Old Farts Old Tarts Bedroom

Black & White Vol.2

Author's Note: mh. Publishing this, just because I'm not ever public ... is inspired by something that I dreamed one night, as regards the setting at least.
Damn cold!
I sometimes ask myself why do I need to publish here, really XD
But never mind, it's always something, right?
I want a cup of hot chamomile ...

He opened his eyes, drawing a deep, noisy breathing, apnea was almost up to that point, and found himself staring at the brilliant blue sky.

A thick head made him tighten his jaw and fists, it was as if someone was trying to open his skull with a hole in a corkscrew.

After that the pain was reduced, he brought a hand to his face to shield his face from the sun, was surprised to find dirt and grass land.

His brain recorded the information and after a few seconds, came to the conclusion that it was in was a meadow. Not that the thing was very useful, since it lacked other essential information, such as, for example, who he was or how he got there in a meadow.

A motion of panic takes your breath away and he, as a reaction, curled up on itself.

She listened and was able to distinguish, in addition to the hum of insects, music. It was a happy and familiar melody, but there were other noises, more distant and less real: he seemed to hear someone screaming in the distance, but, however hard he tried, he could not understand what.

- Are you going to stay there much longer? - said a female voice.

He winced, standing up so suddenly, he almost ended up back on the ground.

The person who had spoken let out a chuckle. She was a girl, with hair so blond it seemed white and blue eyes so as to appear fake.

was dressed in black and white, which he did emphasize his pale complexion.

- are about to begin. - Continued, staring through the eyes of a teacher who patiently tries to restore order an unruly pupil.

The boy opened and closed his mouth a few times, but without able to say anything.

He was still trying to come to terms with her situation and had a throbbing headache and the girl, whoever she was, had to stand in line and wait his turn.

But she did not seem to have sensed this reasoning, because he grabbed my arm and began to drag in the direction from which came the music.

He tried, without great success, to resist and, for a moment, he was blinded, although the sun is behind him, the same as if someone shined a light in his eyes.

She stopped so suddenly he ran into, he turned and, with serious look, he asked

- What's your name?

He was silent a moment still, then, for the first time since he woke up in that place, he spoke, his voice hoarse and breathless:

- I have not the faintest idea.

She gave a half smile.

- a name is a bit 'long. - He said.

The boy stared at her blankly.

- It was not much of a joke, right?

- Not at all. - He said.

She shrugged her shoulders, then began to drag.

Again the boy tried to point the foot, and since he had already done it once, he decided to speak again.

- Where we'd be going? - Felt a strange taste in mouth, almost metallic.

There was no answer, but, in contrast, saw their goal.

For a hundred yards away, there were circus tents blacks and whites and a small church in a poor condition. Around the tents there were people, all dressed similarly to the girl.

The music was becoming closer and more strong.

- I never liked the circus. - He said. - The above clown. They all look so happy ... mortally

His interlocutor looked at him sideways, stopping.

- You do not remember your name, but you know you do not like clowns. Excuse me for saying so, but you should reconsider your priorities.

- Do not laugh ... not even that - he was interrupted by the sudden passage of a huge black and white ball.

- I know what's going on here? - Churches.

- There is a party. - She said. - A ceremony of welcome. - Did not seem very happy.

- For whom? - not really interested, but focus on what was definitely better not to think that the black hole was in the brain.

- A guy. It is there in the church.

- do not seem enthusiastic. - He said, looking at the church, while his brain worked tirelessly in an attempt to make sense of everything that was going on.

- No, not particularly. - She said. By moving his eyes from the welcoming committee at the door hanging off its hinges.

- Why?

- Well, I never like when new people arrive, and then that guy is not very nice. Never laughs at my jokes.

- What a horrible person. - Let him escape. The girl did not seem to mind the sarcasm, because he said, looking at him with a chuckle, as if he had just said something very funny

- Really! Come on, accompany me inside. - Not that he had much choice, since she was still holding tight to the wrist.

snorted, as he brought his free hand to his chest that had suddenly begun to ache as if someone squeezing him with the same block cement.

Before potersene even realize it, he found himself inside the church. Someone somewhere was singing.

Near the altar in ruins was something that looked quite a coffin.

- I do not like even the dead. - He said.

- He is not dead. - She said, and despite himself approached the coffin.

At first, a little 'out of respect, a bit' out of fear, the boy kept his eyes down, but after a few seconds, curiosity got the better and looked up the coffin and its contents.

