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So much to write and so little time! For the past two weeks I collect memorable weekend with friends and anecdotes in abundance but do not have time to update the blog. Blame the day job, and laziness in the evening.

To avoid falling too far behind I'll summarize the most important events.

proceeding in strict chronological order, two weekends ago there was the legendary meeting of the four girls of the trulli in that of Rome. The climate has led me to regret mischievous, incredibly, the time for Milan, but we had fun anyway, we also saw our friend and we walked Producer tireless as he was leaving of our lives, except 2:00 to 3:00 taxi fares, up to date on their love lives, looking at monuments and shoe stores with the same enthusiasm. In short, things to girls.

To sum up, I could define that tourists make a living infamous tiring to die, that maybe true love exists, that the "mozzarella bar," especially in central areas such as, say, Campo dei Fiori tend to deceive the unwary patrons; Tassinari that the Romans were a gift from God. On this matter, it is true is that, at times I could sit down and, due to exhaustion, only to wait for death by starvation, if a providential Tassinari I brought her back home, either because of a sympathy unattainable. The first prize certainly goes to the one that took us to Heathrow, a wonderful Roman 65, who has entertained throughout the journey with philosophical dissertations on life and on young people and especially telling in great detail of his son, 'Aho' , a nun raccontallo if we believe, it seems to me that happens all 'fijo. Son who is the protagonist of a wonderful spot of Corona beer.



I mean, it was a wonderful trip. The downside is that the weekend by its very nature is short, and the consequences of fatigue were somewhat heavy to be disposed of: for example, last Tuesday, after having dinner with Sphinx, I started at 11.30 am on the couch saying "Only 5 minutes and then I go to bed." At that point I fainted and I have recovered only at 2.20 at night.

another round, another race: Last Friday I had a business meeting in London, and of course I have taken the opportunity to stay the weekend by his friend making me sleep Advertising, now London 's adoption. Because the climate was toppled, incredibly while here in the "Land of the Sun" already raining cats and dogs, there in perfidious Albion has held the time until Sunday.

On Friday evening they took me to dinner in Covent Garden and then we went to hear jazz from Ronnie Scott, and it was really beautiful and fun. Except that one quarter of an hour, one o'clock at night, where I almost fainted from exhaustion, despite the 200 coffee swallowed during the day. On Saturday, with a bright sun to join us, we did a long tour in which I saw so many things I can not list them all: from Borough Market, we made the entire southern shore, then head into the Chelsea area. I had lunch with a basis of Guinness, sausages and mashed in a pub full of old men who watched the Six Nations. Italy against France, and we won! My friend A. I already asked if I can get back in that pub for the next game, I'll see what I can do. Then we saw a photo exhibition on the theme "Italian style on silver screen" organized for the Peroni. Very nice. Finally, drink at the pub, always on the bank of the Thames, and dinner at the Chinese filled in China Town.

I love London!

The English trip took me to pull a couple of conclusions: I find it pleasant even in London use public transport, will I ever learn not to look in the right when crossing the road, the London taxi drivers are polite and helpful, but the Romans are a thousand times better.


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I conducted a rather straight, I tried to do, if not well, at least the least possible damage to others in my path, while trying to live a pleasant time allotted.

I tried to follow the universal laws of karma, the teachings of my Tata, the golden rule in all its forms ("do unto others as you would not want done to yourself," but also "do unto others what want done to you ").

Yet I must have done something wrong.

fact I have just come to two conclusions:

1. Hell is a world of accounting, invoices and bills to make ends meet, in which no one has time to explain anything and who has the time not have the answers you seek.

2. I died at some point in my life, I have not noticed. And of course I am in hell because of accounting, invoices and bills to make ends meet.

Now, I look to the future. I assure you, we too damned souls we expect a harbinger of future changes; soon another damned soul will take my place in hell of bills and I, God willing, assurgerò in a purgatory of highway travel and stay by my customer, who enjoys to hire people who have not the faintest idea time and manner of work to do.

One day I'll win the lottery, and then and only then it will be paradise.

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Sunshine Award

My friend Lenny gave my ego a incredible inflated by giving some time ago, this award.

is the first time that someone recognizes me, so I wanted to wait until my ego is deflated a bit 'before you deliver it myself.

In doing so, at this very moment, I notice two things.

The first is that I have only the word Sunshine put in a good mood, as if instead of being out of uniform pearly gray seamless, shine bright summer colors.

The second is that in pointing out other blogs I feel as happy as if they had told me that tomorrow I can work with flexible hours from Copacabana Beach. I do not know if you get the idea.

The rules of the Sunshine Award are as follows.

