Monday, August 30, 2010

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old age is not the joy that is something I rypło

Since I repair, then I move things in this and back. One of those things was the cabinet for shoes and a coat hanger in one - a przedpokojowy mebelek. Przenosiliśmy have not just once, we spread into two parts, remove the drawers and contents, so it is very heavy, some are not. So on Saturday we put cabinet in place (finally). I took two steps and .... already stayed.
froze near the couch, in a dispositional attitude, with wypiętym ass. And not a millimeter in any direction, just such a pain, like me something back rozrywało. Spouse initially thought that the moment will pass, but in the end my screams scared him. So he called the professional assistance in the form of a colleague - paramedics, saying, "Hey, listen, baba I broke," and shed light on the roughly problem.
According to the recommendations I had to lie on the floor, with one roller at the neck and the other at the height of the lumbar vertebrae. Wheeze mercilessly and trying not to tear too much, somehow I managed to put zezwłok. Wedding went in search of the rollers, in which it wyręczył son, bringing the two rollers of the kitchen. After deciding what it May be a battle, was arranged. A husband went after Ketonal (because the house had only a tablet of ibuprofen). So I lay myself on the floor, it is convenient as hell to me - folded blanket under the chin, the second ass, legs, based on the box of shoes, and my back hurt. The floor, of course, as the average repair time clean. I danced around the child and cat - is the first looks at me and every now and then asks if I live and whether to hold, and the latter is uncertain what will be fun and if you're ready to join. Departure simply.
But it turned out that it can be even more fun. I had yet to take painkillers, lying flat, drinking it through a straw. As if there were few problems with the spine, it can still eat it, what the hell. And my husband tells recommendations: I just sleep, and in three hours yet analgesic suppository. Prophylactic and anti-inflammatory. Well bent.
been left for so-so for a long time until I went through the pain, and then somehow zgramoliłam to more or less upright position. At the suggestion of a suppository cautiously told my husband, where you can go and that I put him in that happy to help. Similarly, reacted to the proposal in a local emergency room visits.
Because our local hospital is not high on my listing - and I like the general health services. But the powers of the local team are simply overwhelming. Based on personal experience here. My dad wanted the doctor happily returned to the house, despite the state przedzawałowego and concussion and facial fractures. Me, pregnant, with a serious kidney disorder, treated with vitamin C, and stubbornly refused to even need to carry out research urine or ultrasound. My child is given the wrong dose of an antibiotic in szkarlatynie. So I avoid emergency room, as I can and reminds me of the worst horror.
And here it is denied that it is not going anywhere. Unless as a last resort. To the extreme, fortunately did not happen. And I have surgery in order, the good doctor and I think you will have to go. Because - as a wedding - you will need to be exchanged for a newer model ... But for now, we will repair the old, in the end is not so bad. The body still ok, the fuel runs much, and that something shot - well indeed, with such have the right to life.

autumn goes .... I guess But the roses still bloom beautifully.


Saturday, August 21, 2010

Xanax And Narrow Angles

from the series: the animals during the renovation, repair

Manny looking for shelter and space to sleep. Because after all, and you can sleep sitting up.






The bad news is that the expectation of the assembly is not 7 calendar days and 7 days. In practice, this means even a half weeks in total bajzlu ....

Thursday, August 19, 2010

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a few words and how to spend their holidays

know that sometimes overlaps the human desire to change ... I want to improve something, anything to improve, change anything in their environment. Came over me.
's time for a wardrobe. Because of what happened, drove me to despair. Old junk, after the previous owners. Proper position assured him only a solid load, because after removing the contents of a suspicious sudden change angles. From the simple to the more or less severe .... Moreover, in the closet that did not fall to almost nothing - very poorly developed space. It is true that my mother-in-law argued that the wardrobe is great, because even tablecloths can spread it to hold, so capacious (ta. .. unless imposed on top), but has not convinced me it somehow. I proposed to her, even the wardrobe - because if such a capacious, and in general - but did not want to ...
But to change wardrobe, you had to change the first floor. A spouse informed about the plan works, refused to cooperate, leaning so often used by men argued, "but I like what it is." Well, maybe so, but not me, so after three days of gentle persuasion, he was almost certain that the plan is to repair its own and that really want to do it.