He jumped back: it was the least prepared for what was saved before.

In case he was there with his eyes closed and arms folded.

Then it was as if something in his brain had been unlocked. There was no pain or flashbacks, or images or feelings. Simply, the memories, which previously seemed elusive, now were there: a little 'confused, but all in order and perfectly understandable.

The road, friends, music, motorcycles, the crash, the pain and darkness.

- Now I remember your name? - The girl was staring at him with a strange smile on his lips.

He nodded, strangely quiet. The worst was still passed, right?

looked at the girl, who was still smiling.

- And now? - The churches.

- And now it begins. - she said, letting go of her wrist.

came the shock.

came the darkness.

came to light.

The monitor showed that, against all odds, the boy's heart had begun beating.

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iPhone 4

iPhone first appeared 3 years ago. And I, of course, very much wanted this toy. I was just in Canada, and waiting for the official delivery. Do not wait, and before his departure to Moscow, bought the iPhone illegally. Under cover of night on a deserted parking lot is accomplished transaction. We Vitalik gave my last shishi, and we stretched out the car window a treasured box. Until then, until I was not unlocked in Moscow, I did not even know if it works! Earned. And has served me faithfully for 3 years. All previous CellPhones long I did not stay - 2 times voprovali, broke, bored quickly. But this iPhone so many times I dropped her, and ran it for me even on the asphalt trailed on headphones) and forgot the ladies' room of various institutions in Moscow. Most trick was to leave it in the early morning in the toilet Starlight. It's clear what we got dressed up with friends early Saturday morning after the club)) I ate taste good eggs Benedict, came to their senses and went home. Halfway I do not find the phone and ask a taxi urgently return to the cafe. And lo! He waited for me, the most conspicuous place. No one took!

And now I really like iphone 4G. It is sold with a contract for 3 years. Ambush in the fact that they are not in the presence of the operator Rogers (like our MTS). It is unclear why such a deficit, because the sea wishing for this phone. But they can not catch a sale, delivery of instantaneous flow. Came Acne from Quebec and remembered his friend, the manager of Rogers. And the only way I have for a week the new iPhone 4G!!! I really like. It seems to be a familiar interface, but all the better. Before I did not use all the features of the phone was too lazy to install all. But now I have such nehily monthly fee that I soaked through from it all fun))



Old ayfosha works fine, and I will use it to Moscow.

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g1

mood yesterday was right Friday - tusit and have fun. But we do because this baby home, we have to choose something quieter. Gathered in a movie to go. While laid-fed baby, all sessions have ended. Returned home, taking vederochko Häagen-Dazs ice cream with caramel, chocolate and almonds. Mmm, yummy! Watched Red and pail sentence (la)) I passed out immediately after the last spoon)) Vitaliy said it should be. Today we will examine adventures ageless Bruce Willis.

I am so fond of the bouquet, which stands beside the bed! He's such a sunny, because in the center of a sunflower)

And I finally passed the G1 test on driving theory. The first time I failed. Handed over to English, because taught there. I run into issues that were not among 170 vyzubrennyh me (sorry it was a half-day spent in the queue. Why such a crowd willing to pass on the right come from? Because Rabotnicki authorities long strike. I do not know what they fought and they got in the end. Queue for hours - that's for sure.
inconvenient that there is no uniform set of rules, benefits SDA with questions, as in Russia. To just pick up and learn on 100% of all tickets. I taught the rules according to different sources. Defended today 3.5 hours in the queue (stoyala!! Already stiff back, seats were occupied) and select a test in Russian. I came across the same version as the first time. Well, I asked to see their mistakes and today no one did)
Well, now the hardest to come. Pass the driving around town in G2 and hi-veyam full category G.

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Thanksgiving

Canada, was long weekend after Thanksgiving. Not that our family is specially to celebrate this holiday, but the visitors came to the bride's brother Vitalik. And We like these Canadians, this day was a family feast.
In school we read texts about the holiday and decided to celebrate with other classes. Suggested each bring something out of food. We are all different nationalities and so everyone brought something, taken in its culture. The idea - great! Tables were lined with Asian noodles, Indian rice, hellishly spicy, Mexican tortillas, they were sauces, dumplings, pizza. And a separate table with a sweet, from my regular charlotte (though and baked with white flour and sugar, did not get up again, damn). And the music were asked to bring all his, too, were dancing in different styles. The result was a multicultural party!