- write a post for the prize (fatto!)

- increased to 12 blogs that we deserve (do not know if I have 12. But as they say, few but good)

- put the link of the selected blog

- notify the winners

So below are my winners:

The Muffin Man? Yes, the Muffin Man - because we have seen it grow and got me back the urge to write, writing, and because we have known better

2.0 Dad - because I was winning, but mainly because even if there we became friends we have never seen

organized confusion - why is Mr. Big. No need to say more, so I read minds, so he already knows everything

Cheeba Seventy Two - because I like what he writes and how he writes, and although at first there seemed we also have things in common

Radio Cole - who uses irony to describe the facts in the newspapers, and his stories

Chronicles city - because the Roman humor is unparalleled, and my roots call me

Paperoga and around - because I post every day improves. And it tastes good film

ASL for fun - because reading is like reading my thoughts, but better written

pan. - because if I read it in my office look bad for all the laughs that I do without being able to hide

Yes, darling. Life sucks - because it is a real writer, and writes from God. And why is Puglia.

And finally, the song in my head when I think part of the word "sunshine".

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the day of the birthday of my August father

I speak of yet another Valentine's useless.

I could write about my beloved father, in honor of her birthday.

But no, I must, I have a frog on my stomach and I want to share it.

I've been to Pescara on the weekend and I traveled with Ryanair.

I state that in general hate the low-cost airlines as much as I love the traditional airlines. I love to travel by plane, is the only means of transport on which I have never suffered, I like to push the seat back in time to take-off and from that feeling when you ride the wheels off the ground. And then the fact that the distances are almost canceled, travel by other means that would last 12 hours reduced to a couple of hours of flight. Air travel for me has always been a time when being pampered, that I have something to drink, something to read and something to eat, where I can recline the seat and get me a nap, where stewards are gentle guardian angels and discrete.

That's why I love the planes.

And that's why I hate the low cost airlines, particularly Ryanair. Meanwhile

to begin with, when you book, they begin to spam e-mail: confirmation of booking, confirmation and reminder of all the extra services that you have not booked but you may book with discounts to customers Ryanair, confirmation and reminder that you need to check in online within 4 hours before departure, pay a fine of € 40 (!!!) for the issuance of boarding passes at the airport: I believe that cost little, expensive low-cost airline, just everything to me! And if I had the opportunity to check in online? If my printer was broken, the PC was molten, or 120 years, and I do not even know what a computer?

However, already several days before departure, I had broken the boxes and found them unbearable. But it was nothing, it was just the beginning.

The nightmare number two is the baggage; transcribe from one of the many e-mails: "On any flight Ryanair and 'strictly permitted one carry-on baggage per passenger (excluding infants), the maximum weight of 10 kg and no larger than 55 cm x 40 cm x 20 (your purse, briefcase 24 hours, laptop computers, shopping bag, camera etc must be included in hand luggage allowed ). To load the luggage in the hold you have to pay extra, of course: " If you arrive at the boarding gate with more 'of a carry-on baggage or hand luggage that exceeds the size or weight restrictions, We reserve the right to cancel the reservation and to deny boarding or if possible, the passenger will be 'subject to charge a fee equal to EUR35/GBP35 airport to transport the baggage in the aircraft hold . "fly over the genius of the newborn treated to a additional bag. I have already argued that a woman has difficulty in composing the so-called purse. I sweated and reduces the size of the bag and took off essential items that I was sure I would have served, I had to brush up my skills of champion of Tetris to be able to fit it all in a suitcase and leave the necessary space for the laptop and the bag. But I did. If I had done I would have given up stories to go, I think, but will not give them damned 35 € extorted with blackmail. Also blindside you well for a ride on the publishing in-flight magazine, enthusiastically, that the airline with the fewest lost bags, where it is clear that virtually no one on board luggage in the hold. But what I take to fool? How do you lose your baggage that is always with me?

, however, solved the problem of spam, that of online check-in, the baggage, the race remains in place. Yes, because the seats are not assigned, which can also be functional in England or in other Nordic countries ordered and adherent to the rules, but it is madness in Italy where we are only just learning to respect the code. It begins by queuing at the gate, twenty minutes before the open, after which snaps in place of the race, going merrily on the feet of others with the trolley (and there you understand why the weight limit of 10 kg). Obviously you can not travel by foot, at least for now (but Ryanair is looking at ways , and no joke), so everyone has a seat, the problem is that after a while ' run out of places to hand baggage, which are then stored in the hold to treason.

