<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375</id><updated>2012-01-30T00:09:46.239+01:00</updated><category term='melina'/><category term='Giappone'/><category term='ferita'/><category term='GNAM'/><category term='foto'/><category term='manga'/><category term='disegni vecchi'/><category term='animali'/><category term='quotidianità'/><category term='works'/><category term='kawaiii'/><category term='disegni'/><category term='blablabla'/><category term='fuori casa'/><category term='raccontino'/><category term='amici di melina'/><category term='mariton'/><category term='THANKS★'/><category term='oekaki'/><category term='ioio'/><title type='text'>Mari Mari-chan</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>115</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-1630372300320380761</id><published>2012-01-29T11:25:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-29T11:36:08.003+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><title type='text'>Un piano segreto</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Un po' di giorni fa, vado alla scuola a prendere Melina, Melina però non vuole uscire e insiste a farmi vedere qualcosa nella sua aula e mi tira ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;E scopro che Melina (con un GRAN aiuto della maestra) sta preparando una storietta sul libro chiamato "Libro di Melina" e mi fa "Mamma, aprilo !"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ENOsQbMW96Y/TyUcTuE17fI/AAAAAAAABWM/cDEYMxOK7Yg/s1600/mamma_m_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ENOsQbMW96Y/TyUcTuE17fI/AAAAAAAABWM/cDEYMxOK7Yg/s1600/mamma_m_1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ENOsQbMW96Y/TyUcTuE17fI/AAAAAAAABWM/cDEYMxOK7Yg/s400/mamma_m_1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Anf Anf ... basta ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2012/01/il-leoncino-nero-1.html" target="_blank"&gt;Nerino 1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2012/01/il-leoncino-nero-2.html" target="_blank"&gt;Nerino 2&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2012/01/il-leoncino-nero-3.html" target="_blank"&gt;Nerino 3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2012/01/il-leoncino-nero-4.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Nerino 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;GRAN FINALE &lt;strike&gt;del cavxxx&lt;/strike&gt; (uff... non vedevo l'ora ! da un certo punto mi sono stancata di leggere tutte queste &lt;strike&gt;strxxxx&lt;/strike&gt;.... ) ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ebf1Z8tgY6s/TxlNHVkwv7I/AAAAAAAABV8/4RpVkcpWO54/s1600/leoncinoN6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="295" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ebf1Z8tgY6s/TxlNHVkwv7I/AAAAAAAABV8/4RpVkcpWO54/s400/leoncinoN6.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Pag. 9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;ドアをあけるとそこにはママのいっていたとおりのライオンがパイプをくわえてたいくつそうにあくびをしていました。黒ちゃんは「パパ！」とさけんでパパにとびつきました。パパはびっくりしました。黒ちゃんはパパの家をみまわしました。ほとんどが草で作ってあるのでくさのいいかおりがしました。&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Nerino apre la porta e vede il papà leone, proprio come glielo aveva descritto la mamma, con l'aria annoiata e la pipa in bocca. Nerino grida con la gioia "PAPA' !" e il leone si spaventa. Nerino osserva intorno, è una casa costruita quasi tutta di paglia e si sente un buon profumo d'erba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Sono molto sorpresa da come avevo disegnato bene il camino e la sua decorazione, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;a casa mia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; non c'era, e in Giappone non è mica comune!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Ah Ah Ah ... Papà leone annoiato con la pipa ... e il lavoro ?? Ehi papino, il tuo asinonno / datore di lavoro è là nel campo a sgobbare eh ! 雇い主のロバさんは畑仕事、おまえは暖炉の前でパイプくわえて退屈顔かい？！想像はしていたが、性根腐ってる。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Pag. 10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;パパは最初は「私の子どもはおうど色だ。おまえではない」といいはっていましたが最後にはわかってくれました。そしていっしょにかえることをゆるしてくれました。パパは前、ジャングルの王様でしたが人間につれていかれたのですが、と中でぬけ出して、あの小屋でひっそりくらしていたそうです。ジャングルに帰ると、みんなはよろこんでくれました。この楽しいパーティーはいつまでもつづきました。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Allon all'inizio non accettava che Nerino fosse suo figlio, dicendo: "il mio figlio dovrebbe essere marroncino, non nero" ma alla fine accetta la spiegazione di Nerino e gli CONCEDE&amp;nbsp; DI TORNARE A CASA INSIEME! &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Ma chi credi di essere? CONCEDI ?? puah ! ... &lt;/span&gt;Gli spiega che è stato catturato dagli esseri umani ma è riuscito a scappare, poi ha vissuto in quella casa di nascosto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Nella giungla, tutti sono contenti del ritorno del Re e la festa dura da allora senza fine ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;FINE !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;WOW che pagina allegra !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;ma io, a quasi 40 anni di vita vissuta ... ora vorrei aggiungere ... "Ma dopo un po', Nerino ha capito che suo padre era un tipo inutilmente arrogante e senza responsabilità, vecchio bambinone vigliacco e per giunta viziato, così l'ha cacciato via e tutti quanti hanno festeggiato il nuovo re dal manto nero di velluto, felici contenti " ....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; くそじじい、自分を捜しにやって来た小さい息子をつかまえて、テメエの色が気にくわねーと来た。だめ押しで、一緒に帰ってやってもいいぜと言い放つ。こいつを形容するに何も言う事はなし、単に無意味は奴。とっとと縄張り争いでボロ負けしてのたれ死んでしまえ。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;GRAZIE DI AVERMI SEGUITO FINO QUI !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;こんなアホ物語を読んでくれて、本当にありがとう！！そして時間の無駄だったね、ごめんなさい！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Mari Mari del passato / del presente&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;PS：Poi forse giova ripeterlo, come ho fatto su fb, il mio babbo reale NON è assolutamente il tipo da Allon, giusto per non farvi venire il dubbio: "Mah, Mari Mari si è ispirata alla sua esperienza reale ??? Povera ..." ... lo chiarisco proprio in onore del mio VERO papà ! FBでも言いましたが、家のリアルおとんはこんな人間のクズ系ではありません。間違っても“ああ、実体験からこんな話描いちゃったんだね？” とか思わないで下さい、お願いします。おとんがかわいそうなんで。&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-5538906979661354930?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/5538906979661354930/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=5538906979661354930' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/5538906979661354930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/5538906979661354930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2012/01/il-leoncino-nero-5-finale.html' title='Il leoncino nero / 5 FINALE !!!'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ebf1Z8tgY6s/TxlNHVkwv7I/AAAAAAAABV8/4RpVkcpWO54/s72-c/leoncinoN6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-2821912048847895399</id><published>2012-01-25T15:12:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-25T15:12:14.550+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ioio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disegni vecchi'/><title type='text'>la fanciulla con i capelli blu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;è uno dei &lt;a href="http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2012/01/lanno-nuovo-che-parte-da-vecchi-disegni.html" target="_blank"&gt;vecchi disegni inviati dal babbo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Avevo scritto il mio nome completo sulla carta tutti in ideogrammi, quindi rispetto gli altri dise ero più grande ... all'età min. 11 circa ? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nQe_3-kXrsA/TyALiNfbq9I/AAAAAAAABWE/Yb3ZQyNj4LI/s1600/aokami.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="306" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nQe_3-kXrsA/TyALiNfbq9I/AAAAAAAABWE/Yb3ZQyNj4LI/s400/aokami.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;E mi ricordo che, in quel periodo mi piaceva molto una disegnatrice di manga, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://hagiiwamutsumi.jimdo.com/" style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;" target="_blank"&gt;Mutsumi Hagiiwa&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; e cercavo di copiare il suo stile, questo è uno dei tantissimi tentativi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Ho disegnato una volta alla scuola, davanti a quella &lt;a href="http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2012/01/il-leoncino-nero-1.html" target="_blank"&gt;insegnante odiosissima antimanga&lt;/a&gt;, un uccellino da pettorosso di Mutsumi, con l'occhione enorme e lucidissimo, OVVIAMENTE lei mi ha bocciata, ma ero così contenta del mio disegno (naturalmente, in testa sputtanando quella ... ) ! &amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-2821912048847895399?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/2821912048847895399/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=2821912048847895399' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/2821912048847895399'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/2821912048847895399'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2012/01/la-fanciulla-con-i-capelli-blu.html' title='la fanciulla con i capelli blu'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nQe_3-kXrsA/TyALiNfbq9I/AAAAAAAABWE/Yb3ZQyNj4LI/s72-c/aokami.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-1814012953760428294</id><published>2012-01-22T09:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T09:45:18.556+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ioio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disegni vecchi'/><title type='text'>Il leoncino nero / 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2012/01/il-leoncino-nero-3.html" target="_blank"&gt;Siamo quasi alla fine, finalmente !&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;NB. ho cominciato a inserire anche i testi JP, visto che sono difficili da leggere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q84OEAifJd4/TxlJhpulVDI/AAAAAAAABV0/7KVews2rvO0/s1600/leoncinoN5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q84OEAifJd4/TxlJhpulVDI/AAAAAAAABV0/7KVews2rvO0/s400/leoncinoN5.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Pag. 7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;切れててわかんない！でも多分、&lt;/span&gt;黒ちゃんは出会う動物みんなに父アロンの消息を）ききました。でもこたえられる人は一人もいませんでした。黒ちゃんはがっかりしました。でもある日のこと&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;C'è una parte tagliata, lavoro di fantasia ... &lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;Nerino chiede del suo papà a tutti gli amici che conosce, ma nessuno riesce a dirgli qualcosa di Allon. Nerino era così triste ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;... Ma un giorno ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Ah Ah Ah ! si vede che mi sono dimenticata di disegnare Toppi e Mutto, e colorando me ne sono accorta e li ho disegnati senza il segno ! Insomma, si vede che ero annoiata. Oh, ma qui il leoncino non c'è più, vedo solo un normale &lt;a href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ursus_thibetanus" target="_blank"&gt;orso tibetano&lt;/a&gt; un po' triste ! ih ih ih&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;ムットとトッピは描き忘れたんで、色塗りの段階で輪郭なしで書き足しましたね。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Pag. 8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;パパのことをしっているというロバさんがあらわれました。ロバじいさんは、&lt;br /&gt;「アロンは私の家でやとってくれといってな〜いまもあの山の下の小屋にすんでいて毎日草かりの仕事をてつだってくれてるのだよ」といいました。くろちゃんはうれしくてたまりませんでした。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Finalmente ha incontrato un asino che conosceva il Babbo ! L'Asinonno gli racconta: "Allon mi chiese di assumerlo e ancora adesso vive in quella casa sotto la montagna e mi aiuta a raccogliere le erbe" Nerino è così felice !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;... Un leone che chiede ad Asinonno di dare un lavoro ... posso immaginare GIA' che tipo sia eh ...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;CI ASPETTA UN GRAN FINALE !!! &lt;/span&gt;よっしゃ次ラスト！&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-1814012953760428294?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/1814012953760428294/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=1814012953760428294' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/1814012953760428294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/1814012953760428294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2012/01/il-leoncino-nero-4.html' title='Il leoncino nero / 4'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-q84OEAifJd4/TxlJhpulVDI/AAAAAAAABV0/7KVews2rvO0/s72-c/leoncinoN5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-5937983375460235947</id><published>2012-01-18T13:14:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T09:26:32.706+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ioio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disegni vecchi'/><title type='text'>Il leoncino nero / 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;... &lt;a href="http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2012/01/il-leoncino-nero-2.html" target="_blank"&gt;Continua dalla puntata precedente&lt;/a&gt; ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7YIQ2ktHsQw/TxNOEJ1sQiI/AAAAAAAABVs/FLHN8b2qZ10/s1600/leoncinoN4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7YIQ2ktHsQw/TxNOEJ1sQiI/AAAAAAAABVs/FLHN8b2qZ10/s400/leoncinoN4.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Pag. 5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;黒ちゃんはパパにあいたくてしかたがありませんでした。そして長いたびに出ることにしました。しんゆうの「トッピ」という鳥と「ムット」というへびといっしょに出かけました。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Nerino desiderava fortemente di vedere suo padre, e prende una decisione, cioé decide di partire alla ricerca del suo adorato papà !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Il leoncino porta con sé i suoi due amici del cuore, un uccello chiamato Toppi ed il serpente Mutto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;COME TEMEVO, l'episodio della scuola è svanito !&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;... Nerino NON sembra un leoncino, ma piuttosto un ghepardo nero o un panterino come proporzioni ! l'uccello Mutto senz'altro l'ho disegnato ispirandomi a "La Fenice" di Tezuka.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Insomma, il viaggio non è così duro, portando un pacco pranzo enorme fatto dalla mamma leonessa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Pag. 6&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;あ！！とても流れのきつい大きな川。黒ちゃんとトッピとムットは力をあわせていかだを作りました。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;AH !! Davanti alla squadra compare un fiume con la corrente molto rapida. Nerino, Toppi e Mutto hanno costruito insieme una zattera.&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Come sviluppo della storia, non è mica un granché (come abbiamo già ben capito !) ... ma sono UN POCHINO orgogliosa dell'angolazione che avevo scelto 30 anni fa. Poi, secondo me, Mutto che porta il materiale è disegnato piuttosto bene ! yeah ! Ma Nerino non lo vedo, vedo solo un topone che fa la zattera !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;NB. che bello ! quando si tratta dei disegni dei bambini, è molto imbarazzante criticare, MA appena si tratta dei MIEI, li critico con immenso piacere !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;In ogni caso, CONTINUA ... 4 pag rimaste ancora&amp;nbsp; ! づづぐ！今、起承転結の&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;承の後半、ぐらい？&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-5937983375460235947?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/5937983375460235947/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=5937983375460235947' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/5937983375460235947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/5937983375460235947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2012/01/il-leoncino-nero-3.html' title='Il leoncino nero / 3'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7YIQ2ktHsQw/TxNOEJ1sQiI/AAAAAAAABVs/FLHN8b2qZ10/s72-c/leoncinoN4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-4549538816547940790</id><published>2012-01-13T13:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-22T09:45:08.415+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disegni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oekaki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ioio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giappone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blablabla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disegni vecchi'/><title type='text'>Il leoncino nero / 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;segue dalla &lt;a href="http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2012/01/il-leoncino-nero-1.html" target="_blank"&gt;prima parte&lt;/a&gt; ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-72amHkGbbkg/TwN_t-bYXoI/AAAAAAAABU8/YhBAJEupYyc/s1600/leoncinoN3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="290" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-72amHkGbbkg/TwN_t-bYXoI/AAAAAAAABU8/YhBAJEupYyc/s400/leoncinoN3.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Pag. 3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;そして五つ目は、黒ちゃんは死んだパパライオンが大好きでした。パパは人間にころされたとママはいっているけど、黒ちゃんは、今も、きっと、どこかで生きていると、しんじています。名前は「アロン」といいました。 &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;E ... l'ultima caratteristica è :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;5, Al Nerino piaceva tantissimo il suo papà, che è morto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;La mamma gli ha spiegato che è stato ucciso dagli esseri umani, ma Nerino invece crede che sia ancora vivo da qualche parte. Si chiamava Aron.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;WOW io aspettavo che fosse " 5, lui ha il manto nero" ... ma la caratteristica più evidente viene ignorata e al suo posto c'è l'affetto per il padre, che è una cosa comunissima !&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Pag. 4 &lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Questa pagina è assurdissima&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;そして、ある日のことでした。とうとう黒ちゃんのようちえんに行く日がきました。黒ちゃんはもう、うれしくてうれしくてやまりませんでした。けれど黒い色をした友だちは黒ちゃんだけでした。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;黒ちゃんはママに、「ねえ、なんで黒ちゃんだけ黒いの？」と聞きました。ママはどう答えたらいいのかわからずこまってしまいました。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Un giorno, finalmente Nerino va alla scuola materna, il leoncino è così felice ... ma non trova nessun amico nero, lui era l'unico di quel colore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Improvvisamente gli animali sono vestiti, la mamma è elegante addirittura con la collana di perle ! ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Lui chiede alla madre: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;"Ehei, come mai solo io ho il manto nero ?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;La mamma non sa rispondere ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Dai mamma, rispondiiii no ??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Poi il nome della scuola "よいこようちえん (La scuola dei bimbi buoni)" ... quanto è odioso ! Notare che nonostante l'arco all'ingresso, c'è un albero che ostacola il passaggio ! ... questo episodio della scuola spero tantissimo che c'entri con il proseguimento del racconto ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;CONTINUA ... ancora ... まだまだづづぐから。&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-4549538816547940790?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/4549538816547940790/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=4549538816547940790' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/4549538816547940790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/4549538816547940790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2012/01/il-leoncino-nero-2.html' title='Il leoncino nero / 2'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-72amHkGbbkg/TwN_t-bYXoI/AAAAAAAABU8/YhBAJEupYyc/s72-c/leoncinoN3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-4317346317401136229</id><published>2012-01-04T00:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-09T21:20:57.054+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><title type='text'>BATTLE ! Melina VS Mamma coppa Lavaggio dei denti FINAL !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Come ho già &lt;a href="http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2011/07/bucaton-alla-maricciana.html" target="_blank"&gt;coming outtato&lt;/a&gt; mesi fa, non sono tanto portata a tenere pulitissimo l'ambiente dove vivo, anzi diciamo la verità, non mi interessa alla follia... come dire, basta che non sia tanto sporco da deprimerci.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;PERO', sono abbastanza fissata alla pulizia di un posto: I MIEI DENTI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UJiZlMTQbcg/TwrjqU_wqhI/AAAAAAAABVE/iLGeppYjZhk/s1600/M441.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UJiZlMTQbcg/TwrjqU_wqhI/AAAAAAAABVE/iLGeppYjZhk/s400/M441.jpg" width="393" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ∩( ´∀｀ )∩ ...Adoro lavarmeli e passo abbastanza tempo della mia vitaccia con lo spazzolino in bocca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;E voglio che anche mia figlia conosca quella sensazione gioiosa che ti dà una bocca pulita e fresca. Più che altro, voglio che abbia meno carie possibile (per un motivo puramente economico !)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;... Ma ovviamente Melina non adora così tanto lavarsi i denti: se le passo lo spazzolino dicendo "lavateli", non lo fa affatto seriamente ... allora LO FACCIO IO !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;Gong Gong Gong ! Cosi si apre la battaglia finale M. vs. M. !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;il mio piano è questo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KkAHyHmDUko/TwrkASt-BKI/AAAAAAAABVM/UCDIEsnIdbo/s1600/M442.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KkAHyHmDUko/TwrkASt-BKI/AAAAAAAABVM/UCDIEsnIdbo/s400/M442.jpg" width="393" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mi presento il più carina e simpatica possibile per far dire all'avversario: "Ah, ok, facciamola contenta và..... AHAAAAA" (e apre la bocca)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Il piano di Melina invece é:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6WDuGj9gjiE/TwrkIHTMsXI/AAAAAAAABVU/dY9hrmDhHmc/s1600/M443.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6WDuGj9gjiE/TwrkIHTMsXI/AAAAAAAABVU/dY9hrmDhHmc/s400/M443.jpg" width="385" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ovvero:&amp;nbsp;"Ok, facciamo finta che tu sia simpatica e che io ti apra la bocca volentieri ... tanto poi TI BLOCCO !"&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;... Solo che OVVIAMENTE  io ho anche un piano B!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CcV-AzBoOWo/TwrkPjN4aUI/AAAAAAAABVc/x7kH6yy9qkU/s1600/M444.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CcV-AzBoOWo/TwrkPjN4aUI/AAAAAAAABVc/x7kH6yy9qkU/s400/M444.jpg" width="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ricatto con Terrore ! ... minaccio mia figlia di 4 anni con la faccia più spaventosa e la voce più diabolica che ho ! .... FUNZIA ! ih ih ih !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;MA ... （￣□￣；）！！ Oh no, il mio piano B è fallito!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-49re6-xLLfk/TwrkbNa6o4I/AAAAAAAABVk/dNF1SUWhywI/s1600/M445.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-49re6-xLLfk/TwrkbNa6o4I/AAAAAAAABVk/dNF1SUWhywI/s400/M445.jpg" width="370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;... ho fatto troppa paura a Melina e lei ha aperto NON solo la boccuccia, ma TUTTO quello che ha sulla faccina !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*￣m￣) umpf ! Mi sono messa a ridere e così ho perso di brutto la battaglia ... Brava Melina !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-4317346317401136229?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/4317346317401136229/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=4317346317401136229' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/4317346317401136229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/4317346317401136229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2012/01/battle-melina-vs-mamma-coppa-lavaggio.html' title='BATTLE ! Melina VS Mamma coppa Lavaggio dei denti FINAL !'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UJiZlMTQbcg/TwrjqU_wqhI/AAAAAAAABVE/iLGeppYjZhk/s72-c/M441.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-3473204622055713364</id><published>2012-01-03T00:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-24T18:21:52.044+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disegni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ioio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blablabla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disegni vecchi'/><title type='text'>Il leoncino nero / 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2012/01/lanno-nuovo-che-parte-da-vecchi-disegni.html" target="_blank"&gt;Tra i disegni mandati dal babbo in jpg&lt;/a&gt;, c'è un racconto illustrato.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Il titolo è "il leoncino nero", che è la storia più più assurda mai letta ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Guardando gli ideogrammi che riuscivo a scrivere, secondo me l'ho fatto a circa 10 anni ... QUINDI &lt;u&gt;QUASI&lt;/u&gt; 30 ANNI FA ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Scrivo la traduzione in italiano e metto&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt; i miei commenti 2012 in ROSSO !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qU029g1nwes/TwI8smDczxI/AAAAAAAABUk/-9dHz_lYQ8o/s1600/leoncinoN1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qU029g1nwes/TwI8smDczxI/AAAAAAAABUk/-9dHz_lYQ8o/s400/leoncinoN1.jpg" width="335" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;La copertina non c'entra con il leone, ma di sicuro ho usato la carta più bella che trovavo in casa !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s7jSCgIDUVM/TwI-IvtDGUI/AAAAAAAABUw/Os9KudLKFjk/s1600/leoncinoN2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; marginright: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="296" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-s7jSCgIDUVM/TwI-IvtDGUI/AAAAAAAABUw/Os9KudLKFjk/s400/leoncinoN2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Pag. 1&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;あるジャングルの、それはそれは美しいお日さまの中。どこからか「ミーミー」と声がします。ライオンのマンション１０２号しつでライオンの赤ちゃんがうまれたのです。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;でもライオンの子はちゃいろではなく黒でした。だからお母さんは「黒ちゃん」とよびました。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;In una gungla, con il sole splendente, si sente una vocina "miuuuu miuuuu" da qualche parte. E' nato un leoncino nella camera 102 dell'appartamento dei leoni.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Ma il leoncino non aveva il manto marrone, ma era nero, quindi la mamma leonessa l'ha chiamato Nerino.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;L'appartamento ??? ma dov'è la camera 102 ??&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000;"&gt;Mi ricordo che era di moda disegnare gli serpenti che s'attorciglia sul ramo in quel modo ...　Non mi ricordo proprio come mai ho fatto il leoncino nero, forse ispirata dal Leo (lui è bianco) di Tezuka ?? 当時はライオンズマンションなんてなかったんで、別にシャレのつもりじゃなかった筈です。なぜ黒かったのかは、謎。おそらくジャングル大帝の白いライオンに感化され、じゃ、こっちは黒で、みたいな。&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Pag. 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;黒ちゃんにはとくちょうがありました。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;一つは鼻がとびぬけてよいこと&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;二つ目は目が赤いこと&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;三つ目は足のうらが白いこと&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;四つ目はもじゃもじゃの木の実が大好きなこと&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;もじゃもじゃの実は冬になるとたくさんなるふしぎな実のことで、いろんな色があってとてもきれいです。名前は黒ちゃんがつけました。なぜってはっぱがもじゃもじゃだからです。&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Nerino aveva 5 caratteristiche :&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;1, l'olfatto molto sviluppato&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;2, Aveva gli occhi rossi&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;3, il rovescio della zampa bianca&lt;/div&gt;4, adorava il frutto dell'albero "Moja-Moja ( folto)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Il Moja Moja è una pianta misteriosa che durante l'inverno si carica di frutti multi-color. Il nome Moja Moja l'ha creato Nerino, visto che le foglie sono folte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: #cc0000; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; Quindi OVVIAMENTE nella storia l'olfatto molto sviluppato avrà qualche ruolo ... speriamo ! Sull'occhione rosso, c'è già la lucidità da manga, yeah ! ... in quel periodo avevo una maestra d'arte iper anti-manga, come la odiavo (e la odio ancora ! puah !)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;CONTINUA ... づづぐ。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-3473204622055713364?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/3473204622055713364/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=3473204622055713364' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3473204622055713364'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3473204622055713364'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2012/01/il-leoncino-nero-1.html' title='Il leoncino nero / 1'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-qU029g1nwes/TwI8smDczxI/AAAAAAAABUk/-9dHz_lYQ8o/s72-c/leoncinoN1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-4799066267739881458</id><published>2012-01-02T00:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2012-01-15T23:17:45.903+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disegni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ioio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blablabla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disegni vecchi'/><title type='text'>L'anno nuovo (che parte da vecchi disegni)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Buonanno ! あけましておめでとうー！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Nell'ultimo giorno del 2011, il mio babbo, come aveva promesso al Mariton nell'occasione della sua visita in Italia a novembre, ci ha inviato delle immagini dei disegni MIEI, vecchi che non sapevo neanche che li tenessero ancora !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Sono super imbarazzanti ma divertenti (e Mariton è contento ...) li pubblico qui poco a poco !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XGKI2GBHf3c/TwDndN9YK8I/AAAAAAAABUY/PLVo4L5zSHI/s1600/DSCN2589.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XGKI2GBHf3c/TwDndN9YK8I/AAAAAAAABUY/PLVo4L5zSHI/s400/DSCN2589.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Babbo, grazie mille !&lt;/span&gt; つーか、なんでこんなん送ってくるのおおおおお？！いやその前に、どこに一体隠してたのさ？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;PS. è una sperimentazione significativissima sulla teoria dell'animazione che avevo fatto ... boh forse a scuola su qualche quaderno senza ascoltare il maestro ? Cmq. sfogliandoli, il cagnolino fa dei saltini (mi ricordo appena appena).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-4799066267739881458?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/4799066267739881458/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=4799066267739881458' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/4799066267739881458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/4799066267739881458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2012/01/lanno-nuovo-che-parte-da-vecchi-disegni.html' title='L&apos;anno nuovo (che parte da vecchi disegni)'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XGKI2GBHf3c/TwDndN9YK8I/AAAAAAAABUY/PLVo4L5zSHI/s72-c/DSCN2589.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-4496908086952884442</id><published>2011-12-20T22:47:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-20T22:48:01.623+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disegni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THANKS★'/><title type='text'>AUGURI !! MERRY X'MAS &amp; Happy 2012 !</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kub0qc3Ciko/TvD1l6Z2ElI/AAAAAAAABUM/iVjeVMaKRKE/s1600/happy2012.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="378" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kub0qc3Ciko/TvD1l6Z2ElI/AAAAAAAABUM/iVjeVMaKRKE/s400/happy2012.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Il 2011 per me non è stato mica facile, l'ho iniziato col licenziamento  (Θ_Θ;) ... poi il terremoto JP del 11/3 e tanti altri eventi piccoli ma importanti ... quindi un anno direi faticoso, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;movimentato e impegantivo, infatti per gli ultimi 10 giorni mi rimane pochissimo fiato, ma&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;tutto sommato mi trovo ancora qui con la mia family, tutti sani e vivi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;! w o w ! o(^▽^)o diciamo che mi è andata bene ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;☆.｡.:*･ﾟ☆.｡.:*･ﾟ☆&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; Auguroni a tutti i cari, carissimi e supercari, e felice 2012 a tutti quanti ! ... inclusa ovviamente ME !!!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;                                                  &lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;(￣w￣)　 &lt;/span&gt;☆ﾟ･*:.｡.☆ﾟ･*:.｡.☆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;　 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Mari Mari-chan &amp;amp; Family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;PS : L'anno 2012 sarà l'anno del Drago ! ... per l'oroscopo cinese.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;PS2 : Noi non facciamo niente di particolare per natale e capod'anno, max 2 / 3 giorni di viaggetto, quindi per gli amici messi come noi... ci becchiamo in giro, contattateci !! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-4496908086952884442?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/4496908086952884442/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=4496908086952884442' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/4496908086952884442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/4496908086952884442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2011/12/auguri-merry-xmas-happy-2012.html' title='AUGURI !! MERRY X&apos;MAS &amp; Happy 2012 !'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Kub0qc3Ciko/TvD1l6Z2ElI/AAAAAAAABUM/iVjeVMaKRKE/s72-c/happy2012.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-3714853595877676841</id><published>2011-12-14T00:56:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-16T10:05:14.835+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidianità'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ioio'/><title type='text'>Ho corso ... troppo, purtroppo ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Lo dichiaro subito : voglio partecipare alla &lt;a href="http://www.stramilano.it/" target="_blank"&gt;Stramilano&lt;/a&gt; 2012.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;... ε＝ε＝ε＝(ノ^∇^)ノ alla distanza di 5 KM.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Ne sono intenzionata, direi.... abbastanza, ma allo stesso tempo ho anche paura che potrei finire per  fare la pigra e non partecipare. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Giusto per evitare questo risultato vergognoso (di non aver partecipato, intendo) sto dicendo a tutti gli amici che parteciperò, così mi carico almeno per non far bruttissima figura con loro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Ma non mi fido ancora al 100 %, visto che i miei amici sono molto gentili (e mi conoscono bene ...), tutto sommato so che anche se cambiassi idea e non corressi mi direbbero :&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;"haaaah, che figuraccia, ma ti vogliamo bene lo stesso! " (ﾉ_-｡) ... g r a z i e ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;o&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;"lo sapevo ! dai, sarà per l'anno prossimo" ( p_q) g e n t i l e ...&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Insomma, non mi sento ancora di essere scaccomattata come vorrei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;QUINDI ! Volevo agganciarmi ad un'altro missile più potente ! ISCRIVERMI SUBITO !&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Così appena è finita la vacanzetta di Sant'Ambrogio, sono andata al Decatholon di piazza Cairoli.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;... anf anf anf (è l'anf dell'ansia e della tensione) ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Chiedo subito delle info sull'iscrizione.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Mari : Scusi, voglio iscrivermi (SUBITO ADESSO) alla Stramilano !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;lt; YEAH !                                                   (*'-')b ! L'ho detto ! Ce l'ho fatta ! yuuuuppi ! &amp;gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;..... MA ..... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5EI5uV1kJNk/Tup0-IgOx5I/AAAAAAAABTs/q2d6upkLrWg/s1600/RMM21.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5EI5uV1kJNk/Tup0-IgOx5I/AAAAAAAABTs/q2d6upkLrWg/s400/RMM21.jpg" width="377" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;EEEHE Σ(￣ロ￣lll)! Il &lt;a href="http://www.babborunning.it/" target="_blank"&gt;Babbo Runnning 2011&lt;/a&gt; ??? Per questo weekend ??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;NO NO ! Non mi sento affatto preparata, pensavo di mettermi a dieta (nonostante il Natale, il Martedì grasso ecc...) e devo ancora allungare la mia corsa di quasi il doppio ! Insomma, ci vuole del tempo per prepararsi fisicamente !...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0gBMJFFYG0s/Tup2COW5_nI/AAAAAAAABT0/ibppDiU5bMc/s1600/RMM22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0gBMJFFYG0s/Tup2COW5_nI/AAAAAAAABT0/ibppDiU5bMc/s400/RMM22.jpg" width="383" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Non mi ricordo più cosa ho detto alla gentile ragazza dello sportello info. Mi ricordo solo un senso di imbarazzo assai inutile, ma enorme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Mi vergognavo di qualcosa ... sentivo una vocina ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pgCYsaqII6w/Tup3RZlg-tI/AAAAAAAABT8/AuEhqWapgYk/s1600/RMM23.