yet we Vitalik went to the birthday of his friend. Celebrating took place in a small club and the guests were almost all Russian. Simply amazing, what all these Russian party of the same in Toronto. You seem to get on a disco in summer camp. Or in a recreation of Chekhov or Obninsk, of which 90 organized clubs. The vodka flows like water, atmosphere of unrestrained drunken separation. In principle, once a year it's even fun to go to a party. Remember the golden youth, drunk, with no special claims to this life. But it must be good to drink, yes. I was absolutely sober, and watch for drunken youth who bawl "Grass-grass near the house ..." I got really bored. Well, at least Acne was fun with his Druganov football) the first time we left malyshika with his grandmother and had promised not to late to go back. We are good fellows, 1 night at home were.

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and think about beauty nails)

I'm their kind of girl that "washed, combed and went." By beauty salons, I do not walk about at all there mesotherapy, chemical peels, laid with the ironing and coloring eyebrows. Master cosmetologist I need only a couple of procedures. Among them, a manicure-pedicure. I honestly tried to learn these tricks of the home. I had bought all sorts of tools, devices, tools, lamps for drying. Nail files of all types, wire cutters, scissors, paints, coatings, before, during and after. I sat for hours over their miserable 20 fingers and the result was always a nightmare. In the end I was all correct to the master in the parlor.
All this time spent in Canada, I have not had the opportunity to go to a salon, no one to leave the baby. Omit a description of how I tried to keep the nails on their own right. All even worse than usual.
husband asked friends and found me a place where everything promised in the best way to do so. Here is a beauty salon, I would like it Russian! Saturday I finally reclining in a chair with electrical massager, an experienced expert at Il deftly put in order my poor feet. Communicating with her was pleasant and helpful. About the gardens, children's money, schools.
client all the constants are friends of the masters. One just struck me. Beautiful woman, it is seen that for 40. But with a beautiful figure and the person who dressed stylishly and at 9 months ..! Trim tummy, legs long and slender, hipsters. And this is her 5! baby! All from one man. With it came its beauty daughter. And when she and the eldest son of 25 years walks, everyone thinks it's her young lover. "And look at me like an old bitch," laughed this amazing woman. Very
I liked the salon itself, the master Irina did all the procedures and superski nebolno, there is a "but." It is unrealistic far away from us. I spent 5:00 on the road on their own. I need to learn to surrender to the law itself to ride around town in a car! Come and buy it should be, yeah)

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expensive watches me like a very long time. Several Years ago I even mentally matured to spend a lot of money on them. And then my friend took off her doroguschy Jaeger-LeCoultre, in our area. Apparently on a tip. Surrounded by a porch and gently asked to pay the most. Lucky, of course, that an amicable way. And the clock is not the buying, but a gift from admirers were not so sorry though. And I decided that FIG my expensive watch, if I so sludge every rustle, stepping into the doorway. And after a history of robbery in general could not go home at night, paranoid Fear covered.
Time passed and I have reappeared an object of desire. Chopard Happy Beach to fish. A colleague at work was of such and straight hochushku my reopen)) I, as a respectable girl, all ears Vitaly this clock buzz last summer. He is on the price hiccupped, but cheerfully promised, "For the first-born to Me!". Who knew that our Denka so quickly will be born!)) and will stoooolko term costs of different things to do! When our boy was born, we bought a new apartment. It was necessary to repair it to do. It cost akkurat like these watches. When there is such a choice - repairs or watch - of course, that choice actually not) and a Natural, an expensive watch after all of excess funds to buy. And do not save, uzhimayas and denying other amenities. I drum on this desire for years to come, until we become prosperous feudal lords)))
But watch something I still need more. How long do I look for them, to choose - one, a son, with Mary, with her husband. That's with him and we just stumbled upon a watch Marc by Marc Jacobs. I liked one model with a steel strap. But I need are just black! Has become the Internet to look and found them. Clock-a dream! But they are from last year's collection "The girl". They do this whole issue was a success, I liked many things, particularly shoes. Still wear.
In retail this old model does not buy her watch. But I do produced in the U.S. department store. Order by mail, they long to see me go and come!


Well this straight Well I'm on these an hour !!!!!!

