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Whatever. Dulce de leche

I have not slept for days, which are nervous, tired and stressed. I have problems with money, time and health. I often colicky abdominal pain, headache, eyestrain, too much to do in a short time and my stupid character for which I take everything too seriously and if I do everything perfectly is not good.
Among the journey with A. to plan (I had to deal with it because I had to leave in a hurry to Shanghai for work), and was the very first time I have to do a travel plan and he is great at planning, mica could be outdone, the ticket to come back here to be taken, which costs a disproportionate amount at the end of the Expo and the party of the republic, among the hotels to stay one night in Beijing and book your train on time. And guess who leave the plants when you're not here, and take care of their transportation. In addition to all the agencies will bring to show me the houses, and often take you places that you wonder how someone can think that we can live. And then you find one and then you meet the boss, and discuss the price and terms, and pay, and then boxing everything for the move and start packing for the trip, and then those for Italy. E work full-time, one hour by bus from where you live. And wash, cooking, washing machines, and everything else.
You wonder how will you pay for everything, trying to calculate whether you enough money, and if you get there you hardly say, however, can not give up anything, because the only thing you could give would be the only thing pussy everything.

And then you find the flight finally at a high price but still lower than it seemed you would have been forced to spend, your colleague you buy it, and you relax a little bit, and you're able to fall asleep before 4.
And the day after you meet the owners of the house and inspect it and decide if you can reach an agreement. And your journey with the Your man is the only thing they think is worth doing all this. And the idea to approach him and be able to reach home on foot is what pushes you to move without waiting for three months now, and do so more calmly without everything else in between.

And then you get a phone call this morning from him, which tells you that he is back and I can feel the heart beat increases, and then he tells you that the machines are going out in May. Just at that moment. And everything stops. Looking for the rewind button, you believe there was a path error, but everything is stuck and does not want to work.

We knew we were on hold. But as we were accustomed, in the end it was as if each of us to continue to hope that the predictions of doctors would continue to be wrong. A lottery, in other words, we hoped to win. We were accustomed to its presence / absence, it was as if, although not really, she was always with us, it was just a matter of time. The've been waiting for, after all.

But no, like a cold shower you realize that it was just a silly illusion, and that we must wake up.

We canceled the trip. A. told me to think the same if I wanted to go alone, if we had not been compensated for the tickets. But do not talk, how could I? In addition to not enjoy it at all and feel guilty, even if you know that you do not have the power to change things, maybe G. will need people nearby. Maybe not me, maybe not the family will not be allowed at the funeral, we do not know how it works, but I want to be here.

So, today I met the new owner, and we reached an agreement. I took home. I do not know if I did well or not, but I was not able to think rationally and I was totally exhausted, stove, and I could only think they are just money, it's just a house.

So let's put it this way: I spend the same as being spent here, where the bathroom is better and everything works for a home in the center, from which I can walk to all the places they frequent, and take one bus to go to the company. And over, do not want any more know. So I wanted to have an opinion of others before deciding, but eventually I do not care that much ... The important thing is to have a bed and I can save.

After I went to A. and together we went to the station to return the tickets. They gave us something back, not everything but better than nothing.

A. I said "I was really looking forward to go on this trip." I knew ... More than anything, because who knows when the opportunity to happen again. He also said that the program I had done was very good ... Promoted!

Well ... All I have stressed these days, anything that worried me a lot ... It 's funny how all of a sudden ... I do not care. I really do not. Want to rent too high? Okay, never mind, I'll be where I am, who cares. Ah, you agree to my terms? Cool. I can not accept when life is so hard on someone who deserves only to be peaceful and happy and did not ask for more. E 'useless to the plans, that's all a nothing and everything goes to hell.

Today, the only word I would say to anyone who stands in front of me would be: WHATEVER.

How To Leave A Scorpio

and two tickets ...;)

I saw him Tuesday for dinner, because he said he wanted to explain something (be patient, girls ... I will inform you in time!). I brought a present, I know that I love is that I had never done, so I wanted to have an opinion before using it for another recipe that I know loves it, because on the internet I read some negative reviews on this method to make the dulce de leche (read: De Lecea dulse). So, I brought a jar with what I had prepared the day before.

Ingredients:

1 can of condensed milk

a pot of water

Put the can inside the pot, so it is completely covered, then cook for two hours, partially covered so that water does not evaporate too quickly. Just be aware that the can is always covered with water, you can do me like that I put water to boil in another pot and add it to the pot bigger every time I saw that the level down.

Cool in the pot. Enjoy.