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pgCYsaqII6w/Tup3RZlg-tI/AAAAAAAABT8/AuEhqWapgYk/s400/RMM23.jpg" width="386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Così, devo passare tutti questi mesi senza agganciarmi all'ultimo missile... oh che paura ! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( 　・　＿　・ 　)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;A proposito, non torno a controllare sul sito della Stramilano per vedere se c'era scritta la data dell'iscrizione ... tanto so già cosa vedrò. ε-(ｰдｰ)ﾊｧ ... putroppo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0iYquDWqqgM/Tup376VlSKI/AAAAAAAABUE/IvNixXeAI10/s1600/RMM24.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="381" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0iYquDWqqgM/Tup376VlSKI/AAAAAAAABUE/IvNixXeAI10/s400/RMM24.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;PERO ! Una cosa positiva c'è :  ho avuto finalmente l'occasione di entrare nel Decathlon, cavolo che bello ! Ora ho la voglia di cominciare il maneggio - la danza - lo yoga, ovviamente tutto con Melina ! E regalare una bella Bike-gm a Mariton ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-3714853595877676841?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/3714853595877676841/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=3714853595877676841' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3714853595877676841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3714853595877676841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2011/12/ho-corso-troppo-purtroppo.html' title='Ho corso ... troppo, purtroppo ...'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5EI5uV1kJNk/Tup0-IgOx5I/AAAAAAAABTs/q2d6upkLrWg/s72-c/RMM21.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-7111088835702947476</id><published>2011-12-04T16:09:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-12-04T22:37:24.461+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidianità'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuori casa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blablabla'/><title type='text'>il Circo !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Stamattina ho portato Melina al &lt;a href="http://www.circotogni.it/" target="_blank"&gt;Circo Darix Togni&lt;/a&gt; , che mi aveva consigliato la &lt;a href="http://kawaii-italia.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Yoko-chan&lt;/a&gt; !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;A dir la verità, io, a quasi 40 anni di vita, non sono mai entrata neanche un passo in una tenda da circo, wow che emozione !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Ogni domenica (e l'8 dicembre) fanno uno spettacolo corto di 60 min. dedicato ai bambini (eur 10- a testa), dalle 11,00.&amp;nbsp; Usciamo di casa alle 10, prendiamo la metro e la 90 ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5pP6x5z0lsc/TtuOf-7SBoI/AAAAAAAABTM/YTb_qZy0YwA/s1600/DSC01723.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5pP6x5z0lsc/TtuOf-7SBoI/AAAAAAAABTM/YTb_qZy0YwA/s400/DSC01723.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;E arriviamo 15 min. prima. Sembra un circo tipico tradizionale ... che tanti definiscono&amp;nbsp; un po' triste e decadente, concordo, ma l'atmosfera fa parte della sua bellezza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j5EqdVkxJ1M/TtuOuWN8kFI/AAAAAAAABTU/kcRMPd-umDk/s1600/DSC01728.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-j5EqdVkxJ1M/TtuOuWN8kFI/AAAAAAAABTU/kcRMPd-umDk/s400/DSC01728.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;NB : attenzione, alla biglietteria si accettano solo i contanti ... almeno a quella fascia oraria. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Spettacoli con gli animali - acrobatici - clown ... Melina era emozionatissima a vedere un vero domatore (visto che conosceva la parola, che si sente spesso nel cartoon Monster Allergy).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_2cVRLdoLNc/TtuPdipXPBI/AAAAAAAABTc/HjPipYo1vRk/s1600/DSC01736.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_2cVRLdoLNc/TtuPdipXPBI/AAAAAAAABTc/HjPipYo1vRk/s400/DSC01736.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z14haT_5QXQ/TtuVj5H50JI/AAAAAAAABTk/657ziqP5n20/s1600/102_9723.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Z14haT_5QXQ/TtuVj5H50JI/AAAAAAAABTk/657ziqP5n20/s400/102_9723.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CI SIAMO DIVERTITE MOLTO ! Poi che bello, al circo abbiamo incontrato le amiche di margot, Valeria e Viola + mamma e papà !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Yoko chan, grazie per le info ! ありがとうねー！！Per il prossimo circo forse andiamo tutti insieme ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-7111088835702947476?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/7111088835702947476/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=7111088835702947476' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/7111088835702947476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/7111088835702947476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2011/12/il-circo.html' title='il Circo !'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5pP6x5z0lsc/TtuOf-7SBoI/AAAAAAAABTM/YTb_qZy0YwA/s72-c/DSC01723.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-6756931819493050954</id><published>2011-11-29T10:46:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-29T12:44:14.801+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disegni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidianità'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='manga'/><title type='text'>Diario Mari Mari-chan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;A metà ottobre ho trovato queste quattro pagine in una scatolona piena di disegni, erano ancora a matita, anche un po' incomplete... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;non mi ricordo quando le avevo fatte, comunque ho deciso di finirle !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VugOiiagFfs/TtTEkMRJB2I/AAAAAAAABSk/C__B-MOA-yc/s1600/diarioMM1_1_col.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-VugOiiagFfs/TtTEkMRJB2I/AAAAAAAABSk/C__B-MOA-yc/s400/diarioMM1_1_col.jpg" width="277" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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Perché no ? Sarà un segno di porta fortuna !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vZLaee65yq4/TtFJ5a7WCjI/AAAAAAAABR8/ef_9dw8hjUI/s1600/UNO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vZLaee65yq4/TtFJ5a7WCjI/AAAAAAAABR8/ef_9dw8hjUI/s320/UNO.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;... Natchan, grazie per&amp;nbsp; l'invito, come sempre, abbiamo mangiato benissimo !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;NB. Natchan non è mica una vampira, non abita in una casa buia come la foto, è colpa del mio sony ericsson che fa delle foto del genere&amp;nbsp; (Θ_Θ;)  ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-6620927303058548386?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/6620927303058548386/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=6620927303058548386' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/6620927303058548386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/6620927303058548386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2011/11/1-uno.html' title='1 - UNO !'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vZLaee65yq4/TtFJ5a7WCjI/AAAAAAAABR8/ef_9dw8hjUI/s72-c/UNO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-3806199351196923727</id><published>2011-11-25T12:41:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-25T13:17:45.982+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidianità'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GNAM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blablabla'/><title type='text'>kaki XXL</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Ho trovato al mercato questi kaki XXL, anzi, XXXXXL ! Ma sono enormi ! でっかい柿ですよおおお！中に誰が入ってるかな？！&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Giusto per confrontare la gigantezza, gli ho messo un kako normale a fianco ...&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5U-pm-nmD1k/Ts9_6a_xraI/AAAAAAAABRk/TSUAwYH0VCw/s1600/DSC01573.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5U-pm-nmD1k/Ts9_6a_xraI/AAAAAAAABRk/TSUAwYH0VCw/s400/DSC01573.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Il kakino sta bene nella mia mano ... più o meno come la palla da baseball&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-forBZh34N2w/Ts-ABlTbGQI/AAAAAAAABRs/0ORaKhf-0kI/s1600/DSC01575.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-forBZh34N2w/Ts-ABlTbGQI/AAAAAAAABRs/0ORaKhf-0kI/s320/DSC01575.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;però con il Giga-kaki la mia manona sembra così piccola ...!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dVBDelTvsAk/Ts-ADVn4--I/AAAAAAAABR0/dVj-A6H9pLk/s1600/DSC01574.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dVBDelTvsAk/Ts-ADVn4--I/AAAAAAAABR0/dVj-A6H9pLk/s320/DSC01574.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;In più, questi Kakoni sono proprio buoniiiii ! yeah !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-3806199351196923727?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/3806199351196923727/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=3806199351196923727' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3806199351196923727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3806199351196923727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2011/11/kaki-xxl.html' title='kaki XXL'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5U-pm-nmD1k/Ts9_6a_xraI/AAAAAAAABRk/TSUAwYH0VCw/s72-c/DSC01573.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-1953120002693742647</id><published>2011-11-16T22:51:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-18T16:48:14.595+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amici di melina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giappone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blablabla'/><title type='text'>Namu Cat</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;sniiiiif !　(ﾉ_･｡) ... Giorni fa ...&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho ricevuto una notizia dal Giappone, dalla mia sorella, che Namu è morta durante la notte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Namu e' la gattina bianca della famiglia, e' l'ultimo gatto che ho avuto in Giappone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Ormai aveva 20 anni (100 anni passi per noi ), si sapeva che il termine del suo lughissimo viaggio fosse vicino, ma sento una tristezza ... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Tengo questo dolore nell'archivio "Namu" del mio cuore senza sforzarmi di cancellare, e lo porto con me facendogli "iikoiiko (caro caro in jp)" per sempre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ljs0thg77K8/TsQze142_0I/AAAAAAAABRc/mGXkmN8uhGs/s1600/100_4380.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ljs0thg77K8/TsQze142_0I/AAAAAAAABRc/mGXkmN8uhGs/s400/100_4380.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Ciao Namu ... ci vedremo da qualche parte　&lt;/span&gt;(o･･o)/~ b y e&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;PS. Melina l'ha conosciuta, ma era cosi piccola che non capiva ancora se era un gatto vivo o un Peluche - amico di Totoro ?? &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-1953120002693742647?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/1953120002693742647/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=1953120002693742647' title='8 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/1953120002693742647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/1953120002693742647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2011/11/namu-cat.html' title='Namu Cat'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ljs0thg77K8/TsQze142_0I/AAAAAAAABRc/mGXkmN8uhGs/s72-c/100_4380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-2556494405564573057</id><published>2011-11-12T15:20:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T22:11:08.552+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disegni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giappone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THANKS★'/><title type='text'>Missione : Copertina Private I's !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Mi è arrivata questa richiesta criptata dalla sede centrale di Tokyo di un'organizzazione stra-iper-super-segreta da morire !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Sono delle spie professionali, sembrano così tont..., MA LO FANNO PER FINTA ! Il loro nome in codice è &lt;a href="http://www.rottchan.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Private I's&lt;/a&gt; !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bsyNg_db50g/TsLVDElGJJI/AAAAAAAABRE/WN9QRGqa4HQ/s1600/Club_Is300_bn_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bsyNg_db50g/TsLVDElGJJI/AAAAAAAABRE/WN9QRGqa4HQ/s400/Club_Is300_bn_.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7nZW6Gf39fI/TsLVHRLcdHI/AAAAAAAABRM/sG8BvM7CPOM/s1600/Club_Is300_bn_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-7nZW6Gf39fI/TsLVHRLcdHI/AAAAAAAABRM/sG8BvM7CPOM/s320/Club_Is300_bn_2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XOJmQ9Gn478/TsLVH9FmhMI/AAAAAAAABRQ/tlv-LuzPg5E/s1600/Club_Is300_bn_3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="191" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XOJmQ9Gn478/TsLVH9FmhMI/AAAAAAAABRQ/tlv-LuzPg5E/s320/Club_Is300_bn_3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi hanno telefonato una notte dandomi questo incarico: "Esegui La Copertina Del CD", vogliono distribuirlo nella loro nuova missione, apparentemente del tipo "Live Music".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Dall'agente madame Rott ho ricevuto il messaggio criptato "Maka-tan (il mio code name), noi vogliamo uno style comico super easy" ... mmm, forse per nascondere la loro vera identità super-serissima !? E così ho fatto questo, poi so che hanno preparato la copertina ma non mi mandano l'immagine finale con la grafica ...&amp;nbsp; mmmm che brutto presentimento, forse durante la missione qualcosa è andata storta e loro sono già .... ???? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NOOOOUUU!!!!! ～～～(m-_-)m&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-2556494405564573057?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/2556494405564573057/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=2556494405564573057' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/2556494405564573057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/2556494405564573057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2011/11/missione-copertina-private-is.html' title='Missione : Copertina Private I&apos;s !'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bsyNg_db50g/TsLVDElGJJI/AAAAAAAABRE/WN9QRGqa4HQ/s72-c/Club_Is300_bn_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-8688659327563715115</id><published>2011-11-11T01:11:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-12T15:22:55.635+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidianità'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><title type='text'>Il momento M !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;In questa casa succedono dei fenomeni inspiegabili ... no, non è vero, sono spiegablilissimi e normalissimi e sicuramente succedono in tutte le famiglie che hanno bimbi dell'eta' di Melina... certo che sono sorprendenti (^_^) ! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Comunque, ve ne racconto uno... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Il periodo risale a ... boh, Melina aveva appena cominciato a camminare&amp;nbsp;ed esplorava il mondo coi suoi piedini.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-91BTjRHCs-Y/Tr4tpt9lTVI/AAAAAAAABQE/7E0UAdCLwlE/s1600/M431.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="392" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-91BTjRHCs-Y/Tr4tpt9lTVI/AAAAAAAABQE/7E0UAdCLwlE/s400/M431.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Ma all'improvviso ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zv3OexF6ftk/TrzyQJZJGkI/AAAAAAAABO0/kBegGEnD1fw/s1600/M432.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-zv3OexF6ftk/TrzyQJZJGkI/AAAAAAAABO0/kBegGEnD1fw/s400/M432.jpg" width="368" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cosa vedono i miei occhi ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;DADANN !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;∑q|ﾟДﾟ| w a a H !!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: large;"&gt; ダダん！&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93fPef57VrY/Tr4t6qx086I/AAAAAAAABQM/mVUr3DTvbWw/s1600/M433.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-93fPef57VrY/Tr4t6qx086I/AAAAAAAABQM/mVUr3DTvbWw/s400/M433.jpg" width="372" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;L'ORDINE ! &lt;/span&gt;＼(◎∠◎)／&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;l senso dell'ORDINEEEEE !&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;... E guardando bene, vedo qualcosetta volante dietro&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;... mmmm&lt;/span&gt;??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sl_cDSTuCy0/Tr4uOVCVekI/AAAAAAAABQU/KFTETYcaJxk/s1600/M333_2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="288" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-sl_cDSTuCy0/Tr4uOVCVekI/AAAAAAAABQU/KFTETYcaJxk/s400/M333_2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecco, ho capito tutto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BBgBWl8hKFc/TrzyfOMYArI/AAAAAAAABPM/XHN0CFBTyx8/s1600/monolito.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="271" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BBgBWl8hKFc/TrzyfOMYArI/AAAAAAAABPM/XHN0CFBTyx8/s400/monolito.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Da Melina era arrivato il Monolito! L'oggetto misterioso che ci rende tutti più intelligenti. Che, tornando indietro nei millenni, ci ha resi Esseri Umani dalle scimmiette !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;In realtà, parlando con altri amici genitori, tutti avevano notato delle piccole "esplosioni" nell'intelligenza dei loro bimbi, tipiche del Monolito, soprattutto alla mattina. Chissà, quei cervellini, che cosa combinano mentre dormono ?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Insomma, da allora quando Melina ha uno sviluppo notevole ed improvviso, ci diciamo: "E' il momento Monolito !"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Anche adesso spesso ci sorprende con cambiamenti drastici, in tanti modi...&amp;nbsp; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXblF8FK42Q/Tr44DBbVSKI/AAAAAAAABQ0/DaZ5jdycsNc/s1600/M434.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXblF8FK42Q/Tr44DBbVSKI/AAAAAAAABQ0/DaZ5jdycsNc/s400/M434.jpg" width="368" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Che bello ! La lastra miracolosa arriva dai bambini, viene solo per i cervelli vuoti dall'anima pura ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma ... (?(｡_。).｡o0O?？ aspetta, se si tratta del cervello vuoto, perché no ? ANCH'IO ! ho il cervello, come mi dicono tanti, quasi vuoto !! ... QUAsi eh !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;Ed ecco che mi arriva il Monol ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cZyrS6c_f-c/Tr4xzUNEAhI/AAAAAAAABQk/XINJL0wqoiQ/s1600/M435.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-cZyrS6c_f-c/Tr4xzUNEAhI/AAAAAAAABQk/XINJL0wqoiQ/s400/M435.jpg" width="353" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;... Ma ....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oFrdSuF5JlM/Tr4x34T9l9I/AAAAAAAABQs/CjJPV0Olhus/s1600/M436.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; display: inline ! important; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oFrdSuF5JlM/Tr4x34T9l9I/AAAAAAAABQs/CjJPV0Olhus/s400/M436.jpg" width="382" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oFrdSuF5JlM/Tr4x34T9l9I/AAAAAAAABQs/CjJPV0Olhus/s1600/M436.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZXblF8FK42Q/Tr44DBbVSKI/AAAAAAAABQ0/DaZ5jdycsNc/s1600/M434.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;┐('～`；)┌&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;niente da fare !&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Purtroppo, la mente pura non ce l'ho piu' da tanto tempo ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif; text-align: left;"&gt;NB Da questo post ho cambiato il lettering, che dite, è meglio ? A me sembra di si ...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-8688659327563715115?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/8688659327563715115/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=8688659327563715115' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/8688659327563715115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/8688659327563715115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2011/11/il-momento-m.html' title='Il momento M !'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-91BTjRHCs-Y/Tr4tpt9lTVI/AAAAAAAABQE/7E0UAdCLwlE/s72-c/M431.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-3695100802803837518</id><published>2011-11-05T00:54:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-11-05T00:54:53.277+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidianità'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blablabla'/><title type='text'>Le amichette</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Questa è una cosa che mi è capitata giorni fa ...　DICIAMO COSI !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ero a casa a fare la solita casalinga, Mariton lavorava (ma come sempre nell'angolino-studio, che non si vede) e Melina era a scuola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pulendo un po' dappertutto, passo davanti al bagno e sento, da dietro la porta chiusa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LJ5tpkrzSds/TrMmwgKpIfI/AAAAAAAABOE/TLamKOD2PLI/s1600/RMM11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LJ5tpkrzSds/TrMmwgKpIfI/AAAAAAAABOE/TLamKOD2PLI/s320/RMM11.jpg" width="296" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;... pssss ! daaaiii, Melina non c'è, un pochino ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... dai, smettila ! mi fai solletico !&lt;br /&gt;... allora qui ?&lt;br /&gt;... noooo !! lo fai apposta !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;??? （；￢＿￢)&amp;nbsp; Ma chi sono ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YPAqleD6nrY/TrMnR72CIsI/AAAAAAAABOM/-M1sxIVqOnA/s1600/RMM12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YPAqleD6nrY/TrMnR72CIsI/AAAAAAAABOM/-M1sxIVqOnA/s320/RMM12.jpg" width="276" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apro la porta e ho visto ... ∑(￣Д￣；) COOOOSAAAA ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HPNGFvCQpas/TrMnbxrUsRI/AAAAAAAABOU/aBi1ddCF57A/s1600/RMM13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HPNGFvCQpas/TrMnbxrUsRI/AAAAAAAABOU/aBi1ddCF57A/s320/RMM13.jpg" width="290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;...... !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SsqKNly_DiQ/TrMnsuVaLTI/AAAAAAAABOc/NVmMEFYF4h0/s1600/RMM14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SsqKNly_DiQ/TrMnsuVaLTI/AAAAAAAABOc/NVmMEFYF4h0/s320/RMM14.jpg" width="239" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non sapevo che Barbie e Tania fossreo due amiche così intime ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-92NauIFzZyg/TrMn1g2g4SI/AAAAAAAABOk/NejynW5Qups/s1600/RMM15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-92NauIFzZyg/TrMn1g2g4SI/AAAAAAAABOk/NejynW5Qups/s320/RMM15.jpg" width="305" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi hanno guardato malissimo! Eh, vi capisco... scusate se sono stata cafona ad aprire la porta ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F I N E ... （○￣ ～ ￣○；）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. ma insomma, non è carina questa foto ? l'ho scattata perché sembrava proprio che si volessero bene!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-3695100802803837518?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/3695100802803837518/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=3695100802803837518' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3695100802803837518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3695100802803837518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2011/11/le-amichette.html' title='Le amichette'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LJ5tpkrzSds/TrMmwgKpIfI/AAAAAAAABOE/TLamKOD2PLI/s72-c/RMM11.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-7005910280966689366</id><published>2011-10-24T21:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-10-24T21:32:07.539+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amici di melina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuori casa'/><title type='text'>Melina Show !!!</title><content type='html'>(;^ω^A 　... Mi vergogno un po' della lentezza degli aggiornamenti del blog, sorry! ... buon ottobre (anche se quasi alla fine) e buon ... Inverno! ...　(ﾉ△･｡) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questo però è un episodio ... della stagione passata ormai: l'estate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un giorno di fine agosto ho portato Melina a Crema, dove ci aspettavano MayuMayu e il piccolo Gabi-tan, per fare un weekend only girls (più il piccolino), visto che Mariton doveva lavorare e il mariton di MayuMayu era fuori per la sua passione per la montagna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XG_NiD3ChCY/TqR4F-7GJoI/AAAAAAAABME/WKETP2X7Ykg/s1600/M421.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666786275324470914" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XG_NiD3ChCY/TqR4F-7GJoI/AAAAAAAABME/WKETP2X7Ykg/s320/M421.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 307px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MayuMayu e Gabi-tan, siete sempre troppo carini! il piccolo Gaby non rinuncia mai a farci ridere !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La serata è rilassante e gioiosa, la cena iper buona, e il giorno dopo andiamo al parco ... vicino a casa di MayuMayu ce n'è uno molto bello, pieno di verde e divertimenti. Infatti, Melina appena vede la zona giochi si scatena !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ad un certo punto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JFw0UIU5tfI/TqR4NlbfRkI/AAAAAAAABMQ/ivIfBRFWeJY/s1600/M422.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666786405919966786" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JFw0UIU5tfI/TqR4NlbfRkI/AAAAAAAABMQ/ivIfBRFWeJY/s320/M422.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 302px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... da quel momento l'attenzione di Melina si é concentrata tutta sul tronco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghYzAQpYrnk/TqR4-1OxnzI/AAAAAAAABMc/vM5gqXfkJkA/s1600/M423.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666787251975200562" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ghYzAQpYrnk/TqR4-1OxnzI/AAAAAAAABMc/vM5gqXfkJkA/s320/M423.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 310px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... anzi, sul Palcoscenico improvvisato !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ... ((o(б_б;)o)) t u m p t u m p ... rullo di tamburi.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taaadaaaan ! Inizia lo show di Melina !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KGSYc10RtPY/TqR5IRf48pI/AAAAAAAABMo/dSeuFZBwYn4/s1600/M424.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666787414181999250" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KGSYc10RtPY/TqR5IRf48pI/AAAAAAAABMo/dSeuFZBwYn4/s320/M424.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 313px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;si, si, e poi ?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PTy4q_cO7po/TqR7hb7MY4I/AAAAAAAABNA/43G9y5SIGoc/s1600/M425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666790045500859266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PTy4q_cO7po/TqR7hb7MY4I/AAAAAAAABNA/43G9y5SIGoc/s320/M425.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 295px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooohhhooo ?? che melodia allegra ! E si parla di un coniglio ??...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pcXowAXnvKw/TqR8CBuX3xI/AAAAAAAABNM/ZKznf5AlmEk/s1600/M426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666790605403447058" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pcXowAXnvKw/TqR8CBuX3xI/AAAAAAAABNM/ZKznf5AlmEk/s320/M426.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 294px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... e danza anche bene !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LEMk7NDzYM0/TqR8RpES_XI/AAAAAAAABNY/53FFxu3Np74/s1600/M427.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666790873662422386" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LEMk7NDzYM0/TqR8RpES_XI/AAAAAAAABNY/53FFxu3Np74/s320/M427.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 313px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &amp;nbsp;va velocissima (ﾟ_｡)?(｡_ﾟ)?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, adesso rallenta, di nuovo un momento "La La La" ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A54HEX0leFk/TqR9R-DYOrI/AAAAAAAABNk/XB4fWAhVtHQ/s1600/M428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666791978807343794" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A54HEX0leFk/TqR9R-DYOrI/AAAAAAAABNk/XB4fWAhVtHQ/s320/M428.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 294px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poi poi ? Non ci capisco ... (◎_◎)? Diventa------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LKTFUxKy5mk/TqR93uxpKlI/AAAAAAAABNw/P5tAaeLlr1E/s1600/M429.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666792627541453394" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LKTFUxKy5mk/TqR93uxpKlI/AAAAAAAABNw/P5tAaeLlr1E/s320/M429.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 320px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 309px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D ... D, Σ（￣Д￣;）... Drammatica !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dopo il coniglietto, la pace e il primo amore ... ecco il GRAN FINALE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dt5z2LRGgp0/TqR-MIko2KI/AAAAAAAABN8/B-79nOt5How/s1600/M4210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666792978063612066" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Dt5z2LRGgp0/TqR-MIko2KI/AAAAAAAABN8/B-79nOt5How/s320/M4210.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 318px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 320px;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;||||||||||凹[◎凸◎;]凹|||||||||| B O O O O O M !&lt;br /&gt;Chiusura spettacolare con esplosione finale !!!... Melina sei proprio una vera giapponesina, hai il perfetto spirito da Mazinger nel Sangue !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grazie MayuMayu ! E' da un po' che non ci vediamo (...anche se ci sentiamo di brutto !!), a presto spero e un saluto anche ai tuoi Boys  (^-^)ゝ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-7005910280966689366?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/7005910280966689366/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=7005910280966689366' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/7005910280966689366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/7005910280966689366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2011/10/melna-show.html' title='Melina Show !!!'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XG_NiD3ChCY/TqR4F-7GJoI/AAAAAAAABME/WKETP2X7Ykg/s72-c/M421.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-7775243496081189609</id><published>2011-09-03T23:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T23:41:42.820+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mariton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blablabla'/><title type='text'>Family Attack !!!</title><content type='html'>... Buon settembre !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho la una sensazione che noi (intendo io e Mariton) litighiamo meno rispetto alla media ... secondo me e' una buona cosa, soprattutto per i bimbi, crescere con i genitori "sereni".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MA ho un'altra sensazione: che litighiamo meno NON perche' siamo gentili o generosi, ma soltanto perche' siamo abituati, fin troppo, a subire una sacco di piccole umiliazioni e attacchi reciproci ! （○￣ ～ ￣○；）&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nu0WWn8hjvI/TmFJKndJNHI/AAAAAAAABKs/xf7dvjkGOo0/s1600/M411.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nu0WWn8hjvI/TmFJKndJNHI/AAAAAAAABKs/xf7dvjkGOo0/s320/M411.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647875854438052978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anzi, ci siamo talmente abituati che ormai ci piace questo teatrino degli attacchi ... E non so se questo vada bene per i bimbi ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ITBh8rLcUzM/TmKWoT8Z9LI/AAAAAAAABL8/2ouQfEzG3vs/s1600/M412.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ITBh8rLcUzM/TmKWoT8Z9LI/AAAAAAAABL8/2ouQfEzG3vs/s320/M412.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648242501968590002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J9h6tqp3ug4/TmFJqy7pGfI/AAAAAAAABK8/aQzqBbmJmAY/s1600/M413.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J9h6tqp3ug4/TmFJqy7pGfI/AAAAAAAABK8/aQzqBbmJmAY/s320/M413.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647876407274576370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spesso ci attacchiamo, sia scherzando che seriamente, in un modo che in una coppia "normale" potrebbe provocare dei pesanti litigi....  &lt;br /&gt;ヽ( )｀ε´( )ノ b o o o o !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J6LAaAx81t4/TmFJ8Hkbq8I/AAAAAAAABLE/l240TdUkC1E/s1600/M414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J6LAaAx81t4/TmFJ8Hkbq8I/AAAAAAAABLE/l240TdUkC1E/s320/M414.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647876704872147906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jujV4va32zY/TmFKFOS_ZQI/AAAAAAAABLM/I_Fxcw5TRcQ/s1600/M415.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 303px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jujV4va32zY/TmFKFOS_ZQI/AAAAAAAABLM/I_Fxcw5TRcQ/s320/M415.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647876861296862466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma in questa casa "l'insultato" la prende molto bene, considera l'attacco come una forma di affetto, quindi lo rende perfino felice, ecco il ns. segreto per volerci bene ... l'offesa più pesante -&gt; l'amore più profondo .... eeeeehe !? &lt;br /&gt;Σ(ﾟдﾟ;) lo ... L O V E !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ovviamente anche Melina, nascendo e vivendo tra questi genitori, è addestratissima a sentire il grande affetto che si nasconde dietro agli attacchi, e partecipa di brutto, sempre all'offensiva !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insomma, per lei ormai "insultarci" è una dichiarazione d'AMORE ! ... e lo sento BENISSIMO anch'io ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S-Js2V6DQCA/TmFKV6LAPLI/AAAAAAAABLU/I4464YfdlVc/s1600/M416.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S-Js2V6DQCA/TmFKV6LAPLI/AAAAAAAABLU/I4464YfdlVc/s320/M416.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647877147952430258" /&gt;&lt;/a&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8IlbSVlTvZU/TmFKzoBj45I/AAAAAAAABLk/4-PshMJsKnU/s1600/M417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8IlbSVlTvZU/TmFKzoBj45I/AAAAAAAABLk/4-PshMJsKnU/s320/M417.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647877658477061010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MA ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SiZz2c_3YRE/TmFK_Ti6QtI/AAAAAAAABLs/Um36UKTULWU/s1600/M418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SiZz2c_3YRE/TmFK_Ti6QtI/AAAAAAAABLs/Um36UKTULWU/s320/M418.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647877859138224850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;|;-_-|=3 fiuu ... Improvvisamente basta un commentino cosi breve e leggero a farmi capire quanto siamo fuori dallo standard e a farmi sentire attaccata per davvero e indifesa, colpita e affondata ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fvoq9518Ahk/TmFLM68VI5I/AAAAAAAABL0/88iekbmZYDg/s1600/M419.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fvoq9518Ahk/TmFLM68VI5I/AAAAAAAABL0/88iekbmZYDg/s320/M419.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647878093052126098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... (￣_っ￣) PERO' ??? Pensandoci bene, ogni casa ha la sua specialità un po' fuori dallo standard, tutto sommato ci vogliamo bene e ci esprimiamo: CHE MALE C'E' ????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-7775243496081189609?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/7775243496081189609/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=7775243496081189609' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/7775243496081189609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/7775243496081189609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2011/07/family-attack.html' title='Family Attack !!!'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-nu0WWn8hjvI/TmFJKndJNHI/AAAAAAAABKs/xf7dvjkGOo0/s72-c/M411.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-3493484649626217290</id><published>2011-07-06T16:05:00.014+02:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T10:46:01.037+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mariton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidianità'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blablabla'/><title type='text'>Bucaton alla Maricciana</title><content type='html'>Oggi vi parlo di Mari Mari casalinga. Non sono una maniaca della pulizia, della cucina... insomma affronto i lavori di casa in modo moooolto rilassato. &lt;br /&gt;(Sono d'accordo, anche troppo rilassato ☆ヾ(-Θ-:) !! BY Mariton).