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alchik31 @ 2010-10-07T17: 08:00

Finally, we examined the normal physician. Now at least I know that the growth of our boy 69 cm and weighs 7.250 kg.
Zdorovyachok this for 5.5 months, as I milk your fattened!
Back in Moscow, I decided that vaccination in the city child needs, too much contagion soars. But because of the hell in the summer heat vaccination did. Here the choice of parents, I realized not given. The child must be vaccinated by law. Here are today much as two feet planted in the baby, catch up with the schedule of vaccination. Dani stoically endured such humiliation, man! We are waiting for a reaction now, and the temperature may be. While dryhnet on the street for 2 hours, which is abnormally for an afternoon nap.

keep the house - very expensive. I'm not even about the utility payments, mortgages, etc. Our bedroom is akkurat above the garage at night and very cold in bed. Last winter Acne somehow torment in holodryge, but a child-you can not freeze. I have it and so at night dress and Kuta as the winter walk. Began to change the insulation from the garage. Remove old - at least $ 300, pour a new one on the ceiling, $ 1000, and repaired all drywall -2000 $. All the windows look good superficially, but miss the wind. In Moscow, my mother and I just stick with windows for the winter. And here propose to change them around the house. Still under $ 10,000 counted. But I think it can only be in our room and bathroom to change.
But I am very glad that we live in the house, not condo. Apartment in the heart of downtown - it's for young, childless, working and Tusya people. From toddler to live well out of town. Ideally, good to have and house and apartment. We will be working on it)

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October

today made a lunch for a truly seasonal. Stuffed eggplant.
intermediate stage. even a drop mayonnaise and cheese sprinkled hills at the end. So vkuusno!



Apple pie with cinnamon, "Charlotte". Made of black flour and brown sugar. We Maria sacred trust that they are much healthier white) Only baking because they have many times not lift (edakii kavrizhki all the time go. On the pear tart with honey is the same garbage was. My sweet look unpresentable yet. But they are much tastier than here so that's nice-looking "tiramisu", from which I do Sunday was bad.


people in the class becomes more and more. But, surprisingly, the learning process is not affected. All topics and the rules are processed on topical texts and anecdotes. I, as usual, again, all fun. But not both at school and an adult. I sit in silence, not talk, the teacher not to interrupt. But when his turn comes to me says something, to give his version, so I give. All side by side))
today remembered here such

Two goldfish were swimming around in a bowl.
One said to the other: "Do you believe in God?"
"Yes, of course! Who do you think changes the water?"

Two fish swim in an aquarium. One friend asks "Do you believe in God?"
"Of course I believe!" But who do you think our water is always changing?? "

Looks like my favorite anecdote of twins in the womb.

We got cold, rain charges. In the intervals between them quickly walk with a stroller. Away from home will no longer leave. Yesterday, it was clear we went to the bank with Denkoy. And while I tried to imagine credit card issue, livanulo. I had to sit in a cafe Swiss Chalet has ribs and wait for us the car will be taken home.

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sleep, baby, sleep

first months of life Danielchik slept in the cradle of Simplicity. Highly recommend! Small size, lightweight, mobile, can move up to the bed itself. Yes, even around the home to carry on wheels. One stenochka swings and all baby on display.


Our boy only for the first couple of months has grown by 12 cm, cradle became too small for long. Beginning to choose a crib, and then Canada loomed real. It seems like an expensive crib brief did not want to buy. At the same time, my girlfriend from work offers a model to take their bed from which her son grew up.
machine I had not was. In general, we got a crib with home delivery. My Lovely beauties priperli bed for the third floor)))


bargain even brought 2 cakes, 3 pizzas, juices. Ahh, I almost killed them))) I made "Greek" cakes. Thus, these nymphs ate my salad and ate a spoonful of sweet and all. One, you see, was going for a massage, the other, too, found a reason to refrain from overeating. But I have some will power zero, barely shoved at least one cake vobratku Hawa, and a couple liters of juice. Others tyschi calories left on me))
crib we had very congenial. Denka will sleep in it every time when we are in Moscow.


Canada has chosen the crib the same tree as our bedroom suite. It is in this color I had to wait almost a month for deliveries. And boy was sleeping all the time in the arena of Graco. Now the arena is on the first floor, and sometimes during the day it is laid to sleep.
In bed he slept very freely. Even too much! In the dream he so much spinning at such a freedom that turning over and waking himself of it. So funny! While it enclose the pillow, narrow space.
front panel does not fall, no such function. Awkward kid pack and get on his outstretched hands. I'm worried that lohanulsya when ordering, not paying attention to it. But it turns out, Canada has banned the produce crib with movable walls. Apparently, parents often forget to lift the shutter, and kids fell to the floor.