How Do I Know My Period Is Over

STOMP!

complemese Saturday was the potato. 6 months round round! So 'we decided to give her a present! A night out on holiday, but not with us ... grandmother (my mom) ... so in reality 'the gift that we are there we will devote an evening and a night of continuous sleep! What good parents eh?! We shot the gift to our pro .. but depending on your point of view not? So 'we delivered the package patata con duecento borse e borsette alla nonna e dopo un'oretta di spiegazioni sugli orari e le abitudini della piccola siamo stati invitati a levarci dai tre passi per iniziare questa serata a 2! Pazzesco come ad oggi, poter stare due minuti da soli col proprio compagno e poter fare anche delle semplici cose riprendano un gusto ed un'importanza enormi.. Ma io avevo premeditato un po' di piu' e invece di lasciare il programma al caso, avevo acquistato qualche settimana prima un paio di biglietti per gli STOMP al Teatro Verdi (Firenze). Eravamo molto stanchi, assonnati e saremmo stati quasi per prendere le pizze dal Pugi e stravaccarci sul nostro scomodissimo divano a vedere un film (giusto per dire l'ho visto, perche' in realta' ci addormentiamo ai titoli iniziali and we wake up to the end credits ..) Anyway we decided to go 'cause the tickets were also cost 37 euro a head because' drew heels, jeans, bracelets and a little 'make-up, he pulls out the super banana, (ah ah ah ...) (do not think bad ... I meant bananas on his head, the bunch!) and jelly coat and go very light with only a small clutch bag in his hand (me, not him of course) that does not seem true! Are immediately placed on the machine (see post incredibile. .. "I want smart") and being ahead we eat a real Neapolitan pizza from "Vincenzino. Let this little review: Do not ask me how you really call the pizza 'cause we know it has always been the name of Vincenzino, ie pizza, true Neapolitan with golden hands in the sense that churns out more 'pizza night that he can not imagine the place and' little and it 'just around the corner next to the Green Vivoli ice cream, pizza making are only 3: margherita, marinara and Naples seems to me, to drink there are only 2 or 3 things .. you should see the line that there is 'out' cause of course does not take reservations but in half an hour wanting to eat a good pizza is high and only spend a dime! Not bad .. and 20 and enter the 'already' full, but a vacant table peck on the fly, at 20.30 when we go out, there are about 40 people waiting .. crazy .. and the beautiful and 'waiting for hours really well! Anyway coming back to us, we make ourselves comfortable in our place pensando che appena calera' la luce in teatro ci addormenteremo uno sulla spalla dell'altro.. magari anche con la bavetta alla bocca da sonno profondo. Non ci siamo informati granche' sullo spettacolo ma era da tanto che vedevamo i cartelloni nelle varie citta' in cui siamo stati e a NY ci hanno chiesto tipo 100 dollari per vederli percio' avevamo rinunciato.. Inizia lo spettacolo e con nostro stupore quello che vediamo e' un divenire di emozioni, percussioni, movimenti sensuali, ironia e teatralita'. I ballerini/acrobati (anche se e' riduttivo chiamarli solo cosi') trasformano scope, bidoni, lavandini, bastoni o il battito delle loro e delle nostre mani in un ritmo contagioso. Non ci sono parole nello spettacolo ma vi assicuro che non ne servono, in pratica sounds are transformed into a symphony of confusion urban fun and exciting. It 's like if you gave life to mundane everyday objects, turning them into "voices" ironic and overwhelming. The show lasts an hour and a half and it takes a lot. We just watch it all in one breath.
We carry a sentence I read a review of Stomp that struck me:
"... Free, through rhythm, sounds more 'common and therefore more' unknown contemporary era ...."
These words reflect exactly what 'that the show offers. All
satisfied there we go home and sleep almost collapsing on the steps we have given away 10 hours of sleep, ROW .. crazy .. divine .. heavenly!
Grazie Stomp e soprattutto grazie mamma!


( Patata scusaci per non aver passato con te la serata dei tuoi 6 mesi ma pensa che quando sarai grande i tuoi genitori potranno raccontarti un sacco di cose...!)

                                                  
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Love Match With The Same Birthday

I want the Smart!

