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Deck the Halls

I know, I know. Easter is coming and are already doing tests to see how costume was topless but I have not written anything of my past winter break and for once, forgive me if they are not dated but the piece as a Swatch Scuba.
I have to write my shit there. So I could ensure that old, rereading it, I feel very wise ...



Christmas. I will be more classic you Teddy Reno canta "Malafemmena," but I (not) celebrating the birth of their with my Lord Jesus But it will shorten Mr. Jesus in your opinion? Sounds good by. Gent.mo Mr. Jesus .. Christ that name though! Of course after someone wrote to us on a musical ... However, if your name Platinette you expect from life? At best, a ringtone for cell sung by a cat in the rain you there is.
Ok I digress from the blasphemy, I'll stop. But do not put on the cross for this ...

New Year. After a week of screaming grandchildren, aunts who want to know when I decide to put my head straight and healthy family hysteria, I really needed to relax a bit '. Now, if someone knows a better way of his commitment to a two-day orgy of anger, let me know. No, tell me if it really exists!
In Innsbruck we were welcomed by our Austrian friends with the kindness of all time. In the midst of all that snow and frost I found a warm and welcoming haven in which to spend hours of joy and fun.
Oh, and their house is beautiful anyway ...

I was here! Beautiful is not it?

We have prepared a rich quiche ...

Open a few bottles in the tradition ...

Ballato pacifiers so completely ...

brushed away everything that was in the dishes ...

... and under the table ...





But in the end we came up with nostalgia for the beautiful country ...


And we're back home.
Thanks for everything, A & J! Of barrels and barrel.

Epiphany. I write in the singular but there were very many at the dinner meeting with the old and new friends. Traditionalists on this occasion, we ate too, exchanged stockings filled with candy and playing at Totomorte.
Every year we come together to bet on celebrities who unfortunately will leave the company better. In 2010 we were quite
Bravini had guessed as much as 60% of the tips!
For 2011 we wanted to overcome and, aided by the wine he had drunk too much, the names have gushed out in abundance. Want to know who gets to 'I'm around? Take a look below.
Of course sometimes we're just sick of people ...
But if you wanted to invite us to dinner, quiet, non siamo sempre così!