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Where I do not like winter ...

So that now that winter decided to start in late September and ends mid May.

In winter it is cold, very cold and you find that your body begins to move independently of what you ask him, like a cocktail shaker in the hands of a bartender you are shaken by your contractions muscles do when you step out your door.

You are with a super Parkinson to play the castanets with every part of your body and when you have a bonus chance to take an exam in a classroom where a window was left open (by less than 6) you have the added bonus of soreness.

mid October you had started buying stocks worthy of those handkerchiefs undertaker, because you're dull ass and you spend your days chasing after kids with a handkerchief in his hand .

I do not even talk about what it costs you, 2 packets of tissues per day per child, plus the same for you ... Children sharers are when it comes to germs.

early November just fly around the baby, this is a unique glamorous, not to mention that the more you go to a fucking torturer with children who do not understand why you try to drown in a flood of saline and finally all aspire to be a crude device in a concertina.

early December you seriously start to look like Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer nice, just like your nose is flashing red and you truffles have permanently moist.

the evening you tartine Homeoplasmine, madécasol and other healing creams, order the next day, again to kill your pretty little nose, big mouth blows hard tissues.

At this point, you begin to feel that your nose falls on your persistent and bronchus with the voice of Marv in Sin City, you keep saying "I kiss you I'm not sick" .

Not amazing but it is what has already seen a rhino, bronchitis or worse gastroenteritis in summer? No it's always those pesky winter arrive and despite all the vitamins you can take.

Winter Ball is the disgusting product in the nose, facial per kilo, antibiotics (banana taste for the lucky) to make syrups stones, to gastric bandages and suppositories with essential oils that you burn the Derché.

short when you start your first week of vacation Winter with sinusitis and bronchitis, you are not glamorous for two sub (even if your lover loves your new deep voice) with your crying and your eyes drop to the tip of your nose red, ben winter you curse.

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The good side of things ...

Well after 16 months at home, I see me rush right back to work, or as I affectionately call the baby and the return to real life cursed dirty, it's like that we say packs! In fact, my contract starts Monday, but I like working conditions not bad at, I am entitled to 3 weeks of paid vacation earned while I was driving to the ground with the kids (let alone two levels of pay and some indexing ...). Monday morning, so I fall on holidays. And who says vacation said ... PAID! And as I am not looking forward to returning to work, as I expect my check in drooling. My savings are depleted and benefits are just passing before me to be expended in full at the same time! Question of looking at things positively, I decided to list the things that I can buy when I go back to work! So here:

-A Kitchen Aid stand mixer lime green

-New glasses and perhaps contact lenses

pajamas that -1 to 2 does not fall to the ground when I walk if indeed I found my skinny size

-Repair or buy a new lens for my camera

- New snow pants

- Beautiful clothes for children

- A Nastee t-shirt for my boyfriend

- Cheap Wine!

- A casserole cooked

- One day at a spa

-Go see my sister

- Go see a show

- Books

- A new quilt for my bed

-Go spend a night in an igloo with my boyfriend

-A Ipod Touch

- Bring the kids to the theater

- Subscribe to the Masters Swimming

- An espresso machine

- knives that cut

-A convection oven

- and why not ... a green Mazda 2!

I think that's it!

There are some who consider it not worth the trouble to work too, because with the daycare to pay for more gasoline, parking, etc. that lower alloc. ultimately pay more is almost swallowed everything spending more. Well, I swear at us, pay more is very useful! And I'm picking up the cash for retirement and more!

Sometimes I tell myself that I would follow my first mind and marry a rich hockey player to have it all fall for me Pognant the donut! Vincent Lecavalier me say that already in french more ... mouhahaha!

But, hey I like it too much to change my poor little drummer!

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Highway to hell ....

Yes the other day coming back from my oral CCF, I had with me two of the ladies of Wisteria Lane.

But now, after a missed alarm after hours transpired without shower in advance (relative to clock failure), after passing an oral examination at the con to discuss infants with plastic, without coffee (always relative to not wake up), I had one wish was to have the silence and possibly a coffee in one hand and a cigarette in the other .