Last Friday, we found a perfect babysitting. My dad has offered to hold potato! We had a birthday dinner so perfect! We prepare early, rush home at 18. The situation was as follows: You (hubby) Bibe run and prepare to take to the grandfather, while I hold the potato with one arm, I choose the clothes to the other, then I'm in the shower and you keep the potato (now c 'has a period that no one wants to be ... and to hear her desperate cry with tears for fear of "I've got a desire, then who ever does not feel loved and makes me all when in old age will catch me with my arm to go down the stairs and pulls me maybe some spittle in the meal before going down!) then I'll set up her purse while you give yourself to the hair gel .. then loaded everything into the car: potato bag for two hours of vacation with his grandparents, sweaters and jackets for us because running up and down the house we are sweaty as we were in the Caribbean and there is no 'time off to see if is cold or not, so it all away in the car so 'if necessary we dress in layers like all'elementari .. (oh god sorry I've got a flash! Do you remember the game sbarbacipolla?? One would begin to sit on a chair or on a wall, then another went neck to him and then another and another .. up to be a pile of children deficient type 7 or 8 until the first sub did not breathe 'and barely managed to say' bbbastaaaa 'with a weak voice .. then you put one foot in front of everyone and began to pull away first while the other strongly held that because we could not stand ... we finished all moral thrown violently to the ground because usually one standing was the strongman of the class and chubby girls made her fly away in a moment .. I never put your skirt but the more I saw my companions 'underpants Memole times or Mrs. Minu' that will not tell you .. with great mockery of the males who can not wait .. sbucciatissime knees, wrists, torn to landing on the floor or garden and mega Partaccia the director of school or asylum .. the beauty was that nobody wins .. I think thinking about it today, was a perverse game of males to females with a little rubbing in the neck or to see the underpants when skirts went to air on every flight .. that's why to me I never wanted us to do "sbarbacipolla"!) anyway sorry for the digression, but my time was doing the thinking on that game ...! Returning to us, we managed to make us even corsissima two super rockabilly look .. we love your cool! In short, we try to be by my father for 18:50 so bathing, eating, sleeping, the potato in his house otherwise upset when he falls asleep in car and then slammed into the side and the '! That made perfect road map and we get very serene potato makes his bath, pajamas, dinner at 8 and sleep immediately! Super easy knowing we leave a little angel sleeping in my grandparents' house we get to chat with me and having dinner at 21.30 take everything very slowly with the mood on the weekend ... finally! So at nine to ten (sorry all the time, but are critical attention .. then I ask you ..) we start from square area of \u200b\u200bLiberty '. Now for those who are 'in Florence will be' easy to imagine the path that we did to get in via Pisana Sanfrediavino to the restaurant where they held a birthday. We were super early because 'we were already 'drinking a glass of wine while waiting for all the guests and celebrate .. So we get in the way, and that 'full of restaurants and we start with a first round but nothing no parking, very very quiet and nothing we do a second round no parking, but we are determined to stay calm because' end and 'the beginning of the week end, we have no potatoes, we are all dressed up ... we want more 'from life? A SMART !!!!! On the tenth round our faces were slowly changing .. a beautiful pink color to a purplish color Nerino .. hunger, from fear, nervousness stars, heavy air .. horn at the slightest move of the mainsail near a traffic light .. beginning to see the monsters in the sense that the people become the Friday ' evening and even to park and 'willing to sell his grandmother .. we see desperate people living in those parts and make the post from 19 to a place also in the vicinity 'of crosswalks, people who put the dog stopped at one point asking him to hold his place training them to bite anyone who tries to blow the coveted minute space ... mothers to frighten even bring empty cradles in plain sight, hoping that someone may lead the way .. children everywhere that they park on top of each other .. fools, madmen .. Nevruz and 'normality' in comparison to what 'is happening on Friday' night on the streets of downtown, (I think every city ') .. therefore 'moral of the story, at 21.50 we had still not found a c. .. or place, hubby pick up the phone e praticamente urlando avverte i commensali che noi ce ne andavamo via perche' dopo piu' di 50 minuti di ricerca in effetti e' troppo anche per me....e poi purtroppo dopo un'ora e mezzo quasi, dobbiamo riprendere patata e in effetti non ci saremmo manco messi a tavola.. percio' sconsolati, arrabbiati, affamati e in grande ritardo, ci mangiamo un boccone al volo da un'altra parte, soli soletti.. dopo un bicchiere di vino la prendiamo a ridere, eravamo un po' ridicoli e molto buffi.... ma alla fine ci siamo goduti le nostre due ore di freedom!

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