Sunday, October 31, 2010

Free Knit Papoose Pattern

compassion, please ...

So, today's has gotten me nothing that I love Halloween so much - it was in fact still definitely NOT my day!
But from the beginning:
I spent the whole day cooking, make decorating to do ... Finally, all largely ready and I'm trying to move into the bedroom and me. So I excitedly up the stairs. I do not need light, I know so well my own apartment! And walk with verve and enthusiasm about the landing.
in any case the theory.
was in practice because that is still a box of Dekozeugs.
And I'm (not very elegant, but very lively ...) flown.
And then full carrot slammed to the ground. Let's knee. And with his head on a table edge, so that's worth ...

The sweetness and the best ex-boyfriend of course, all heard the crash and came running at once ...
Mainly, to scold me. * * Gnarfl
Compassion is something nice but ...
Well, then I wanted to help up the sweetness. Haha, I could not get up!
The knee hurt so much in common - no chance to get up.
I sat for a while then first on the floor and massaged my knee cap (felt suspicious when she was outside and did hurt ... disgusting) and one day I thank God, but then came back on its feet.
spent the rest of the evening I übelst limping!

joke in the matter - I had a menu planned, and cooked at all, so I could not even throw on the couch, but have good live cooked and served. (Jaichbintierischblöd. ..)

And then the crowning glory! At some point during the meal I Humpl to the bathroom to get me some water to splash in the face. Suddenly a crunching beneath me ... I look down in horror. Hurrah! I stepped on my glasses!
broken glass, glasses bent total ...

The knee continued to hurt the way, is doing miserably and now when I am holiday also has an emergency physician, I really get too much ...

What I would now say: I have the nose just so full !!!!!!

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beautiful Always at the limit ...



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Happy Halloween!


It's Halloween!
And yes - after all well known to whine about not endemic customs, one it to my favorite holiday of the year. Because of these domestic implications, and it apart because of the possibility to wear a costume, decorate the apartment bizarre and celebrate. You know - miss no reason to celebrate, who knows whether he will resist. ;)

In this sense: Enjoy the day and the night life!
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Thursday, October 28, 2010

Sample Birthday Souvenirs

Halloween is coming!

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Halloween approaches ...
time to do a bit of humor! ;)

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Inorganic Chemistry Shriver And Atkin

My tale, stay with me!


What I was pleased when I read a few months ago that the receives Bavarian National Theater in the fall Rusalka in the game plan!
My favorite opera! In Munich! In Originalprache!
I was ecstatic.
No discussion - cards are needed.
premiere? Sold out.
The following ideas? Already plenty full, but I was early, so far there's two places for the sweet (whose enthusiasm for this fact is kept in check ....;)) and me!
(pre) joy, jubilation and enthusiasm.
me at any rate. ^ ^

Last night it was so far and, shortly after 19 clock in the curtain rose for the much-discussed new production of Martin Kusej.
way without my darling, because Pakpatzsuche came too late and was therefore let in only the second act. I shall now no calculation, and must also confess - I have hardly noticed his absence. I fell without resistance in a Czech lake ...

Yes, what can I say?
I had terrible looking forward to this evening and the music was great as it always is. Kristine Opolais was a gorgeous, seemingly nigh spherical Rusalka, which moved me to tears in their desperation, Günther Groissböck gave the Aquarius with a compromise that is second to none and the rest of the ensemble delivered an impressive performance.
The orchestra, under the virtuoso performance by Tomas Hanus was a revelation and if you closed your eyes, you felt the music hinfortgetragen formally in those enchanted fairy forest.
And here comes the snag.
opening could be the eyes that is better not.

What Martin Kusej stage with disturbing and rather idiosyncratic interpretation as " psychological portrait of an abused and outcast from the world wife" does to those wonderful, fairy-tale opera, borders on rape and related harmonic is it off too. Since moving music, libretto and visual representation not only pass each other - they collide, drift apart diametrically and in part it is possibly even more unintentionally funny encounter as inconsistent with the text and - most of the time but it is with some dumb horror and wonders what must have terrible emotional problems for the director well that he is a fairy tale in this form and way (to) points.

the end of the first Act, there is a touching scene when the prince his newly discovered Rusalka to be called with the words ". .. to our time to the end / is my story, stay with me !"
The director has not to Heart taken. Almost everything is already systematically deconstructs Fantastic and beautiful and good and reinterpreted every harmless word to its absolute perversion.