When you have found a place for you and your loved luggage, think you can relax, maybe take a nap even though the seat recliner-style third-class compartment of the train. He will not even offer you a glass of tap water, 'sti beggars, you pay for! But no, after the communications ritual begins a never-ending litany fired at full volume with which the senior cabin crew shows you the whole menu (for a fee) from door to door, all the articles duty free, one by one, and shows you all cash prizes and lottery scratchcards. To search for peace from the intrusive voice raised to levels never used the iPod volume risking a permanent injury to the eardrums, and see the moment of landing like a mirage that always happen too late. When he finally touched the ground, you can just run out of the airplane with a rapidity not think I can have running in an attempt to put between you and that infernal company with the greatest distance in the shortest possible time.

Then, suddenly, a flash. And you realize: what for? Tomorrow, with the return trip, we reply.

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During the Christmas holidays I developed a mild dependency programs Real Time, and when I found out I also get that channel in my house without central antenna are mad with joy.

My favorite is definitely " But how you dress?! . I really like to see how they change the people who move in the able hands of Carla and Enzo, is something that makes you think "then there is hope for everyone."

I also like to take inspiration from the ideas of course offering, and the weeks that do not wear heels with a height less than 7 cm. I think I suffered a mild brainwashing. I also thought of dressing badly for a couple of weeks and ask friends and relatives to testify that they are not quite capable of dressing properly in no time, in order to be covered from head to foot from my two heroes.

Given then that is a big fan of the program, which I appreciate very ever that would reconcile the shoes to bags, giving the reason that Mom has always considered it a habit to be provincial, but I have to move some objections that look on their proposed disciples. The look

dd / work: Proposals that do are always impeccable, but they make me die laughing when they assume that only one bag is big enough. I now that I decline to schiscetta in the office from 3 to 2 bags, I go around with the ease of a Himalayan Sherpas dragging a heavy bag computer giant and a bag containing wallet, documents, two phones, business cards, a clutch bag with essential items, a pouch for make-up, an unknown number of USB keys, an unknown number of cocoa butter and lip gloss and lipstick , house keys, two cloth bags for shopping, a biro and a fountain pen, hair clips, candy by the throat, chocolates for the drop in sugar, storage for glasses and I do not know how many other things.

Here, according to Carla and Enzo, already overloaded in this bag I'm supposed to get even with the laptop on the charger, calendar and other amenities. So, I propose or the bag like the one made with the magic carpet Mary Poppins, or me - and, I believe, for any girl who works and stays out all day - walking around with only one bag is obviously a goal unattainable.

The look of leisure: then, if I have to go for a coffee in an elegant center of the pastry with a friend, there is that I get dressed up. I do not question, or rather, I argue that the marriage (assuming that in that case we can speak of "free time") you should go dressed elegantly. But if I bring my son to roll around in a park, I go there in jeans and sneakers, and do not admit discussion. One of the gauges of elegance is also the know how to dress as the occasion, and be too refined during a trip country is out of place as much as occur in flip-flops and shorts at the Opera. There is nothing I hate more than seeing those women who put the heel 12 to go for a walk or go to the beach or go shopping on Sunday morning (and in the latter case, you are always on my path as they walk by the Chinese bound feet, and I wish I had taken the truck to run over them).

Finally, look for evening. In my closet there are a few evening gowns. Opportunities to use them: zero, and I'm young and I live in a big city. They say, "but when your husband takes you out / when you go out with friends you should definitely wear this," showing a dress that would be good for the first of the Scala.

Now I say: OK, if you're dealing with someone who actually attend social evenings at a certain level. But if you live in or Scurcola Marsicana Spinetta Marengo, 250 inhabitants in the tourist season, where the apex of the jet is to go with my husband in a pizza place from which one comes out smelling of fried food, or with a group of friends on a farm to kill for food I want to say what the hell I've got to make apparel from great evening slit neckline and jewel-heeled sandals and 14?

... And what good taste is with you ...

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There's nothing like a weekend of sunshine to lift your lower morale.

Friday I really felt "yuck" and I was convinced to stay for a few succumb to the gastrointestinal virus that is claiming victims around, and very close to me. I was also convinced, as I was unlucky, that I felt terrible all weekend and then be in shape on Monday morning, just in time to go to work.
But I did not want to succumb to my fate, then sucking licorice at full blast, I bravely went to take the Ballerina and we fearlessly direct to brasserie where the specialties are the most popular mussels. Ok, but are not brave enough to take the desired cocotte of moules à la crème ... I ate the meat (a good stew), I did not tempting fate too much.

Back home, I took a nice Plasil, I expected it to come down and I went to bed happy as never before.