I was curious to taste it, and I was disappointed. To me it tastes exactly like the condensed milk, it just changes consistency. And it's too sweet, I could not eat more than a teaspoon. I poured in a glass jar and I put in the fridge.

The next day, before you give it, I tasted it again ... AAAAHHHHHH !!!!! Now yes we have !!!!! It should be completely eaten cold, at least in my opinion. Something else. Although alone for me is always too sweet.

The professor liked it and was happy as a child! He tasted at the restaurant, and told me that was perfect, exactly the same as it should be! When I told him how to do it, lost a bit 'of enthusiasm because he believed it was something very difficult, but really appreciated it. Then I was even asked to go for coffee so he could eat it with biscuits as I explained the program he had prepared on the computer.

I saw him again on Wednesday after the mega lunch Sako and Jack. He had to take me to see houses in the agency, but before he had a snack with my dulce de leche. By the way, I must learn to never forget the camera when I'm by him, as he prepared for the toast and smeared the cream I I felt so inspired, would come a lot of great photos, with the right dishes and knives and some raised the share holding. The agency was already closed so no, we left the gym.

The next day we met in the morning, I went to him, we took his coffee miticissimo that his brother sends him from Hawaii, and Vanilla Macadamia Nut, which is the end of the world, so that often happy to open the envelope to sniff a bit ',

then we went to the British Library. It was raining, as it is doing for the past ten days, without interruption, and then we got there already soaked. We found a couple of books (and then explain why we needed the books eh ... been good and be patient;)), my recommended among other things by him, I'm really curious to know his literary tastes, though I know that a lot away from mine, anyway ...

We were to pay cash when I realized that I had brought the laptop back all the time because after I went directly from the farm to teach Italian and wanted to see a movie, but ... I had forgotten the hard disk outside, where I keep all the movies! Damn, I dragged this thing at all! (He offered to take it but eh ... I hate those who brings the stuff back and then be carried up to others, so I opposed, stubborn as a mule). In short, I was all annoyed with myself, and he looked at me with a smile and then I said something I did not understand and then looked at me and called me

'muñeca' (read 'munieca' )!!!! Muñeca CALL ME !!!!!!!!!!!!!!! ODDIOOOOOOOOOOOOOO imagine what I started and I made that effort to contain the explosion of my joy! Well not necessarily imagine, since you probably do not know this word, stupid I am!

So you should know that I started to study English. Because I always wanted to do and why I believe that, with English and Chinese is another language to learn, and because if you were my fairy tale come true and I should go and live with my prince somewhere in South America ( soooognaaaaaaaaaaaaaareeeeeee ... oooooooooo-oooooooooo), at least I'd be disoriented and could not find a job. I mean you can not say that my fantasy ride. Okay. One day I was asking for elucidation and we ended up trying to put us to say how all parts of the body, some of which he could not remember. When we got to 'pulse', which is said muñeca fact, he told me that in Argentina there is a saying, which states that more or less engaged is bound by the wrists, because it gives us a hand, by married was associated with handcuffs. For this reason, the name corresponding to 'honey', 'sweety', 'darling', is for them muñeca.

I really like this word, and since then I've always wanted to call me so. He is not the kind of 'honey', 'treasure', 'baby' ... No way! We did not really see. But muñeca said he is perfect. But not I can ask him, calling me that. And when he did, I felt I sprout wings behind his back! :)))))))))))))))))))))))

sdolcinerie Ok enough, I do come in all diabetes.

After we went to eat noodles, and after I went to work. He was cute with me again.

Guillaume The next night we took out to dinner. The evening was pleasant, my Professor Bear and I were in perfect harmony, so much so that sometimes I had Guillaume could feel fear too. But he was well enough, we managed to make him laugh more than once. E 'was great to see him smile. Then me and my Professor Bear went all'Lpg, where we played darts against Bettina and Kelly and we won! Then the little house ... I had to work Saturday morning and he did it weigh me enough, not even had my choice, trying to convince me not to go. But, at 8.15, after 3 hours of sleep accurate (between one thing and another, olé! Time flies either!), I am due to get up and take the bus, headed toward the other side of town. I almost got it right when the guy calls me saying I work for that there was a kind of rebellion, that the designers did not want to come to Saturday, and so there was no one to translate, and that if I wanted I could go home. What I've been taken down, they know only the people on the bus! Will I have used 3 different languages, but to express my anger for having lost my usual morning with Professor Bear! And to say that to convince me not to go, I was also told that if I stayed home I would make pancakes!! GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

However, I made the best of a bad situation and I took the opportunity to go to Decathlon to buy one zainone travel, because I go back to Italy on 23 and I'm not going to bring my suitcase.

