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now do not you send more postcards bought, handmade, custom, written with the pen and ink, with their words, their thoughts, their wishes ...

First came the text message, when there was a boom since the Christmas promotions of mobile operators that allow you to send sms to all little, little ... Certainly not very original, since it would send the same to dozens of friends and relatives, but at least in most cases, however, were their thoughts, personal ...

Then came the era of email and attachments came with chains and chains of illuminated Christmas trees and festive merry jingle, gnomes and gifts, surely the most spectacular of the SMS, but perhaps less personal, less warm * * .

And now?

Now the good wishes they are "tagging" a person in a Christmas picture on Facebook. That takes the ugly sms (the unoriginality seen that every person "tagged" friends as possible in each photo) and mail (the impersonal, whereas photos are usually already made up when you do not add anything, not even a tiny little phrase small ...).

I'll be conservative, old, tied to the past, but I still send greeting cards to mail to my friends away with a different sentence for each of them, to understand how much I miss and what I wish I could spend the holidays with their ...

But for once I too want to break this tradition and wish Merry Christmas to all, those in my heart and what I see once in a while, what I feel every day and those that I barely remember the name, but after Christmas we are all better people?

So Happy Birthday to you all!

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Christmas Christmas

Dear Santa,

how are you? I believe that you all goes well, I say, only works one night a year and make everyone happy, I see that you are not good ...

not talk about me, because that's why I write. Do not you think that world peace or ask Berlusconi redeems himself and gets processed, I've got so many problems I want to think that this year only to myself ...

However, this year was really good , you know? I did not make reckless charges, I worked (more or less) my new house, I never stuck to the wall even though my sister has had it quite right, I cooked for my boyfriend (when there was obviously something to eat, otherwise way to take away), and I worked and studied in spite of everything, the earthquake, the articles that you run out and those who do not receive little money that makes up the gas ... is not even, as they have been buonissimissima, here's my lists of gifts.

1) A convenient e-book reader . You know, sometimes I finish a book when I'm around, queuing at the post office, or traveling to the university and left without really frustrating ...

Look how cute, and there are so many books inside and even newspapers and lecture notes ...

2) A nice Nokia N97 . Of course, I already have a cell phone, but the uncontrollable desire to possess that object technology makes me forget that my works fine.

Look how cute ... Look how they shine my eyes when I lay eyes ... Do not you see the happiness in my face?

3) Veneta Cucine kitchen ... Just my style, right?

but I'll start cooking sooner or later, right? And there's nothing better than to do it at Christmas ...

4) A Fiat Sedici. Not that you do not love Gwendolyn, my seventeenth century, however, I think it is almost time for you to have eternal rest, after all these years ...

Yes, I know that all the other girls ask you Myth or New 500, but after all these years have not yet realized that they are not like all the other girls?

5) good books from 1000 € to

I think you understand perfectly what it means to you * need * of books ... In the end you're also 364 days a year without doing anything, you'll also have the your daily readings, I think ... Oh well, I would also, if I could afford to buy a book a week ...

Babbino So honey, what do you think of my little thoughts ... Christmas?

... So?

... I think it was more about the history of world peace, right?

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A time for everything

There is a season for everything
and a time for every event under heaven A time to be born


and a time to die.


A time to sow and a time to gather.


A time to kill and a time to heal.


A time to tear down and a time to build.


A time to weep and a time to laugh.

A time for grief and a
time for joy.

A time to scatter stones and a time to gather
.


A time to embrace and a time to dissolve the embrace.


A time to gain and a time to lose. A time to keep


and a time to leave.


A time to tear and a time to sew.


A time to be silent and a time to talk.


A time to love and a time to hate.


A time for war and a time for peace.

There is a season for everything
and a time for every event under heaven.

Merilyn Sakova Mediafire

You change!

the end I decided to change the template of the blog, a bit 'out of necessity, since the other showed signs of old age and a little' because sometimes it's nice to change ...

Even this is definitive, but a bit more like 'I reflected.

A cup.

A cup of coffee, teas, whatever you want, and I've won for a whole day. In front of a steaming cup I can talk for hours, telling all space between a thousand arguments, and since this blog was languishing a little recently, I thought I'd look a bit 'in and understand What I need, and it was just that.

A cup.

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Marriage, the cradle of love ... Without words ...

It 'happen again, obviously ... Me I had to wait. In the end, I found people do not agree with our decision, especially in their seventies ...

Here's what happened ...

Yesterday I went to my aunt to measure the coat (a delightful * _ *) and meet his relatives had not seen for many a life, stuff "when I saw the last time you were so high (and wide equal I would add, but never mind).

and you start with the usual questions, but you do, do not do that, studies, Current story and a piece of my life. And every time there was a comparison with the granddaughter of the seventies ...

septuagenarian: "What are you doing? Go to school?"

Sally (Mrs. I've got 28 years, the university is already doing a little 'st'età ridiculous, let alone the school ...) "I'm the universities in L'Aquila"

septuagenarian: "Ah yes, my niece, she is studying in Urbino. It 's a major school, that of Urbino"

Sally: (depending on your point of view ...) "Ah"

septuagenarian: "He made first examination. It took 30! "

Sally: (I've got the I average twenty-nine with 6 tests to be done, so what?) "Ah ... Brava"

septuagenarian: "Then the father is angry because he does not eat a lot and lost weight, but you see you eat a lot"

Sally (seventy years of life and no one taught you the education eh sir?): "No, not really eat a lot ... (valley to explain that I do not move and I have practically no hormonal problems ...) but I understand, but I never really want to cook when I'm on my own ... "

septuagenarian: "How are you on your own? Not live with your parents?"

Sally: "No, I live with my boyfriend. We bought a house"

septuagenarian: "So you're going to marry .."

Sally: (Strange that this question had come before ...) "No, actually I'm not going to marry me, at least for now. Then we'll see"

septuagenarian: "Ah ..."

So I'm going to try the first coat (do not you spoil some photos when it is ready!) And the room broke out the ruckus. The septuagenarian shocked by my revelation comes out against another woman asking where she was going to end the world, if my parents were aware of what I was doing, if you did not die of a broken heart for this degenerate daughter ...

Lady settant'enne destroyed by my revelation, I hope you know that his granddaughter is 30 & praise at risk anorexia and I think that rather than make problems for the happiness of others both now and start to worry about problems of his family ...

Since this is a subject that haunts me almost every day, as if marriage is for * all * the purpose of his life, on the radio this morning I had confirmation from Parmigiano Reggiano cheese as well ...

* Advertising * radio

Girl by the apparent age of 25 years, "Grandma, tell me if you put in your filling even the famous Parmesan cheese? "

Grandma sweet-looking but not so much from the current mindset:" I'll tell you when you get married "

Ah, so if you live alone / with friends / boyfriend, etc. I can not do a fucking stuffed like yours. What I do not deserve? What the hell's so special about your which has the stuffing to be handed down only if I bring a wedding ring? "I do devoutly for my hubby?

Girl: "Come on Grandma, tell me"

Grandmother: "I'll tell you if you get married"

But ugly old woman, what do you threaten me? But keep your fucking stuffed, I'm going to eat at the restaurant.

alone.