Saturday morning I was much better, the sun shone, the temperature was spring. About three o'clock in the afternoon I decided to go home a day like this was really a pity and I went shopping. Here, in fact I just need some eyeliner, and are out of Coin with two necklaces, a set of bracelets, a ring, two suits and a pair of pants. Size 42. I was so proud to go in the sun seemed to shine even more radioso.Non matter that I have the strong suspicion that the label is wrong.

the program for the evening included a surprise party organized by Massimo Decimo Meridio grilling in honor of the birthday of the Princess.

I am happy to be gone for several reasons. The first, of course, was pleased to return and celebrate their presence at my birthday. But there is another more personal reason: among all the people present there was no one I knew really well, some I had seen them only once, some even never. The shy twelve year old inside of me was terrified of getting out, terrified of ending up sitting alone in a corner to do upholstery. You know, fortune favors the bold, and have been rewarded. On people who already knew I had no doubt, people are very nice, but the other guests were all very friendly and I found myself immediately at ease. The cake was delicious, the surprise is managed well and the evening flew away quickly, as always when you're having fun.

So after a quiet Sunday in which I have devoted to rest and cleaning the house, I'm ready to start the week. The sun continues to shine, the work is not particularly onerous, the temperature is pleasant. And then when

Paola Maughan at 8:30 in the morning puts you Dire Straits, the day starts just fine.

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"Effe, but you can always enjoy those assholes?"

"Conscience, I can not help it, the good guys bore me,"

"Effe, but enough, but 'sti assholes you find them all?"

"Cici, you're right, it's not my fault, you make me laugh"

Yes. You know that cliché that a friend maybe some 'loser in love will always reproached "I do not find much to you because no women like bastards." And you trying to convince him that no, it is true that all women like bastards, for example, you never want to be with an asshole, and he is such a wonderful certainly will not take long to find someone who truly loves him, who appreciate the kindness, generosity, intelligence, humor and other invaluable qualities he possesses.

The result probably is that he is still single, and you too, because after your last story worthy of the name, in recent years have lost my mind for people who all your friends call "bastards" who do not even consider remotely or you considered but as a hobby and nothing more, or at least as a friend with benefits.

And while you lose sleep and appetite of Bellucci fucked up that you were laughing out loud and with whom they had much in common, there was that nice guy, maybe a bit 'so maybe not too bright, that he looked heart-shaped. And you you will not even notice, or better, were doing pretend not to know it, because you do not care. And that chain was created, with him chasing you, chasing the little shit, chasing another bitch more about him. because there is always someone more asshole in the lead.

And so, without realizing it, you're finished at the foot 'into the same cliches.

not that always goes wrong, of course. There are good days - the ones where you do not think you deserve more, and just take what comes - and bad days, when the whole stronzaggine the situation there it is obvious that a tower in the middle of a plain.

In those days I'll kill you Lyrics tears in veins-loop, no longer satisfied with what they get because they are on average slaps or punches in the stomach. You feel as

stopped at a bus stop, waiting for the same bus. That sometimes passes in front, stops, the driver is smiling, he puts his finger button to open the doors and your heart screams "I'm going to go up" and the brain whispers "do not believe it until I'm on board." And the brain has always, always, always right.

In fact, the driver withdrew his finger from the button and starts leaving there on the sidewalk. Maybe you chase a little, 'but you can not run after him forever, or jump on board if the doors do not open, not you Rambo. Then go back sadly at your stop.

Hoping skim. And maybe in the meantime you distracted looking at the cars passing by, someone gives you a lift to stop after, but eventually you put it back and wait still the same damn fucking bus.

"Love, that exempts no one beloved from loving."

Bullshit.

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I am convinced that the revolution will ignite from small things.

Perhaps in spite of good intentions not to make resolutions for the new year so as not to create me then that would be frustrated expectations, they are actually waiting for the breakthrough. That era, which must come by chance, and like a tsunami has revolutionized my life.

Others were anxious at such a prospect, but I'm worried about the impatience of living this change. It's like when you dream of being chased and you know that your tracker is somewhere near you, you can not see it but you know there, you're not even sure that has intentions, whether good or bad, and you have a little ' afraid to meet him but at the same time want to take you to see what happens and stop waiting unnerving.

In short, even if my life I do not mind it runs too flat and predictable, always equal to itself from a long time now, and I need to change.

on those very large, independent of my will and dependent only on the case or very rare and special alignment of planets, of course I did not say. So to start I started to change the little things that I can decide myself.

Nevertheless I am a woman, then the most natural thing was from the outside. Then the men who do not understand, they think it's something purely superficial, but no, the external change is the culmination of an internal change more or less conscious.

