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  • Surprisingly polite...

    I found it.
    On my previous post I've put a photo of a nice plate of snails, calling them a delicacie. :>>

    I was expecting revolting, disgusted comments... but surprisingly nobody mention it.|-|

    I'm just guessing my friends are too polite.:))

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  • Worryingly numb

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  • Me today.

    littlestuart

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  • Look what you are missing!

    its-raining-in-liverpool

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  • Shame

    Shame on me for last night posted song! What was I thinking? Okay, I was drunk, but still.:))
    Shoot me!

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  • In My Daughter's Eyes

  • Happy Birthday Jackfrost!

    You always have great pics to share with us, so I thought you'de like this one.

    You are a baby today:)

    Have a great day!

    gangsta-babies

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  • Shit shit shit!

    You reeeeally don't need to read this, but for the records dad actually has a gallbladder!!

    Fuckers!!

    Today he went to hospital to have another scan AND the gallbladder is still there!! with a 22 mm stone in it!!
    Apparently it was "hidden" and the stupid surgeon didn't see it! And just decided to assume that it has been removed in a previous operation!

    Why, oh why didn't he see the scans before it's beyond believe!

    That means he needs to go under the knife...AGAIN!!!!:'(

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  • Professionals Test

    You probably have done this test before, it's not new, but as I am going to be away for a week and my last posts are not exactly cheerful and I have nothing funny to say at the moment and I'm too busy (as you can see) packing, I'll say, do this test and see how many points you get.

    And see you soon. :wave:

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    This quiz consists of four questions that tells you whether or not you are qualified to be a professional. SCROLL DOWN FOR THE ANSWERS. There is no need to cheat. The questions are not that difficult. You just need to think like a professional.

    1. How do you put a giraffe into a refrigerator?
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    The correct answer is: Open the refrigerator, put in the giraffe and close the door. This question tests whether or not you are doing simple things in a complicated way.

    2. How do you put an elephant into a refrigerator?
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    Incorrect answer: Open the refrigerator, put in the elephant, and close the door.
    Correct answer: Open the refrigerator, take out of the giraffe, put in the elephant and close the door. This question tests your foresight.

    3. The Lion King is hosting an animal conference. All the animals attend except one. Which animal does not attend?
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    Correct answer: The elephant. The elephant is in the refrigerator! This tests if you are capable of comprehensive thinking. OK, if you did not answer the last three questions correctly, this one may be your last chance to test your qualifications to be a professional.

    4. There is a river that is known to have many crocodiles in it. How do you cross it?

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    Correct Answer: Simply swim across it. All the crocodiles are attending the animal meeting!

    That completes the test!

    This question tests your reasoning ability. So...

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    If you answered four out of four questions correctly, you're a true professional. Wealth awaits you.
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    If you answered three out of four, you have some catching up to do but there's hope for you.
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    If you answered two out of four, consider a career as a hamburger flipper in a fast food joint.
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    If you answered one out of four, try selling your organs. It's the only way you will ever make any money.
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    If you answered none correctly, consider a career that does not require any higher mental functions at all, such as management, politics, law or medicine.

  • New Year's day 1984

    It's New year's day and I'm pregnant.

    For that reason we didn't go out to celebrate New years Eve.
    I mean last time I was pregnant I lost my baby, we can't take any chances, so I'm being a good girl.

    As always we went out for a meal with the inlaws and family.

    The restaurant had a lovely view and from were I was sitting I could see an orange tree full of oranges.
    So for dessert I asked for oranges...but the ones outside staring at me.:)

    The waiter thought I was crazy obviously, he said: But we have oranges in the restaurant!

    But I was very determined and after explaining that I was pregnant and I had to have "those" and behaving like a 5 year old, he finally gave up.

    So, yes the poor guy got on a ladder and did it...for me!

    We went home so I could rest. At night I went to the toilet and started feeling something very weird...my baby fell off on my hands! Another miscarriage!

    Hubby took me to hospital and I stayed there for 24 hours in pain...a lot of pain...totally heartbroken.

    Arrived home, went to bed. Next morning, hubby goes out to buy food. He didn't take long. After a few minutes he enters our bedroom crying compulsively.

    Love, Bruno died! and his sister and his dad. Car accident.

    Bruno was a seven year old boy that mother-in-law had been taking care of since he was a baby.
    He was the sweetest child I've ever knew.
    As I lived with the in laws for 2 years after getting married, I kinda of "adopted" him. He was like a little brother to hubby.

    It was the hardest time of my life.