Well, after returning from leave, it started .... At this time, my apartment is in a slight disorder. And seriously, it pierdolnik I have that shock. And so I have to endure at least a week, until the mounting rack. Until then arrange the floor. Yes, be laid. Because I take an active part in repairs. I can not like a typical woman to perform work only with the index finger - put here, here Cut, there is not domalowałeś. I paint, forged the floor, I can even put a plate (trim the longer, here you need a strong male shoulder). I'm trying to recruit specialists only when they can not do something alone, or I know I do, but spartolę. Saving great, and even what a joy that you have done something yourself. A floor laid by my wedding is a miracle, honey and nuts simply.

In one of the comments at a previous post Rudy Rabbit (pozdrawiam:)) expressed concern about Molly, and his loneliness during our trip. Beg, therefore, that Manny is doing well. It is true that after returning home, knew just a little bit shellshocked, because my cat obsikał almost all flat, but now everything is back to normal. Why do it? I have no idea. Perhaps out of nostalgia. Although it has stayed at home and everything was always in the best order. Of course, leave your cat always taken care of, never completely alone. Is to visit twice a day, fresh food, water and companionship. Well, this company I just think nawaliło. Because I do not think that the cat suddenly began to pour idiot, and wherever and whenever during the two hours before our arrival. And throughout the week that everything was cool and cacy. Sorry, no one said a thing happening.
Why leave Molly in the house? Because it's definitely the best for him solution. The cat is terrified of leaving home and the car gets quite mad. Riding with him to the vet is a massacre, and only a few hundred kilometers. And to stop him at the hotel for animals fall off - he certainly will feel better at home than in a strange room, in a cage with other animals. Anyway, the cat
manifests itself reluctant to leave their place of residence. The appearance of the house anything to do with travel (backpack, bag, suitcase) makes Molly desire is to get into this subject, and pee into it. As if in an act of protest that he was not going. So we packed before departure looks ridiculous, because we close the bags packed in the bathroom.

And Manny abolishes the repair? Well. True first with the madness in his eyes watched as we move everything to the room. But soon afterwards fulfilled one of his dreams - to get into the cabinet. I let him play a minute in the empty rupieciu. A joy has reached its zenith, when it became clear that behind the wardrobe lies zabaweczka. Because Molly fun usually lasts until the cat does not throw yourself something for furniture. Half of poverty into a cupboard, a desk or something to move. But the cabinet will not be put off.
Manny loves jelly beans. I liked this toy or mini-cups. He loves so any jellied gluty and small figurines, which were led Patrick constantly. Once I turned on the night of the toy shelf, I saw a young figure before him hiding on top shelf. So I waited and walked off to steal. It carries in its mouth a piece of something that was such a jelly-like figure - and is incredibly happy.
A sleeping there, where to find a piece of space. For whoever said that while it is easy to repair?



And maybe I'm insane, but I like the renovations.


Monday, August 16, 2010

Sell Home To A Senior Care Center

Manny and after leave

definitely well everywhere but home is best.

like to leave. But it always comes that moment when I start longing for his bed, for his bath and for their kitchens. Since I'm the type a bit disgusting, always dragging with them their own bed linen, spouse knocks out eloquently in his forehead and says I'm the type of socially maladjusted, but I do not sleep in a bed that is used. And do not I carry it, but they were taking, so I assure comfort. The suite also celebrate their rituals, I own everything wash, disinfect - and absolutely must have a bathroom in the room. The worst punishment would be for me a bed in a collective with one bathroom.