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MA ! C'e' una cosa che adoro fare bene ed è tenere molto in ordine i vestiti ! Cioè, partendo dal Bucato, lo Stiro attentamente e per finire metto tutti i capi nei cassetti, Piegatissimi e con gli stessa larghezza in cm, IN ORDINE !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3wgkokBWuhg/ThsPNwscWQI/AAAAAAAABJs/NOO0XL_ja9s/s1600/M401.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3wgkokBWuhg/ThsPNwscWQI/AAAAAAAABJs/NOO0XL_ja9s/s320/M401.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628108888413591810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando vedo tutti i cassetti Pieni e Profumati di Ammorbidente, (○ﾟε＾○)v... che soddisfazione e che senso di bellezza che mi danno !  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ovviamente mi piace anche che il cesto della biancheria sia completamente vuoto ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo che in questi giorni, con questo caldo, tra il sudore e i giochi assurdi di Melina con l'acqua e il fango, i giri della lavatrice aumentano a dismisura e appena mi distraggo un attimo la biancheria sporca si accumula con una velocità da ghepardo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b9uXnbsZm5E/ThsRei_r7rI/AAAAAAAABJ0/M1Y-6bBmjAA/s1600/M402.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-b9uXnbsZm5E/ThsRei_r7rI/AAAAAAAABJ0/M1Y-6bBmjAA/s320/M402.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628111375817240242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;essendo amante del Bucato, attivo immediatamente la missione "distruzione mt. Bucaton" ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cSd_PEqRSB4/ThsSgl0kmFI/AAAAAAAABJ8/mjM8sJo8YmQ/s1600/M403.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-cSd_PEqRSB4/ThsSgl0kmFI/AAAAAAAABJ8/mjM8sJo8YmQ/s320/M403.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628112510447294546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma ... uhmm... resta ancora un piccolo spazietto vuoto nella lavatrice, cerco intorno le ultime cose da lavare e ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CVPt4GRKf80/Th1Zl6de_cI/AAAAAAAABKk/rYm1ACiD-qk/s1600/M404.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-CVPt4GRKf80/Th1Zl6de_cI/AAAAAAAABKk/rYm1ACiD-qk/s320/M404.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628753617165942210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... comincio improvvisamente a vedere i miei vestiti un po' sporchini, dài tolgo la maglietta e la lavo... e sfilandola vedo che il problema non è solo la maglietta ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ao4Hm6H7hvc/ThsS1xtE8nI/AAAAAAAABKM/6AmPjAiv5Vs/s1600/M405.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ao4Hm6H7hvc/ThsS1xtE8nI/AAAAAAAABKM/6AmPjAiv5Vs/s320/M405.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628112874414338674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e dopo 30 sec...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mKJ1MHHi-po/ThsS_Uyu2bI/AAAAAAAABKU/NRa_4PSL4xk/s1600/M406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 278px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-mKJ1MHHi-po/ThsS_Uyu2bI/AAAAAAAABKU/NRa_4PSL4xk/s320/M406.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628113038452119986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COME SEMPRE, ∈(´Д｀)∋ a h h h a !&lt;br /&gt;Mariton becca il momento più sbagliato (... o il più divertente ?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X9RaTFurcZY/ThsTF_-WTII/AAAAAAAABKc/DrVaFYiONd8/s1600/M407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-X9RaTFurcZY/ThsTF_-WTII/AAAAAAAABKc/DrVaFYiONd8/s320/M407.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5628113153122782338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Concludendo il discorso "Mari Mari casalinga"...  (?_?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;il corpo umano può essere bello, forse affascinante, ma se lo becchi in una situazione assurda non fa nessun altro effetto che la comicità ... almeno son riuscita a far scoppiare a ridere il mio adorato Mariton (ρ＿；)... snif.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-3493484649626217290?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/3493484649626217290/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=3493484649626217290' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3493484649626217290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3493484649626217290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2011/07/bucaton-alla-maricciana.html' title='Bucaton alla Maricciana'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3wgkokBWuhg/ThsPNwscWQI/AAAAAAAABJs/NOO0XL_ja9s/s72-c/M401.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-214701853451740538</id><published>2011-06-06T00:17:00.016+02:00</published><updated>2011-06-07T10:55:30.093+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><title type='text'>Una mattina di grande avventura</title><content type='html'>A volte capita che, nel weekend, usciamo solo noi donne di casa, Melina ed io, per fare la spesa, un giretto al parco, ecc... quando papi è messo male col lavoro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uf7Kl3cTijs/Te3fhwOPheI/AAAAAAAABIs/IBuvGRjA2k4/s1600/M391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uf7Kl3cTijs/Te3fhwOPheI/AAAAAAAABIs/IBuvGRjA2k4/s320/M391.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615390081374193122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spesso porto Melina al Parco della Martesana, camminando lungo il naviglio. E' la ns. giungla preferita !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dove c'è l'acqua ci sono... LORO! Eh eh eh (´ヘ｀;) Insomma, dovunque ci troviamo, non manca mai quel tocco di natura milanese, ovvero i TOPONI !! W !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--zTi7oLDtm0/Te3fyJ-zFtI/AAAAAAAABI0/tT2ZwbRp2WE/s1600/M392.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--zTi7oLDtm0/Te3fyJ-zFtI/AAAAAAAABI0/tT2ZwbRp2WE/s320/M392.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615390363166643922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e nella giungla ci sono certi cespugli fitti che dentro ci trovi delle cose che non ti aspetti ∑(ﾟДﾟ)ｱｧ!? ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xykf4WPgVUo/Te3gDWFE4lI/AAAAAAAABI8/IQsbaLNjXoU/s1600/M393.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xykf4WPgVUo/Te3gDWFE4lI/AAAAAAAABI8/IQsbaLNjXoU/s320/M393.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615390658471977554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e ... in questa stagione, purtroppo, si vedono dappertutto per terra dei pulcini caduti dal nido senza più vitaccina ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3KKBc5_S5Vk/Te3gXV4n9gI/AAAAAAAABJE/sbR6gbJ5XeY/s1600/M394.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3KKBc5_S5Vk/Te3gXV4n9gI/AAAAAAAABJE/sbR6gbJ5XeY/s320/M394.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615391002017134082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al ritorno, naturalmente dobbiamo consegnare il rapporto dettagliato !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pBI-ltgyo2g/Te3go9TSS1I/AAAAAAAABJM/zuPzuKdbsFo/s1600/M395.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pBI-ltgyo2g/Te3go9TSS1I/AAAAAAAABJM/zuPzuKdbsFo/s320/M395.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615391304655719250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_spsMfdiDY8/Te3g1wI3Q3I/AAAAAAAABJU/_Ut7v2hub20/s1600/M396.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_spsMfdiDY8/Te3g1wI3Q3I/AAAAAAAABJU/_Ut7v2hub20/s320/M396.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615391524460643186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lqImsn251uQ/Te3nYcEY1uI/AAAAAAAABJk/97VtCjrxeWw/s1600/M397.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-lqImsn251uQ/Te3nYcEY1uI/AAAAAAAABJk/97VtCjrxeWw/s320/M397.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5615398717438351074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma che vita sarebbe senza avventura??? ､.';･ゞ(≧ω≦) ci vuole eh !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-214701853451740538?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/214701853451740538/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=214701853451740538' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/214701853451740538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/214701853451740538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2011/06/una-mattina-di-grande-avventura.html' title='Una mattina di grande avventura'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-uf7Kl3cTijs/Te3fhwOPheI/AAAAAAAABIs/IBuvGRjA2k4/s72-c/M391.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-7612420887612734227</id><published>2011-04-04T15:31:00.026+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T21:20:28.300+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ferita'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><title type='text'>La mela cade ... di BRUTTO !</title><content type='html'>Questa è capitata una sera ... verso le 21,00, quando Melina stava quasi per andare a nanna....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innanzi tutto dovrei descrivere un po' come è composta questa casa, eccola qui ...　... ｢(ｰﾍー;) &lt;br /&gt;(... OVVIAMENTE, le pareti sono diritte eh !!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xtTwidTLx0M/TaxWXln_BnI/AAAAAAAABG4/-VLUjI6PpCY/s1600/M381.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xtTwidTLx0M/TaxWXln_BnI/AAAAAAAABG4/-VLUjI6PpCY/s320/M381.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596943400151484018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stavolta la scena del crimine è stata ... QUI ! KOOKOOOO !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zl8qke2oUOI/TaxWpfDs-mI/AAAAAAAABHA/qM4YKrvWgjE/s1600/M382.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zl8qke2oUOI/TaxWpfDs-mI/AAAAAAAABHA/qM4YKrvWgjE/s320/M382.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596943707626338914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quesl giorno, mentre la mamma girava dappertutto per appoggiare il bucato sui telmosifoni e Melina guardava con comodo...&lt;br /&gt;uno dei suoi cartoon preferiti....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l2WrLf5Hxuo/TaxW2qHlzsI/AAAAAAAABHI/Q9DY11Ljzuk/s1600/M383.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l2WrLf5Hxuo/TaxW2qHlzsI/AAAAAAAABHI/Q9DY11Ljzuk/s320/M383.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596943933933735618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In testa mi lampeggiava um semaforo giallo, ma avevo il bucato da gestire ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e difatti, dopo 10 secondi ... ∑q|ﾟДﾟ|pﾜｵｫ!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0erLS7Cbpoo/Ta58Z6n90rI/AAAAAAAABII/KLmw6CU6GSg/s1600/M384.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0erLS7Cbpoo/Ta58Z6n90rI/AAAAAAAABII/KLmw6CU6GSg/s320/M384.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597548171543564978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corro a vedere, ma che è successo ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6L52Bj0htBg/TaxXUiKZALI/AAAAAAAABHY/EaPZKiQkhw0/s1600/M385.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6L52Bj0htBg/TaxXUiKZALI/AAAAAAAABHY/EaPZKiQkhw0/s320/M385.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596944447194071218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una tradizione di questa casa (creata da Melina), è che quando si fa la bua alla testina gli altri la devono soccorere con la mozzarella. e anche questa volta facciamo quello che dobbiamo.... &lt;br /&gt;(n.b. quando nessuno le porta urgentemente una mozzarella, va a prendersela da sola arrabbiandosi e piangendo ancora di più...)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iszPSDVF9yA/Ta5_zmpldqI/AAAAAAAABIg/eAighw5Tdkc/s1600/M386.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iszPSDVF9yA/Ta5_zmpldqI/AAAAAAAABIg/eAighw5Tdkc/s320/M386.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597551911393130146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（ﾟ〇ﾟ；）e e e h ?!Guardando la Melina ferita sul cucuzzolo mi è venuto alla mente un flashback ... doloroso ...&lt;br /&gt;Un paio d'anni fa, quando Melina era piccolina e moooolto meno stabile di adesso... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bA8_-4SL_nI/TaxX3-r4AjI/AAAAAAAABHo/-9uvv6U3ho0/s1600/M387.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bA8_-4SL_nI/TaxX3-r4AjI/AAAAAAAABHo/-9uvv6U3ho0/s320/M387.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596945056146129458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- avevamo appena smontato dal tavolo il seggiolino per i bimbi piccoli, ma non ne avevamo ancora un altro specifico per lei, così la mettevamo su uno sgabello di Mariton, che si porta dietro da 15 anni. Visto che non c'era nessun baby stopper, dovevamo stare sempre attenti che non cadesse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma ... gli incidenti succedono per 5 secondi di distrazione ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ncOERUtsoP0/TaxYL3vt54I/AAAAAAAABHw/QqbSrQ3RS8s/s1600/M388.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ncOERUtsoP0/TaxYL3vt54I/AAAAAAAABHw/QqbSrQ3RS8s/s320/M388.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596945397880579970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vola ! VOOOOLAAAA !!! .... (￣□￣；) . . . g i ù.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hZ_oqBLPQss/Ta5-ZYxRWVI/AAAAAAAABIQ/AVc-G1rkNrM/s1600/M389.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 307px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hZ_oqBLPQss/Ta5-ZYxRWVI/AAAAAAAABIQ/AVc-G1rkNrM/s320/M389.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5597550361479043410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho visto proprio il momento in cui Melina è atterrata !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gdJ4ijDnHgs/TaxYk2pfHgI/AAAAAAAABIA/ZPRGDSDUvVg/s1600/M3810.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 287px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gdJ4ijDnHgs/TaxYk2pfHgI/AAAAAAAABIA/ZPRGDSDUvVg/s320/M3810.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5596945827082739202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora posso ridere, ma ho avuto una paura, ho pensato: "oh no ! la fontanina di Melina si è appena chiusa, speriamo che non si sia riaperta !!!!". Invece tutto ok, fiuuu......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cmq.ヽ( ´ ▽ ` )ﾉ le cadute nella vita non finiscono mai! &lt;br /&gt;Fa bene addestrarsi un po'.... ヾ(´ε｀;)ゝ　nnnh ??!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-7612420887612734227?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/7612420887612734227/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=7612420887612734227' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/7612420887612734227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/7612420887612734227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2011/04/la-mela-cade-di-brutto.html' title='La mela cade ... di BRUTTO !'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xtTwidTLx0M/TaxWXln_BnI/AAAAAAAABG4/-VLUjI6PpCY/s72-c/M381.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-3957935090913675100</id><published>2011-03-31T01:19:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2011-04-04T10:35:27.404+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disegni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='works'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giappone'/><title type='text'>Il mio piccolo aiuto per il Giappone</title><content type='html'>Questi sono due disegni che ho fatto per &lt;a href="http://www.artedamangiare.it/evento.aspx?e=3899"&gt;la mostra di beneficenza&lt;/a&gt; presso l'associazione Culturale Arte Giappone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K9aUfOVIfRA/TZO7VC_j88I/AAAAAAAABGo/Jd_1rqPJc9g/s1600/Temari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K9aUfOVIfRA/TZO7VC_j88I/AAAAAAAABGo/Jd_1rqPJc9g/s320/Temari.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590017532752032706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hAgxcHowZdg/TZO7ci7AGpI/AAAAAAAABGw/n091h9rEmTg/s1600/URIBO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 212px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hAgxcHowZdg/TZO7ci7AGpI/AAAAAAAABGw/n091h9rEmTg/s320/URIBO.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590017661581925010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-3957935090913675100?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/3957935090913675100/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=3957935090913675100' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3957935090913675100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3957935090913675100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2011/03/il-mio-piccolo-aiuto-per-il-giappone.html' title='Il mio piccolo aiuto per il Giappone'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-K9aUfOVIfRA/TZO7VC_j88I/AAAAAAAABGo/Jd_1rqPJc9g/s72-c/Temari.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-3405943323516625933</id><published>2011-02-07T23:51:00.026+01:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T08:26:47.143+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mariton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidianità'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><title type='text'>Toponi, Love &amp; Hate</title><content type='html'>F I N A L M E N T E !!! ♪~♪ d(⌒o⌒)b♪~♪ﾗ&lt;br /&gt;... sta finendo l'inverno, penso e spero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonostante il freddo, spesso andiamo ai ns. parchi milanesi preferiti. Uno è famoso, oltre che per la sua bellezza, anche per i numerosissimi toponi che ci vivono (pure Striscia ci ha fatto vari servizi)!! &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Saremo forse un po' strani, ma ci piace fare mouse-watching! E' vero, i topi possono far impressione, ma come dire, sono anche carini e imbattercisi è una specie di happening, in fondo sono animali selvatici!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TVFhz3iwWHI/AAAAAAAABF4/mak9NnXPMwk/s1600/M371.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 292px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TVFhz3iwWHI/AAAAAAAABF4/mak9NnXPMwk/s320/M371.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571341757744961650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il Comune di Milano sta facendo tutto di tutto per cacciarli via, ma i roditori sono forti e furbi, per ora la vittoria ce l'hanno loro ! Yeah ! &lt;br /&gt;E' difficilissimo eliminarli !（=´∇｀=）ciuuuu ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, FUORI casa siamo mouse-lovers, ma DENTRO casa, invece, i topi vengono odiati e scacciati... da Mariton! Nel senso dei mouse per i computer però !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariton è un vero mouse-eliminator. Lui gestisce i suoi due Mac, e avendo già eliminato i relativi topini non vedeva l'ora di sopprimere anche il mio. Progettava accuratamente la missione da quando abbiamo messo la mia scrivania nella sala con la cucina a vista .......  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariton : "Vicino alla tavola, meno cavi abbiamo meglio è !" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TVFkTTxfzbI/AAAAAAAABGA/xKWUgagJqNE/s1600/M372.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TVFkTTxfzbI/AAAAAAAABGA/xKWUgagJqNE/s320/M372.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571344496922185138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. per quanto riguarda me, sono proprio indifferente: mouse o non mouse, uso quello che c'è.&lt;br /&gt;Comunque grazie Mariton per il regalo (^ー^*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insomma lui esegue tutte le azioni con la penna ottica sul suo vecchissimo G5, a me sembra difficile e faticoso, ma è successa una cosa pazzesca... Melina, pur di guardare Cip&amp;Ciop su Youtube, HA IMPARATO AD USARE LA PENNA !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimamente le piace starsene al buio a godersi la visione. Ovviamente la teniamo d'occhio a distanza...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TVFmGjyJhRI/AAAAAAAABGI/E1YvKRiQw58/s1600/M373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TVFmGjyJhRI/AAAAAAAABGI/E1YvKRiQw58/s320/M373.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571346476904842514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Un giorno sono andata a controllare la situazione, dato che la avevo lasciata sola per dieci minuti, e ho visto una cosa tipo ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WaaaHHH !! ∑(ﾟДﾟ) A a a A H !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TVFmg-jZ6uI/AAAAAAAABGQ/2oCy1xJi_es/s1600/penna_o1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TVFmg-jZ6uI/AAAAAAAABGQ/2oCy1xJi_es/s320/penna_o1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571346930767358690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melina aveva preso la parte gommosa della penna per una cicca o per un ciuccio, insomma, era distrutta !!! Oh NO !! Però visto che i pulsantini funzionavano ancora, ho unito i brandelli mordicchiati e li ho fissati con lo scotch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, tutto a posto !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TVFnNdaQzYI/AAAAAAAABGY/qFeFSwRb_54/s1600/penna_o2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TVFnNdaQzYI/AAAAAAAABGY/qFeFSwRb_54/s320/penna_o2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571347694964755842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oddio a posto ... per noi si, ma per Mariton ovviamente no, e si è arrabbiato di brutto !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TVFndFOFk7I/AAAAAAAABGg/CTkx3p9gsSI/s1600/M374.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 309px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TVFndFOFk7I/AAAAAAAABGg/CTkx3p9gsSI/s320/M374.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571347963349144498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Con tono durissimo e occhi sporgentissimi ha inflitto una punizione terribile alla figlia-topona !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INSOMMA, I TOPINI SONO PROPRIO DURI DA ELIMINARE EH !!! &lt;br /&gt;... (ρ＿；)... Comune di Mi, come ti capisco ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-3405943323516625933?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/3405943323516625933/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=3405943323516625933' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3405943323516625933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3405943323516625933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2011/02/toponi-love-hate.html' title='Toponi, Love &amp; Hate'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TVFhz3iwWHI/AAAAAAAABF4/mak9NnXPMwk/s72-c/M371.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-6406716507565892094</id><published>2011-01-19T23:31:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T00:09:05.665+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='kawaiii'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidianità'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ioio'/><title type='text'>un weekend di sole !!</title><content type='html'>Il mio craft-boom continua ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TTdnRzRLXcI/AAAAAAAABFM/xCoaZquuCZg/s1600/Borsetta1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TTdnRzRLXcI/AAAAAAAABFM/xCoaZquuCZg/s320/Borsetta1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564029420157230530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TTdnciG8b4I/AAAAAAAABFU/jwmNoOXclYk/s1600/Borsetta2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TTdnciG8b4I/AAAAAAAABFU/jwmNoOXclYk/s320/Borsetta2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564029604529467266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... lo ammetto, il sole non è che sia venuto un granchè ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il weekend scorso finalmente ho trovato una merceria che vende il feltro, allora ne ho preso un bel po' ed ho fatto una borsettina per Melina !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TTdnzWAtsSI/AAAAAAAABFc/X0T7udKv580/s1600/Borsetta3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TTdnzWAtsSI/AAAAAAAABFc/X0T7udKv580/s320/Borsetta3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564029996419100962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TTdn7ly0k_I/AAAAAAAABFk/qctCkMp47ZM/s1600/Borsetta4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TTdn7ly0k_I/AAAAAAAABFk/qctCkMp47ZM/s320/Borsetta4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564030138094752754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TTdoCvx4suI/AAAAAAAABFs/s63QoIruFxY/s1600/Borsetta5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TTdoCvx4suI/AAAAAAAABFs/s63QoIruFxY/s320/Borsetta5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564030261034267362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh eh eh ... preferisco non zoomare più di così, mi vergogno troppo dei miei lavori senza regola e supereasy ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-6406716507565892094?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/6406716507565892094/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=6406716507565892094' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/6406716507565892094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/6406716507565892094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2011/01/un-weekend-di-sole.html' title='un weekend di sole !!'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TTdnRzRLXcI/AAAAAAAABFM/xCoaZquuCZg/s72-c/Borsetta1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-8172896013475445026</id><published>2011-01-05T19:28:00.024+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-08T22:00:04.133+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mariton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidianità'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ioio'/><title type='text'>Le feste stanno finendo ... meno male !</title><content type='html'>Queste feste di Natale e capodanno sono state lunghissime, dal 23 dicembre  al 10 gennaio ! ヾ(*~∀~*)ゞ .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noi, dopo quel grande evento del trasloco, eravamo messi male, soprattutto Mariton, che non poteva più fermarsi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TSevni2v9gI/AAAAAAAABEs/jNYLuaKPhdA/s1600/craft1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TSevni2v9gI/AAAAAAAABEs/jNYLuaKPhdA/s320/craft1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559605358918366722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E allora per tutto il periodo, chi ci sta con Melina ??? .... IIIOOO ! Sinceramente avevo il dubbio che l'ufficio mi permettesse di prendere tutte queste ferie...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TSev3M6MJ_I/AAAAAAAABE0/6353949BW0s/s1600/craft2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TSev3M6MJ_I/AAAAAAAABE0/6353949BW0s/s320/craft2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559605627905124338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purtrop ... no no per fortuna, il mio capo mi ha dato l'ok per stare a casa tutto il tempo richiesto ... mammamia, che si fa ora? Col freddo pazzesco di fine dicembre uscire a giocare all'aperto è fuori discussione, bisogna inventarsi qualcosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per di più, che succede???  Σ(T□T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;il 20 dicembre, penultimo giorno prima delle vacanze, c'era l'attesa festa della scuola: avevo vestito Melina tutta di rosso e noi genitori dovevamo essere presenti alle 15,00 per ascoltare le canzoncine dei pulcini... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TSewGsOwJPI/AAAAAAAABE8/JMGOMEsOFqU/s1600/craft3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 303px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TSewGsOwJPI/AAAAAAAABE8/JMGOMEsOFqU/s320/craft3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559605894010905842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Però ... alle 10:30 la maestra ci chiama dicendo che Melina ha delle macchie rosse sulla faccia e dobbiamo portarla subito dalla pediatra ... (ﾉ△･｡)　Ma doveva capitare proprio quel giorno ?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TSewPjfRblI/AAAAAAAABFE/XXuLwgOlkyI/s1600/craft4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 297px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TSewPjfRblI/AAAAAAAABFE/XXuLwgOlkyI/s320/craft4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559606046283099730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Niente da fare, Melina aveva la scarlattina, avrebbe dovuto stare in casa per 1 setimana e prendere l'antibiotico per 10 giorni, quindi niente canzoncina e vacanze anticipate all'improvviso addirittura di 3 giorni !!! ... oh my God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Così abbiamo iniziato la lunga vacanza invernale ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per non deprimermi di noia, ho deciso di impegnarmi per 20 giorni ... mi sono dedicata al mondo della lavorazione a mano, ovvero maglia, cucito, ecc. per rendere più divertente la casa nuova, che era sistemata bene ma anonima, anzi NOIOSISSIMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E così ... tadaaan ! Ho creato, con un po' d'aiuto (e tantissime rotture) di Melina + grande aiuto della mia Singer da 90€ by e-Price ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. la tenda per la sala-cucina &lt;br /&gt;Materiale : due tende Ikea, 1 comprata apposta e l'altra, vecchissima, me la trascinavo dietro da 2 case....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TST6JRtwQDI/AAAAAAAABDE/wH8EKGsIoJ4/s1600/tenda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TST6JRtwQDI/AAAAAAAABDE/wH8EKGsIoJ4/s320/tenda.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558842877363109938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB : l'asimmetria è voluta, ma avrei dovuto osare di più ... risultato: via di mezzo Successo/Fallimento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. il copridivano &lt;br /&gt;Materiale : vari pezzi di tessuto presi qua e là...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TST7zF4rgNI/AAAAAAAABDM/DuLMWe5sAlo/s1600/copri_divano1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TST7zF4rgNI/AAAAAAAABDM/DuLMWe5sAlo/s320/copri_divano1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558844695253844178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ne ho fatti due, uno verde e l'altro rosso ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TST79Cz44AI/AAAAAAAABDU/IKGEyLv0Md0/s1600/copri_divano2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TST79Cz44AI/AAAAAAAABDU/IKGEyLv0Md0/s320/copri_divano2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558844866227134466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... no no, uno solo ma multi color, si vede ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TST8JZAAtmI/AAAAAAAABDc/gRNsDof4yxs/s1600/copri_divano3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TST8JZAAtmI/AAAAAAAABDc/gRNsDof4yxs/s320/copri_divano3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558845078341989986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. una casetta per gli uccellini da regalare all'amico Martin....&lt;br /&gt;Materiale : rametti raccolti nel parco vicino a casa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TST8XxmSXfI/AAAAAAAABDk/9_S6tRozegA/s1600/casetta_martin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TST8XxmSXfI/AAAAAAAABDk/9_S6tRozegA/s320/casetta_martin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558845325463150066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qui non si vede, ma ci ho messo anche il tetto eh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. un'altra casetta anche per Melina, che era molto invidiosa di Martin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TST8pigz-SI/AAAAAAAABDs/92pwQcxQq3I/s1600/casetta_melina1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TST8pigz-SI/AAAAAAAABDs/92pwQcxQq3I/s320/casetta_melina1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558845630651300130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melina insisteva e così ho fatto entrare anche lei insieme all'amico pulcino...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TST80-3wm0I/AAAAAAAABD0/QMA4ZwX9WF4/s1600/casetta_melina2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TST80-3wm0I/AAAAAAAABD0/QMA4ZwX9WF4/s320/casetta_melina2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558845827242302274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. due quadri per le amiche, con sacchetti a forma di calze della befana.&lt;br /&gt;Materiale : perline, lana ed adesivi colorati, scampoli delle tende...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TST9JudVlZI/AAAAAAAABD8/PaU3A-x5XaU/s1600/quadro1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TST9JudVlZI/AAAAAAAABD8/PaU3A-x5XaU/s320/quadro1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558846183613765010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TST9RnWhWMI/AAAAAAAABEE/BFhYeTcg3E0/s1600/quadro2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TST9RnWhWMI/AAAAAAAABEE/BFhYeTcg3E0/s320/quadro2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558846319145081026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TST9mBFp7eI/AAAAAAAABEM/Sx6zu0kYfWM/s1600/calzone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TST9mBFp7eI/AAAAAAAABEM/Sx6zu0kYfWM/s320/calzone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558846669651045858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. La sciarpina di Melina&lt;br /&gt;La mia prima produzione assoluta con i ferri ... in effetti è fatta male e piena di errori, ma Melina la adora ... Quindi non è stata proprio un fallimento, ma quasi ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TST9y55WFLI/AAAAAAAABEU/-hJ8R7LeGF8/s1600/Sciarpamelina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TST9y55WFLI/AAAAAAAABEU/-hJ8R7LeGF8/s320/Sciarpamelina.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558846891058664626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.Un'altra sciarpina per Sirenetta, venuta un po' meglio rispetto all'altra !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TST9_PB930I/AAAAAAAABEc/uz4uTHps-dc/s1600/Sciarpasirenetta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TST9_PB930I/AAAAAAAABEc/uz4uTHps-dc/s320/Sciarpasirenetta.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558847102890401602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Il copri macchina da cucire ... FALLIMENTO (;´ρ`)  ! E' troppo grande e non la copre bene, è da rifare !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TST-Z2sQKYI/AAAAAAAABEk/P-1zg8--T9A/s1600/s_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TST-Z2sQKYI/AAAAAAAABEk/P-1zg8--T9A/s320/s_cover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558847560213342594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poi ci sono le sciarpine di Mariton, un ornamento di natale (fallimentissimo !), un'altra sciarpa per me ... poi ci sarà la tovaglia ecc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alla fine, lavorare con le mani, un po' da mamma di una volta, mi piace molto, boh, non so dire se ci sarà qualche miglioramento in futuro, ma speriamo di siiiii !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scuola, riapriti Sesamo.... (T人T） t i p r e g o !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-8172896013475445026?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/8172896013475445026/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=8172896013475445026' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/8172896013475445026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/8172896013475445026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2011/01/le-feste-stanno-finendo-meno-male.html' title='Le feste stanno finendo ... meno male !'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TSevni2v9gI/AAAAAAAABEs/jNYLuaKPhdA/s72-c/craft1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-7488658804046397185</id><published>2011-01-04T00:29:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-01-06T11:36:18.208+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='works'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidianità'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THANKS★'/><title type='text'>Sul giornale !</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TSJVO4BFjdI/AAAAAAAABC8/dq4OO59oa9U/s1600/T_01_cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TSJVO4BFjdI/AAAAAAAABC8/dq4OO59oa9U/s320/T_01_cover.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558098604172086738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' un'illustrazione che ho realizzato per la copertina del &lt;a href="http://http://www.parcotrotter.org/news/index.php?option=com_content&amp;view=category&amp;layout=blog&amp;id=46&amp;Itemid=66"&gt; giornale T&lt;/a&gt;, dell'associazione Città del sole-Amici del Parco Trotter di Milano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo staff è composto da mamme e papà dei bimbi che frequentano la Casa del Sole, ovvero il gruppo di scuole che si trovano dentro il Parco Trotter. E' stato bello poter lavorare per un po' con i redattori, che ritmo pazzesco che hanno! Dopo lunghe giornate ai loro lavori "veri", si dedicano con anima e cuore al giornale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In questo numero, tra tante belle cose, c'è anche un'intervista al premio Nobel DARIO FO-san! 　(￣ο￣)　o o o h &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Barbara &amp; staff !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-7488658804046397185?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/7488658804046397185/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=7488658804046397185' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/7488658804046397185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/7488658804046397185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2011/01/sul-giornale.html' title='Sul giornale !'