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Paris ... Who is it??

I was in Paris, one of the most beautiful cities in Europe in the truest sense of the word!
Paris is magnificent, with its palaces, with its architecture, with its streets always neat, clean and wash. Never a trash bag out of place and if you see litter on the ground, it makes you feel bad to you, you're a visitor, not an inhabitant.
In Paris there is the sun even when it rains. Sun illuminating the ancient buildings, all of the same architect (apparently, the style is that!), Next to structures ipermoderne, but already part of the city's past, always turned to the future. And what you see do not mind, but is constantly full.
Paris is the center of the world, there is an incredible collection of racial diversity as an Italian and you feel really small.
What's more, there is a set of feelings and emotions that you feel just walking through the city, almost indescribable, that overcomes you and you are the first to observe insignificant details because the case did not c'avevi and want to take with you, in your memory, all that you are before his eyes.
But as every coin there is always a flip side: I have seen people camped out on the street who sleep and live well, to the day and the generosity of passers-by, at least not indifferent to those who pass.
Baskets are circles with green transparent bags of loose, ugly to behold, and if not properly set, the road s'innonda of rubbish!
There is a bin for those who smoke! Not is assigned to a basket of cigarettes butts and ashes. You are then on the streets and sidewalks littered with cigarette butts. Even in Italy, but at least some big ashtray find it, then if people are used to walking in the ashtray, that's another story ...!

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Breakfast in bed? No really! Stories

This is the first speech of the year 20-10, and being in late February, it also seems pointless to wish me a happy new year ... ach ... I told you! Ok, let's move on. I aspettatto so simply because I had nothing to say, that my ideas were going to hell. I am a Drag "impregnated", you know! But anyway ...

morning morning (very archaic mode of expression, but the rest is the Italian language!) listening to the radio in the car and talked about breakfast in bed. Breakfast in bed ... What is this??
No, I say, breakfast in bed, have you ever made?? I think not, except when small and sick, his mother, moved and touched with pity, he took the hot milk or tea tray in bed, never to catch a cold or just because the temperature was about 40 and no sign of down. But normal things?? Also no!

But let's start from the beginning: to make us want breakfast in bed tray with folding legs that are home to the best shops and costing a bang! Obviously you need a service to "ad hoc", saucer, bowl or cup, milk jug, sugar bowl, saucer port brioche, the pebbles of butter, one for the jam, various spoons, knives and boxcutters, the glass water or orange juice, up to the potty with the flower inside. Of course everything must be very small, or instead of the tray it will take you to Piazza Navona hold everything!
But let's move on. In addition to everything you need is also the person willing to get breakfast in bed, because if you need to prepare for you and then go to bed, it means that you have every Friday, as they say! But in fact, found the person! Found it? Well, that assicurartevi we should not get up at 6:00 to go to work, I see there at 4:00 to warm up a bit 'of milk and get everything ready for you to find the tray in hand as soon as he wakes up, with the risk that you pull Wake itself, if it finds a blunt object larger, or that is a cuddly!
Above you will find a person who eats in the morning without any problems, do not tell you - "No really, if you want to see vomit?" - Which is not very rewarding, as it will kill you to prepare to bring him breakfast in bed! ! That's also remember to turn first a bit 'soft music ... not the radio, the morning part in "trumpet" by Lady Gaga on all frequencies to wake you up instantly!
But then, find everything you need, tray, crockery and colazionante, who gets the crumbs off the bed, the room in order to prevent the ants come in droves, and to prevent the next night in bed or worse sugar jam I glued up everywhere?? To you?? But you really want to hurt you, then! Pay attention to me, give yourselves a dinner!

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routine home!

Everything has become a tacit agreement, once you've learned to juggle between the strangeness of him and have reached an agreement with yours, your editing is that its (business .. what a mess!) , everything becomes normal. But obviously there
took some time!
Take the table: At the beginning you did not have time to rest the fork on the plate, the finished dish, which already had all been carefully washed, dried and put back in place exactly where it should be! For my part but, once finished lunch, it was: the first nap, then clears after a few more 'begins to wash, and once you are ascigati alone, maybe at night it puts in place .. . but then in the evening to be included, so why put them all in place? And so on.
But fortunately the habitual cohabitation, forced or willed and love, it helps you, and mixes the hysteria of him with your crazy, forming a modus operandi perfectly idyllic half way! Once accustomed
then everything is normal and indeed, if the other omits ringalluzzisci you a little something that before, ever, ever, would leave!
Obviously there are things that remain and which are terribly difficult to remove, a bit 'like the stains on the clothes ... if not the first soap a bit'..!! (Ahahaha. .. I did before! But what's funny? Mah!)
There is one thing that tickles me and that is the real reason why I wrote 'I am the poem, but nothing to complain about (I know how many there lady .. I!) me okay!
My husband (not the name of Frederick, and because I like cool ..!) , as she said a colleague of mine theater crazy like a horse (Frau Blucher! Ihihihihi!) , when you pick up the laundry from the washing machine starts, before bedtime, to turn over the socks for mettterli straight, one next to your companion. Then when I go to pick them (not always but not forbid) find those who were already upset, and those who were straight ahead, in reverse, when both and when a man and a no! To me this thing makes you smile (as I have reduced ... but I like 'easy to ..!) , because it is a typical thing for him and I would hate to see changed, but at the same time I stand a schoolteacher ( I'm the real lady Rottenmeier! ) and I note that the seam of the heel should stay inside, not outside, then if there are written, obviously you have to read straight!
How to say you're happy little ... but then they are not, the pearls of life?!