For me personally, was finally the 3rd Act at the worst - the gap between image and libretto is so huge now that nothing gets together and the Magic Forest is nurmehr a delusion in the empty eyes troubled girls in the mental hospital.
imagination as a disease.
not the lesson that one should take my opinion, from Dvorak's most successful opera ...

Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Uninstall Cross Country Ski Binding

The oculist occult ...

love readership approaching, you wonder! What I will tell you now, will shatter your perception, change your world forever - nothing will be the same as it was before! Because (and I only tell you, only here) - they really do exist! The supernaturally gifted beyond measure walk among us and they continue their miraculous forces nonchalant, where we are common people just want to kiss them in wonder and admiration the feet.
But we begin the story from the beginning ...

Foxy mother complains since a few weeks for vision - reading them noticed a circular blur as it seems to lie on the letter - when looking for a Krissel surface (eg, the white noise of the TV) can this blur perceived as dull yellow round spot. In both eyes.
Our usual eye doctor found nothing disturbing typed on a dust allergy and eye strain and let the matter rest there. A
already overdue head MRI revealed no findings and the recently consulted cardiologist (the audience noted, our doctors Marathon is still running ...) vowed stone and bone, that blood pressure had nothing to do with the visual disturbance.
far, so good.

is now mother to a very nice Foxy unfortunately, but a little over-zealous family doctor beaten blessed and so we ended up last Thursday at the next prompt medical attention. How could we have imagined that we entered not a common practice, but the hallowed halls of the - as I call him now - "occult oculist, the ophthalmologist with the second face!

At first glance it looks quite plain. Smaller than me, with sparse becoming hair (which he fatally meshes across his incipient baldness, in the mistaken belief of so many men, now no one would notice the hair loss ...) and an admittedly somewhat psychedelic spectacle, which certainly in sensitive minds first might cause dizziness. But we will not hassle you. He is like those moments of irritation but currently filled by the highest level of attention and interest he confers his patients!
whopping 4 minutes, we are in the treatment room, this time he creates a glaucoma test and a vision test, he also writes out a prescription for eye drops. Only a retinal examination and a test for cataracts, he does not create more, but we have let us give a new date.
At this point we are both a little irritated - careful treatment but actually looks different, right? We still do not suspect that the good man because of his amazing mental abilities such as a detailed history Lapalie not need!

Today we were back with him.
The receptionist drips mother Foxy atropine in the eye and then we have to wait. And wait. And wait. But well, yes we are waiting for you.
Finally, we must then shoved it into the inner sanctum of the magic eye doctor and mother during that Foxy with the delicacy of a price Boxers and the usual rush in the dental chair, I look wistfully at his desk.
A referral is there and a completed operation plan.
I look somewhere else, I finally other people operating histories so go for nothing.

In the 45 seconds I spent with watching, the healer Witcher has already completed its investigation. He briefly in the mother Foxy Eyes shone, now announced, the retina was found in order, he got "a bit of cataracts and would therefore be transferred to a colleague. "The surgery takes 15 minutes, outpatient, local anesthesia, the next day you have to come back here." Foxy
mother has heard only cataract the sensitive doctor, staring in horror.
"Does this mean I'm going blind?" She stutters horrified.
the sensitive of all medical announces calmly: "Yes, that means you are blind." and she gave me the referral and the operating plan, which had just been on his desk in his hand, while Mother Foxy falls pale in the dental chair.

Apart from that I gradually feel the urge to stuff his doctor Eisenbart ophthalmoscope in the throat, I will now also suspicious. He gives me as about the same referral and surgical plan that I have just noticed? Those who were filled out on his desk before he had thrown just one look at Mother fuchsis eyes?