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TSJVO4BFjdI/AAAAAAAABC8/dq4OO59oa9U/s72-c/T_01_cover.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-1986852290825717336</id><published>2010-12-15T00:37:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T23:47:30.051+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amici di melina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><title type='text'>Ma chi ti ha insegnato questa parola ?!</title><content type='html'>Ciao a tutti e ciao all'atmosfera meravigliosa delle feste !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questo è un post che avevo preparato nella casa vecchia (solo ultimamente sono riuscita a recuperare tutti i disegni da quel macello ... e sapete dove li ho trovati ?? ... |;-_-|=3 NEL BAGNO !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*********************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era una sera di pieno autunno, abbiamo ospitato Sirenetta, l'amica preferita di Melina, con il suo fratellino BasBass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TQf5gyCIXrI/AAAAAAAABBw/-jEVmzuWiCo/s1600/M361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TQf5gyCIXrI/AAAAAAAABBw/-jEVmzuWiCo/s320/M361.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550679407339265714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yuuuuppi ! !!γ(▽´ )ﾂヾ( ｀▽)ゞ Giochiaaamooooo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ... Sirenetta ormai è abituata a stare con noi: gioca con Melina, mangia la pappa e guarda i cartoon, tranquilissima, ma il piccolo BasBass dopo la pappa ha avuto un momento un po'.... "Mamma-snifsnif ...".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Masssiiii ci pensa la sorellona Melina, che ormai non porta più il ciuccio, ma sa che quella cosetta è importantissima per i più piccoli !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TQf5uMOdSsI/AAAAAAAABB4/-KDdooQ_WAY/s1600/M362.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TQf5uMOdSsI/AAAAAAAABB4/-KDdooQ_WAY/s320/M362.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550679637708589762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ecco BasBass, ti ho portato il tuo ciuccio, con la catenina del legno colorato, ora sei felice ?!" (by Melina ...) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Non lo vuoi ? Non è possibile ... allora ..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TQf6oR3XRsI/AAAAAAAABCA/c000OnvUly4/s1600/M363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TQf6oR3XRsI/AAAAAAAABCA/c000OnvUly4/s320/M363.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550680635654751938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becco ???? (;￣Д￣) Ma da dove spunta una parola simile ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marimari : Da me non eh !&lt;br /&gt;Mariton : Ma neanche da me, ovvio !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Non penso sia un'esperienza così rara per una famiglia con i bimbi piccoli che in casa arrivi improvvisamente una parola non proprio elegantissima. Posso immaginare, più o meno, che provenga dalla scuola materna !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecco come Melina potrebbe aver fatto il ragionamento "bocca = becco"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TQf8MdOBf9I/AAAAAAAABCI/5ovhlAYy5xk/s1600/M364.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TQf8MdOBf9I/AAAAAAAABCI/5ovhlAYy5xk/s320/M364.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550682356689502162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di certo non penso che le educatrici lascino usare ai bimbi dei termini poco adatti, è ovvio che stanno attente e li correggono subito.&lt;br /&gt;..... Però (´ヘ｀;)・・・se i bambini obbediscano o no è un discorso mooooooooolto diverso e forse un po' lotanuccio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TQf8us-3yLI/AAAAAAAABCQ/RIsVHIYHBkc/s1600/M365.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TQf8us-3yLI/AAAAAAAABCQ/RIsVHIYHBkc/s320/M365.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550682945036470450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Niente da fare, è la natura dei bimbi, anzi, di noi umani. Anch'io ricordo che tanti(ssimi) anni fa, da piccola, ero molto attratta dalle parole proibite. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A proposito, c'è un altro episodio...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melina adora correre/scappare ed è diventata bravissima ad evitare la mia mano "catturatrice", ha imparato a correre con un movimento da gatto, o polipo, o anguilla, insomma tiene il torso moribidissimo e io faccio fatica a trattenerla. Quando lo fa vicino alle macchine divento molto nervosa e le do una zampata micidiale, sarò brusca, ma è sicura a 100 % !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TQf-fmnIv6I/AAAAAAAABCY/Ffrzj4DAXiA/s1600/M366.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TQf-fmnIv6I/AAAAAAAABCY/Ffrzj4DAXiA/s320/M366.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550684884651524002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... (￣人￣) p l e a s e ... amiche mamme, vi prego NON dite tipo "che violenza, mi fai paura, io non lo faccio mai ..." ma " Mari, come TI CAPISCO !!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insomma la catturo, e Melina, dal cambiamento del mio movimento sente quanto sono arrabbiata e ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi fa ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TQf-8R4ejVI/AAAAAAAABCg/ioDiK9ENjDo/s1600/M367.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TQf-8R4ejVI/AAAAAAAABCg/ioDiK9ENjDo/s320/M367.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550685377303317842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma è possibile Σ(￣ε￣;|||･･･ ??? Sinceramente, in casa non pronunciamo mai quella parola con la C ... mi correggo, la diciamo pochissimo e mai davanti alla bimba ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allora, il colpevole ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marimari : Da me non eh !&lt;br /&gt;Mariton : Ma neanche da me, ovvio !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiuuu ... ovvio, tutto dalla scuola materna, ma cosa devo dire ancora, povere educatrici ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TQf_qDVZgvI/AAAAAAAABCo/jr8Jn6X1sNU/s1600/M368.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TQf_qDVZgvI/AAAAAAAABCo/jr8Jn6X1sNU/s320/M368.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550686163672072946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma tutto sommato, dopo che l'ho sgridata Melina non ha più ripetuto le parole proibite, forse le aveva pronunciate perchè sapeva che non si deve, giusto la piccola sfida di una bimba di 3 anni ... jё_ёjj  speriamo !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-1986852290825717336?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/1986852290825717336/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=1986852290825717336' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/1986852290825717336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/1986852290825717336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2010/12/ma-chi-ti-ha-insegnato-questa-parola.html' title='Ma chi ti ha insegnato questa parola ?!'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TQf5gyCIXrI/AAAAAAAABBw/-jEVmzuWiCo/s72-c/M361.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-1446244622894171871</id><published>2010-12-09T23:55:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T00:28:36.223+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidianità'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blablabla'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THANKS★'/><title type='text'>i Gigli da Barbara's family</title><content type='html'>Grazie Barbara and family !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i vostri gigli si stanno aprendo, oggi Mariton li ha spostati inseguendo lo spostamento del sole, ed ecco che si è aperto un fiore gigantesco ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TQFfBCVdAUI/AAAAAAAABBo/pSPvcntZVs0/s1600/gigli.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TQFfBCVdAUI/AAAAAAAABBo/pSPvcntZVs0/s320/gigli.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5548820687308521794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fa un profumo forte e buonissimo ! Melina non ci si stacca più, continua a far snif snif snif ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-1446244622894171871?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/1446244622894171871/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=1446244622894171871' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/1446244622894171871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/1446244622894171871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-gigli-da-barbaras-family.html' title='i Gigli da Barbara&apos;s family'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TQFfBCVdAUI/AAAAAAAABBo/pSPvcntZVs0/s72-c/gigli.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-1216406850434776678</id><published>2010-11-27T23:30:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T19:54:28.744+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidianità'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ioio'/><title type='text'>Traslocati !</title><content type='html'>Oddio, siamo già in inverno, è da tanto che non aggiorno il blog ... ma c'era un motivo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In questi mesi siamo stati presissimi dal... Tadaaan ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TPKCle0FkhI/AAAAAAAABBY/4qqKDqiIGoM/s1600/trasloco_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TPKCle0FkhI/AAAAAAAABBY/4qqKDqiIGoM/s320/trasloco_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544637671684805138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Traslocooooo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da quanto ne stavamo parlando...? Tipo dall'inizio del 2008 forse ? Più o meno. Abbiamo cominciato a discutere di comprare casa, "discutere" nel senso: "Compriamo la casa o no ?" "Io si che la voglio" "...E io no invece !", eravamo partiti da quel punto lì. Poi piano piano, decidendo di qui e di là, ce l'abbiamo fatta ! Ci sono voluti ben 2 anni e mezzo per arrivare al rogito e ho dovuto visitare più di 50 case ("E io non è che non facevo niente eh... PRODUCEVO !!!" by Mariton) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per tutti i dettagli, vi racconterò poi, per ora volevo dirvi che abbiamo (quasi) superato uno degli eventi più grandi della storia della famiglia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... il trasloco è stato moooolto più pesante (fisicamente) dal previsto, infatti ci siamo spostati sabato 20 e dalla sera di domenica mi è venuta la febbre a 39! Sono stata male male/malissimo per una settimana, tutto per lo stress di chiudere e aprire scatoloni su scatoloni!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La domenica sera, ero letteralmente (e visivamente !) in questo stato... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TPKCvz4SPtI/AAAAAAAABBg/M_PUQ6rEcEs/s1600/Trasloco_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TPKCvz4SPtI/AAAAAAAABBg/M_PUQ6rEcEs/s320/Trasloco_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544637849138249426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma alla fine non sono morta e abbiamo aperto tutti i 120 scatoloni ! Yuuuppi ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C O N T I N U A ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-1216406850434776678?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/1216406850434776678/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=1216406850434776678' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/1216406850434776678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/1216406850434776678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2010/11/traslocati.html' title='Traslocati !'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TPKCle0FkhI/AAAAAAAABBY/4qqKDqiIGoM/s72-c/trasloco_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-3438193675989336774</id><published>2010-09-09T21:17:00.031+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-20T06:43:58.894+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mariton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><title type='text'>i TRE pigroni di casa</title><content type='html'>E' un episodio di settimane fa, faceva ancora caldo, anzi, (＠Д＠；s u d o . . .  moooolto caldo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** a proposito di caldo, qualcuno mi spiega che vuol dire questo clima totalmente impazzito ?? da tre giorni viviamo in inverno, ma è possibile ? ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tornando in argomento, d'estate spesso Melina si presenta nudina totale o parziale e quel giorno era appunto nudina parziale e voleva venire su dalla mamma, in braccio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TIkzufrDNqI/AAAAAAAAA_o/8TDSDn5rTZo/s1600/M351.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TIkzufrDNqI/AAAAAAAAA_o/8TDSDn5rTZo/s320/M351.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514996092560946850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Penso che sia molto normale per i bimbi togliersi i vestiti per il caldo, ma, come dire, ho l'idea che Melina non debba abituarsi troppo a stare nuda, anche se è solo una pulcina, tutto sommato è una signorina ... vorrei che avesse già qualche senso del limite ... così quando le manca qualche capo addosso                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                              le proibisco qualcosa a seconda dal momento e di quello che vuole... tipo: se è nuda e vuole un bicchiere di latte, le dico di vestirsi altrimenti niente.&lt;br /&gt;Anche quel giorno, le avevo dato un "No"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TIk0ds9UJJI/AAAAAAAAA_w/_94j_ruVV1s/s1600/M352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TIk0ds9UJJI/AAAAAAAAA_w/_94j_ruVV1s/s320/M352.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514996903581066386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Però per convertire il "No" in un "Si" ci voleva una missione complicatina, cioè bisognava trovare le mutandine! Chissà dov'erano finite, quindi dovevamo andare fino alla cameretta a prenderne di nuove. Le missione ci costringeva a camminare per circa 5m ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TJbk5TTapgI/AAAAAAAABA4/Ic8awDi0B3Y/s1600/M353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TJbk5TTapgI/AAAAAAAABA4/Ic8awDi0B3Y/s320/M353.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518850066474509826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 metri sono pochi calcolando solo la distanza fisica, ma come distanza psicologica, a volte sembrano un'eternità ...&lt;br /&gt;C= C= C= C= C= C= C= C= C= ┌(;・ω・)┘ a n c o r a ?? anf anf &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E il mio stato d'animo non era assolutamente da: "te le porto io le mutandine", ma piuttosto "che fatica alzarmi dalla sedia !..." mi sembrava di dover andare fino al villaggio più vicino partendo dal centro della foresta nera ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TJblckqP8WI/AAAAAAAABBA/eqORFp1hgjo/s1600/M354.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TJblckqP8WI/AAAAAAAABBA/eqORFp1hgjo/s320/M354.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518850672429101410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melina, per restare in braccio (e ovviamente guardare il cartoon), era disposta a fare qualsiasi cosa !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TIk3QST5OtI/AAAAAAAABAQ/Cq-dNML1JwE/s1600/M355.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TIk3QST5OtI/AAAAAAAABAQ/Cq-dNML1JwE/s320/M355.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514999971624598226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  ... o almeno così sembrava ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TIk3ceaciPI/AAAAAAAABAY/48hJtm95ayc/s1600/M356.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TIk3ceaciPI/AAAAAAAABAY/48hJtm95ayc/s320/M356.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515000181031733490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... (・－・) ... ? non capisco, che stà succedendo ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TIk3obzz-hI/AAAAAAAABAg/8kTyLBKoP0E/s1600/M357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TIk3obzz-hI/AAAAAAAABAg/8kTyLBKoP0E/s320/M357.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5515000386491251218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eeeeehhe ??? 　(= '艸')　UmpF !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TJbl8L0rRtI/AAAAAAAABBI/OkXN7fMFn5w/s1600/M358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TJbl8L0rRtI/AAAAAAAABBI/OkXN7fMFn5w/s320/M358.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518851215517763282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avete capito ?? Melina, per ottenere quello che voleva (= le sue mutande&gt;in braccio&gt;cartoon) SENZA camminare fino al cassetto, aveva deciso di USARE le gambre degli altri (cioè quelle di Mariton) ! Non potevo crederci, essere pigra OK, ci sta (vedi quanto lo è sua madre !), ma essere fine stratega già a 3 anni, no ! Cosa le devo dire ? oh NOOO ! oppure BRAVA ! boh ?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Così purtroppo Melina ha ereditato alla grande il mio DNA della pigrizia ... ma perché non hai preso dal padre, che non lo è ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... (＠'ω'＠) mmh ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TJbmJB6n6rI/AAAAAAAABBQ/mGu8sk2z-18/s1600/M359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TJbmJB6n6rI/AAAAAAAABBQ/mGu8sk2z-18/s320/M359.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518851436196653746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Niente da fare, ho capito perchè Melina è una Pigrona-ONA: anche il suo papi e pigro, anzi PIGRISSIMO !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;☆.｡.:*･ﾟ☆.｡.:*･ﾟ☆ ☆.｡.:*･ﾟ☆.｡.:*･ﾟ☆ ☆.｡.:*･ﾟ☆.｡.:*･ﾟ☆ ☆.｡.:*･ﾟ☆.｡.:*･ﾟ☆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: Melina ha compiuto tre anni ! ... che vecchia che è ! e abbiamo ricevuto tanti auguri da ogni dove! grazie a tutti !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-3438193675989336774?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/3438193675989336774/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=3438193675989336774' title='5 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3438193675989336774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3438193675989336774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-tre-pigroni-di-casa.html' title='i TRE pigroni di casa'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TIkzufrDNqI/AAAAAAAAA_o/8TDSDn5rTZo/s72-c/M351.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-5439196892419966436</id><published>2010-09-01T23:42:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T22:34:42.285+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuori casa'/><title type='text'>Agosto</title><content type='html'>Durante ll mese di agosto ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abbiamo pescato i gamberetti d'acqua dolce !&lt;br /&gt;E' facilissimo pescarli, basta legare un pezzo di wurstel ad un bastone di legno e avvicinarlo ad un fosso. Si possono anche mangiare ovviamente ... ma ci vuole 1 kg di gamberetti per 1 etto di sugo ... abbiamo lasciato perdere, e li abbiamo liberati tutti e 20 !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TH7NVSV72RI/AAAAAAAAA-4/4eBxSGcoS10/s1600/pesca1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TH7NVSV72RI/AAAAAAAAA-4/4eBxSGcoS10/s320/pesca1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512068759532853522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TH7NzWgsOWI/AAAAAAAAA_A/PphvYsztEUk/s1600/pesca2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TH7NzWgsOWI/AAAAAAAAA_A/PphvYsztEUk/s320/pesca2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512069276047784290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poi quest'anno Melina ce l'ha fatta ad entrare in acqua ! Brava !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TILKLigTsSI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/kP7OkKKN4lk/s1600/mare.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TILKLigTsSI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/kP7OkKKN4lk/s320/mare.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513191193444593954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In spiaggia ha fatto un sacco di amicizie, l'elefantino PICI è stato uno degli amici del mare ... che sorrisone !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TILKW4D94MI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/h4rvBV57TTA/s1600/PICI1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TILKW4D94MI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/h4rvBV57TTA/s320/PICI1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513191388209864898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un pomeriggio abbiamo girato per il Delta del Po sulla barchetta: l'isola dell'amore è proprio bella ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TILKflDauYI/AAAAAAAAA_g/Jr3257I2XYY/s1600/isoladellamore.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TILKflDauYI/AAAAAAAAA_g/Jr3257I2XYY/s320/isoladellamore.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513191537726110082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora che sono tornati dalle vacanze anche gli ultimi amici, ci siamo di nuovo tutti !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... e siamo in stand by per due grandi eventi !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, l'inizio della scuola materna (non vedo l'ora ... DAVVERO ... non ne posso PIUUUUU' ... muoio ...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2, il terzo compleanno di Melina !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-5439196892419966436?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/5439196892419966436/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=5439196892419966436' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/5439196892419966436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/5439196892419966436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2010/09/agosto.html' title='Agosto'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TH7NVSV72RI/AAAAAAAAA-4/4eBxSGcoS10/s72-c/pesca1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-7324515451326816336</id><published>2010-06-24T23:50:00.027+02:00</published><updated>2010-07-03T19:08:38.498+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mariton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GNAM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><title type='text'>MY BOOM !! torta Chiffon per my baby ...</title><content type='html'>Che caldo che fa qui a Milano ... (；´Д`A ```　noi family siamo ancora un po' in vacanza-mode, il sole picchia e ci succhia tutta la voglia di lavorare ... eh eh eh ! con queste giornate così estive, visitare dei posti diversi è troppo divertente ! Ancora ? Ancora ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCkkYYspVSI/AAAAAAAAA9A/qX_vaf2mf8g/s1600/M341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCkkYYspVSI/AAAAAAAAA9A/qX_vaf2mf8g/s320/M341.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487957622292829474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCkkYzo2ArI/AAAAAAAAA9I/jjnIPqWpxII/s1600/M342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCkkYzo2ArI/AAAAAAAAA9I/jjnIPqWpxII/s320/M342.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487957629524640434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;comincio a vedere delle ombre dietro la felicità ... |||||／(￣ﾛ￣;)＼||||||| n o o o o ! Dovremmo riprendere il ritmo lavorativo di due mesi fa ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(ё_ё) A proposito di "mesi fa" :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da un po' di mesi, abbiamo una bella notizia !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La nostra Melina era allergica al bianco d'uovo, l'abbiamo scoperto con il test quando aveva sei mesi circa. Dopodichè abbiamo evitato sempre di darglielo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per monitorare l'allergia, Melina ha dovuto fare diversi dayhospital per il challenge test, che oltre all'esame del sangue consiste nel bere dei liquido che contiene l'alimento in questione, poche dosi alla volta e sotto il controllo severo dei dottori. Se riesci a bere tutto il liquido senza nessun problema, sei ok, puoi mangiare l'alimento, ma se si trova qualche reazione strana sul corpo, niente, il test si ferma qui e continui ancora la dieta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melina ha fatto il primo challenge a 1 anno e 3 mesi ... mamma mia, com'era facile farle bere quel liquido all'uovo e al gusto di arancia (puah ...) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insomma, risultato : niente, ho visto proprio che la sua faccia si è riempita di macchie e un occhio le si è gonfiato ... che impressione ! povera, ha fatto il natale senza panettone ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCkkF3A9kzI/AAAAAAAAA84/KPUOWiPrRwk/s1600/M343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCkkF3A9kzI/AAAAAAAAA84/KPUOWiPrRwk/s320/M343.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487957304013591346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vabbè, abbiamo continuato la vita eggless... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poi, dopo 1 annetto abbiamo rifatto il challange ... dopo tre siringhe tutto bene ...  poi aumentiamo ancora la dose...  MAMMA MIA, CHE FATICA ! Melina era cresciuta e sapeva già difendersi da quel liquido cattivissimo ... non ne voleva più, più, PIUUUU' ! ... e ci credo....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCkknotpwoI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/LX8PQYKJtvM/s1600/M344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCkknotpwoI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/LX8PQYKJtvM/s320/M344.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5487957884290056834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi sentivo punta dagli sguardi dei genitori dell'ospedale ...  (。_＋) ahia ! AAAhia !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cmq. alla fine:  dall'esame del sangue è risultata NON allergica, dopo aver bevuto 4 siringhette + 1,5 contenitorini nessuna reazione, in teoria quindi tutto ok, ma visto che aveva versato in terra (+ sui vestiti ed i capelli della mamma) un bel po' di egg juice, la dott.ssa non ha potuto darci subito l'ok definitivo, ma ci ha detto di darle l'uovo piano piano ... magari cominciando dai biscotti per finire con la frittata e l'uovo crudo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.:*･ﾟ*:.｡.☆ﾟ･*:.｡.☆YUUUUUUUPPI ! ☆.｡..:*･ﾟ･*:.｡.☆ﾟ･*:.｡.☆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finalmente via libera ! Posso preparare una torta per la mia adoratissima bimbetta ! La torta chiffon ad esempio, che è leggera, morbidissima e un po' spugnosa, ha una consistenza strana, che qui in casa chiamiamo "foffiu" !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo stato "foffiu" si crea, secondo la ricetta che seguo, con 4 tuorli d'uovo e 6 albumi sbattutissimi ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCp2brCVeeI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/HBo4b-QrRnY/s1600/chiffon1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCp2brCVeeI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/HBo4b-QrRnY/s320/chiffon1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488329313685436898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quanto !...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCp6Pn5u05I/AAAAAAAAA9g/AdQxcFG18GQ/s1600/chiffon2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCp6Pn5u05I/AAAAAAAAA9g/AdQxcFG18GQ/s320/chiffon2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488333504732124050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sbattendo e sbattendo ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCp6jdTk20I/AAAAAAAAA9o/Ume9fXJsxwA/s1600/chiffon3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCp6jdTk20I/AAAAAAAAA9o/Ume9fXJsxwA/s320/chiffon3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488333845485116226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCp60LaRbcI/AAAAAAAAA9w/xzpUZmmF6_g/s1600/chiffon4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCp60LaRbcI/AAAAAAAAA9w/xzpUZmmF6_g/s320/chiffon4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488334132739141058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E .... Foooooffiu !　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCp9GfcN5zI/AAAAAAAAA-A/BayQy5V4e6g/s1600/chiffon6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCp9GfcN5zI/AAAAAAAAA-A/BayQy5V4e6g/s320/chiffon6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488336646376908594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCp7Dqfr0FI/AAAAAAAAA94/G76vTCcEFzc/s1600/chiffon5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCp7Dqfr0FI/AAAAAAAAA94/G76vTCcEFzc/s320/chiffon5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488334398781378642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB : so benissimo che lo stampo non è quello giusto ... ma è l'unico con buchino che ho ...&lt;br /&gt;NB : e coi 2 tuorli faccio la crema chantilly che con la chiffon-cake si sposa perfettamente ! jё_ёjj  GNAM !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melina, finalmente ecco la TOOOTAAA che piace tanto alla tua mammina ! Povera, hai dovuto mangiare sempre solo cracker o altre cose secche ... sei contenta vero ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCp91wnxheI/AAAAAAAAA-I/38_pl6LTAfA/s1600/M345.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCp91wnxheI/AAAAAAAAA-I/38_pl6LTAfA/s320/M345.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488337458442634722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mangiala mangiala ! Anzi, toccala e ti spaventerai per la sua morbidezza ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCp-GDepKMI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/VPR9FTOZqOk/s1600/M346.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCp-GDepKMI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/VPR9FTOZqOk/s320/M346.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488337738382518466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehhhheeeei ?? Buoooonaaaa ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCp-P9fp90I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/2MevfgfPS2k/s1600/M347.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 285px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCp-P9fp90I/AAAAAAAAA-Y/2MevfgfPS2k/s320/M347.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488337908574844738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Mi ascolt ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCp-X4zi6HI/AAAAAAAAA-g/Y_tCOJ-dPis/s1600/M348.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCp-X4zi6HI/AAAAAAAAA-g/Y_tCOJ-dPis/s320/M348.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488338044755044466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... si è arrabbiata ... si stava godendo il suo buonissimo e secchissimo cracker Auchan + Bambi e io l'ho rotta con la mia stupida torta spugnosa.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ...m( __ __ )m sorry ... sparisco immediatamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCp-flshNvI/AAAAAAAAA-o/aHpGh3XJajk/s1600/M349.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCp-flshNvI/AAAAAAAAA-o/aHpGh3XJajk/s320/M349.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5488338177064253170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... ?! Ma si può ??  ... povera torta (e me) ... è stata scartata di butto per un crackerino ... però, c'è da arrabbiarsi così tanto ? ! Ehi  bimba dopotutto il computer è MIOO ! ヾ(｡｀Д´｡)ﾉ彡☆ MIIIIIOOOO !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... mi calmo ... dai, pazienza, si è abituata con il cracker finda piccola, ora forse cambierà, piano piano ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finora Melina ha mangiato max 1 fettina della mia torta, continua a preferire le cose secche e salate. Va bene, peggio per lei ! Cosi noi genitori ci mangiamo sempre più torte e siamo sempre più "foffiu" !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-7324515451326816336?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/7324515451326816336/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=7324515451326816336' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/7324515451326816336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/7324515451326816336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2010/06/my-boom-torta-chiffon-per-my-baby.html' title='MY BOOM !! torta Chiffon per my baby ...'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TCkkYYspVSI/AAAAAAAAA9A/qX_vaf2mf8g/s72-c/M341.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-8944279624324932734</id><published>2010-06-04T21:23:00.040+02:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T21:42:24.677+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidianità'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amici di melina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuori casa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THANKS★'/><title type='text'>Recentemente siamo ... animaleschi e acquosi !</title><content type='html'>... non ci posso credere... in questi giorni, dopo &lt;a href="http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2010/03/periodo-duro-molto-duro.html"&gt;una lunga sofferenza&lt;/a&gt;, siamo finalmente un po' IN VACANZA !!! iyuUUUUPPI ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In realtà non è che stiamo via per settimane come per le vere vacanze, anzi neanche due notti, ma ogni fine settimana andiamo un po' fuori città per passare qualche giornata sotto il sole, guidando per max 1-2 ore di viaggio. Niente di speciale, però, visto che la nostra vita quotidiana è praticamente da Hikikomori, per me è impressionante quanto siamo activ !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nel posti visitati c'erano sempre o l'acqua o gli animali, le due cose che Melina adora tantissimo !! Ecco un rapido report con foto ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siamo andati alla festa della &lt;a href="http://www.franciacortainfiore.it/"&gt;Franciacorta in fiore !!&lt;/a&gt;  con l'amicona C-chan + adulti, una giornata bellissima ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Corsetta con C-chan verso l'entrata della fiera ! Queste bimbe sanno correre velocissime !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TArAX5FMGgI/AAAAAAAAA6o/soza_eugCCI/s1600/franciacorta_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TArAX5FMGgI/AAAAAAAAA6o/soza_eugCCI/s320/franciacorta_4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479403413341739522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TArAsEskL6I/AAAAAAAAA6w/1bW-fTB5TeM/s1600/franciacorta_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TArAsEskL6I/AAAAAAAAA6w/1bW-fTB5TeM/s320/franciacorta_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479403760057069474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i fiori sono belli, poi dicono che i prezzi sono molto convenienti. &lt;br /&gt;e ... durante una marcia medievale... Siiiii ! immancabile, lo spettacolo dei CAVALLIIII !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TArBIUZxe6I/AAAAAAAAA64/lMTDorDTR9s/s1600/franciacorta_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TArBIUZxe6I/AAAAAAAAA64/lMTDorDTR9s/s320/franciacorta_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479404245309553570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ancoooraaaa !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TArBWCY-KnI/AAAAAAAAA7A/N876dQgV_uY/s1600/franciacorta_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TArBWCY-KnI/AAAAAAAAA7A/N876dQgV_uY/s320/franciacorta_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479404480992520818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il weekend successivo eccoci al lago d'Iseo, un'altra giornata di sole  ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwPD2CTiyI/AAAAAAAAA7I/FvWVvlxg6mg/s1600/iseo_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwPD2CTiyI/AAAAAAAAA7I/FvWVvlxg6mg/s320/iseo_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479771405322259234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La prima barca della vitaccina di Melina ! Un tragitto di tipo 3 min. per l'isola più grande.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwPVBK21YI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/irKGgaLJfm0/s1600/iseo_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwPVBK21YI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/irKGgaLJfm0/s320/iseo_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479771700368692610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwPzTihIQI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/e361_Cwx2H8/s1600/iseo_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwPzTihIQI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/e361_Cwx2H8/s320/iseo_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479772220695847170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waaaaah ! mai visti i qua-qua cosi da vicino ! NON SCAPPATE !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwQDFzJLQI/AAAAAAAAA7g/SQwRN9EPVog/s1600/iseo_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwQDFzJLQI/AAAAAAAAA7g/SQwRN9EPVog/s320/iseo_4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479772491885391106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ...qui sembra che la mamma stia dando un bacino alla sua bravissima bimba, ma in realtà le sta facendo un discorsetto pesante: "TI AVEVO DETTO DI FERMARTI APPENA LA MAMMA TI DICE FERMA ! ... se lo ripeti ancora una volta ... te ne farò pentire, HAI CAPITO ???? " ...  "buuuuuuhhhhh !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwQmIdcO2I/AAAAAAAAA7o/yS4k99G3wxU/s1600/iseo_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwQmIdcO2I/AAAAAAAAA7o/yS4k99G3wxU/s320/iseo_5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479773093895093090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poi poi, come noooo ! Venezia ! Questa volta con Max's family !