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Bidou Bidou ...

Tonight I breakdown, I'm disappointed, I'm sad ...

But above all, to stay a bit consistent, a little jump in time needed.

Bdoiinnng * * (yes, yes, a jump in the time it makes that noise there, perfect!).

Italy, Assisi, July. It's nice and warm (except when it rains), the hotel is nestled in the old city, between the walls, cobbled streets wind ... (but there's a dirt chicken in the house of face that cries all the time).
antipasti, pizza, pasta, Gelati, cappuccino ... everything is delicious.

The sky is so blue, city, medieval and beautiful.

was biiiiieeen!

Small Pictures:




Yeah yeah I'm the fart, so what? You want to fight?

After this little nostalgic return to days of happiness, back to today, and let me complain about my woes privileged little girl.

You're still here? Very good.

So my misfortunes: we decided to buy an apartment, a T3, the market is to have good negotiations, and therefore the possibility of getting a good deal. After a few weeks

research (at least 2! But at bottom, every day, it does not appear when we try us!) was hung on a terraced house of 75 sqm, garden of 23m ², covered terrace, garage, toilet, laundry, large lounge / kitchen on the ground floor, three bedrooms and bathroom upstairs.

After negotiations, it would be possible to create a bathroom upstairs, and in addition will have one pipe for a chimney! The Dream!

Except that the Dream, already near a railway line (but means nothing eh), well, thanks to a rich idea of this fucking bullshit Region will meet at 250 meters of a road for trucks.

Hatred. I hate.

If ever you buy, we never will sell ...

We'll stay in our little cozy 37m ² ... FOR NOW!

Let it be said, hunting for housing is open!

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Heart Murmur In Puppy

Bidou Bidou Back! Lasciatemi cantare

Bidou Bidou ...

* Let's pretend this blog was not full of dust and cobwebs. A shot Pschiiiit and presto! *

Next Friday (nah not tomorrow, the one after), to uh .... fior, very soon I am flying (flying, my wings have yet to flare) for Italy (See previous post, dating back at least ouhhh all this) music. And that's cool.

Because I flush cap to work, and rain (the South West's green and it's not without reason). But above all this trip was the perfect excuse to buy dresses. Ui easter is not messing around, the ragazza over there they have class, innate, so I had some stuff to defend myself.

short, so I made the purchase of not one, not two, but not less than five dresses, yes Maryyyseee is wonderful, but there's only three of wearable out there are other dresses beach.

I also (FINALLY) offered a nice hat! A brimmed straw from Italy (more on this).

Well ok, go, I'll watch one:


is the one I wear for baptism, because it is also the longest, they laugh not with decency in the churches over there !

But the best better "early birthday gift (and yes, sadi I would be old.)

(yes I love it, and I am nice inside, but no you will not see my head!)

On this become the old I am, going to bed.

Goodnight monsters!

And remember, "BIDOU BIDOU!

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Best Under The Bed Treadmills

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Bidou Bidou!

Ah Italy! Scooters, Ducati, the bella ragazza, ice cream, pizza, pasta, espresso, lemoncello (yes I'm greedy enough ...), heat, sun, dolce vita, all that!

These images (Epinal I say!) Are those that come to mind when one mentions the word "Italy". Then come

evocations of cities such as Florence (the capital of art!), Venice (the capital of love), Milan (Fashion Capital), Rome (the capital of Italy ... ben) and ... POSITIONS!

Audience beautiful, the beautiful Audience, where there are churches ....

Yippee! la dolce vita this?

Yes, because I must tell you, we'll have to go to Italy the weekend of July 14, (I can hear you, what a chore oulah, go to Italy this summer, but expect more! ) for a baptism. My darling love

is the future godfather of the little Valentine, who has a mother of Italian origin (a mama what), and the baptism will take place in Italy, at Assisi.

All I know is that of Assisi is not far from Perugia, near the sea, with churches.

But I also know it will be hot (and handsome, he forced rain never see in Italy is known), it Will there ice creams, pizzas and pastas, and true! (If it is I will not even love), I'd be a long weekend, I'll be able to wear thin dresses, a hood, (I even bought a range in case), but not too light because you have not shocking, it's not the coast here is quite conservative ... So nice!

Anyway I will celebrate my 26 years (a little late, admittedly) and especially my two years with my love of choupinage choupi. Italy. What could be more romantic?

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