Then I ended the morning visiting the apartments, but without finding no one to say, 'It's him, is my'.

There was however one that I wanted an outside opinion, so I went in the afternoon by Professor Bear to go together. Meanwhile, I took one of my basil plants, because when I'm in Italy and I need a babysitter before entrusting my babies I want to test. And then, at least as much as I love the basil, which is absolutely amazing!

The house in the end we saw it, because he says if you know is right without opinions, and I do not have to hurry if they are not convinced.

In short, we lounge around a bit ', then we got to do washing and cleaning ... Without words, do not make at home, and I with him in his, bah. We washed the pillow of the couch, then he showed me the kitchen and the bathroom, because I do not like to stand there and watch without doing anything. Guillaume Then he called and came to dinner, we ordered a pizza and watched a movie. Then G. is gone, but we are not leaving. We watched another movie, giving us a hand for half the time (and soft !!!!!!!!)----- heart eyes, I have gone smilies and I can not express myself with that! -.- ':'(((

This morning was the first sunny day after centuries of relentless rain, so we decided to go to the station to buy tickets ... ... ....

But

and the tickets for what? Why, I told you not?? Oh, that careless! Sure sure, I'll tell you everything now.

So the last Sunday of the sea, I think last week , he asked me if I could take some days off. I was a bit 'hesitant in the sense ... Maybe give them to me, but there must be a reason. The week before I had worked part-time and he was not ever there, bring all I have to take a vacation for doing nothing? But he did not tell me nothing, so boh, I gave up. Just like two hours after he told me he wanted to make a trip to a town in China, and that was why he asked me if I could take some days. A trip? My neurons had already left.

I'll do short, I asked the day the next day, and I've achieved! I did not know if my date would coincide with his, but I really hope so. A trip!

the evening of Tuesday in front of and dulce de leche latte we had a draft of the itinerary and how to get to the place and how to return. It will be a trip so cool!! We'll go here:

http://wikitravel.org/en/Xiahe

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http://www.google.com/images?hl=en&rlz=1G1GGLQ_ENUS364&biw=1280&bih=648&tbs=isch% 3A1 & sa = 1 & q = & aq = langmusi aqi = & f & oq = & & = aql gs_rfai =

And then, because I've never been there, he had the niceties to think of a way to reach our destination so as to pass through here:

http://wikitravel.org/en/Xian

http://www.google.com/images?hl=en&source=imghp&biw = BiH = 1503 & 647 & q = & xian GBV = 2 & aq = f & & g10 = aqi aql oq = & = & = gs_rfai

short, is not that great ???!!!

It 's a region once belonged to Tibet, where I want to go long. They reopened only after March, and you hear a lot of Tibetan culture.

And what is so cool that we will be riding the horse ! For this, I am not in the skin! Also because I said that, here is China, in short ... I put on my back and go, without much ado. When he did it the first time, the guide had a sixteen year old son with him. The father had to accompany someone back, and they had asked the boy if they could go faster, and the kid obviously delighted he agreed ... so they started at a gallop for these green fields! It is not so cool?

Only problem, we just found out that the week we will be away from Q, here the weather is wonderful, but the rain will move ... guess where? A Lanzhou!! But poooooooorrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr ... ... .!!!!!!!!!!

However, this morning we got tickets, here they are

then you go!! Nine days of adventure with my Professor Bear!! Trullallà trullallà!!

After the purchase, we ate a sandwich on a bench, then we started shooting ... the Mc Donald's Chocolate Sundae in the absence of real ice cream, then alee! We left. We walked all afternoon. We found an unfamiliar area, too beautiful. Meanwhile, I am talking about taking bad because he said something about going and try to settle in Hawaii ... 40 minutes of agony for me. Then he talked about buying a car here ... I began to breathe. What the heck wants to do?? In addition to me die of grief, I mean.

Well ... I got tired, I started to pull down our route (I was assigned the planning of Xi'an, he will take care of Xiahe), and here I am! But now I see you greet maidens, because tomorrow starts a tough week, working until late at night, then gym, then travel to prepare cases to be done, flight Italy-China to buy, well ... better if I go to sleep! A big kiss to all!

Catering Hor Dourves Pittsburgh

The "Chicken" white sauce "the mother of Lebanese friends ... obviously made by us! Roast

Today the dish is unique. I am thrilled to the idea of \u200b\u200bposting this recipe, the family, but not Italian, but good.