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwX7RnbxUI/AAAAAAAAA7w/5kqFOC_RCsw/s1600/Venezia_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwX7RnbxUI/AAAAAAAAA7w/5kqFOC_RCsw/s320/Venezia_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479781153711572290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siamo andati fino a Padova in macchina, poi meeting con gli amici e prendiamo il treno per Ve, e per Melina è stato il primo viaggetto in treno con altri bimbi,  eh eh eh che divertente poter condividere la gioia di dire "guardaaa ! treeenooo !" "leggiamo il libro di dinosauri ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwaNp95WrI/AAAAAAAAA74/lAZU3lavhIc/s1600/venezia_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwaNp95WrI/AAAAAAAAA74/lAZU3lavhIc/s320/venezia_7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479783668509137586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmh mi piace molto Venezia, perche ci sono le scale dappertutto, corriaaaamooo ! (by Melina)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwak15zusI/AAAAAAAAA8A/g8FhPtEHNls/s1600/venezia_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwak15zusI/AAAAAAAAA8A/g8FhPtEHNls/s320/venezia_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479784066850208450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ancora ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwawZS301I/AAAAAAAAA8I/-GnRbVrdgvI/s1600/venezia_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwawZS301I/AAAAAAAAA8I/-GnRbVrdgvI/s320/venezia_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479784265329136466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m m M MELINA ! Quante volte ti devo dire che DEVI FERMARTI se la mamma ti dice "FERMA !" ???? anf anf  (by mamma)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwa9slsitI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/LhG2cdffJRk/s1600/venezia_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwa9slsitI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/LhG2cdffJRk/s320/venezia_5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479784493846661842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow che cool ! la prima volta in gondola per Melina (e per Mariton...), hoOOEh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwbUCMTE1I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/oa3TIDzxfa8/s1600/venezia_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwbUCMTE1I/AAAAAAAAA8Y/oa3TIDzxfa8/s320/venezia_4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479784877602837330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;che relax ... e che bello andare nei canalini strettissimi ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwbyP05P2I/AAAAAAAAA8g/5uTb_ahB6hI/s1600/venezia_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwbyP05P2I/AAAAAAAAA8g/5uTb_ahB6hI/s320/venezia_6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479785396658847586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poi, quasi alla fine del giro, ha cominciato a piovere FORTISSIMO ! l'unico momento di pioggia che ci è capitato durante questi viaggetti, .... eh eh e, (ma proprio in gondola doveva capitare ?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dopo una notte ad Abano Terme, tornando a Milano, ci siamo trovati incastrati in un traffico pesante, ...  pazienza, così abbiamo lasciato l'autostrada e ci siamo fermati sul lago di Garda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwdIFF4NyI/AAAAAAAAA8o/U-yqxHCjeX0/s1600/garda_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwdIFF4NyI/AAAAAAAAA8o/U-yqxHCjeX0/s320/garda_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479786871246042914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Che carini ! ci sono i pulcigni !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwhvrZCH8I/AAAAAAAAA8w/L1Ifjkp9Cvg/s1600/garda_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TAwhvrZCH8I/AAAAAAAAA8w/L1Ifjkp9Cvg/s320/garda_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5479791949588340674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E adesso siamo a casa ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vorrei ringraziare : Mr. Masanori e la sua family per il gentilissimo invito alla fiera, e la Max's family per l'invito alla gita di Venezia + gentilissima ospitalità.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La serie di vacanzette continua ... chissà ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-8944279624324932734?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/8944279624324932734/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=8944279624324932734' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/8944279624324932734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/8944279624324932734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2010/06/recentemente-siamo-animaleschi-e.html' title='Recentemente siamo ... animaleschi e acquosi !'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/TArAX5FMGgI/AAAAAAAAA6o/soza_eugCCI/s72-c/franciacorta_4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-5877139484124864951</id><published>2010-05-09T21:36:00.022+02:00</published><updated>2010-05-11T07:35:39.035+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidianità'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><title type='text'>I bambini sono crudeli !!</title><content type='html'>Dicono che i bimbi sono crudeli: è vero. Dicono: "tu puzzi" o "sei brutto / ciccio ", "io si ma tu no", "vai via" ecc. I loro dialoghi sono diretti e tagliati con l'accetta e spaventano noi adulti che forse non siamo più abituati a comunicare in questo modo.　Per di più loro dicono queste frasette con una faccia da angelino che raddoppia la forza delle parole ! ＝(￣□￣;)⇒&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anche Melina, come no, nonostante non parli ancora proprio bene, ogni tanto dice delle cose che ci fanno rimanere immobili ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La nostra Melina è amante dei cartoon ... sul mio computer c'è la cartella "Melina" che ne contiene tantissimi.  Ha iniziato da piccolissima con Totoro, se ricordo bene, era l'unico sistema per farle fare l'aerosol. Poi i vecchi Disney (dagli anni 40 in poi), i Pixar, la Pimpa, Heidi, Keroro, Doraemon ... li guarda con me e continuerebbe per ore e ore senza sosta, se glielo lasciassimo fare, ma OVVIAMENTE non non glielo permettiamo !! ヾ(´ε｀;)ゝ)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questa è la posizione tipica di mamma &amp; Melina insieme davanti al pc; io sono stanca e voglio trastullarmi un po' prima di iniziare a preparare la pappa e Melina, dopo una dura giornata all'asilo, vuole ritrovarsi con gli amici bidimensionali.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S-crz_uUQ9I/AAAAAAAAA5I/Lr8htFZfWb4/s1600/M331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S-crz_uUQ9I/AAAAAAAAA5I/Lr8htFZfWb4/s320/M331.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469388444743779282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giorni fa, con la solita posizione, io stavo guardando un quotidiano web e Melina la solita Era graciale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ad un certo punto ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S-csBkg7vOI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/wJn88ae1mso/s1600/M332.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 290px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S-csBkg7vOI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/wJn88ae1mso/s320/M332.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469388677958057186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dice che ci sono io sul giornale web... ????? Ma per chi mi sta scambiando ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S-csMTrLhjI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/M6toBkyoRMA/s1600/M333.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S-csMTrLhjI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/M6toBkyoRMA/s320/M333.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469388862416193074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EEEh ? La candidata Giappa di Miss Universe ?! WOW !! (〃'∇'〃)ゝe h e h e h ! Che carina che sei Melina !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S-csVDGTo5I/AAAAAAAAA5g/ZUPNi1O_fxU/s1600/M334.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S-csVDGTo5I/AAAAAAAAA5g/ZUPNi1O_fxU/s320/M334.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469389012585390994" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ... confesso, più tardi ho scoperto che, per Melina, tutti assomigliano alla mamma, non solo le giapponesine (nel senso asiatiche), tipo &lt;a href="http://www.google.it/images?um=1&amp;hl=it&amp;client=safari&amp;rls=en&amp;tbs=isch%3A1&amp;sa=1&amp;q=Hanako+yamada&amp;aq=f&amp;aqi=&amp;aql=&amp;oq=&amp;gs_rfai="&gt;questa&lt;/a&gt; Σ(･口･), ma anche &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qNqKzR-c_4Q&amp;feature=related"&gt;questo&lt;/a&gt; Σ(T□T), e anche alcuni personaggi di tutto il mondo che si vedono sul web, per Melina sono sempre io, praticamente basta che siano umani (meno male !) ... mah ! Non capisco se lo dice sul serio o giusto per dire qualcosa ... Cmq. ogni tanto becca una bella gnoccona e mi fa sentire bene !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma un po' di giorni fa, mentre preparavo la cena ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S-csh-CWSzI/AAAAAAAAA5o/aZxRr78ck58/s1600/M335.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 295px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S-csh-CWSzI/AAAAAAAAA5o/aZxRr78ck58/s320/M335.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469389234564909874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sento un enorme "EEEEEHE ?" del Mariton, che poi mi chiama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S-cssHWMGlI/AAAAAAAAA5w/ufGBykx6xJM/s1600/M336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S-cssHWMGlI/AAAAAAAAA5w/ufGBykx6xJM/s320/M336.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469389408862739026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S-cs09_k-MI/AAAAAAAAA54/R50eopraHF4/s1600/M337.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S-cs09_k-MI/AAAAAAAAA54/R50eopraHF4/s320/M337.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469389560970803394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S-ctXZn86iI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Av15-pSTycA/s1600/M338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 283px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S-ctXZn86iI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/Av15-pSTycA/s320/M338.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469390152503454242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e chi vedo ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tadaan !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S-iGpLzi3jI/AAAAAAAAA6g/QDjGvbFAagU/s1600/AH_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S-iGpLzi3jI/AAAAAAAAA6g/QDjGvbFAagU/s320/AH_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469769789543210546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAADAAAAAN !!! a w a w a w a ! w(☆o◎)w&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S-ctKWwiMLI/AAAAAAAAA6I/9XloyrWhHLA/s1600/AH_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S-ctKWwiMLI/AAAAAAAAA6I/9XloyrWhHLA/s320/AH_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469389928395845810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A, Aud, Audrey ... la grandissima attrice che continua a farci sognare con la sua bellezza perfino dopo la scomparsa ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S-ctg_jBWfI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/MnaChLpWHjw/s1600/M339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S-ctg_jBWfI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/MnaChLpWHjw/s320/M339.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5469390317302143474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finchè si trattava della candidata ventenne del concorso di bellezza JP, passi pure... ma la grande Audrey no ... qui il gioco si fa pesante, non è più un complimentone divertente, anzi inizio a vedere il significato sadicamente opposto ... è così crudele ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ci ho messo più di 10 secondi per dire "Mah ! Mariton ? che c'è da sorprenderti così ? " (^_-)-☆&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-5877139484124864951?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/5877139484124864951/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=5877139484124864951' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/5877139484124864951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/5877139484124864951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2010/05/i-bambini-sono-crudeli.html' title='I bambini sono crudeli !!'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S-crz_uUQ9I/AAAAAAAAA5I/Lr8htFZfWb4/s72-c/M331.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-22829522890747699</id><published>2010-03-15T23:50:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T21:34:39.499+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mariton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidianità'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ioio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blablabla'/><title type='text'>Periodo duro, molto duro</title><content type='html'>Da Febbraio in poi, direi che siamo a pezzi ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi spiego un po' della ns. situazione al momento :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mariton : è da tanto che lavora moltissimo, come un mangaka giapponese DOC, ma ultimamente c'è stata un'accelerazione, lavora 25 su 24 e 8 gg su 7 gg per la scadenza che si avvicina ... &lt;br /&gt;... dai Mariton, (T^T)ヾ(^^*) f o r z a !  tieniti forteeee ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S512xsFldZI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/TMwLXayoDd8/s1600-h/M322.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S512xsFldZI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/TMwLXayoDd8/s320/M322.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448641720208422290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mari Mari : da un po' di mesi il lavoro all'ufficio, che prima era solo part time, a causa di qualche movimento del personale è diventato più "serio", nel senso più giorni / ore lavorative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** Prima avevo tantissima paura che, accettando l'aumento delle ore lavorative..... *** &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S512PKEi5iI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/lrg9lLZ8oLc/s1600-h/M321.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S512PKEi5iI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/lrg9lLZ8oLc/s320/M321.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448641126961702434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Cioè ?? che vuoi ? Vuoi il permesso di impazzire ヾ(｡｀Д´｡)ﾉ彡☆ﾌﾞｰﾌﾞｰｯ!! ?? Io al massimo ti do il permesso di fare le ferie !!!! " BY Mari Mari's boss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma tutto sommato avere un lavoro mi fa sempre bene e mi sono adattata abbastanza facilmente al nuovo orario. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo che Febbraio e Marzo all'ufficio sono i mesi più massacranti, non è che faccio dello straordinario, semplicemente le giornate sono strapiene.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Risultato ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S5128prWyvI/AAAAAAAAA4g/95TrWP9F3Uc/s1600-h/M323.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S5128prWyvI/AAAAAAAAA4g/95TrWP9F3Uc/s320/M323.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448641908540099314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per la cena, arriviamo STANCHISSIMI a tavola ! E' impressionante quanto siamo a pezzi, abbiamo la testa vuota ... ci fissiamo e stiamo zitti oppure mangiamo silenziosamente ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（￣～￣） am am am am .... （￣～￣） am am am am ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Però non va bene così, c'è la bimba che vuole stare con mamma e papi dopo 10 ore di asilo e anche noi due, anche se siamo esauriti, dai, un po' di voglia di comunicare ce l'abbiamo ancora. Così, con gli stomaci che si riempiono piano piano, ce la facciamo a riacquistare un po' di voce e sorriso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S5135YW8qtI/AAAAAAAAA4o/mzba4oMl68o/s1600-h/M324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S5135YW8qtI/AAAAAAAAA4o/mzba4oMl68o/s320/M324.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448642951863118546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In questi giorni sto imparando molte cose su come comportarmi quando l'aria in casa è così stanca ( penso che pure per Mariton sia così, VERO MARITON ???  ). In queste condizioni diventiamo molto nervosi e litigiosi, ma bisogna sempre tenere in considerazione che anche l'altro può essere messo uguale, stanco e nervoso, in cerca di un momento rilassante come me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E anche se sono a pezzi, fare l'ultimo sforzo gentile con Mariton è importante (e OVVIAMENTE viceversa), insomma ci vuole la gentilezza. Non serve chissà cosa, basta un gesto semplice di comprensione.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S514X-5J5HI/AAAAAAAAA4w/4trv18G0NZw/s1600-h/M325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S514X-5J5HI/AAAAAAAAA4w/4trv18G0NZw/s320/M325.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448643477603214450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S514hstuwEI/AAAAAAAAA44/zu8jgwXDepg/s1600-h/M326.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S514hstuwEI/AAAAAAAAA44/zu8jgwXDepg/s320/M326.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448643644522152002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S514sNuMNrI/AAAAAAAAA5A/EoqZ9WfPDGI/s1600-h/M327.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 315px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S514sNuMNrI/AAAAAAAAA5A/EoqZ9WfPDGI/s320/M327.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448643825181144754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; L'EEEEECIU' !!! della bimba NON CI VOLEVA !!!  (;｀O´)o n n N O O !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Scherzo, povera Melina, già passa tante ore all'asilo rispetto gli altri bimbi della stessa età, in più, le viene proibito di fare EeeCiù ?? Mannnooo ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per fortuna è stata bravissima, non ha mancato neanche un giorno all'asilo quest'inverno, davvero un grande aiuto per noi genitori.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questo periodo non può durare per eternità, stessa cosa anche per l'inverno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u U U A A A A ! Non vedo l'ora di primavera !  ﾍ(ё_ё)ﾉ v i e n i i i !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-22829522890747699?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/22829522890747699/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=22829522890747699' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/22829522890747699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/22829522890747699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2010/03/periodo-duro-molto-duro.html' title='Periodo duro, molto duro'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S512xsFldZI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/TMwLXayoDd8/s72-c/M322.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-5470629095621347642</id><published>2010-03-12T00:12:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T00:21:27.970+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidianità'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blablabla'/><title type='text'>Un bucone</title><content type='html'>Un pomeriggio, nel cielo improvvisamente vedo un ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUUUUUCOOOOO !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S5l5G_ByQ8I/AAAAAAAAA4A/XyfN3THjEiM/s1600-h/sora_buco_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S5l5G_ByQ8I/AAAAAAAAA4A/XyfN3THjEiM/s320/sora_buco_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447518385186423746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;con un pezzettino di arco baleno ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S5l5U6CGKSI/AAAAAAAAA4I/t0N6kw2mHQA/s1600-h/sora_buco_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S5l5U6CGKSI/AAAAAAAAA4I/t0N6kw2mHQA/s320/sora_buco_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5447518624363718946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Che strano, chissà chi sta per scendere da lassù  ... ?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma non è che faccio troppe foto del cielo ? mmmh mi preoccupo un po' ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-5470629095621347642?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/5470629095621347642/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=5470629095621347642' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/5470629095621347642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/5470629095621347642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2010/03/un-bucone.html' title='Un bucone'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S5l5G_ByQ8I/AAAAAAAAA4A/XyfN3THjEiM/s72-c/sora_buco_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-7065544052797454138</id><published>2010-02-01T18:06:00.015+01:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T20:41:52.138+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blablabla'/><title type='text'>Buon Febbraio</title><content type='html'>Un po' di foto che volevo postare da un mesetto o più.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una collezione del cielo dalla mia finestra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S2cLdpbdKJI/AAAAAAAAA2w/Kzxcxfsdk8w/s1600-h/alba_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S2cLdpbdKJI/AAAAAAAAA2w/Kzxcxfsdk8w/s320/alba_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433324079410915474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S2cLeK7qeeI/AAAAAAAAA24/8MGTFZMfT10/s1600-h/alba_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S2cLeK7qeeI/AAAAAAAAA24/8MGTFZMfT10/s320/alba_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433324088404376034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S2cLzbzmmaI/AAAAAAAAA3A/N8QIU4YLv6o/s1600-h/cielo24_3_09.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S2cLzbzmmaI/AAAAAAAAA3A/N8QIU4YLv6o/s320/cielo24_3_09.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433324453711223202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S2cMHza3a9I/AAAAAAAAA3o/iikHUa3RIpc/s1600-h/Nuvole.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S2cMHza3a9I/AAAAAAAAA3o/iikHUa3RIpc/s320/Nuvole.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433324803647302610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S2cMkbUk96I/AAAAAAAAA34/wiDJQgTNbvw/s1600-h/yukisora.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S2cMkbUk96I/AAAAAAAAA34/wiDJQgTNbvw/s320/yukisora.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433325295394682786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S2cMj3wUP1I/AAAAAAAAA3w/EJHt9musV4Y/s1600-h/tramon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S2cMj3wUP1I/AAAAAAAAA3w/EJHt9musV4Y/s320/tramon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433325285847351122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Melina che continua ad adorare la scala e gli animali ... anche se sono imbalsamati !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S2cLdAYbThI/AAAAAAAAA2g/2vS2NrTyRIg/s1600-h/102_6452.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S2cLdAYbThI/AAAAAAAAA2g/2vS2NrTyRIg/s320/102_6452.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433324068392357394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... con la nevicata pesante di fine dicembre 2009 ho fatto una poltrona con un gatto !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S2cMHHnxwGI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/05Zct6WziV4/s1600-h/neko_isu_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S2cMHHnxwGI/AAAAAAAAA3Y/05Zct6WziV4/s320/neko_isu_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433324791890296930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S2cMHtS5LtI/AAAAAAAAA3g/8yTNaKdubsA/s1600-h/neko_isu_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S2cMHtS5LtI/AAAAAAAAA3g/8yTNaKdubsA/s320/neko_isu_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433324802003250898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Poi uno dei tanti giorni nebbiosi,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S2cMG0O_OYI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/riyWYnwzOfk/s1600-h/nebbia.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S2cMG0O_OYI/AAAAAAAAA3Q/riyWYnwzOfk/s320/nebbia.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433324786686048642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la nostalgia per il cielo blu ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S2cLzlpsroI/AAAAAAAAA3I/FAn-rNmGVao/s1600-h/kirin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S2cLzlpsroI/AAAAAAAAA3I/FAn-rNmGVao/s320/kirin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433324456354033282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... e la gnoccolona ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S2cLdX2bpMI/AAAAAAAAA2o/st7CP7Q_XbQ/s1600-h/1396306764_162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S2cLdX2bpMI/AAAAAAAAA2o/st7CP7Q_XbQ/s320/1396306764_162.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433324074692224194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-7065544052797454138?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/7065544052797454138/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=7065544052797454138' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/7065544052797454138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/7065544052797454138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2010/02/buon-febbraio.html' title='Buon Febbraio'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S2cLdpbdKJI/AAAAAAAAA2w/Kzxcxfsdk8w/s72-c/alba_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-706462068464882862</id><published>2010-01-17T00:22:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2010-01-17T09:11:57.502+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blablabla'/><title type='text'>Il caso delle scarpine con l'albero e le foglioline</title><content type='html'>Melina sta attraversando il periodo "Meinaaaa !", ovvero vuole fare tutto lei. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per fare ogni cosa (aprire il frigo, prendere lo shampoo, aprire la bustina dei biscotti ecc.), mi stoppa dicendo " No ! Meina !" e prova a risolvere da sola il problema ... Peccato però che non ci riesce (quasi mai) e ritorna da me a chiedere una mano o spesso si arrabbia facendo il solito KIIII ! di isterismo ( ih ih ih (⌒～⌒) ! che divertente ! ).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diventa isterica soprattutto con le scarpe: vuole metterle (e toglierle) da sola, ma fa ancora fatica con i cinturini allora piange e rifiuta il mio aiuto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S1JEg9HuSkI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/r4KJ2q_Wuzk/s1600-h/M311.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S1JEg9HuSkI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/r4KJ2q_Wuzk/s320/M311.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427475833888328258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma c'è un paio che riesce a mettere senza problemi... TADAAAAAN ! (≧∇≦)ﾉ !! le scarpone di gomma con l'albero e le foglioline!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S1LGIyxS5OI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/K9Etq_eDct0/s1600-h/M312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S1LGIyxS5OI/AAAAAAAAA2Q/K9Etq_eDct0/s320/M312.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427618355304654050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Erano della principessa Sirenetta, ovvero la bimba dei vicini (una delle dive di Melina). Sirenetta ha 2 anni in più e, come fanno le mamme, anche la mamma di Sirenetta ci passa spesso dei vestitini e vari goods ormai diventati piccolini.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando Sirenetta le ha portato questo paio di scarponcini Melina era contentissima, perché sono carine e IN PIU' ha scoperto che poteva mettersele da sola ! Appena si ricorda degli stivaletti se li mette e gira per la casa ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S1JFBznP5dI/AAAAAAAAA1o/hdJAmT2Wqi0/s1600-h/M313.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S1JFBznP5dI/AAAAAAAAA1o/hdJAmT2Wqi0/s320/M3 13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427476398271882706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(((*´ε｀ *) ... Da qui comincia l'argomento di questo post ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quardando Melina con gli stivaletti ho notato una cosa, una strana cosa. Melina spesso si mette le scarponcine al contrario :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S1JFgZFIMYI/AAAAAAAAA1w/83pkzEEWah4/s1600-h/M314.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S1JFgZFIMYI/AAAAAAAAA1w/83pkzEEWah4/s320/M314.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427476923725394306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Eh be' ok, direte, ha solo 2 anni + 4 mesi e non rispetta ancora la dx/sx, ma anche considerando ciò, le scarpine vengono messe al contrario troppo spesso. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S1JFrswV2wI/AAAAAAAAA14/Juh6xayaTes/s1600-h/M315.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S1JFrswV2wI/AAAAAAAAA14/Juh6xayaTes/s320/M315.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427477117985479426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S1JFxZzsnkI/AAAAAAAAA2A/eGycEXPskmI/s1600-h/M316.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S1JFxZzsnkI/AAAAAAAAA2A/eGycEXPskmI/s320/M316.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427477215978495554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si dice che i bambini vedano delle cose che noi adulti NON vediamo (￣△￣；) p a u r a ... , forse c'è qualcuno che ama fare giochetti con le scarpine messe al contrario ?? Forse degli spiritini oppure una fatina ... ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S1JGZMKWShI/AAAAAAAAA2I/FgoHdDbFq44/s1600-h/M317.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S1JGZMKWShI/AAAAAAAAA2I/FgoHdDbFq44/s320/M317.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5427477899510172178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BOOOOOOH ??? Chi lo sa? E' uno dei tanti, tantissimi misteri dei bambini ?(ﾟ_｡)?(｡_ﾟ)  !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-706462068464882862?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/706462068464882862/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=706462068464882862' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/706462068464882862'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/706462068464882862'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2010/01/il-caso-delle-scarpine-con-lalbero-e-le.html' title='Il caso delle scarpine con l&apos;albero e le foglioline'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/S1JEg9HuSkI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/r4KJ2q_Wuzk/s72-c/M311.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-3284337565728058711</id><published>2009-12-28T01:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T01:01:48.749+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GNAM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amici di melina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuori casa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THANKS★'/><title type='text'>tea time da M-Chan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sx7jzq2zBYI/AAAAAAAAAzw/YQ_IKKP_dyI/s1600-h/M_tea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sx7jzq2zBYI/AAAAAAAAAzw/YQ_IKKP_dyI/s320/M_tea.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413014278962873730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giorni fa, alle 16,00 mi arriva un sms dall'amica M-chan:&lt;br /&gt;"ciao Mari Mari, dopo il lavoro venite da me ? Vi preparo un té"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' un appuntamento che fissiamo spesso io &amp; M-chan &amp; le nostre piccole (Melina e Momo-chan) per il venerdì &lt;br /&gt;... Mi scoccia un po' per il mio amatissimo Mariton, ma... visto che è un tea time con girls' talk, anche stavolta lui viene escluso automaticamente ! ...(Ψ▽Ψ*)ｲﾔﾝ♪O h !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grazie M-chan e Momo-chan! &lt;br /&gt;il vs. raffinato tè con torta alla frutta è sempre una gioia !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... poi scusateci se io e Melina lasciamo sempre casa vostra come se fosse passato un tornado ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-3284337565728058711?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/3284337565728058711/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=3284337565728058711' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3284337565728058711'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3284337565728058711'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2009/12/tea-time-da-m-chan.html' title='tea time da M-Chan'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sx7jzq2zBYI/AAAAAAAAAzw/YQ_IKKP_dyI/s72-c/M_tea.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-4152837897191822914</id><published>2009-12-23T23:09:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T23:12:49.811+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disegni'/><title type='text'>Buone feste !!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SzKVNMluRdI/AAAAAAAAA0o/q6TTB63LNTk/s1600-h/happi2010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SzKVNMluRdI/AAAAAAAAA0o/q6TTB63LNTk/s320/happi2010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5418557355630413266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AUGURONI di buon natale e happy 2010 !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-4152837897191822914?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/4152837897191822914/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=4152837897191822914' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/4152837897191822914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/4152837897191822914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2009/12/buone-feste.html' title='Buone feste !!'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SzKVNMluRdI/AAAAAAAAA0o/q6TTB63LNTk/s72-c/happi2010.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-3462867595766122150</id><published>2009-12-08T23:02:00.016+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-12T08:43:51.644+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><title type='text'>La nuova sfida di Melina</title><content type='html'>La vitaccina dei bambini di oggi non è più dolce e facile come una volta...&lt;br /&gt;Melina si mette spesso durissimamente alla prova  ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La sua nuova sfida è ... camminare con gli occhi chiusi !  (&gt;∩&lt;) c h i u u u !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sx7R_9_cwkI/AAAAAAAAAyo/L9TeAZSQR2M/s1600-h/M301.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sx7R_9_cwkI/AAAAAAAAAyo/L9TeAZSQR2M/s320/M301.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412994699048567362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma che razza di gioco è ??  ... Sicuramente l'avrà imparato all'asilo !&lt;br /&gt;... Povere educatrici, e se tutti i bimbi della classe cominciassero a camminare con gli occhi chiusi ?&lt;br /&gt;U m p f ! ( ´,_ゝ`) Sarebbe una scena da zombie !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insomma, Melina si presenta spesso la mattina con questa faccia chiusissima e tesissima, ma che ridere, perché deve chiudere anche la bocca stretta stretta ?? La sua faccina è troppo buffa !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La sfida di Melina si svolge nel suo campo di battaglia preferito, ovvero nella cucinina ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sx7SSSQUWvI/AAAAAAAAAyw/pI1n-YXjjs8/s1600-h/M302.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sx7SSSQUWvI/AAAAAAAAAyw/pI1n-YXjjs8/s320/M302.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412995013725674226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il percorso è sempre Mamma - Papà (A/R), praticamente endless (ﾟ◇ﾟ)  ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sx7SghW6GLI/AAAAAAAAAy4/lBMECq2jeQ4/s1600-h/M303.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sx7SghW6GLI/AAAAAAAAAy4/lBMECq2jeQ4/s320/M303.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412995258298013874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sx7SvXd7w8I/AAAAAAAAAzA/RVoZcrgdoL8/s1600-h/M304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sx7SvXd7w8I/AAAAAAAAAzA/RVoZcrgdoL8/s320/M304.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412995513341166530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Ma non si annoia ???? No eh, ma noi ...  ヾ(´ε｀;)ゝ SIIIII !!!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sx7S5NA8XOI/AAAAAAAAAzI/1jU9fj_HOKA/s1600-h/M305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sx7S5NA8XOI/AAAAAAAAAzI/1jU9fj_HOKA/s320/M305.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412995682333908194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fiuuuu ... Pazienza, dài, noi genitori stiamo al gioco fin che possiamo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sx7VGZ2VAjI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/wDB4otAI290/s1600-h/M306.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sx7VGZ2VAjI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/wDB4otAI290/s320/M306.