I thought about it, I think, and I'm finally are enough to collect the ball from lanciatami tortellini. The meme is 'what is turning a bit' everywhere: to tell 8 8 facts of his life. In reality 'I must admit that I take this opportunity to take part in another but that MeMe' I had not been named, was launched by The Pig Drunk , but that 'I found intriguing and that inspired me to post this photos already 'in a long time I had in mind to shoot. This second MeMe needs to photograph something if ', your body or your home, farcis know a bit'.... Well, of course I have taken something of my body and it was a picture that I wanted to make some time given a certain circumstance I will talk about 'the end of the post. I should mention another 8 people for this meme, but I think I'm one of the last still have no direct part ... so do not nominate anyone ... and now here we go: 1. one of my 'great love and' the city 'where I was born: Naples. My whole family 'of Naples, is on the side of my mother that my father'. But my parents' reasons for working in the north were forced to sopstarsi (history of many other people ...). Well, I'm just physically prorpio born in Naples in 1975 mom and dad 'lived in Milan and then after only about a year since my birth moved to Turin, the city 'where I lived all my life until 2003. Yet it's in my heart, 'a visceral love. I often feel more 'lack of Naples that of Turin, Turin, even if' I do not miss anything, I miss the loved ones who are there ', but Naples' a whole series of memories and memories related to Christmas, the family , dinners and lunches all together .... and then 'is not perhaps the city' more 'beautiful in the world?! To me '!
2. L ' love between me and my husband. Our history and 'fairly unique (but not as a love story and'?). We met back in 1996 in Mallorca on holiday, an American drifter in the various theaters of Europe with a group of street-dancers , Italian I entered the university '... you can' we understand that the future! After a trip in Italy and one of my own in Las Vegas, the story inevitably ends. For six years our paths now seem distant from each other forever. I get a letter every year, but without 'answer a bit' for the pain I had caused and also to the relationship I had with another person, a relationship that comes to term in 2003. Well right in the 2003 after qulache month, our paths cross again! Who would have thought? See you, finding love (it was never finished ...) and you decide that this you never leave 'never again'!
3. To love and 'cause you only live once, "carpe diem" , just to give a chance' to our history of putting down roots in 2003 I leave my work at the Public Relations Fiat to take my man and His career as an artist around Europe: Greece, Spain, Portugal and Spain again. There are his "assistant ".... and I have yet to finish my university studies I miss you .... just .... oooppps thesis! (For the happiness' of my mother!)
4. Leaving my Italy I also left my family and my friends. Including my dear friends, nicknamed The Lelle . Two sisters ... and I'd be more 'or less than the third! We shared so much together (even the fateful holiday in Mallorca ...), even more'.... It is not 'been easy to get away from them and I miss them every day. Thank goodness there's text messaging and Skype, which makes the distance more 'bearable! Hello Lulu .....
5. One of the most 'pleasant experiences I have lived and' was to work at a famous winery in Turin: "La Casa del Barolo" . The period and 'was short and dates back to around 2000-2001, but much and I' remains in my heart. I approached a world, the world of wine, so 'rich and so' full of fragrances, flavors, colors, combinations that I never even imagined it not been for the past months in this business and knowledge of people who still manage it .
6. The Pasta: I can not imagine my life without pasta. Of all shapes, all colors, with every type of sauce, in any type of soup or soup or cream ..... I love pasta! If a day goes by without eating it, well, the next day my body the claim. Sadness and 'here in Lanzarote the variety' of pasta shapes and 'very limited: spaghetti, linguine, bucatini, feathers, butterflies, fusilli, tagliatelle, gnocchi and ravioli Buitoni. And all the rest? Their sizes are more 'special of my favorites: Ziti (my favorite ...), maccheroncelli, paccheri, thimbles, fingering, homemade, tortiglioni, "Incredibly scialatielli ".... but I was able' to find a store occasionally has orecchiette (called Capricci ... mah!) and even trofie! And they are moments of pure joy when my eyes rest on these boxes ... I can almost smell the scents of my distant Italy!
7. For those who pass by here every now and not 'a new argument this: Shana . My dog \u200b\u200band that 'part of my life since February 9, 2002 and that among the many nicknames that I gave is the ' my little angel come down to earth. " E 'prorpio the dog that I always dreamed of having and I wanted ... When I look at her and she looks at me we can talk without saying anything. Poor, I made him spend so much: car, aircraft, crates, ferries ... has traveled the world and still will run ', but I'm sure she knows that I love and somehow pasiensa brings in all these movements. ..!
8. Well, last but not least .... EVEN from 14 weeks now, the thing most 'important and that' happened in my life: are waiting for another angel, this one comes from the sky, my Lulu tells me that I sent him my 'pope' and I have to keep quiet 'cause if they are taking care of him while my baby growing inside me! I had a little 'fear of making the news so' public .... but in the end and 'my life that I'm talking about here and what better time to share this joy? The photo shows just taken me to my 14th week of pregnancy. I hope it is the first in a series of shots that I want to do to document the changes that my body will suffer 'over the next 6 months. I'm starting to lose some 'waistline ... hope all is well!
Well, that 'what. I hope not to get too bored with my stuff ... it 's been fun for me to think what to write about my life!
A kiss to everyone!
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