So were months that Jack's brother, Sako, whenever I wore them something made with white sauce, or lasagna, pancakes or the Valle d'Aosta, or tuna and potato pie, or baked rigatoni, I said that I had to teach him how to do 'the white sauce' because he wanted to make a plate of his mother and I wondered why I had not added the chicken to my plate. So I silenced him by saying that the chicken had nothing to do with my recipe, and that if he would teach him so he could do whatever he wanted. 'S past the time, the balances have changed, I see little Jack and Sako, and so it ended up in oblivion.

But not for me, both were nice and I do not forget them, even if my head is somewhere else now (Prof. Bear?).

So I called them to warn them that this week would have been freer working only part-time, and that if we could we could combine to make the famous dish with chicken and sauce.

I agreed with Jack, because he is the chef, and so Wednesday I went by them after work, and we started work. Jack had already prepared everything needed was my contribution. E 'was great. But here's the recipe. It 'good, I guarantee, though I doubted it at first.

Serves 4-6 people:

500 g fettuccine (I hope it is just the dough ... but you can see from the photo)

3 chicken breasts

1 stick of cinnamon

100 g butter

100 g flour 1 l milk

white and orange cheddar cheese

salt, pepper, nutmeg

Are you ready? So go! Let's go.

So first boiled the chicken in a pot where you break the cinnamon stick and paid a pinch of salt.

Set aside the chicken and, in the same water , Boil the pasta (pull up with a skimmer, you do not throw water ).

Butter a roasting pan, and cover the bottom with the dough, then over the layer of pasta chopped or shredded chicken breasts. So:

That's what Jack has shown me, and I almost excited at the sight. It was perfect, it's exactly the kind of work I could do I and for which are typically taken for a ride, or a specialized use. Every single pieces of chicken was the same size as everyone else, and was scattered in an excellent manner, without even an empty hole. Really really well done. What can I do, I am so! I like the work well done, even if it covers everything and nobody knows it was down.

Then make the sauce, melt the butter in a saucepan over low heat, then remove from heat, add the flour and stir until the roux famous. Put on the heat and add the warm milk or warm, a bit 'at a time at the beginning and then pour the sauce if it has lumps, stirring continuously.

When it begins to thicken, add salt and nutmeg at will. Jack's mom said to add some sweet pepper sauce, and I did, but I'm sure is fine without it.

off when the consistency of a cream that is not too dense. Better than most dense liquid.

the same water as before, cook the remaining pasta, then drain and season it with a bit 'of the white sauce, stirring well.

Make another layer of pasta over the meat.

layer then pour over the remaining white sauce, trying to bring it down a bit.

Council: I would do it: Boil the chicken and sparse, and set aside. Make white sauce, and in the meantime, cook the whole chicken pasta water, then drain pasta and seasoned with a little 'of white sauce, and make the first layer, the one on the bottom, with the dough already a bit' seasoned . Then add the chicken, then the second layer of pasta, and then the remaining sauce. In this way, in addition to go with the perfect amount of sauce (we have advanced a bit '), it is not likely to have a first layer dry. And also do not have to cook the pasta in twice!

And then it was the turn of the cheese: first a layer of white cheddar cheese, then cheddar cheese on top of or other holes, one orange, grated (Jack put it in slices, but he agreed with me and her mom that cheese is best, first melts and falls in the lower ).

Voila! This dish is ready to be informed on overload! Jack was full of disappointment because he said it should have been covered with cheese (why not but it is quite ??!?), Sako did not want to buy more. In my opinion, however, was more than enough. But I grated the cheddar orange.

Bake at 180-200 degrees for half an hour, until the cheddar cheese starts to brown.

Then, cut into 6 big big squared, and serve with a sprinkling of pepper (in my opinion, absolutely divine ... recommended!).

Excellent flat, although super hyper energy, excellent collaborator. We even managed to do something to Sako (hands pouring the second layer of pasta are his), but then if you just slipped away. Jack said that the taste was exactly like when he does his mother, and was delighted!

An authentic Lebanese dish! That's nice!

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On the web ... Post-Vacation Here I am again

Hello everyone ...
not know about you ... but I often go on sale to see if you got some interesting magazine
about to cross to carry me home, but I am still very disappointed, not there never
anything that arouses my curiosity.
Apart from the magazine "Art of Susan" that are always trusted my newsstand
order and keep aside for me, there is not much.

It 's a very nice collection that I am working on for almost about a year and contains the forms, but really really nice. And then I take home every month when a new issue to me is the temptation to start a new job! But I try to wait, because I have too much work in half.

But .....

wandering web "Idea Woman" I made a discovery ....

........ 9 September the magazine goes on sale "Encyclopedia of Christmas"

I love Christmas and despite the heat and the heat I'm already thinking of gifts and decorations!!

not wait to browse them .. .. at first sight is a marvel!

Kisses