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412998108140601906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poi, dobbiamo tenere d'occhio che non ti capitino degli incidentini, tipo farsi la bua. Anche se tu, per la tua dura sfida, tieni gli occhi chusissimi !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sx7VS5Am31I/AAAAAAAAAzY/ZTHoLSliIwA/s1600-h/M307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sx7VS5Am31I/AAAAAAAAAzY/ZTHoLSliIwA/s320/M307.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412998322663645010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... chiusissimi ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... chiusissimi i .... i ?? （○'ω'○）？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... !! A H H H A  !!!  (￣O￣;) W o o !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sx7Vm7C3qgI/AAAAAAAAAzg/ufhwq_jtGik/s1600-h/M308.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sx7Vm7C3qgI/AAAAAAAAAzg/ufhwq_jtGik/s320/M308.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412998666807388674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... APERTISSIMIIIIII !!! Beccata !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ehhhessi, anche se sa bene la strada, la parola "attenta !" le ha fatto paura eh ! Brava brava (*'-')b OK! ... ma mi chiedo: "Melina, ogni volta che cambia espressione riesce a creare una faccia troppo divertente, ... che abbia preso dal parde ? o dalla mad ... nooo dal padre !" (non ha preso da meeee ! ) "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sx7VvJlgxkI/AAAAAAAAAzo/8v0WX9KsFXQ/s1600-h/M309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sx7VvJlgxkI/AAAAAAAAAzo/8v0WX9KsFXQ/s320/M309.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5412998808149739074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comunque, dopo che si è accertata che non correva nessun pericolo lungo la strada, gli occhi di Melina si sono strettamente chiusi e autosigillati di nuovo (quanto la sua bocchina) e ha terminato felicemente il suo dodicesimo percorso !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*^^)//。・:*:・°'★,。・:*:♪・°'☆ GOAL !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-3462867595766122150?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/3462867595766122150/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=3462867595766122150' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3462867595766122150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3462867595766122150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2009/12/la-nuova-sfida-di-melina.html' title='La nuova sfida di Melina'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sx7R_9_cwkI/AAAAAAAAAyo/L9TeAZSQR2M/s72-c/M301.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-2145554356525002932</id><published>2009-12-02T23:52:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2009-12-09T00:40:58.498+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GNAM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amici di melina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuori casa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THANKS★'/><title type='text'>serata N-chan</title><content type='html'>Oggi alle 16,00 mi arriva un sms dall'amica N-chan&lt;br /&gt;"stasera venite da me ? c'è C-chan (amica di Melina) e la sua mamma"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boh perché no? rispondo di si e chiedo "ti porto qualcosa, cosa ti serve ?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"NON PORTARE ASSOLUTAMENTE NIENTE, ieri ho avuto gente a cena e stasera dobbiamo finire tutto il materiale rimasto ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In poche parole, suona un po' come una cena di avanzi. Ma a me piacciono le serate  easy, sono troppo da amiche! Prelevo Melina dall'asilo e si va da N-chan.&lt;br /&gt;... Caro Mariton, sorry, ti abbiamo lasciato di nuovo da solo a casa ... be' pazienza, era una serata per 5 donne.&lt;br /&gt;(ah immagino cosa dirà Mariton: "Ma cara mia Mari Mari, non ti preoccupareee e e  e  . ...." )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A casa di N-chan c'è un Ottimo Nabe con Udon per concludere la cena, CHE BUOOONAAAA !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SxbyqtRI1aI/AAAAAAAAAyg/KESQFrWrDsw/s1600-h/N_Udon.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SxbyqtRI1aI/AAAAAAAAAyg/KESQFrWrDsw/s320/N_Udon.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5410778817852134818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma N-chan, fammi capire, come mai avevi nel frigo 4 bottiglie di ottimi vini aperte, ovvero da bere in tutta fretta ???&lt;br /&gt;Che bevuta che abbiamo fatto ...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Però come si sono divertite anche le bimbe ! Grazie N-chan !!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-2145554356525002932?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/2145554356525002932/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=2145554356525002932' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/2145554356525002932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/2145554356525002932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2009/12/serata-n-chan.html' title='serata N-chan'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SxbyqtRI1aI/AAAAAAAAAyg/KESQFrWrDsw/s72-c/N_Udon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-5110832637751780596</id><published>2009-11-27T22:30:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T10:09:27.695+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidianità'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuori casa'/><title type='text'>LUCCA !</title><content type='html'>Nooo ... questo mese di novembre sta GIA' finendo ? ... non è possibile ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ecco il post sul giro della città di Lucca ... di 1 mese fa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SxAM7Zd6JbI/AAAAAAAAAxg/SoEWxdjjTwQ/s1600/lucca_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SxAM7Zd6JbI/AAAAAAAAAxg/SoEWxdjjTwQ/s320/lucca_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408837367060112818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alla fine di ottobre siamo andati a Lucca !&lt;br /&gt;Lucca ... ovviamente per il festival dei fumetti  !&lt;br /&gt;... Il motivo era la partecipazione di Mariton alla stand e io e Melina ... eh eh eh ! niente, turismo al 100 %, yuuuupi !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' stata la mia prima visita a Lucca: ma che bella città !  Siamo stati molto fortunati: bellissime giornate di sole per tutto weekend e all'albergo noleggiavano le bici con il seggiolino per i bimbi, così abbiamo pedalato di brutto, su e giù per le mura medievali!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lucca è sistemata proprio bene... guardando fuori dalle mura, dalla bici, si vedono sempre del paesaggi così ! Quanto sono invidiosa dei lucchesi ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;le foto scattate da Mariton,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SxANUl_joUI/AAAAAAAAAxw/cvFSE262DNQ/s1600/lucca_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SxANUl_joUI/AAAAAAAAAxw/cvFSE262DNQ/s320/lucca_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408837799919198530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SxAQlVY9OsI/AAAAAAAAAyY/iZoMCUURGok/s1600/lucca_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SxAQlVY9OsI/AAAAAAAAAyY/iZoMCUURGok/s320/lucca_7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408841386054990530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... e tutto il resto della famiglia che lo aspetta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SxAP0a4Oq3I/AAAAAAAAAx4/oPI-1oPXh1E/s1600/lucca_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SxAP0a4Oq3I/AAAAAAAAAx4/oPI-1oPXh1E/s320/lucca_4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408840545714744178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poi la bimba cosa fa? Ovvio, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"PAAaaacccCOOOO !" (ovvero parco)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SxAP92fislI/AAAAAAAAAyA/tvYDWZwR738/s1600/lucca_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SxAP92fislI/AAAAAAAAAyA/tvYDWZwR738/s320/lucca_5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408840707746214482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"PAAaaacccCOOOO !"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SxAQKpMcAxI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0WmSPu8R1ZQ/s1600/lucca_6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SxAQKpMcAxI/AAAAAAAAAyI/0WmSPu8R1ZQ/s320/lucca_6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408840927514723090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ovviamente passiamo lungo la zona cosplay ... che divertente !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SxANDtfhnPI/AAAAAAAAAxo/VDq_r2qPAFA/s1600/lucca_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SxANDtfhnPI/AAAAAAAAAxo/VDq_r2qPAFA/s320/lucca_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408837509874556146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SxAQZoDlkjI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/TeuziP9Al0o/s1600/lucca_8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SxAQZoDlkjI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/TeuziP9Al0o/s320/lucca_8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408841184907203122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poi mi è capitata una cosa molto bella, la &lt;a href="http://pattycomix.blogspot.com/"&gt;Patty&lt;/a&gt; ci ha riconosciuti e ci ha fermati ! Patty, che bella sorpresa, ti ringrazio di averci avvistato, peccato che ci trovavamo in una caos di gente, gente e gente ! Carissima + carissimi, dai che organizziamo un incontro con più calma !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-5110832637751780596?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/5110832637751780596/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=5110832637751780596' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/5110832637751780596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/5110832637751780596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2009/11/lucca.html' title='LUCCA !'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SxAM7Zd6JbI/AAAAAAAAAxg/SoEWxdjjTwQ/s72-c/lucca_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-2681332654049187834</id><published>2009-11-06T22:30:00.020+01:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T08:35:55.824+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><title type='text'>il gattino di Melina</title><content type='html'>A Melina piacciono tanto gli animali, li adora con una determinazione pazzesca ... &lt;br /&gt;si si, ha preso dalla madre!  bau  ∪・ω・∪  bau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SvScvBRaEAI/AAAAAAAAAwg/LIpxMcSg1zY/s1600-h/M291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SvScvBRaEAI/AAAAAAAAAwg/LIpxMcSg1zY/s320/M291.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401114184733298690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cani, gatti, leoni, ippopotami, giraffe, capibara e piccioni, insomma le piacciono tutti  (... tranne gli insetti, di cui ha una gran paura... ) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo che purtroppo è risultata un po' allergica ai gatti, proprio come Mariton.&lt;br /&gt;*** ma che strani che sono, reagiscono solo con alcuni gatti (soprattutto a pelo corto) mentre con tanti altri stanno benissimo ... *** (._.？) m i s t e r o ？&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SvSc18FqbaI/AAAAAAAAAwo/Ibb-IUMaONc/s1600-h/M292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SvSc18FqbaI/AAAAAAAAAwo/Ibb-IUMaONc/s320/M292.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401114303600946594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Così abbiamo un po' paura a prenderne uno: se portassimo un gattino dal gattile e scoprissimo che suscita l'allergia in casa, che faremmo? ci dispiacerà tanto ... senza contare la lunga serie di pigrizie... per ora siamo una no cat family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PERO' non siamo proprio senza gatto: abbiamo il Mocci ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SvSdCY57LKI/AAAAAAAAAww/73v8GXG621Y/s1600-h/M293.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SvSdCY57LKI/AAAAAAAAAww/73v8GXG621Y/s320/M293.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401114517494770850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' il gatto dei vicini, che viene a trovarci tramite le terrazze comunicanti, e con lui i due allergici stanno bene! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SvSdmUDJG4I/AAAAAAAAAw4/eWhvTrLUFLw/s1600-h/M294.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SvSdmUDJG4I/AAAAAAAAAw4/eWhvTrLUFLw/s320/M294.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401115134666546050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poi Mocci è così buono ... è impressionante quanta pazienza ha con Melina che tenta di giocare con lui in 1000 modi, non le ha mai fatto vedere neanche un'unghietta! (NB hey padroni di Mocci, non vi preoccupate, cerco sempre di stoppare Melina e difendo il vs. micione eh !) ... Mocci, &lt;(_ _*)&gt; a r i g a t o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Però Mocci viene solo un attimo per salutarci e poi se ne va, e a Melina rimane sempre una sensazione tipo "Mocci non è il mio miau ... " e si domanda "Allora, dove è il mio Miau ??"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eccolo quiii !!&lt;br /&gt;C'è un posto pieno di miau tutti per Melina ! ... l'angolo Miau del supermercato ... ovvero il reparto cat foods, il suo angolino preferito !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SvSesdsjiHI/AAAAAAAAAxA/oeHaFMXv2zI/s1600-h/M295.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SvSesdsjiHI/AAAAAAAAAxA/oeHaFMXv2zI/s320/M295.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401116339847006322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prende sempre la stessa lattina rosa con la faccina di un gatto rosso e lo tiene per tutta la spesa ! Ah che felicità, ora ha un Miau tutto suo ! Coccolo Coccolo (〃ω〃) wow♪ grrr grrr ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SvSe9IGFRuI/AAAAAAAAAxI/PL1s06bQRXo/s1600-h/M296.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SvSe9IGFRuI/AAAAAAAAAxI/PL1s06bQRXo/s320/M296.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401116626106271458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma ci tiene davvero, se provo a toglierle il suo gattino rosa fa delle scenate ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SvSfN0676YI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/P0yXtr__nuc/s1600-h/M297.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SvSfN0676YI/AAAAAAAAAxQ/P0yXtr__nuc/s320/M297.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401116913017022850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poi sinceramente è comodo per me, così sta buona e mi segue con il suo adorato gattino in braccio senza distrarsi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arriva sempre il momento degli addii ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SvSfgVqQhkI/AAAAAAAAAxY/f0Mmwc_ZaDE/s1600-h/M298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SvSfgVqQhkI/AAAAAAAAAxY/f0Mmwc_ZaDE/s320/M298.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401117231043085890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coccola l'animaletto per un po' giusto per avere compagnia e poi lo lascia alla cassa perché non lo compriamo ... dal punto di vista educativo NON VA AFFATTO BENE !!!!! ma che devo fare, prendo la lattina per Mocci ? Nono, Mocci adora delle scatoline più pregiate (ma il loro design non piace affatto a Melina ... ) !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanto, penso, Melina tra brevissimo comincerà a urlare "NOOOO ! non voglio le scatole con le foto dei gatti, ma un vero gatto tutto miooooo !" ... quindi per ora va bene così ... (´▽｀)/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-2681332654049187834?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/2681332654049187834/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=2681332654049187834' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/2681332654049187834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/2681332654049187834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2009/11/il-gattino-di-melina.html' title='il gattino di Melina'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SvScvBRaEAI/AAAAAAAAAwg/LIpxMcSg1zY/s72-c/M291.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-1698240509268900700</id><published>2009-10-22T22:25:00.009+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T14:34:25.593+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidianità'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animali'/><title type='text'>Stamattina</title><content type='html'>Stamattina sono uscita di casa alle 7:58, pioveva un pochino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era ancora un po' buio ... ma era un buio insolito, non so come dire, strano ... guardo il cielo e cosa vedo ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SuDBLU1aadI/AAAAAAAAAwA/gGs0guLJsZY/s1600-h/uccelli_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SuDBLU1aadI/AAAAAAAAAwA/gGs0guLJsZY/s320/uccelli_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395524753905314258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecco perché era buio, il cielo della nostra via era coperto da ... uccelli, ma numerosissimi uccelli !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SuDBi94pTMI/AAAAAAAAAwI/RrgHK28n1Ac/s1600-h/uccelli_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SuDBi94pTMI/AAAAAAAAAwI/RrgHK28n1Ac/s320/uccelli_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395525160061717698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;che spavento ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SuDB15VobxI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/YXvOC3JN2vk/s1600-h/uccelli_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SuDB15VobxI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/YXvOC3JN2vk/s320/uccelli_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395525485258632978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SuDB8a6aaSI/AAAAAAAAAwY/vsoGXR2RgWU/s1600-h/uccelli_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SuDB8a6aaSI/AAAAAAAAAwY/vsoGXR2RgWU/s320/uccelli_4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5395525597350488354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tutt'intorno alla ns. via, nella zona dove abitiamo (dalle parti della stazione), il cielo faceva davvero impressione ! Ma è divertente assistere ad un evento insolito di prima mattina, infatti ho chiamato subito Mariton e gli ho detto di aprire le finestre e far vedere il cielo a Melina !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-1698240509268900700?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/1698240509268900700/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=1698240509268900700' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/1698240509268900700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/1698240509268900700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2009/10/stamattina.html' title='Stamattina'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SuDBLU1aadI/AAAAAAAAAwA/gGs0guLJsZY/s72-c/uccelli_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-7842807907940588563</id><published>2009-10-10T23:23:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2009-10-10T23:24:47.378+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mariton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ioio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blablabla'/><title type='text'>SHOCK !! * L'ASTERISCO</title><content type='html'>Senza preavviso ... un indovinello : m(▼皿▼)m Che cos'è ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/StCtSl1c4JI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/6UngGmLKZto/s1600-h/M281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/StCtSl1c4JI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/6UngGmLKZto/s320/M281.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390999288868036754" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' una stella ?&lt;br /&gt;Siiii ! In una splendida serata Giove era incredibilmente brillante e mi sono messa a disegnarlo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;f i u u u . . . (´ー｀)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/StCtpfOlgGI/AAAAAAAAAvY/EUZ70rvA0pQ/s1600-h/M152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/StCtpfOlgGI/AAAAAAAAAvY/EUZ70rvA0pQ/s320/M152.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390999682231402594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO, non è mica Giove, non è una neanche un corpo celeste, niente di piacevole ... ANZI ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zoom out ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/StCt4wzYWUI/AAAAAAAAAvg/uBgqM9UG4-M/s1600-h/M282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/StCt4wzYWUI/AAAAAAAAAvg/uBgqM9UG4-M/s320/M282.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390999944647170370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ? ... r(-◎ω◎-) ancora un po' ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/StCuHz__6mI/AAAAAAAAAvo/m11u4-8imJo/s1600-h/M283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/StCuHz__6mI/AAAAAAAAAvo/m11u4-8imJo/s320/M283.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391000203203439202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DADAAAAANN !! gu a a aA AAAA !　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimamente ho fatto l'esame del sangue, me lo aveva consigliato il mio medico curante prima di varie ecografie. visto che gli ho detto che volevo fare un check-up abbastanza completo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;il risultato, niente di preoccupante, PERO' ho preso un disonorabilissimo * (ovvero fuori norma) sul valore di ... C, Co, ... COLESTEROLO ! ┛)"0"(┗ Aia !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se ce l'hai da ... non ricordo il valore minimo, ma al max 200, sei in fase normale e rimani senza  " * " , ma io ce l'ho a 205, sono appena appena OUT e quindi sono stata asteriscata  ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... BOOOOOOO (-ε-) ! .... ma sono out solo di 5 points, non è mica grave, io mi considero ancora IN ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/StCvEHdlxxI/AAAAAAAAAvw/vggM9xkM5D0/s1600-h/M284.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/StCvEHdlxxI/AAAAAAAAAvw/vggM9xkM5D0/s320/M284.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391001239219980050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma figuriamoci se Mariton, che è maniaco degli esami ( e dei risultati + le cure ), mi lasciava stare così senza fare nessuna cura ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/StCvzt0CdsI/AAAAAAAAAv4/PWSr1y446Bk/s1600-h/M285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/StCvzt0CdsI/AAAAAAAAAv4/PWSr1y446Bk/s320/M285.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391002056968533698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo so, devo far qualcosa, ... senza volere faccio una ricerchina iper superficiale via web. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1, devo ridurre il grasso animale &lt;br /&gt;2, devo mangiare più verdure &lt;br /&gt;3, impegnarmi di fare più qualsiasi attività fisica&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi basterebbero questi tre. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A dir la verità ci sono altre cose da evitare, il burro, il fumo, l'uovo (soprattutto il tuorlo), i prodotti a base di fegato e uova di pesce... ma non consumo quasi mai queste cose (almeno in Italia ) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per quanto riguarda il punto 3, è consigliato mangiare una manciatina di verdure per ogni pasto ... sembra facile, ma non lo è ... e quando mi trovo fuori casa per il pranzo che si fa ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insomma, sono in cura ... cura si, ma leggera ... speriamo di essere IN la prossima volta !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-7842807907940588563?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/7842807907940588563/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=7842807907940588563' title='5 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/7842807907940588563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/7842807907940588563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2009/10/shock-lasterisco.html' title='SHOCK !! * L&apos;ASTERISCO'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/StCtSl1c4JI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/6UngGmLKZto/s72-c/M281.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-7336584208200744754</id><published>2009-09-19T22:59:00.021+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T21:55:19.212+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amici di melina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><title type='text'>DOOOOE !!!</title><content type='html'>All'inizio del mese di settembre, la ns. Melina ha compito DOOOOE ANNI ! &lt;br /&gt;☆.｡.:*･ﾟ☆.｡.:*･ﾟ☆ YOOOOOppPi ! ☆ﾟ･*:.｡.☆ﾟ･*:.｡.☆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'anno scorso, per la festa del PRIMO compleanno di ns. figlia ... &lt;br /&gt;... noi genitori ,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NON ABBIAMO ORGANIZZATO N I E N T E !!!  ... ∑(￣ﾛ￣|||)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... (〃'∇'〃)ゝe h e h e h ! ... che vergogna, ci siamo detti ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************&lt;br /&gt;discorso di 1 anno fa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MariMari (mrmr) : facciamo qualcosa per il comple ?&lt;br /&gt;Marton (mrtn) : massiii ! ... ma cosa ?&lt;br /&gt;mrmr : ... eh ? tipo, una festina ?&lt;br /&gt;mrtn : mmmh ? ... mah si ... oppure, almeno una tortina speciale per lei ??&lt;br /&gt;mrmr : EEEH ? a Melina non piacciono i dolci ... andiamo allo zoo ?&lt;br /&gt;mrmr &amp; mrtn :  ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrmr : Dai, non facciamo niente, tanto a 1 anno che capisce? Non potrà neanche soffiare sulla candelina !&lt;br /&gt;mrtn : (eeeh ?! Σ(･口･) hai avuto il coraggio di dirlo ?! non finisci mai a stupirmi eh ... ) eeeh ? no, dai facciamo qualcosina ... &lt;br /&gt;mrmr : cosa ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... poi abbiamo perso tutta la forza di pensarci.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sr0zimOiAzI/AAAAAAAAAuo/7WRLGxwG3EE/s1600-h/M271.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sr0zimOiAzI/AAAAAAAAAuo/7WRLGxwG3EE/s320/M271.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385517398875046706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tornando a quest'anno, abbiamo deciso di fare la festina di DOOOE anni, invitanto gli amici di Melina (+ family) !&lt;br /&gt;Era l'ultima domenica in cui potevamo stare in abiti estivi sulla terrazza ed è stata una giornata divertentissima ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sr0zzCsN2CI/AAAAAAAAAuw/elC_Akefg1E/s1600-h/M272.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sr0zzCsN2CI/AAAAAAAAAuw/elC_Akefg1E/s320/M272.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385517681393653794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;☆.｡.:*･ﾟ☆.｡.:*･ﾟ☆  Grazie a tutti i partecipanti sia piccoli che grandi ☆.｡.:*･ﾟ☆.｡.:*･ﾟ☆ &lt;br /&gt;non solo Melina, ma tutti noi ci siamo divertiti tantissimo, all'anno prossimo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dal giorno della festina in poi il filmato preferito di Melina è ... non più Haidi, né Keroro né Totoro né Kiki né Ponio ma ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUDI ! ... cioè il filmatino della gigantesca torta di compleanno!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sr00L3EYdeI/AAAAAAAAAu4/PW7PO7ozG68/s1600-h/M273.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sr00L3EYdeI/AAAAAAAAAu4/PW7PO7ozG68/s320/M273.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385518107770516962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ripete "Gudi ! Gudi ! Gudi !" e guarda il filmatino di 1 min. in cui è riuscita a spegnere la candelina "2", che carina, eri proprio contenta eh ! Meno male che stavolta abbiamo fatto la festa ... ah che soddisfazione !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sr00zKXyfPI/AAAAAAAAAvA/1zlLMjwsFeQ/s1600-h/M274.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sr00zKXyfPI/AAAAAAAAAvA/1zlLMjwsFeQ/s320/M274.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385518782967086322" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma quante volte vuoi rivedere quel filmatino ?! BAAAASTAAA !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. alla festa ci sono stati DOOOOE new entries !! Gabi-chan &amp; BasBas ! Due maschietti ancora piccolini che per il momento non camminano (ma manca poco ... ). Melina di solito è circondata da quasi tutte amiche bimbe  (è una cosa strana ma è un gruppone di femmine), tutte più grandi di lei. Quindi questi piccoli naschietti sono davvero una novità, hey boys, non vediamo l'ora di giocare con voi! (chissà quanto saranno terribili eh !!) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sr1BXQhm_dI/AAAAAAAAAvI/Y-Yj4awrZxc/s1600-h/M275.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sr1BXQhm_dI/AAAAAAAAAvI/Y-Yj4awrZxc/s320/M275.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385532597233712594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-7336584208200744754?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/7336584208200744754/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=7336584208200744754' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/7336584208200744754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/7336584208200744754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2009/09/dooooe.html' title='DOOOOE !!!'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sr0zimOiAzI/AAAAAAAAAuo/7WRLGxwG3EE/s72-c/M271.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-7233054907209224080</id><published>2009-09-03T22:22:00.025+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-15T20:34:29.316+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amici di melina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ioio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giappone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blablabla'/><title type='text'>Arrivo del NEW BOOOM !!</title><content type='html'>Mamma mia che freddo che fa fuori... meglio parlare ancora dell'estate　(;＾◇＾;)ゝ ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Io &amp; Melina siamo andate ancora in Giappone dai nonni, ad agosto, è stato un viaggio breve, 10 giorni incluse le notti sull'aereo, ma avevo un paio di cose da fare làggiù.  ... e anche questa volta abbiamo lasciato a casa il nostro adoratissimo papi ... la prossima volta, dai! ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dopo aver sbrigato tutto quello che dovevo, che fare ??? ... niente, per la pigrizia e per il terrore del caldo e l'umidità e per la terribilità di Melina, stavo chiusa in casa e non facevo niente altro che mangiare e stare con i tre nipotini (che erano dai nonni per la vacanza). Che vacanza ideale !!?? ヾ(´ε｀;)ゝ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anche stavolta Melina era contentissima di stare con i tre cugini, ma soprattutto stava molto tempo con UG, il secondo della famiglia di mia sorella maggiore, ha 9 anni ma è bravissimo: cerca di giocare con lei proponendole dei giochi che potrebbero piacere ai bimbi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UG è matto di videogiochi, manga e anime ecc. infatti porta sempre con sè una borsa piena di giochi, in questo periodo va pazzo per un cartoon: Keroro Gunso, ovvero il Sergente Keroro in italiano. Dai nonni, che hanno la pay TV, UG può guardare tutte le puntate che vuole, anche le ultimissime ... tanto pagano i nonni σ(^_^;) ... è importante eh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sq1vl7dVeMI/AAAAAAAAAto/6aEZaocx27g/s1600-h/M261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sq1vl7dVeMI/AAAAAAAAAto/6aEZaocx27g/s320/M261.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381079827184187586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poi Melina, che come no, è anche lei una pesantissima amante dei cartoon, si è buttata immediatamente nel mondo di Keroro, al fianco di UG. e io dietro di loro, armata di sashimi e birra, seguivo l'invasione del sergente verde al ns. Pianeta ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sq1v-3IMWZI/AAAAAAAAAtw/MYYI54Y4W7w/s1600-h/M262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sq1v-3IMWZI/AAAAAAAAAtw/MYYI54Y4W7w/s320/M262.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381080255518497170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sq1wH_-VX3I/AAAAAAAAAt4/s48i3h8JPiA/s1600-h/M263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sq1wH_-VX3I/AAAAAAAAAt4/s48i3h8JPiA/s320/M263.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381080412511887218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sq1w08V3kdI/AAAAAAAAAuY/8W0oRgfF4_I/s1600-h/M264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sq1w08V3kdI/AAAAAAAAAuY/8W0oRgfF4_I/s320/M264.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381081184630968786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Risultato: mi sono innamorata di tutti i componenti del plotone del sergente verde ... avevo già sentito il titolo ma non immaginavo che fosse così bello, e con UG e Melina, sono stata inchiodata davanti alla TV... era da tanto che non mi veniva un nuovo BOOM ... non ricordo neanche l'ultima volta! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insomma, ho portato in Italia il new boom e continuo a guardare tutte le puntate, è ormai l'appuntamento fisso da quasi un mese: qualsiasi cosa faccia, c'è sempre la finestra di You Tube con Keroro .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sq1wZ-rdJpI/AAAAAAAAAuI/p2siVplnxT4/s1600-h/M265.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 311px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sq1wZ-rdJpI/AAAAAAAAAuI/p2siVplnxT4/s320/M265.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381080721401915026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ... Mariton mi guarda con lo sguardo "ANCORA ??" ... e forse starà pensando "mah ! ... la lascio stare, tanto è solito boom che dura max per un mesetto ! "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sq1w-y6sxxI/AAAAAAAAAug/-CnYClkQl1s/s1600-h/M266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sq1w-y6sxxI/AAAAAAAAAug/-CnYClkQl1s/s320/M266.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5381081353899788050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EH EH EH ... Lui non sa che ho appena guardato solo la metà degli episodi ...&lt;br /&gt;IH IH IH ... ( ´艸｀) C H E B E L L O !!! Quanti Keroro ancora da vedere !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A proposito, non sono assolutamente d'accordo sulle voci dei personaggi in italiano ... tutti quanti sembrano maschi/40 anni  !!!  ∑(´□｀；) n n N N N O O O O !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-7233054907209224080?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/7233054907209224080/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=7233054907209224080' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/7233054907209224080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/7233054907209224080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2009/09/arrivo-del-new-booom.html' title='Arrivo del NEW BOOOM !!'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sq1vl7dVeMI/AAAAAAAAAto/6aEZaocx27g/s72-c/M261.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-8718780282628356422</id><published>2009-08-30T08:35:00.025+02:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T20:31:29.013+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><title type='text'>Melina vs Parmigiano Reggiano</title><content type='html'>.*:・'゜☆。.:*:・'゜★゜'・: Buon settembre a tutti !!! .*:・'゜☆。.:*:・'゜★゜'・:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A proposito ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melina è abbastanza golosa, mangia praticamente di tutto, ma ha i suoi cibi preferiti: il latte, lo yogurt, la banana, gli snackini giappi ecc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SppFH_EOOzI/AAAAAAAAAsw/rGVaM4UbrSk/s1600-h/M251.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SppFH_EOOzI/AAAAAAAAAsw/rGVaM4UbrSk/s320/M251.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375685108710652722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma il suo cibino preferito in assoluto è ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ﾉ'0')ﾉ￣♪Tadaaan ! ♪～ﾍ('0'ﾍ)  &lt;br /&gt;il re dei formaggi, il Parmigiano Reggiano !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SppFPk2CSqI/AAAAAAAAAs4/E7MydaRUVFQ/s1600-h/M252.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SppFPk2CSqI/AAAAAAAAAs4/E7MydaRUVFQ/s320/M252.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375685239110781602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NB. ultimamente sto guardando tantissime puntate del Sergente Keroro, ho fatto questa vigne un po' keroriana ... fine del NB&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentre preparo i pasti, lei mi gira intorno e inizia subito ad indicare il frigo e chiedere "Maggio ! Maggio !" ... che vorrebbe dire  "formaggio", e se la ignoro piange e si arrabbia di brutto. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SppFXZz9zkI/AAAAAAAAAtA/s03nWD5RiKc/s1600-h/M253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SppFXZz9zkI/AAAAAAAAAtA/s03nWD5RiKc/s320/M253.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375685373588262466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quindi tiro fuori il formaggio e gliene do un pezzettino, lei lo prende e va via tutta contenta, ma TORNA SUBITO dicendo " ancora, Maggio ! Maggio !" ... così inizia un endless loop di maggio ! maggio ! (;´ρ`) insomma ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SppFgPOceOI/AAAAAAAAAtI/eKZrdxt8RGI/s1600-h/M254.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SppFgPOceOI/AAAAAAAAAtI/eKZrdxt8RGI/s320/M254.