Returning to the specific case, the first step for me was to buy a new pair of glasses, a frame a bit 'heavier than my usual, a beautiful dark green. I've seen from a distance, I tried it, and, satisfied with the effect, I bought it.

The second was a radical change cutting of hair. Very radical, since the hair in curls, I get between the shoulder blades. Now they barely cover the neck.

When were anchestati stretched to the hairdresser, so it looks really a different person, to the point that my friends (friends for 15 years, not the day before yesterday) have been hard to recognize.

What a beautiful feeling, I like to look in the mirror and see me differently.

Now, I call on hold. Maybe while I wait to kill time I'll do a little 'shopping.

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Lack of time is making my poor blogghino lose weight, but I can not take today for what not to write something:

To my beloved sister, my consciousness by definition, my mirror, my exact opposite, my touchstone and my model is different as white from black, yet indispensable as the day or night, lawyer judge and jury, audience and critics, comic shoulder and shoulder to cry on, and I could go on almost all 'infinite but anyway, long story short:

Happy birthday, even if late, with all the love that a sister is capable of.

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Last night was the schedule, as often happens, shamefully poor, but these are the evenings that make me appreciate the transition to digital terrestrial. Despite the widespread devastation, the end is something to see on TV is.

On Rai Movie have made a film, "In Good Company," which in reality had already passed in the first tv no more than two weeks ago, but I had not seen. In Actually I saw it only because I've always liked Dennis Quaid and because there was nothing objectively better.

Boys. Given that I do not think that will go down in history as a cornerstone of the filmography of the 2000s, and most positive impression may be due to the absence of expectations, I must admit to being surprised: the dialogue was pretty funny, and despite the simplicity Plot I liked that the ending was not obvious, which has frustrated my expectations Saputelli.

The story is, in outline: the magazine in which Dan / Dennis Quaid worked as a sales manager is absorbed by a multinational communications giant. My beloved Dennis finds himself demoted in the pecking order and put that as head of Carter / Topher Grace (near which a loser might seem like a young Tobey Maguire Mickey Rourke), a guy with half his age and zero experience. This poor man is forced by management to staff reductions, which obviously does not help him to become the idol of the subject in the magazine, is planted by his wife after only seven months of marriage, and especially think about it further mess of his life falling in love with Alex / Scarlett Johansson, the daughter of Dan / Dennis.

Meanwhile, Dan / Dennis lit a second mortgage to afford to churn out his wife the third unexpected child and send Alex / Scarlett at the prestigious New York University, and ultimately adapts to a compromise so as not to leave home in the middle of a road, as would any good father, but when he discovers that his boss also has a young his affair with the ungrateful daughter Alex, regained some dignity punches him. The protests that he loves her boss, whereupon she behaves like a man and the spring because they do not want to commit (wow! Feminism to the Rescue?). In all, there is also scheduled a meeting with the owner of the corporation, the chief of chiefs, meeting at which Dan raises a number of uncomfortable questions, like "if we are a big family because you did lay off half dei collaboratori per avere facili guadagni?". Per farla breve, rischia di perdere il posto, ma grazie alla sua esperienza di venditore, alla conoscenza dell'animo umano, e alla collaborazione di Carter riesce a chiudere un grosso affare e a salvare entrambi dal licenziamento. Tutto per poi scoprire che la multinazionale ha rivenduto la rivista e che mentre Carter viene mandato via, lui riottiene il suo posto di direttore vendite.

A questo punto onestamente da un tale polpettone di buoni sentimenti, famiglie perfette, e "anche gli stronzi hanno un'anima", mi aspettavo che Dan riassumesse Carter come suo braccio destro. E infatti Dan ci prova, propone a Carter di tornare a lavorare con lui ma con i ruoli invertiti. E Carter lo ringrazia per aver found time to teach him some things craft, inform the assurance of his esteem, but refuses the offer.

Prime twist: the young man takes a step back rampant. After an emotional farewell between the two, a scene a bit 'type' for me you are the father / son I never had, "but without words, thanks to a successful lighting of the writers, Carter goes away, and come Those who encounter the ground floor? Already, he meets Alex, who are going to find my father. Here is an exchange of jokes a bit 'embarrassed between the two, but feels that there is love and who I really am glad that they had reviewed. Again, at this point one expects him to take another elevator to pursue it, or who face 47 floors of stairs just to tell you that still loves her and that feeling was not a passenger. But no. According

twist: she gets, he goes away. He goes to Los Angeles and the last scene is jogging on the beach while talking on the phone with Dan who has just given the news of the birth of third daughter.

And all this is to say that a film is based on at least 50% final.

beach at sunset, he running from which the loser and leaves more and more.

Finish.

Credits.

Beautiful.

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