But the ladies of Wisteria Lane have needs to talk, pia pia pia, they have nothing special to say but it's so important to them.

So now that the ladies enter the subject of children ... oops, I after having suffered what I suffered that morning, in addition on my day off, I did not want to hear about brats.

- machine And I was diagnosed early, then you know it's hard because she feels at hand. So I wonder if I made him do the tests, it believes that it is not normal because she is gifted. The poor. But it's not his fault if successful everywhere!

- Yeah hun, it's like with my machine, it can read and count to one hundred since the middle section. You know it's hard for her, she's bored in class waiting for the others. And his mistress who does not understand that it's not his fault that she is still more than we asked. What is true is stronger because she is too smart hun.

- Yes I understand you, it's so hard when you're smarter than average, and suddenly need to take them to the therapist, they must learn to accept as they are. Others reject them, inevitably, they are jealous.

Yes it's true, machine struggled to make friends, she is too talented for the children of his age and they feel dumped beside her.

But the psychiatrist helps them anyway, she begins to understand that even if different, that does not change the fact that it is a child. So it makes less bedwetting.

Pia pia pia pia pia.

After a time anyway, as I said nothing for thirty minutes, I lifted the voice by cutting the floor and I said: "You can not imagine how relaxing it is to have a normal child. "

I could finish the trip in silence.

But really, when you're poor, like Arabic and intellectual normality distressing, Wisteria Lane is your hell.

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film songs and 9 ...

My staff film critic (yes I pay for the luxury to have a staff film critic (actually I share with some Maisouestdoncornicar) that almost never disappointed me (except Avatar) and that I can have complete confidence) advised me film.

Not just any movie. A truly beautiful film, one that the manner by Amélie Poulain (less green) makes you feel lighter.

My staff film critic (which is certainly much more a person knows me very well and even more than many of my friends, than a staff film critic, and which moreover is the only person in the world with whom I've never angry despite the frankness of our conversations) always knows exactly what to advise me based on my mood.

What is this movie?

one loving couple. So far nothing abnormal we see a lot.

From a couple who loves us and who shared his strict privacy. Here things get complicated already.

From a loving couple, who shared his strict privacy, of the most raw and pure it is.

Basically, each scene of the film is a sex scene, or rather love, because the whole point of the film is there to show intimate scenes (and real) by a real shine " ; love "without it turning into a real pornography.

I do not like porn, let's be clear, I loathe the highest degree porn movies. I think they are an insult to women and an insult to love.

I even x actresses that seem to suffer and it makes me uncomfortable.

Here we see the love scenes that could have been filmed at Mr. and Mrs. everybody. And suddenly they become beautiful and certainly not vulgar.

This film reminds us what it's like love, you know that passion from the beginning or you're always on top of one another. There is more between the characters, an intimacy so unimaginable that we would become jealous. I had never known as a strong intimacy with any of my love

I thought it was magic

Between each scene, song, hence the title 9 Songs.

The film itself is not very long, 69 minutes (how strange) and can watch both alone and in love.

I recommend it highly.

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Yesterday evening bath time the weather was to hymns Christmas!

Babe Cocotine:
"100 orchards assemble us

[...] Let's see in a small hoop
The odeuuuuur of maturation-uuuu-reuh"

I know about you, but I do it myself tent of not more than that smell of mature ...

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Songs Listen to your mother!

This afternoon, the children are mad as brac, it jumps on the couch that pulls toys everywhere. The brothel. I put hands on hips and come out my eyes threatening.

"Well, there's going to do! You will hear me!"

Response Babe: "That's because we're not used!"

Super ... my 5 year old son is not accustomed listen to me!

I'll go do some yoga j'pense!

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It was close to my heart ...

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I too like Marion, I am a woman.
Why am I a woman?
Because I'm able to empty a jar of Nutella XXL without even noticing it, while looking more beautiful life France3 sprawled in my chair with a red pajamas and I inform pat the rest and that life is really more beautiful, should already begin to make men cowards and anoint less bulky, no kidding, when you need them, they escape the reverse is even truer.
is why we need to forget. That's why we left our contact lenses in the bathroom and we opted for a pair of glasses trifocal.


