn't show on the picture is the baggy pants...
so I prepared for some "fastelavn" buns...
the filling is vanillacream, marcipan and nougat
- then you saw me working the rolling pin - flour all over...
Thursday, 19 February 2009
some photos flying around on the web
Wednesday, 4 February 2009
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