Like back in the same place. What's not to say that does not involve me, new and unknown. But it is nice to visit the same angles, see the same exhibitions, market stalls and see that on the bench at the Puck Bay wasps fly again, interfering with eating waffles. It has its undeniable charm, and always come back with fondness to Ostrow. There were soon wedding. I visit this place often.
Polish sea also has its own charm. Why, it is free of cryotherapy. It is quite interesting, because I usually bathe in water, while my husband must have a temperature close to the water bath in an air-hole. By the sea while I like a dolphin splashes, wet and my wedding just a big toe, declares that damn cold and I'm insane, since his own free will
there climbing ud neck.
I could not be sunbathing. I always admire people who lie on the beach and cook the pie. I definitely prefer walks by the sea.
I like places where there are less people. Do not involve me, a great tourist resorts. I prefer peace, tranquility and space. What is Radocha, as you walk down the street, and each elbow nudges you on the beach or how there is no place a blanket spread out?
After a week of smell salt water, and cod, got sand everywhere, import briefcase kg of stones and sticks, accumulated by my son. But it is precisely in this lies the charm of holidays.
But the most I love those moments when the sun goes down.









This year I discovered a forest. Well, not literally, because you know that forests are everywhere. But thanks to her husband toured the forests near Ostrow, and I'm delighted with them.
My husband has a soft, clear skin. I fired up the cancer. Wysmarowałam it so conscientiously sunscreen 50 +. But I expected that the legs smear yourself. Well, to recalculate. A horribly burned. So sitting on the beach odpadało - We could go, but what a joy that was for him to hide from the sun in namiociku with a screen and towels? So after lunch (say, late breakfast, because sleep is needed - do not get driven by 8 am on the beach) we went for coffee. We came back four hours later. The proposal for the future: Do not walk
with her husband for coffee. We walked over 10 km, watching a beautiful forest, scented, full of blackberries and blueberries. We saw the lizard, we were on a hunting pulpit. But above all, we spent time together. Time and sunburn has its good side.
(I know, I know first marudziłam that far, that the grass that are allergic - but it was cool).

spent time with my boys, without haste, responsibilities, nerves. Only we do. Calm, fun, fun. Such moments are the most beautiful.
now waiting for a year we will go back on vacation. Does the sea again? It may .....


Tuesday, August 3, 2010

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and that will not allow you to death ....

Eight years ago, in the presence of witnesses, promised and the promise That up their signature certifies that I will committed to a certain individual, the second type, download it from the tree and adapt to life in society. In other words - I have started a basic cell of society. So I got married. Version husband - he embraced a woman into the cave. On their doom.
was a memorable wedding day - today I'm smiling at the recollection, but eight years ago I was close to his ukręcenia was not yet at the same ślubnemu head d. .. Why? I realize I'm sitting
, makeup, her hair combed, wearing a dress and wait for the limousine will get prince. Pulls the 1915 sixteenth - We got married on 16th I got off my prince - in short pants, T-shirt and unshaven, pulls out from the trunk (outside temperature over 30 degrees), my bouquet, and garland and tells me that I now jump to him, he would wash, get dressed and we can go. Force is due only to my dad, because otherwise zadusiłabym reptile with his bare hands. So I took off my dress, pieprznęłam posy and told that I'm not going anywhere, I have it all in deep esteem and now he can wheel me to kiss consideration. Fortunately my dad came upon a situation and the Prince appeared to be less than 10 minutes already in full gear (unless you shave in the car) and we managed. In all this haste zwiało bunch of the car .....
Throughout the ceremony I looked at him askance, and growled quietly, what he'll do, as I finally sign all the papers. And that, in the light of any court to acquit me.

This is already my husband. Completely twisted. I've learned to live with it - it just is like that. It is impossible to get bored with it.
Pulling it together anymore wheelchair for eight years. At that time, many moments have been difficult, but we survived it all. And a lot of beautiful.
Sometimes I brought to the boil. Have drawbacks. But who does not?
is a great professional, a very wise man. He has his hobby, which is realized in which the subject has an enormous knowledge - and for that I admire him very much. He is intelligent, funny.
and handsome.
is brilliant idea of \u200b\u200bthe two meanings of my existence.




And what is the best recipe for a successful marriage? Short memory.