I am a woman because I am a sucker for a bastard who will make me drool with his sad, it appeared not to touch it while next door, I can have the kind I need, the perfect breeding, the faithful man, the prince's well-being aerodynamic, a good marriage into perspective, my cousins hat King Size and I slipped my dress once, to not spoil the mood, I locked in the toilet, checking my phone to see if the bastard with his sadly did not leave a final text message, even insulting, I do not care, he wrote me one last time and I get out of the toilet and the whole family is overjoyed to see my tears that prove the total happiness in which I swim and most importantly, you should never say anything about those times.


I am a woman because I am courageous in difficult times, because I enjoy magazines that imposed on me a job to yell at me any tips for speeding while staying sexy sponding a kid while avoiding stretch marks while making the step up to the gymnasium and there, as a working woman, I will see my psychiatrist and I am whining a good shot.


I am a woman because I wake up at night and I smoke it though a cigarette but I take the pill and my gynecologist told me to avoid mixing and that life begins for me piss off, because as everyone knows, the woman, held in 2010, must possess a sacred pair of balls.


I am a woman because I do not eat enough, because I eat too much, because I'm afraid to get involved but also to stay alone because I talk in September hours on the phone with my girlfriend to resolve the question of the century:
"You think I should come with five or ten minutes late?"


I am a woman because when it's over, I turn the page definitively.


I am a woman because the first involving my son, I'll kill him.
And on this last point, I feel quite woman.


Nicolas Rey
A slight slump .

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Where I got a surprise ... Small and big explanation

Friday evening, while I crawled on Facebook, one of my favorite pages post a new message.
it said "Tete e concert in Tarbes, to win tickets send us an email with" Tarbes "in the subject.
sooner said than done, you never know.
But I'm not used to winning anything, I also took part not to play the lottery or euromillion since I have very rarely only one correct number.
Saturday morning when I opened my mailbox, I see that I received a message from a guy I do not know. I'm going to delete it without opening it as is my custom when I see the first word of the mail (thank you Gmail have so designed my inbox) "Invitation Tété concert.
My first reaction was to think they will write to me telling me they had indeed received my mail. And then oh surprise, I won 2 tickets for the concert that night ...... Tarbes!


Normally was scheduled a day Christmas shopping, so we decided to go directly to Toulouse.
Depart 7:15 p.m. So for a concert starting at 21h, super tight timing even more that there are traffic jams on the ring road and we had not eaten.
Gertrude guides us "turn left, turn right, current calculation ...." Gertrude is a C'te enfoirette she always knack for giving bad advice when we are in a hurry.
We watch the gas gauge in the red. No time to make, too bad we will try arriving there with what we have.
Fortunately my little C3 diesel resource issue.


arrived at the concert at 9:01 p.m., I say "class".


course we were treated to the traditional first part that has nothing to do with what we have come to see course and a taste that is questionable other than Antoine Léonpaul. You do not know?! Better!
And the drummer of the summer starts up, begins to playing a guitar joins him on stage and languidly reaches the god of booty shaking in person.
Oh to be seen moving his little bum, it's worth it.
But better than that, we put in a fire of hell for over two hours in a tiny room together ...... in Tarbes.
course we had to hystero-nympho-cassecouillo, tradition requires that we yelled in their ears all night "Tétééééééééééééé, Tétééééééééééééééé, I t'aiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiime Tétéééééééééé "and knew only one song she requested us for an hour," Tétééééééééééé, has the support of autoooooooomne "
Anyway once sung to him, she a. ...... not she in fact continued.
I also never understood this phenomenon of "Groupie." I find this ridiculous and yell all During a concert is a total lack of respect towards the artist.
short I still had a great time and the smile never left me that evening.


The return was difficult at first he had to find gasoline at Tarbes at night knowing that our independence was zero kilometer, but we've found.
We drove 2 hours in a state of total collapse at the edge of sleep (not me because I slept a little, my eyes have left me no choice) with hungry Quadro just little butter and white chocolate.

Around 2:30 last "Home Sweet Home" eat and sleep with the head still full of beautiful songs.


Here is a photo of the concert I dive on top of the summer since we did not have the right to take.