I'm impressed! Turns out this man whom I have just kept ch for an insensitive and disinterested Riesenars ****, but suddenly as clairvoyant! Because you are angry about a person and has no idea at all that He passed the weekend, the Tarot cards, his Kristalkugel or perhaps read the viscera of mackerel, to present now, without further delay a diagnosis and also to immediately hand over all necessary documents. I wonder briefly, with admiration on her knees sinking, unfortunately the scientific warped mind off but not so I ask instead brazenly: ". So, cataract So is this already so bad that you can see it now can"
"No, this is an early stage.", The clairvoyant healer explained cheerfully. "But now operates the one before."
"And so are the visual disturbances hake ???", I am after.
I harvest a consternation view. "No, they are probably coming from the retina." Again, I have
an unreasonable objection: "But you said before 2 minutes, the retina is in order?"
The extraordinary eye doctor is now visibly annoyed and declared with a logical definition of who could cut off a slice of Occam: "Well, yes, but the age - Well, goodbye..."

And he complimented us from his waiting room, instructed once again that we need the day after the surgery to come back to him and disappears into the depths of his practice.
He probably still has to slaughter a sacred oxen before the next patient comes ...

Monday, October 25, 2010

Homemade Remedy For Milia Warts

Russian Roulette, 13 from 14 oder des Glückes Schmied


Signed. Ink dry. Notice of termination of employment. Past & front. Here & there. Now take leave again, it shut down, boxes to pack, things to do one last time. The town turn their backs. To the north. Because of the sun. Thirteen parades in fourteen years - at least is the view better than it was earlier . Well

Berlin. Det wars then again with us. Until one day, you old Hippe.

PS: This time really taken on it - "Fuck the Commerce - let's do something right."

Saturday, October 23, 2010

Dividing Large Number C

Jon Lajoie - Everyday Normal Guy

erzähln simply some time as co really is. The new fat pants have paid ever since Mom. I like.



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Friday, October 15, 2010

Gym Mats South Africa

the only pastime


Oh dear, this sounds ambiguous title in connection with the picture! ;)

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Filmgratis De Salieri

R.I.P.

Thanks.

Wednesday, October 13, 2010

Princess Starla And The Jewel Riders

Bondage ... Golf


... I would also prefer the way from my sweet bed, instead of being captivated by the work on the desk!

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Baby Joint Rolling Machine

you know ...?


faithful readers know that the sweetness of this year its 42 nd Birthday celebrated. Reason enough for his hateful Dearest (Mich. ..) to give him this jubilee a golf taster. Finally, you move (n) so now finally in those aged stands, in which is no longer indulged diving, hang gliding or martial arts, but the quasi meditative contemplation of golf passes and henceforth oblivious passes through green meadows, to abuse a small, defenseless ball.
now wants this form of the more senseless violence, but - like any other - can be learned and we made today in glorious autumn weather on the GolfRange Brunnthal to be introduced to us in the minor orders that traditonellen Scottish pastime.

But wait! - First I of course wanted to quickly say goodbye to mother, Foxy ...