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375685525365356770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK Il P.Reggiano non è un cibo junk e dicono che sia ricco di calcio e faccia bene ai bimbi,  ma mi preoccupa un po' che Melina prenda troppo sale, così cerco di controllarla, dandole pezzetti il più piccoli e sottili possibile... insomma, sto cercando di tenere d'occhio il consumo di formaggio della piccola !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MA .... COME ASPETTAVAMO, Melina ci ha messo pochissimo ad imparare ad aprire il frigo da sola e ad arrivare a tutti i cibi che vuole ... (；-_-) =3 f i u u u ... aiuto ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SppFpu26wMI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/gAnrmAbFXq0/s1600-h/M255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SppFpu26wMI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/gAnrmAbFXq0/s320/M255.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375685688475435202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Solo che ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SppFzUO74SI/AAAAAAAAAtY/6_umNA-1vP0/s1600-h/M256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SppFzUO74SI/AAAAAAAAAtY/6_umNA-1vP0/s320/M256.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375685853127106850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( ・◇・)?(・◇・ )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SppF8QGV9dI/AAAAAAAAAtg/ZThAC279GvQ/s1600-h/M257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SppF8QGV9dI/AAAAAAAAAtg/ZThAC279GvQ/s320/M257.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5375686006636148178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Σ(･ω･ﾉ)ﾉ！n o o o o !  w(￣Д￣;)w !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il suo modo di arrivare a.... AMMu ! al suo formaggio preferito è troppo ... come dire,  animalesco? Pigro ? ... Melina, non ti dico di prendere il coltellino e tagliarlo a fettine, ma non riesci almeno a togliere la pellicola prima di mangiarlo ??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Così è riuscita ad ottenere l'accesso iper-free al suo adorato Parmigiano Reggiano ! E noi dobbiamo rassegnarci a grattuggiarlo che è pieno di morsini dappertutto ! ∑ヾ(≧□≦*)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-8718780282628356422?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/8718780282628356422/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=8718780282628356422' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/8718780282628356422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/8718780282628356422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2009/08/melina-vs-parmigiano-reggiano.html' title='Melina vs Parmigiano Reggiano'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SppFH_EOOzI/AAAAAAAAAsw/rGVaM4UbrSk/s72-c/M251.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-4093504903223869121</id><published>2009-07-10T10:00:00.029+02:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T23:00:16.487+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amici di melina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giappone'/><title type='text'>I 3 cugini di Melina</title><content type='html'>Comincio a raccontare finalmente del viaggio in Giappone di maggio.&lt;br /&gt; ... e tra poco ripartiamo di nuovo ... (´ー｀)┌&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Giappone Melina ha visto tutti i membri della famiglia Mari Mari, compresi la gatta vecchissima, un mini-beagle, due tartarughe, ma le sono piaciuti di più in assoluto i tre cugini giappi !!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Melina ha tre cugini ... sono figli della mia sorella maggiore e giapponesi al 100 % e abitano a Tokyo e tutti i tre sono maschi.&lt;br /&gt;tre maschi ... (￣□￣；) c h e p a u r a !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SmNG6b0QqSI/AAAAAAAAArQ/iEviG3Y30Jw/s1600-h/M241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SmNG6b0QqSI/AAAAAAAAArQ/iEviG3Y30Jw/s320/M241.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360205951214332194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;il primo e il secondo sono Takuchan &amp; UG (che si legge yugi)&lt;br /&gt;Sono proprio i tipici primo e secondo genito ... ( secondo l'immagine che ho in mente)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poi ... tadaaaan !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SmNHBH6eifI/AAAAAAAAArY/Xys1_G-3-s4/s1600-h/M242.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SmNHBH6eifI/AAAAAAAAArY/Xys1_G-3-s4/s320/M242.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360206066130782706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il più piccolo della famiglia della sorellona, Takeru ! &lt;br /&gt;l'avevo visto l'ultima volta l'anno scorso, non parlava bene ancora ... come è cresciuto ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ovviamente Melina ha trovato subito il feeling più alto con Takeru che ha l'età più vicina alla sua,  era all'aeroporto con i nonni (perché voleva vedere gli aerei )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Melina piace molto tenere le mani degli altri, soprattutto quando è stanca o quando ha sonno, ha voluto la manina di Takeru ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SmNHOpjRVZI/AAAAAAAAArg/Frkvz_yx6xU/s1600-h/M243.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SmNHOpjRVZI/AAAAAAAAArg/Frkvz_yx6xU/s320/M243.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360206298498553234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; All'inizio era un po' imbarazzato e diceva "ma no ... " ma alla fine ha preso la manina di Melina e lei si è addormentata ...  che teneri ! ･ﾟ･☆･ﾟ:*(感´∀｀激)*:ﾟ･☆･ﾟ･&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siccome tutti lo trattano come il più piccolo di casa (in effetti, lo è), Takeru voleva coccolare la sua cuginetta più piccola come se fosse una sorellina, dandole il suo snackino preferito, spingendo il passeggino ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SmNHZygW6VI/AAAAAAAAAro/4e32wz-PBx4/s1600-h/M244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SmNHZygW6VI/AAAAAAAAAro/4e32wz-PBx4/s320/M244.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360206489880815954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma il "bravo fratello maggiore" è durato POCHISSIMO ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SmNHgjwvJ3I/AAAAAAAAArw/pIPZD630k24/s1600-h/M245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 301px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SmNHgjwvJ3I/AAAAAAAAArw/pIPZD630k24/s320/M245.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360206606182066034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dopo due giorni non voleva più darle i suoi Lego ... anzi nessun giocattolo che Melina voleva e le dava delle spinte di nascosto ( ma io l'ho beccato lo stesso !!! ih ih ...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insomma, Melina stava benissimo con i cugini + le zie + i nonni (+ gli animali) ... tra poco ci ritorniamo, e non vedo l'ora di vedere Melina stracontenta di ri-incontrare tutti quanti !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A PROPOSITO, lo YUGHIO ... ma che cavolo di gioco è ??? Taku, il più grande mi ha spiegato come si gioca, ma non ho capito proprio niente !! E mi ha chiesto di portargli delle carte dello Yughio italiano ... dove si trovano ??? se qualcuno mi potesse aiutare ... (lll⊃д｀)･ﾟ･ ... non so proprio dove andare ... snif !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ... forse è già un po' tardi, ma ... BUONA VACANZA A TUTTI !!! k i s s !! ♪( 'Θ')ﾉ~☆&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-4093504903223869121?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/4093504903223869121/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=4093504903223869121' title='6 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/4093504903223869121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/4093504903223869121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-3-cugini-di-melina.html' title='I 3 cugini di Melina'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SmNG6b0QqSI/AAAAAAAAArQ/iEviG3Y30Jw/s72-c/M241.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-8047256439398997519</id><published>2009-06-25T13:55:00.027+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T16:33:40.290+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='mariton'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blablabla'/><title type='text'>THE BATTLE !! Mari Mari VS Mariton !!</title><content type='html'>Credo che ci siano per tutte le coppie delle battlaglie inutili, ma anche molto importanti per chi vince, ed è ovvio che ogni tanto anche tra di noi scatti qualche combattimento senza pugni ... ma con la macchina fotografica !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giorni fa mi sono svegliata un po' tardi e Mariton &amp; Melina erano già attivi, come fa spesso la mattina prima di portarla all'asilo, Mariton le faceva vedere un po' di immagini, di solito di animaletti sul pc, giocando all'indovinello "come fa xxxxxx ?". Ma stavolta Mariton faceva vedere a sua figlia qualcosa di diverso, dalla macchina fotografica ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SkTJPbgqkBI/AAAAAAAAApY/necZ2dnDEkc/s1600-h/M231.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 317px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SkTJPbgqkBI/AAAAAAAAApY/necZ2dnDEkc/s320/M231.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351623524142977042" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C H E C O S A ??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SkTJbqSrWaI/AAAAAAAAApg/VdAiP6bynuU/s1600-h/M232.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SkTJbqSrWaI/AAAAAAAAApg/VdAiP6bynuU/s320/M232.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351623734269270434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;∑(O_O；) s h o c k ！！ ... la notte prima, quando è venuto a letto dopo la dura giornata di lavoro, Mariton mi ha vista dormire con le mani messe in un modo iper strano, e cosa ha fatto ? E' corso a prendere la fotocamera per scattare delle foto ridicole alla mogliettina !!! &lt;br /&gt;ヽ(。_゜)ノ ma ti pare ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SkTJlcNJ3QI/AAAAAAAAApo/WDq6PMXRA1g/s1600-h/M233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SkTJlcNJ3QI/AAAAAAAAApo/WDq6PMXRA1g/s320/M233.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351623902286699778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comunque, la posizione delle mie mani era veramente strana, non voglio mettere la vera foto, ma era proprio come l'ho disegnata. Come mai le tenevo così ? Ho provato a rimettermi nella stessa posizione, ma non mi è risultata assolutamente famigliare, che strana che sono !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Così il primo round della ns. battaglia "chi scatta la foto più buffa dell'altro" l'aveva vinto Mariton, alla grande ... ///orz///&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma io aspetto in silenzio l'occasione del REVENGE, come una pantera nera ... ( =①ω①=) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e una sera, tipo alle 23,30 non trovo più Marton in giro, lo cerco, in cucina non c'è e neanche in bagno ... e vedo la camera da letto con la lucina accesa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SkTJvX7eZQI/AAAAAAAAApw/Fs8AulCbYhQ/s1600-h/M234.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SkTJvX7eZQI/AAAAAAAAApw/Fs8AulCbYhQ/s320/M234.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351624072937497858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SkTJ4viw3CI/AAAAAAAAAp4/iaJMuUym2UA/s1600-h/M235.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SkTJ4viw3CI/AAAAAAAAAp4/iaJMuUym2UA/s320/M235.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351624233895124002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SkTKG-TabzI/AAAAAAAAAqA/t6nZfwLlOmY/s1600-h/M236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 284px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SkTKG-TabzI/AAAAAAAAAqA/t6nZfwLlOmY/s320/M236.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351624478375440178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dormiva in una posizione davvero strana ! ... come faceva a non cadere in avanti o indietro non lo so, certo che aveva una forma assolutamente insolita !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PECCATO che non posso mettere la vera foto (Mariton non mi ha dato il permesso .... lo capisco ...) ! Nel disegno le proporzioni non sono esatte, ma con le gambe vere, più lunghe e magre, faceva un triangolo assurdo, proprio da fotografare ! ih ih ih ih（ΦωΦ）ih ih ih ih ... !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SkTKWSEiK2I/AAAAAAAAAqI/WUcbUGnoPC8/s1600-h/M237.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 301px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SkTKWSEiK2I/AAAAAAAAAqI/WUcbUGnoPC8/s320/M237.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351624741379779426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ovviamente ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SkTKqizOiVI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/bmeRAzhhPeU/s1600-h/M238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SkTKqizOiVI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/bmeRAzhhPeU/s320/M238.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351625089467976018" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh eh eh ... così ho vinto IO il 2nd. round ... alla grandissima !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E siamo in attesa del terzo, che sarà decisivo !&lt;br /&gt;┏┫*｀ ー ´┣━━━━━━━━━●)ﾟロﾟ) G U A H !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Ah, che battaglia inutile però !!!???  _(Ｔ▽Ｔ)ﾉ彡☆&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-8047256439398997519?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/8047256439398997519/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=8047256439398997519' title='6 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/8047256439398997519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/8047256439398997519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2009/06/battle-mari-mari-vs-mariton.html' title='THE BATTLE !! Mari Mari VS Mariton !!'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SkTJPbgqkBI/AAAAAAAAApY/necZ2dnDEkc/s72-c/M231.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-8480714007384024715</id><published>2009-06-14T00:09:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T22:14:10.778+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giappone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blablabla'/><title type='text'>Lo sguardo da S. !!!</title><content type='html'>Parlando del visino della mia bimba...&lt;br /&gt;la caratteristica della faccia di Melina da sottolineare di più, secondo me, è la serenità&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SjQf8IiV-wI/AAAAAAAAAog/nVKd5MMDAyk/s1600-h/M221.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SjQf8IiV-wI/AAAAAAAAAog/nVKd5MMDAyk/s320/M221.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346933775539763970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forse anche il suo carattere è sereno (giusto per non dire che è sempliciotta (´ ▽｀).。ｏ♪♪ !!), non importa se all'asilo le danno della monella, fondamentalmente e di umore sorridente... o forse è per il fatto che ha metà sangue giappo e i suoi occhietti piccoli a mandorla la aiutano un po' a dare un'idea di serenità  ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;( NON SCRIVO "E' SERENA PERCHE' E' META' GIAPPONESE" ... Mariton avrebbe tanto da protestare ... PARLO SOLO DELL'IMPRESSIONE !!!)  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuttavia ogni tanto lancia uno sguardo tutto diverso, per esempio ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;un pomeriggio eravamo sul futon della camera di Melina, tutte e due sdraiate, Melina con il ciuccio in bocca e faceva chiup chiup chiup ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SjQgVYZk8LI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6avv67Nu2P8/s1600-h/M222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SjQgVYZk8LI/AAAAAAAAAoo/6avv67Nu2P8/s320/M222.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346934209294692530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;non sono contraria al ciuccio, ma mi veniva da toglierglielo giusto per evitare troppa dipendenza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SjQggLOtvBI/AAAAAAAAAow/-aZFv2Wxpng/s1600-h/M223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SjQggLOtvBI/AAAAAAAAAow/-aZFv2Wxpng/s320/M223.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346934394738031634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;///// VI SPIEGO IL "NAAAAI" .....φ(・∀・＊) ////&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nai, o Naaaai, sarebbe "no" in italiano e dico ogni tanto a Melina, "cracker nai !" "cioccolato naaai !" "Totoro naaaaai !" per farle capire che non può avere quello che sta chiedendo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e quindi "ciuccio NAAAAI" sarebbe "stai senza ciuccio", e se glielo dico si toglie il ciuccio dalla bocca, almeno per un momento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e anche quel giorno l'ha tolto senza problemi ... solo che ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SjQgqbtYtQI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ALE36YZH8SY/s1600-h/M224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SjQgqbtYtQI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ALE36YZH8SY/s320/M224.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346934570960336130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAAAH ??!! come mai mi guardi in quel modo ??? ti ho fatto qualcosa che non va ? &lt;br /&gt;(PS ho messo l'ombra per far aumentare l'effetto horror !!!　lll´Д｀))) brrrr ...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In realtà, so che non aveva nessuna intenzione di guardarmi male, ma ogni tanto, dovendo guardare in una direzione un po' difficile da inquadrare bene fa questa strana faccia ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;io lo chiamo "il momento di Sadako" ... mmmh che paura ! Parlo di quella bimba iper potente del film "the ring" ... Sadako mi fa paura, ma Melina sadakizzata mi fa ridere !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a proposito, tornando alla prima vigne, ho disegnato il totorino senza guardare ... vediamo se coincide bene ??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SjQhJIdDaiI/AAAAAAAAApA/RCbL6_fXXeQ/s1600-h/M225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SjQhJIdDaiI/AAAAAAAAApA/RCbL6_fXXeQ/s320/M225.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346935098367502882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SjQhQBjo2AI/AAAAAAAAApI/Q1PjyzBobwY/s1600-h/M226.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SjQhQBjo2AI/AAAAAAAAApI/Q1PjyzBobwY/s320/M226.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346935216775157762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh eh eh ... più o meno, l'ho azzeccato !! E' il primissimo My Totoro di Melina !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SjQherFzS7I/AAAAAAAAApQ/17DnZzIPKJI/s1600-h/M227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SjQherFzS7I/AAAAAAAAApQ/17DnZzIPKJI/s320/M227.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346935468442471346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' carino il regalino della foresta, vero ??? L'ho preso in Giappone !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♪( 〃∇〃)ﾉ+:* s e e y o u !! +:**+:☆&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-8480714007384024715?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/8480714007384024715/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=8480714007384024715' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/8480714007384024715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/8480714007384024715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2009/06/lo-sguardo-da-s.html' title='Lo sguardo da S. !!!'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SjQf8IiV-wI/AAAAAAAAAog/nVKd5MMDAyk/s72-c/M221.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-2258465051267255519</id><published>2009-05-27T22:39:00.018+02:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T22:12:58.717+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Giappone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='THANKS★'/><title type='text'>THANKS ★ C. Acciari !!</title><content type='html'>Dopo &lt;a href="http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2009/05/melina-vs-cracker.html"&gt;quella mattina&lt;/a&gt;, il mistero del cracker era diventato il topic no. 1 di questa casa ... ma non riuscivamo mai ad arrivare ad una spiegazione soddisfacente ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poi ... TAAAAAC ＼(o￣▽￣o)／ ci ha pensato il mitico &lt;a href="http://claudioacciari.blogspot.com/"&gt;Acciari san&lt;/a&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;grazie Acciarone, ora siamo tranquilli e possiamo dormire senza nessun pensiero ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecco la versione Acciaresca !　&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sh2maNBYlGI/AAAAAAAAAnw/liX-3PFWlaI/s1600-h/cracker1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sh2maNBYlGI/AAAAAAAAAnw/liX-3PFWlaI/s320/cracker1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340607702233551970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sh2mhhe9YSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/2DzqiPyTWps/s1600-h/cracker2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sh2mhhe9YSI/AAAAAAAAAn4/2DzqiPyTWps/s320/cracker2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340607827985391906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sh2mnqAo-HI/AAAAAAAAAoA/3gK6aNiFsE0/s1600-h/cracker3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sh2mnqAo-HI/AAAAAAAAAoA/3gK6aNiFsE0/s320/cracker3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340607933353359474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sh2mtM20EkI/AAAAAAAAAoI/dvD72dDmLho/s1600-h/cracker4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sh2mtM20EkI/AAAAAAAAAoI/dvD72dDmLho/s320/cracker4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340608028606730818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NNNNH ! è troppo convincente ! bravo Claudio ! d(｡ゝд･) n i c e !!!&lt;br /&gt;la mia vigne preferita in assoluto è la SECONDA !!!  d(｡ゝд･) ri - n i c e !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi parlo un po' del guinzaglio... è uno zainetto anti smarrimento che ho comprato in Giappone, come look è molto carino (lo ammetto, ho ricevuto qualche protesta, tipo "ma è una bimba, non un cane !" ... eh però funziona ...)!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Si vede un po' male ... ma giusto per farvi avere l'idea di cosa sia ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sh2ogVsKmyI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ZyXjVqoP7A8/s1600-h/bee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 319px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sh2ogVsKmyI/AAAAAAAAAoQ/ZyXjVqoP7A8/s320/bee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340610006662945570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sh2om_wSkwI/AAAAAAAAAoY/lgSBZV77S_M/s1600-h/bee2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sh2om_wSkwI/AAAAAAAAAoY/lgSBZV77S_M/s320/bee2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5340610121033749250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claudio, abbiamo ancora tanti misteri da scoprire ... &lt;br /&gt;Preparati !!! (；´∀｀；)＜ .... ???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-2258465051267255519?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/2258465051267255519/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=2258465051267255519' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/2258465051267255519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/2258465051267255519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2009/05/thanks-c-acciari.html' title='THANKS ★ C. Acciari !!'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sh2maNBYlGI/AAAAAAAAAnw/liX-3PFWlaI/s72-c/cracker1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-3491748612226515833</id><published>2009-05-16T22:50:00.023+02:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T13:49:41.693+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><title type='text'>Melina vs Cracker !!</title><content type='html'>Mamma mia, siamo a metà maggio e praticamente è già estate!! In questo periodo mi sono capitati tanti topics, sono stati due mesetti intensi ... ma l'evento più grande è stato :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDARE IN GIAPPONE CON MELINA !!&lt;br /&gt;... che fatica e che divertente che è stato ... ｢(´へ｀;ｳｰﾑ, presto vi racconterò del viaggio ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intanto, ecco un post ormai un po' vecchietto (visto che portiamo tutti le maniche lunghe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melina adora i crackers, è uno dei suoi long seller, anche se è di cattivo umore, appena le chiedo "Melina, vuoi il crackerino ?"lei fa quel "TIIII !" sorridente ! ヾ(=^▽^=)ノ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sg8p0_hhuUI/AAAAAAAAAmw/Q-DblPUZqs0/s1600-h/M211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sg8p0_hhuUI/AAAAAAAAAmw/Q-DblPUZqs0/s320/M211.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336530073839319362" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di solito per colazione mi chiede pane o crackers, e in quella mattina le andavano i crackers.&lt;br /&gt;Come no ?  Dò alla bimba il suo adoratissimo craccherino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sg8qEncOwfI/AAAAAAAAAm4/5InJ0vMq1-Y/s1600-h/M212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sg8qEncOwfI/AAAAAAAAAm4/5InJ0vMq1-Y/s320/M212.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336530342252560882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/ShAdHhaYK7I/AAAAAAAAAno/Nf4k785nH1Y/s1600-h/M213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 306px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/ShAdHhaYK7I/AAAAAAAAAno/Nf4k785nH1Y/s320/M213.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336797573499333554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sg8qVShBx9I/AAAAAAAAAnI/B-h-76_Q0tU/s1600-h/M214.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sg8qVShBx9I/AAAAAAAAAnI/B-h-76_Q0tU/s320/M214.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336530628693313490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sg8qiDh314I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/eG-_ZCKp9DQ/s1600-h/M215.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sg8qiDh314I/AAAAAAAAAnQ/eG-_ZCKp9DQ/s320/M215.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336530848008624002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sg8qsuxk1vI/AAAAAAAAAnY/CPH9H4EHldw/s1600-h/M216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sg8qsuxk1vI/AAAAAAAAAnY/CPH9H4EHldw/s320/M216.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336531031415903986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MAAAAH ? che sistema è ? （*￣□￣*；?? Che sia di moda all'asilo ?? non credo ... comunque è felicissima di mangiare così e insiste...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non dovremmo lasciarla fare, ma visto che era così contenta (psst psst ( ＇ﾉω＇) ... ed era divertente anche per noi! ) non l'abbiamo bloccata...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sg8rSuKRkXI/AAAAAAAAAng/mNxDhLGzqhQ/s1600-h/M217.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sg8rSuKRkXI/AAAAAAAAAng/mNxDhLGzqhQ/s320/M217.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336531684086092146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E dopo quella mattina da gatto non l'ha più ripetuto, ma cosa era quella sperimentazione ?  &lt;br /&gt;NNNh ... è un mistero (・・∂) nn ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Insomma, con la Melina i misteri non ci mancano mai ! ... (´ ▽｀).。ｏ♪♪&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-3491748612226515833?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/3491748612226515833/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=3491748612226515833' title='4 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3491748612226515833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3491748612226515833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2009/05/melina-vs-cracker.html' title='Melina vs Cracker !!'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Sg8p0_hhuUI/AAAAAAAAAmw/Q-DblPUZqs0/s72-c/M211.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-3134121493078192104</id><published>2009-03-21T23:54:00.038+01:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T20:48:10.671+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><title type='text'>nasooooooooooo !</title><content type='html'>E' passato un po' di tempo dall'ultimo post, ... ops addirittura è cambiata anche la stagione !&lt;br /&gt; (;^ω^A  come corre il tempo ... eh eh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giorni fa, camminando vicino a casa, sulla pubblicità delle riviste in edicola ho visto un manifesto che mi è piaciuto molto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Scf1EPxtugI/AAAAAAAAAlw/uTyv46c5WEk/s1600-h/M201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Scf1EPxtugI/AAAAAAAAAlw/uTyv46c5WEk/s320/M201.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316487338437491202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi ha fatto ridere, lo so che il concetto non era assolutamente far ridere, però...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;il titolo dell'articolo era tipo  "tuo figlio dice delle bugie ? allora sta bene !". La rivista non l'ho comprata, ma ho immaginato quei genitori molto "sensibili" alle bugie dei loro bimbi, con un sacco di pensieri negativi e ansie, che corrono in edicola a prendere la rivista... eheh&lt;br /&gt;Prendere l'abitudine di dire le bugie non è una cosa da sottovalutare assolutamente, ma i bimbi cominciano prestissimo a dire A anziché B e noi genitori moriremo di ansia se iniziassimo a preoccuparci di ogni A ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A proposito di A anziché B, ih ih ih come no, anche Melina dice un sacco di A !!! per esempio ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questa è la posizione the best di Melina: stare seduta in braccio davanti al computer giocando con webcam e facendo un sacco di foto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Scf1Mdi_NwI/AAAAAAAAAl4/19PTgUdUEiw/s1600-h/M202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Scf1Mdi_NwI/AAAAAAAAAl4/19PTgUdUEiw/s320/M202.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316487479572772610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... lo ammetto, non immaginavo che il PC power fosse così forte per la bimba, è diventato subitissimo il biglietto per il paradiso, se non la faccio smettere io, ci starebbe ore e ore sbavando di brutto... (*´∀｀*)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e così, Melina appena mi vede seduta davanti al PC corre da me e fa la faccia da "anch'IO !!!" e di solito la prendo su e la  faccio giocare un po' e poi la stacco, anzi ci stacchiamo dal monitor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Scf1eU7o6gI/AAAAAAAAAmA/PaocUTHbkLg/s1600-h/M203.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Scf1eU7o6gI/AAAAAAAAAmA/PaocUTHbkLg/s320/M203.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316487786497894914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma quella mattina, proprio nel momento "anch'io, abbracciami su!" a Melina è arrivato un altro momento !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Scf1zdG7DkI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/0s6DwCRGv48/s1600-h/M204.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Scf1zdG7DkI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/0s6DwCRGv48/s320/M204.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316488149469957698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*** I L  M O M E N T O  D E L L A  P O P O' !!!! ***&lt;br /&gt;         &lt;br /&gt;        p u u u u u (・ё・) u u u u u z z z a !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' troppo facile capire quando è nella fase della spinta, ed è troppo divertente ! Melina... BECCATA!&lt;br /&gt;Però ... dopo il momento divertente, ci vuole un lavaggio immediato (penso sempre "oh no se si sedesse ora ??" ) e cerco di portarla in bagno !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MA ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Scf2gTD1mrI/AAAAAAAAAmY/UazO9NzVQ6A/s1600-h/M205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Scf2gTD1mrI/AAAAAAAAAmY/UazO9NzVQ6A/s320/M205.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316488919866776242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma che no ! questa bimba, potendo dire solo 4 o 5 paroline, sa già dire delle bugiette ! eh si, non vuole più allontanarsi dal monitor-paradiso !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E OVVIAMENTE ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NASOOO ! ヽ(｀⊇´)/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;poi ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Scf3NX-GR-I/AAAAAAAAAmg/3BLpnWj0PMw/s1600-h/M206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Scf3NX-GR-I/AAAAAAAAAmg/3BLpnWj0PMw/s320/M206.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316489694278993890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANCORA ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NASOOOOOOO ! ヽ(｀⊇⊇⊇⊇´)/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E alla fine ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOOOOO ... il paradiso si allontana, fa l'ultimo tentativo desperato !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Scf3ZompQaI/AAAAAAAAAmo/HtLMp3ClFKs/s1600-h/M207.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Scf3ZompQaI/AAAAAAAAAmo/HtLMp3ClFKs/s320/M207.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316489904902455714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh Eh Eh !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NASOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ! ヽ(｀⊇⊇⊇⊇⊇⊇⊇⊇´)/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comunque, vorrei farle capire che non si devono dire le bugie ... ma con calma senza ansia. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Giappone c'è un detto da raccontare ai bimbi che dicono le bugiette, "se dici una bugia, sei all'inizio del lungo percorso per diventare un ladro" ... ma non è un po' troppo spietato ? Quanta paura avranno i bimbi ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Così i giapponesi imparano bene a non dire delle bugie, infatti non conosco nessuno giapponese bugiardo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;（；￢＿￢)  NNNNNNH ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NASOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO ! ヽ(｀⊇⊇⊇⊇⊇⊇⊇⊇⊇⊇⊇⊇⊇⊇´)/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-3134121493078192104?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/3134121493078192104/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=3134121493078192104' title='7 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3134121493078192104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3134121493078192104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2009/03/il-nasooooooooooo.html' title='nasooooooooooo !'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/Scf1EPxtugI/AAAAAAAAAlw/uTyv46c5WEk/s72-c/M201.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-9079817604803369549</id><published>2009-02-15T10:07:00.028+01:00</published><updated>2009-02-15T17:12:03.379+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blablabla'/><title type='text'>Il teatrino della foresta</title><content type='html'>Io e mariton siamo abbastanza pigri nel farci i regali per gli "eventi" ... per i compleanni, per gli anniversari di coppia, il natale, halloween, s.valentino, il giorno dei santi e dei morti, ferragosto, per la vittoria di Yamaha o Honda in moto GP, o cosa c'è ancora.... ? ｢(´へ｀; quanti !...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... Insomma, è molto raro che ci facciamo dei regali, puro motivo: la pigrizia. (*⌒∇⌒*) ♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E PURTROPPO questo vale anche con la Melina ... per il natale 2008 pensavamo di farle due piccoli regalini (tipo un pupazzetto e un libriccino) + quello più grande, cioè IL CAVALLINO Ikea !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SZfg39nOSxI/AAAAAAAAAj4/CXRdLmwoPio/s1600-h/M191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 304px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SZfg39nOSxI/AAAAAAAAAj4/CXRdLmwoPio/s320/M191.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302954338288552722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'ha provato dai vicini di casa e se n'è innamorata, ogni volta che andiamo da loro Melina è strafelice di vederlo e giocarci ! *** Attenzione: precisamente non è un cavallino, ma una renna ***, così pensavamo di prenderlo per natale ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ma ci siamo fermati solo ai due regalini piccoli ... e a febbraio 2009 Melina è ancora cavallinoless ! &lt;br /&gt;Melina, m(*T▽T*)m sorry ... siamo pigri e hikimkomori fino a questo livello ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ヽ（￣￣￣￣￣￣∇￣￣￣￣￣￣；）ノ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Che si fa ??  Che domanda sciocca, basta andare a Carugate a prendere la renna, ma cerchiamo di resistere ancora (ANCORA??)  e il cavallino lo faccio io...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SZfhD3uKgqI/AAAAAAAAAkA/mIdS6_vOvTA/s1600-h/M192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SZfhD3uKgqI/AAAAAAAAAkA/mIdS6_vOvTA/s320/M192.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302954542865482402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecco, essendo piena di sensi di colpa, le faccio da cavallino umano iper-sorridente. poi visto che è noioso dire solo "clop clop", invento una storietta giusto per varietà ai cloppings ! Vabbe' apro ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ☆。.:*:★゜'・:*  IL TEATRINO MMC .