Azzaroli is a bit that I am not even say that the parties know you are really heavy for this late 2008 and early 2009.
things first. First I worked the night of 31 ... so I ended 2008 in a fantastic way, in overalls, a drink with my colleague, usually waiting with anticipation to midnight, I, instead, I waited with trepidation 6 the next morning to go to sleep. Eating
. DO NOT, I REPEAT, DO NOT, I made the mistake of inviting the mother-in-law to stay in CASD for the holiday season. Let me explain. While a few evenings with my wife, fed up of groceries for lunches and dinners controlled, we are satisfied but those of a soup broth and salt water, that not even the worst hospitals in the meal as otherwise harm the patients they appeal to the Geneva Convention, with mother-in-law instead of at every meal, each Sedu at the table, not even had to cut your fingernails .... you by Magna! MA magna mica na noooo .... slight little thing you have to overeat and binge eating mainly leftovers of the previous days that already have a taste and a smell reminiscent of the salad more than anything else. Not to mention when guests arrive and friends find that I think they do for spite to take panettone and nougat, so they release it and you do not know how to dispose of.
's wishes. As always there was the war of sms: who is the first to send good wishes, who sends them to you more, those who sent you the original sms more ..... na palllllaaaaaaa. Now there are about 4 years that no longer responds to the wishes sent via SMS, I prefer a phone call. That said, however, I must report that on this occasion I have got two nice.
The first reads: "The good wishes of prosperity and happiness that I've done for the 2008 ... have not had a dick, please send to 2009 for petrol vouchers or receipts for payment.
The second so he said: "If I could ave a lot of that luck, but much of that fortune in the end you say ..... what the fuck!!
Finally I make a small summary of the after-effects at parties: panettone and advanced pandori (provided that I bought just two) 6; pounds taken .... I do not have the courage to weigh myself but I know that I had to loosen his belt a hole What ever happened 5 years now; hours spent on the couch watching prgrammi of any kind (shit this year I have sent the Little Lord Fauntleroy) we say that about eight days of celebration are able to leave the imprint of my body on the sofa by way of the Holy Shroud ... you do the calculation; ..... food remains scattered throughout the living, and not covered and I must say that I still have a slice of gammon that it can not find the way to being expelled from my body.
?!?!?!.... So I do not know if even wish me a holiday season, knowing that here in Ascoli Piceno, the carnival period in culinary is soooooo hard to deal with. What do I care, I take my swimsuit and going racing.
Best wishes to all friends and so much good, especially at a person, Monica, Missssss about to embark on a new adventure in which the hope of finding everything you hope and dreams (remember these words if they ever come to Sydney ... eheheh)