Foxy : We then get away - but today is the golf taster.
mother Foxy : (weighs his head thoughtfully and looked me skeptical.)
Foxy : Is something wrong?
mother Foxy : Can you believe it?
Foxy: (looking down at himself jeans, t-shirt, sport shoes ... my humble opinion, quite appropriate clothing for today's projects..)
Foxy (logical) Yes?
mother Foxy : (sighs)
Foxy : What is it?
mother Foxy: Oh, you'd buy as a polo shirt to ...
Foxy : A polo shirt?
Foxy mother : A polo shirt.
Foxy : Why? I'm going to play polo?
Foxy mother: The who have all since.
Foxy: Aha. And you know so well because you've never been in this club and why?
mother Foxy: This is way it is.
Foxy: Yes. Beautiful. But I do not polo shirts
mother Foxy : The one with but play golf.
Foxy: Mutsch! It's just a taster! I'm sure this goes well with the T-shirt.
mother Foxy : One but with polo shirts.
Foxy: I do not care! I'm not buying any extra clothes for a COURSE!
mother Foxy: You're probably again the only one running around so strange ...
Foxy : Exactly. No one but me is wearing jeans and T-shirt.
mother Foxy : Anyway, not to play golf!
Foxy: Can you also measure only about how no matter to me?
mother Foxy : (sighs) DIR is always all the same ... And then you walk around again ... In an elevator ...
Foxy: Mutsch! It is good now! Should I get a quick evening dress that you're satisfied?
mother Foxy : Ah, but red not always have such a rubbish! You you'd just have to buy a polo shirt!
Foxy: Mutsch ... I get a screaming fit right now ...
mother Foxy : Yes, you can go just so! With the funny T-shirt ...
Foxy (looks down at himself again the t-shirt is black, printed on the front with a friendly purple animal, star fishes..)
Foxy: What is wrong wrong with the T-shirt to God's will?
mother Foxy : It fits not play golf.
Foxy: (whimpering softly)
mother Foxy : No one attracts so a T-shirt when he go play golf!
Foxy: Okay! Good! You know what? I'll go get me something else! I'm so ever just the perfect idea! And you know what I will attract? A T-shirt with the inscription: " you have any sex or even play golf " - If that does not fit perfectly to play golf, I do not know everything!!
mother Foxy: Are you crazy? Something you can not wear that!
Foxy: You know, that is amazingly simple. Raise arms, head through the large opening, with the two small hands and * bang *! Drawn!
mother Foxy : You can not but such a stupid award for golf wear!
Foxy: Why? One on "fishing" would be a bad fit, right?
mother Foxy : Why did you ever such a T-shirt? I've never seen!
Foxy : Maybe I'll buy one, just on principle!
mother Foxy : The make up not only on the square, you will see!
Foxy: I'll check it out.
mother Foxy : Something like dragging you not!
Foxy: Want to bet?
mother Foxy : You can not only ... To play golf ... Have you registered as such by name?
Foxy : Yes ... Obviously, I am against "Angela Merkel" decision!
mother Foxy : And then you want to wear such a T-shirt?
Foxy : Maybe I'll hang me for even a name tag, so that pay so no mistakes!
mother Foxy : Then let the stupid cattle prefer to!
Foxy: Oh, what an amazing idea. Yes, I do that maybe, just to FINALLY THIS DISCUSSION TO STOP!
mother Foxy: If you look at a polo shirt had purchased, we would not need to discuss ...

...

Friday, October 8, 2010

I Always Get Cramps In My Stomach

Halloween Secret Santa


We have already noted - it's October! (I love October.)
That is, even Halloween is approaching. (And I also love ...)

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I swear on my part, that no fake blood will squirt out of it, otherwise I am not a guarantee for nothing. ;)
Thus, if you want to risk it to have a Halloween gift in the mail - click on the banner below and do what is necessary! ^ ^

Wednesday, October 6, 2010

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Only 345 days!

Now she's back from the Oktoberfest.
Approximately 6.4 million visitors have strolled through the Theresienwiese - of which only 600 000 on the last Saturday. On this occasion I would not have to be there by the way, that is to me a lot of people, but basically is the Munich Oktoberfest has a great thing and although I have not actually been drinking the verkonsummierten over 7 million liters of beer! :) But I
I to 15% increase in sales helped de showman and found it extremely fun again elsewhere. My personal review (with photos!)'s Way tomorrow. Today I wanted you just a little drawing etc and to report in all depressed - only 345 days until it is again: O'zapft is!

Monday, October 4, 2010

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Intelligent Advertising ...


I'm usually not the biggest fan of the world finds amusing, corny jokes and the like, but as for me today in a release from the post office delivered a surprise advertising brochure, I still had to take pictures for you.

shelf! Now, finally, more expensive!

stupid advertising ..., I 've always suspected it's ...