    At the time I was working as a nursery nurse. But I just couldn't be back to work, I just couldn't.

    I felt in a deep depression and just looking at a child in the streets was enough to make me start crying out loud.
    Mind you working surronded by them all day.

    But things weren't going well in the nursery. The owner was in so much debt he run away to Venezuela!

    So my colleagues decided to take over the business and carry on working.
    My good friend and colleague Madalena called me and said,we have to talk!

    I was seriously debilitated and kinda of took offense but went there.

    All my kiddies were so happy to see me, but I had tears in my eyes!

    She was very straightforward!
    I know what happened to you was bad, but basically get over it!
    Life goes on! Stop feeling sorry for yourself!
    We need you here, but we need you now!
    It's up to you, or you come back to work tomorrow or you are out!

    I was spechless! After all, it was me who got her the job in there!

    But I went back next day, I needed the money and it's not easy finding a job, specially a job you love.

    After a few months I realised Madalena was actually a very good friend and all she did was on purpose to get me out of the house and the depression.

    Sometimes you have to hear what you don't want to hear, to wake up and find yourself.

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  • Dad.

    My dad is going to hospital tomorrow.
    He's having his vesicula removed.
    Normal proceding evrybody says.
    Not quite thought...unfortunately.

    21 years ago he was also in hospital having part of his stomach and intestine removed.
    The operation didn't go so well.
    As he has a rare type of blood and is allergic to penincilin and almost all other types of medicine.

    He had to have a second operation...and a third one.

    His tummy looks like a road map.
    He fought for life for a long agonizing time.

    I stayed on his side in shifts between mum and sis.
    One day I arrived in hospital and the nurse looked at me and said:
    You can't go in there, I'm sorry. He's dying.

    I begged her to go in and she said, only to give him a kiss and leave.

    I left the hospital and went to a "spiritist?" .
    Not that I believe , but I was in despair.
    She knew nothing about me or him, but and without me saying a word, she described in detail what he was going through.

    And said only a miracle could safe him.
    And prayed for him.
    And so did we.

    Next day he started recovering, slowly, but recovering.

    He was only 45 at the time and he had to retire.

    He's not been healthy since, but the day he left the hospital, he swore he would never go in again.

    So tomorrow is the day. I'm glad he phoned me today to let me know, but devasted I'm not there supporting him and mum.

    Be strong dad, everything is going to be fine. Love you so much, You're my hero!

  • Films and actors.

    I realised that when you find an actor/actress attractive/hot, it's probably because of the film you are watching or watched.
    And that means that probably you actually had a thing for the character, not for the actor.

    I love Richard Gere, but it's because I loved "An Officer and a Gentleman"

    I love Brad Pitt, because I so felt in love with Tristan from "Legends of the fall".

    And Patrick Swayze because of Johnny! :)

    Who do you have the hots for? :DD

  • Rant finished.

    In general I am a big fan of the 60's music.
    I'm sure I would have been a hippie if I have lived in that era.

    So to finalize my melancolic day, this is what I want!!

    Back to the present now!

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  • My way.

    I'm in a mood today...
    This is my favourite song ever. Sang by Elvis is so much more meaningful.

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  • Once upon a time in America...

    ...South America,more precisely I was happy.

    I lived in a 4th floor apartment in a condominium.
    I had the most amazing views.

    From the lounge we could see whole the city and from the kitchen,well I had the previlege of seeing most unbelivable sunsets.

    We had a swimming pool for adults and one for children, a barbecue area, a playground for the kiddies, a party salon that had a table tennis and private parking.

    We had a doorman/security guard 24 hours.

    I had a cleaner,that would come every day and do all the housework.

    I also had my own studio where I could paint and smoke like a chimney anytime without bothering the family.

    We were members of this place: http://www.thermasdovale.com.br/piscinas.asp

    I lived just 80 miles from this: http://gosouthamerica.about.com/cs/southamerica/a/BraIlhabela.htm

    At the weekends,if we had nothing else to do we would go to a "chacara",a place like this: http://www.temporadasp.com.br/temporadasaojosedoscampos.html ,and have a barbecue with friends.

    Just for the record, no we weren't rich. Just a typical working class family.

    What am I doing here?
    Good question...very good question.

    On man,I miss Brazil.:(

    Going to bed now and dream.

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  • Kenyan women to boycott sex !

    http://siku-moja.blogspot.com/2009/04/g10-kenyan-women-caucus-calls-for-1.html

    Now,that is what I call good strategie!!

    :))

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