Sunday, October 3, 2010

Stomach Ulcers Donation

The Monthly Review: September


Schooon again looking back?
Yes, amazingly, is already around One more month and we certainly do not muck around again, right? ;)
So let us quickly consider the September before we put him afloat on the file and hope for better times in October!

Photo of the Month:

has made this month of sweetness. Foxy on their own, completely and totally alone in (!!!) star flyer sits - here at the beginning of the journey and again asking how stupid she is and why it did not appear to be from last year learned the least ... ;)

joys of the month :
The highest observation point in Munich. Have imagined in the North. A hanging basket. Hopes. Faust - A Rock Opera. Sea of flowers. The autumn feel close. Texts. A night tour of the zoo. Bats. Have breakfast together. The infinitely soft muzzle of a giraffe. Saltimbanco. Botanical garden very private. The Little Mermaid. Dahlias. Pfeiffrösche. A water lily, which blooms in exactly the right moment. Fire. Floral shopping. The incredible color of wild vines. BMW Herzerl. Pumpkins. Onion. A rather silly calendar. From on d'Wiesn. Slush. An overdose of adrenaline. The Wiesn-air balloon of the Year. Stroking horses. Gingerbread. The most beautiful orchid at all. Cocktails with show. My birch - saved! Early fall. Art & Pumpkin. A ring of elves me for me. Oktoberfest at home. Fuchsis mother and my name day. A small dragon by my knight. Oktoberfest ². Carousel ride.

laugh of the month :
The sweetness and the best ex-friend of all who stumbled with pale green faces from the Frisbee ...
Yes, I am sometimes mean.
But for the next year I still need more robust Oktoberfest companion! ;)

anger of the month
:
post, no one needs. The non-occurrence of a long-planned meeting. Availability neuroses. The illogic of our "justice" system. Of abdominal pain thwarted plans. The truly unspeakable incompetence, bungling and audacity of some service providers. Too many doctors. A surprising and very unwelcome cancellation. An overzealous doctor and her broken sphygmomanometer. Grueling talks. Senseless quarrels. The feeling that something just found again to lose anew. For days work just to other people botch almost iron again. All sorts of misunderstandings and disappointments. A tree fell, I would rather keep. Washing dishes, while your guests almost go for the jugular ...

depression causes of the Month :
Elapsed opportunities and the general futility of being.

realization of the month :
Sometimes we simply can not eat as much as you want to puke .

success of the month :
Emotionally: The rescue of my birch. As it was, but rather acts of God, I opt for successful texts. :)


failure of the Month
: The
probably had the sweetness. I'm comforted and treated only after - unfortunately also not very successful.

mood of the month :
aggressive, and incredibly disappointed urlaubsreif.


Movie of the Month :
More like a series than a movie - the final season Battlestar Galactica (unfortunately with disappointing end ...) and because we were just about even the spin Off-film "The Plan " I hereby would like to strongly recommend. But only after you have seen the whole series, it corrupts otherwise half the fun! ;)

Book of the Month :
Come be my light. The secret records of the Saint of Calcutta . A very fascinating reading.

Song of the Month
:
The Fliegerlied . Must be easy when you leave again all alone and beat the Star Flyer has todesmütig! ;)

drink of the month
:
cocktails. Sometimes you need an evening free time to drown sorrow, anger and anxiety in alcohol ...

Food of the Month :
Allerlei autumn menus.

birthday child (ren) : *
* An old friend, when I had to report urgently
* The would-grandson of mother Foxy
was one of my stupid mistake
* The love Stumpfi

addition's to celebrate
: * little sister
wedding day. Congratulations to this point! :)
* * The beginning of fall
autumn as such
* Oktoberfest
* The common name day of fuchsias and my mother

Friday, October 1, 2010

Soflens To Purevision

October!


... just a short message to today's first October - my favorite month has begun! : D
He is therefore again, the autumn, with the special clear blue sky, with the colorful leaves, this air that smells so incredible to length, after dislocation and yearning for and with the rain, the fog, the shorter days and especially my beloved golden light, and this very personal happiness, which raises no other month, despite everything, for what's already happened to him.

Welcome, favorite month! :)