*:☆。.:*:・'゜★゜'・:* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; ... è un po' inutile ma ho messo nell'angolo delle vigne anche la posizione reale del cavallino (cioè me con Melina)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SZfhQv_eGMI/AAAAAAAAAkI/-JJx65_B02o/s1600-h/M193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 317px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SZfhQv_eGMI/AAAAAAAAAkI/-JJx65_B02o/s320/M193.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302954764128884930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una mattinata, Melina, con il suo ponino, sta facendo una passeggiata molto rilassante nella foresta...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SZfhc9B_4pI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/6wxwcB5GWeE/s1600-h/M194.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 303px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SZfhc9B_4pI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/6wxwcB5GWeE/s320/M194.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302954973787579026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il sole splende, il vento è dolce, l'aria è pulita e gli uccellini le danno il benvenuto musicale, ah che felicità !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A un certo punto ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;??? (ｏ･ω･ｏ??? qualcuno spunta dal boschetto, è un coniglietto grigino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SZfhsIbGAlI/AAAAAAAAAkY/8vKIZc-x8dg/s1600-h/M195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SZfhsIbGAlI/AAAAAAAAAkY/8vKIZc-x8dg/s320/M195.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302955234543665746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melina non lo sa, ma questo coniglietto è famosissimo nella foresta per essere molto dispettoso e furbo, e insiste tantissimo per giocare al gioco che vuole ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SZfiHNZUVKI/AAAAAAAAAkg/rdhXf2ttij4/s1600-h/M196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SZfiHNZUVKI/AAAAAAAAAkg/rdhXf2ttij4/s320/M196.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302955699734860962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' ovvio che il famoso coniglietto ha un piano B, non può concepire il rifiuto !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SZfiQasTzUI/AAAAAAAAAko/hez_u-gTNnM/s1600-h/M197.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SZfiQasTzUI/AAAAAAAAAko/hez_u-gTNnM/s320/M197.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302955857923001666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Troppo intelligente il coniglietto grigino, conosceva il punto debole del ponino ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SZfiqECQKII/AAAAAAAAAkw/mhaGfJkzt0o/s1600-h/M198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 275px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SZfiqECQKII/AAAAAAAAAkw/mhaGfJkzt0o/s320/M198.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302956298517620866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora, è iniziato il gioco preferito di coniglietto, e anche se Melina voleva continuare la passeggiata ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SZfi-0qV5aI/AAAAAAAAAk4/c2HE1ysISxA/s1600-h/M199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SZfi-0qV5aI/AAAAAAAAAk4/c2HE1ysISxA/s320/M199.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302956655168054690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poi se Melina vuole scendere il teatrino finisce qui, ma di solito vuole restare ancora su e la mia gamba è stanca ... quindi ? Faccio arrivare un altro ponino (cioè l'altra gamba) e l'inseguimento al coniglietto grigino continua !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOps, scusate, ho fatto un post troppo lungo ! ヾ( ´ー｀)ﾉ~ bye bye !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-9079817604803369549?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/9079817604803369549/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=9079817604803369549' title='10 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/9079817604803369549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/9079817604803369549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2009/02/il-teatrino-della-foresta.html' title='Il teatrino della foresta'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SZfg39nOSxI/AAAAAAAAAj4/CXRdLmwoPio/s72-c/M191.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-4814903084511528172</id><published>2009-01-30T21:05:00.009+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T15:08:47.392+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><title type='text'>Ladrina !!!+</title><content type='html'>E' arrivato l'ultimissimo gioco di Melina ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... SCIPPARE IL LIMONE DAL FRIGO ! ... （´～｀；）... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SYIXn0R_caI/AAAAAAAAAiw/yAzwkwi_0bE/s1600-h/M181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SYIXn0R_caI/AAAAAAAAAiw/yAzwkwi_0bE/s320/M181.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296822084557566370" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... In realtà, è solo una vecchia bottiglietta di plastica a forma di limone, al posto del succo ci ho messo un po' d'acqua per fare il tipico "ciaf ciaf" che piace tanto a Melina ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melina è così veloce che difficilmente riesco a beccarla ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SYIYTiZSXUI/AAAAAAAAAi4/2Djz802W6dY/s1600-h/M182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SYIYTiZSXUI/AAAAAAAAAi4/2Djz802W6dY/s320/M182.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296822835670572354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dopo il successo dello scippo, Melina non scappa subito, ma mi lancia uno sguardo provocatorio "mammina, riesci a prendermi ??? rivuoi il tuo limone ???" e scappa... (0゜▽゜)0 !! ma piano piano ...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SYIYvyNqy4I/AAAAAAAAAjA/MtUROksz_zk/s1600-h/M183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SYIYvyNqy4I/AAAAAAAAAjA/MtUROksz_zk/s320/M183.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296823320953146242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh eh eh, finalmente inizia la parte più divertente del gioco, cioè lei adora che io la insegua dicendo "MAH ! RIDAMMELO !!" ... è piccolina, ma è sempre una donna, vuole essere inseguita, che ci può fare ? （*´ー`)  E' il suo istinto !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lei sa GIA' che non deve correre troppo veloce perchè altrimenti non continuerò l'inseguimento, quindi cammina appena appena più svelta del solito tenendo lo sguardo indietro per controllare !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SYIY7tZtw6I/AAAAAAAAAjI/LvRZl_hZwLg/s1600-h/M184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 315px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SYIY7tZtw6I/AAAAAAAAAjI/LvRZl_hZwLg/s320/M184.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296823525819925410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E io so cosa vuole la mia piccola e così faccio finta di essere molto sorpresa dal furto e la seguo alla stessa andatura ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melina scappa con grande soddisfazione, ma... senza guardare avant ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SYIZ2cOS5fI/AAAAAAAAAjg/tV9L0uJORO8/s1600-h/M185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SYIZ2cOS5fI/AAAAAAAAAjg/tV9L0uJORO8/s320/M185.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296824534820906482" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ...  .・゜゜・（／。＼）・゜゜・．&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SYIaL5XK0_I/AAAAAAAAAjo/-tSV9cU_J20/s1600-h/M186.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SYIaL5XK0_I/AAAAAAAAAjo/-tSV9cU_J20/s320/M186.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296824903420007410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIUUUU ... anche se è una donna è ancora troppo piccola per queste cose! Facendosi inseguire finisce per prenderere una botta in faccia ! ... no no no, Melina, sei ancora troppo donna-principiante ! &lt;br /&gt;(BY Mari Mari che a quasi 40 anni é ormai veterana ... (＿´Д｀) ah ah ah ...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ovviamente si mette a piangere, eh si, il suo piano è fallito di brutto ... pazienza, non è mica facile farsi inseguire EH !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A proposito, la sua tipica posizione è questa !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SYIabBZRpEI/AAAAAAAAAjw/n_fo3Fmvg_Y/s1600-h/M187.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 305px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SYIabBZRpEI/AAAAAAAAAjw/n_fo3Fmvg_Y/s320/M187.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5296825163274363970" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come dire, è un po' teatrale, ma esprime bene la sensazione della disperazione !&lt;br /&gt;ex. PAPI MI HA SEQUESTRATO IL CIUCCIO ! SONO DISPERAAAATAAAA !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u a W A A A A A  &lt;(T◇T)&gt; A A A A a u ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-4814903084511528172?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/4814903084511528172/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=4814903084511528172' title='8 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/4814903084511528172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/4814903084511528172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2009/01/ladrina.html' title='Ladrina !!!+'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SYIXn0R_caI/AAAAAAAAAiw/yAzwkwi_0bE/s72-c/M181.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-5538269081161884238</id><published>2009-01-11T17:41:00.011+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T14:11:47.381+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oekaki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animali'/><title type='text'>oekaki ☆おえかき</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SWpqqC-DtcI/AAAAAAAAAiE/rerbozkAei8/s1600-h/kangu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SWpqqC-DtcI/AAAAAAAAAiE/rerbozkAei8/s320/kangu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5290157982884279746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uno degli animali che trovo pazzeschi ... il canguro !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha una faccia così carina, ma è davvero forte!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sapete dopo quanto tempo il piccolo fetino si trasferisce nel marsupio ??? solo 4-6 settimane ! Sarà ancora trasparente e tutto rosso di sangue! Ma lui viene alla luce lo stesso perchè la placenta della famiglia dei marsupiali è poco sviluppata, non riesce a trattenerlo a lungo, così senza cadere si arrampica per il primo trasloco, arrivando al famoso marsupino !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ho sentito dire che i canguri vivono in una condizione molto severa, i loro cuccioli hanno poca probabilità di sopravvivere e per la conservazione della specie hanno costruito un sistema pazzesco... Quando c'è un cucciolo nel sacco, la mamma riesce a tenere un altro feto in stato di "stand by", cioè se il sacco è occupato fanno attendere il secondo ovulo fecondato tenendo insieme le cellule, poi se il sacco si dovesse svuotare (perché il cucciolo non ce l'ha fatta a sopravvivere) il feto n°2 comincia a crescere ... geniale !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poi ovviamente sono fortissimi nei calci, con uno di essi possono distruggere i ns. intesitini ! Che paura !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh eh eh, però la cosa più bella è che NON SANNO ANDARE INDIETRO ! Sanno solo camminare avanti, che animale ottimista di sangue !! Voglio essere come loro ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS e ho sentito che quel sacco è PUZZOLENTISSIMO !!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-5538269081161884238?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/5538269081161884238/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=5538269081161884238' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/5538269081161884238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/5538269081161884238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2009/01/oekaki.html' title='oekaki ☆おえかき'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SWpqqC-DtcI/AAAAAAAAAiE/rerbozkAei8/s72-c/kangu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-6789820014157334115</id><published>2009-01-08T12:07:00.012+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-08T19:58:52.936+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blablabla'/><title type='text'>NEVICATA !!!</title><content type='html'>Ieri è' stata una giornata bianca, bellissima ... e faticosa qui a Milano ! {{(&gt;_&lt;)}} brrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SWXhrnnqW0I/AAAAAAAAAhs/5CQkL4e-S60/s1600-h/yuki_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SWXhrnnqW0I/AAAAAAAAAhs/5CQkL4e-S60/s320/yuki_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288881476902476610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho portato la Melina all'asilo in braccio, che fatica... pesa un po' più di 10 KG. Mamma mia devo stare attenta a non prendere 10 KG di peso in più di adesso ! eh eh eh, almeno spero ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Però vedere le strade tutte innevate tipo montagna è bello (*ё_ё*) s i i i ..., poi con la neve c'è un silenzio particolare, alla fine mi piace !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Visto che siamo una coppia HIKIKOMORI, ovviamente eravamo ben chiusi in casa, e ad un certo punto sentiamo un TOC TOC ... guardate chi c'era sulla terrazza ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LA FAMIGLIA PUPAZZOLA DI NEVE !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SWXhzKnKY8I/AAAAAAAAAh0/Mr2kzrx0yP0/s1600-h/yuki_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SWXhzKnKY8I/AAAAAAAAAh0/Mr2kzrx0yP0/s320/yuki_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288881606554706882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Volevano salutarci, era dal 2005 che non ci vedevamo !! Ma non possono entrare dentro ovviamente, nnnh ?? Ah! Anche loro ora hanno una melinina piccolina bianca （●＾o＾●）ｖ !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SWXh7TF1yaI/AAAAAAAAAh8/w95XXASs0I4/s1600-h/yuki_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SWXh7TF1yaI/AAAAAAAAAh8/w95XXASs0I4/s320/yuki_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5288881746269817250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Oggi non nevica più, meno male e anche peccato !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-6789820014157334115?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/6789820014157334115/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=6789820014157334115' title='6 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/6789820014157334115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/6789820014157334115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2009/01/nevicata.html' title='NEVICATA !!!'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SWXhrnnqW0I/AAAAAAAAAhs/5CQkL4e-S60/s72-c/yuki_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-6092749623345636677</id><published>2009-01-03T15:20:00.041+01:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T23:47:40.253+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ioio'/><title type='text'>Ricordi color seppia</title><content type='html'>｡･:*:･ﾟ´★ﾟ･:*:･｡☆;*・'゜☆;*・'゜☆♪☆。.:＊:･'°★°'･:＊&lt;br /&gt;*･'ﾟ☆｡.:*:･'☆'･:BUON ANNO A TUTTI !! *:.｡.:*:･'ﾟ:*:･'ﾟ☆&lt;br /&gt;｡･:*:･ﾟ´★ﾟ･:*:･｡☆;*・'゜☆;*・'゜☆♪☆。.:＊:･'°★°'･:＊&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... e scusate, il primo post '09 inizia coi toni dei seppia ... eh si per forza, si tratta di episodi di più di 20 anni fa ! il tempo passa ...(・c_,･｡A)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IO DETESTO GLI SPORT DI GRUPPO ! si, posso dirlo a voce altissima ! Perché ? Perché ho dei brutti, ma bruttissimi ricordi su questo tipo di attività. Alla scuola media giocavo a pallavolo in una squadra di club dopo la scuola, e le mie sempai (le ragazze più grandi) erano cattivissime !!! Non so se avete mai visto qualche anime giappo sulle ragazze che giocano a pallavolo o baseball o calcio o basket o ... boh ? Insomma sugli sport di gruppo: negli anime ci sono sempre delle sempai cattive... ma in realtà sono molto più cattive e assurde !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SV93Olo-UYI/AAAAAAAAAgk/4YmE4-oS0es/s1600-h/M171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 311px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SV93Olo-UYI/AAAAAAAAAgk/4YmE4-oS0es/s320/M171.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287075580062093698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, non mi hanno tirato veramente la palla sul sederino, comunque avevo ZERO feeling con loro. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quello sport, per me, andava bene giusto come giochino con le amichette... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SV95GpEf7TI/AAAAAAAAAgs/IEwgg65ITnE/s1600-h/M172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 306px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SV95GpEf7TI/AAAAAAAAAgs/IEwgg65ITnE/s320/M172.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287077642567150898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma avevo capito subito che seguire la palla seriamente non era proprio nei miei geni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SV95cC5-oLI/AAAAAAAAAg0/TE_R1z5pCTg/s1600-h/M173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SV95cC5-oLI/AAAAAAAAAg0/TE_R1z5pCTg/s320/M173.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287078010279600306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dopo tre anni mi sono allontanata definitivamente dal mondo dello sport di gruppo, disprezzando quel tipo di sportivi (...anche se in realtà due delle mie migliorissime amiche sono iper sportive / capitani con cui sto benissimo, quindi il mio disprezzo non è altro che un generale pregiudizio stupido quanto le sempai sono stupide e cattive !! ) e così mi sono buttata nel mondo degli sport "solitari"  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A proposito di sport solitari, EH EH EH cooome no, anche Melina ha il suo sport solitario ... ARRAMPICARSI SUL PASSEGGINO !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SV97_-y__1I/AAAAAAAAAg8/EIIYWdPxnwM/s1600-h/M174.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SV97_-y__1I/AAAAAAAAAg8/EIIYWdPxnwM/s320/M174.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287080826675134290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(　 ﾟ ▽ ﾟ ;) eh !! ... si, guardando come si arrampica, è assai pericoloso !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SV98Uy_7gVI/AAAAAAAAAhE/8iCIX63CiU0/s1600-h/M175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 313px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SV98Uy_7gVI/AAAAAAAAAhE/8iCIX63CiU0/s320/M175.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287081184285393234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' impressionante come si aggrappa in modo instabile... come punta tutto il peso solo su un pollicino del piedino tremolante...  ma lei non la smette mai! Le abbiamo detto "NOOOO!! o(｀ω´*)o" già tante di quelle volte, la stacchiamo continuamente, ma il suo desiderio di scalare sempre più in alto è troppo forte !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ovviamente un giorno ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SV98_s35oVI/AAAAAAAAAhM/4inETrXBYpU/s1600-h/M176.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SV98_s35oVI/AAAAAAAAAhM/4inETrXBYpU/s320/M176.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287081921375478098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melina, avendo già UN SACCO di esperienza di cadute abbastanza brutali (Σ(゜ロ゜;)!!), sa benissimo cosa succede quando ha perso l'equilibrio senza i piedini per terra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHH !! ヽ(≧Д≦)ノ ora arriva una BUA che mi farà un male .... !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SV9-awiDzuI/AAAAAAAAAhU/dJ2FTZMWV4M/s1600-h/M177.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SV9-awiDzuI/AAAAAAAAAhU/dJ2FTZMWV4M/s320/M177.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287083485725708002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;????? la bua non arriva ???? (´ﾟωﾟ｀ )　???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... non ci posso credere, l'abilità sviluppata tanti anni fa giocando a pallavolo mi è servita alla grande !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SV9-vA6qXVI/AAAAAAAAAhc/iIOkO4gDEpI/s1600-h/M178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 297px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SV9-vA6qXVI/AAAAAAAAAhc/iIOkO4gDEpI/s320/M178.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287083833721249106" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si, ripensandoci bene ora, seguivo la palla immaginando proprio questo momento ! ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SV9_VTxXKXI/AAAAAAAAAhk/UyrwApJPohU/s1600-h/M179.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SV9_VTxXKXI/AAAAAAAAAhk/UyrwApJPohU/s320/M179.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5287084491617544562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MA OVVIO CHE NON E' VEEEROOO (・ё・）!! Comunque sono riuscita a pensare "Meno male che ho imparato un po' di pallavolo !" ... eh si, almeno una volta nella vita ci voleva ... （´。` ） =3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; PS a dir  il vero ... ( *´ﾉд`) psst psst ... volevo fare l'ultimo aggiornamento 2008 con questo post, quindi il Mariton è vestito un po' natalizio eh eh eh !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-6092749623345636677?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/6092749623345636677/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=6092749623345636677' title='9 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/6092749623345636677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/6092749623345636677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2009/01/ricordi-color-seppia.html' title='Ricordi color seppia'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SV93Olo-UYI/AAAAAAAAAgk/4YmE4-oS0es/s72-c/M171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-5011230448617725499</id><published>2008-12-18T13:54:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-18T14:01:14.445+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disegni'/><title type='text'>red boots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SUpJLtJZLvI/AAAAAAAAAf8/JaNoqTfFP7E/s1600-h/walk_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 155px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SUpJLtJZLvI/AAAAAAAAAf8/JaNoqTfFP7E/s320/walk_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281113978491711218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ho messo troppi colori .... (*´σｰ｀) eh eh eh ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-5011230448617725499?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/5011230448617725499/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=5011230448617725499' title='11 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/5011230448617725499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/5011230448617725499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2008/12/red-boots.html' title='red boots'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SUpJLtJZLvI/AAAAAAAAAf8/JaNoqTfFP7E/s72-c/walk_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-3354050007124110994</id><published>2008-12-09T13:01:00.024+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T14:15:30.891+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='GNAM'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><title type='text'>il pane nero e Melina nera</title><content type='html'>E' arrivata l'ultima moda (mia) ! Fare il pane nero ! (＾￢＾) GNAMUUU !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' facilissimo e viene benissimo, basta prendere la farina per il pane nero che si chiama addirittura "PANE NERO" in un supermercato qualsiasi e seguire la ricetta che si trova sul retro del sacchetto, è semplicissima ma viene benissimo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fare il pane non è mica difficile, basta avere un polso forte e robusto p(*゜▽゜*)q ! e un angolino caldino, poi l'agente lievitante pensa a tutto il resto ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eh eh eh (／▽＼）scusate per la scarsità delle foto ... ma&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/ST5vbSJ5wDI/AAAAAAAAAes/vUVZGNwhdrw/s1600-h/KuroPan1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/ST5vbSJ5wDI/AAAAAAAAAes/vUVZGNwhdrw/s320/KuroPan1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277778327845322802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guardate come si gonfia !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/ST5vxScv80I/AAAAAAAAAe0/2B3SD96ZyWQ/s1600-h/KuroPan2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/ST5vxScv80I/AAAAAAAAAe0/2B3SD96ZyWQ/s320/KuroPan2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277778705881494338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e al forno per 20 min scarsi a 200 gradi e HOP !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/ST5v-sAtLRI/AAAAAAAAAe8/szse5godkFc/s1600-h/KuroPan3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 262px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/ST5v-sAtLRI/AAAAAAAAAe8/szse5godkFc/s320/KuroPan3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277778936081493266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. io ho modificato un po' la ricetta: c'è scritto di usare 500g di farina nera, ma ne uso 350g nera + 150 g di quella normale tipo 00 e aggiungo un po' di cannella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E il pane nero piace da matti anche a Melina !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A proposito di Melina, non solo il pane, ma anche lei diventa "nera" , anzi "nerissima" spesso ultimamente, per esempio :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 giorni fa, ho preparato il pranzetto per Melina, era il ragù by Mariton con le pennette, Melina al momento era tutta contenta e cominciamo a mangiare e ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SUJbJrQTcFI/AAAAAAAAAfM/0IngMqXOwOY/s1600-h/M161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 313px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SUJbJrQTcFI/AAAAAAAAAfM/0IngMqXOwOY/s320/M161.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278881935019700306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha trovato il pane nero sulla tavola e ovviamente lo vuole, vabbe' che male c'è, lo prendo, ma ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SUJbTqdXBHI/AAAAAAAAAfU/wsr0A2uTI_I/s1600-h/M162.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SUJbTqdXBHI/AAAAAAAAAfU/wsr0A2uTI_I/s320/M162.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278882106604717170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prima di darele il pezzettino di pane, mi è venuta un'idea: "non va bene mangiare solo carboidrati, occorre anche un po' di carne" e così ci ho messo un piccolo ma piiiiccolo pezzettino di ragù, .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SUJbdMN3_CI/AAAAAAAAAfc/cxngcAIvgIs/s1600-h/M163.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 291px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SUJbdMN3_CI/AAAAAAAAAfc/cxngcAIvgIs/s320/M163.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278882270285397026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E QUESTO NON E' PIACIUTO NEANCHE UN PO' A MELINA !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SUJbp2TA6sI/AAAAAAAAAfk/gSgKy_65Hz0/s1600-h/M164.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 304px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SUJbp2TA6sI/AAAAAAAAAfk/gSgKy_65Hz0/s320/M164.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278882487739673282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SI E' ARRABBIATA IN UNA MANIERA DA NON CREDERE !!!&lt;br /&gt;... （θ_θ;） ... ma che cosa ho fatto !?  ... eh si, ho messo una briciola di raguino sul pane nero, non avrei dovuto farlo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ora ? fiuuuu ...  ┓(´_`)┏ in questo caso, non c'è niente da fare, aspetto che si calmi (ci sono già abituata ed a dir la verità non mi dispiace vedere la Melina arrabbiata, è carina, direi ... ih ih ih ) , e arriva Mariton con tutta l'aria da panico !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SUJbzzcFLTI/AAAAAAAAAfs/hjwcvfv24Dc/s1600-h/M165.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SUJbzzcFLTI/AAAAAAAAAfs/hjwcvfv24Dc/s320/M165.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278882658771086642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SUJb9zUtKqI/AAAAAAAAAf0/5Z5iHxPAQF8/s1600-h/M166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SUJb9zUtKqI/AAAAAAAAAf0/5Z5iHxPAQF8/s320/M166.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5278882830538844834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh si, lo capisco, la scenata di Melina non sembra affatto proporzionata ad una briciola di ragù, piuttosto una questione di vita o di morte !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPS ! ho parlato troppo poco del ragù di Mariton: non è male, anzi, si merita di ricevere i complimenti !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;g o o o o d !!（э。э）ｂ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-3354050007124110994?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/3354050007124110994/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=3354050007124110994' title='9 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3354050007124110994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3354050007124110994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2008/12/il-pane-nero-e-melina-nera.html' title='il pane nero e Melina nera'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/ST5vbSJ5wDI/AAAAAAAAAes/vUVZGNwhdrw/s72-c/KuroPan1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-4084809655808976220</id><published>2008-12-02T22:05:00.015+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-03T20:43:50.396+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oekaki'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animali'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ioio'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blablabla'/><title type='text'>o, oe, oe ... oekaki animalista</title><content type='html'>Adoro gli animali ... il mio love per loro fa parte da sempre della mia vita.&lt;br /&gt;Per esempio, il mio primo sogno è stato: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diventare UN GATTO (=^. .^=) in un giorno futuro, al posto di pilota o cantante, ecc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma c'è un animale che mi piace da morire ! è l'ORNITORINCO !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/STW1B6s7PSI/AAAAAAAAAek/pzY4au-Tml4/s1600-h/kamonohashi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 309px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/STW1B6s7PSI/AAAAAAAAAek/pzY4au-Tml4/s320/kamonohashi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275321583076588834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' un animale stranissimo, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.l'ornitorinco è un mammifero ma fa la cucciolata con le uova e la mamma le cova, e i cuccioli escono dal guscio dopo 10 gg&lt;br /&gt;2.  ovviamente la mamma li deve allattare (eh si, è un mammifero...) ma stranamente non ha i capezzoli (ﾟДﾟ ) he ?, una parte della pelle della mamma si impregna di latte i cuccioli lo leccano. &lt;br /&gt;3. i maschi sono velenosi (hanno un'unghia apposta), il veleno è così forte che potrebbe uccidere un cane, a volte anche un essere umano!&lt;br /&gt;4. hanno il becco morbido !!! &lt;br /&gt;5. vivono quasi nell'acqua (dolce), ma quando ci entrano devono chiudere gli occhi (*≧ｍ≦)=3 ma il becco, il MITICO BECCO MORBIDO sa percepire la preda, è sensibilissimo e avverte la micro corrente elettrica che esce dai pesciolini !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é strano, stranissimo ! ＼(*T▽T*)／ e che look simpatico che ha ! COME SI FA A NON INNAMORARSI DI UN ORNITORINCO !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cmq, sono rimasti molto indietro del corso dell'evoluzione, hanno mantenuto una forma molto primitiva prima della separazione biologica, per questo sembrano come un misto di vari animali di gruppi diversi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si trovano solo in una parte ristrettissima dell'Australia  e il governo vieta severissimamente di farli uscire, quindi se vuoi vederli dal vivo, devi andare per forza lì, ma dicono che appena arrivi lì, trovi facilmente un ornitorinco che galleggia sul fiume...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ... ﾋｿﾋｿ( ￣⊿￣)w￣-) psst psst ... ho letto sul blog di una ragazza giapponese che lei è andata in un parco naturale di Australia apposta per vedere questo animale, e non solo l'ha visto, ma L'HA PRESO E L'HA ABBRACCIATO !!! ... e ovviamente dopo l'ha lasciato tornare alla tanina !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUUUUU (T∀T) ... che invidia, anch'io, un giorno ...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-4084809655808976220?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/4084809655808976220/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=4084809655808976220' title='8 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/4084809655808976220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/4084809655808976220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2008/12/o-oe-oe-oekaki-animalista.html' title='o, oe, oe ... oekaki animalista'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/STW1B6s7PSI/AAAAAAAAAek/pzY4au-Tml4/s72-c/kamonohashi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-3818126121082829068</id><published>2008-11-20T14:42:00.030+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T22:50:13.748+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidianità'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><title type='text'>Mamma cenerentola e Melina cenerentolina</title><content type='html'>ULTIMAMENTE, MI SENTO MOLTO CENERENTOLA !!! ヽ(〃'▽'〃)ﾉ☆ﾟ'･:*☆ siiii♪&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perché ? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perché ho scoperto che il mio mariton è il Principe Azzurro, anzi, Azzurissimoooo !!!!???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SSVu4f0bamI/AAAAAAAAAdU/z8Is09jbWcU/s1600-h/M151.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SSVu4f0bamI/AAAAAAAAAdU/z8Is09jbWcU/s320/M151.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270740855800162914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SSVyem5Jk2I/AAAAAAAAAeU/vmute6qVOV8/s1600-h/M152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SSVyem5Jk2I/AAAAAAAAAeU/vmute6qVOV8/s320/M152.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270744809068925794" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... ovvio che no ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perché ? Allora ? (ＴｍＴ) uuuh･･･ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SSVyvfSkv0I/AAAAAAAAAec/EDLQPEgg14s/s1600-h/M153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SSVyvfSkv0I/AAAAAAAAAec/EDLQPEgg14s/s320/M153.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270745099085856578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;perché sto facendo le pulizie come Cenerentola .... ecco perché ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In realtà, invece del mocho e del secchio per la pulizia del pavimento, uso spessissimo la spugnetta / stoffina con i guanti e mi metto per terra. Tanti dicono "ma come mai non usi il mocho ??" "perché ti devi rovinare il fisico ??" ma alla fine mi piace fare la Cenerentola !! E h e h e h ... ci sono dei motivi ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da quando Melina ha cominciato a mangiare le stesse cose che mangiamo noi, quante briciole lascia per terra! E' impressionante (soprattutto riso e cous cous ! ) e ogni volta che siamo a tavola, dopo ci vuole una bella pulizia del pavimento incasinatissimo dalle briciole, altrimenti vengono i piccioni ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SSVwGk6tdbI/AAAAAAAAAds/-x0g0TSR-w8/s1600-h/M154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 318px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SSVwGk6tdbI/AAAAAAAAAds/-x0g0TSR-w8/s320/M154.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270742197198484914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E mi scoccia tirare fuori il kit del mocho, così indosso subito il guanto e HOP ! dò una pulita solo al punto critico bricioloso !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SSVwfixp9JI/AAAAAAAAAd0/fiWOSzJEHEs/s1600-h/M155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 316px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SSVwfixp9JI/AAAAAAAAAd0/fiWOSzJEHEs/s320/M155.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270742626120365202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;che veloce (≧ω≦)ｂ OK!! ... ed è una bella ginnastica fisica !  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E siccome lo faccio spessissimo, ovviamente anche la Melina mi osserva e mi vede come se stessi giocando o stessi facendo qualcosa di molto divertente, e come tutti gli altri bimbi di quell'età, anche lei non vede l'ora di praticare quello che fanno i grandi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giorni fa, come tutti gli altri santissimi giorni, Melina svuotava i due cassetti "access free", cioè i cassetti del mobiletto della cucina dove teniamo tovaglie e tovagliolini, che lasciamo gestire a lei come vuole (tanto, vietarle di toccarli è inutile ...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E svuota il cassetto inferiore velocissimamente .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SSVxIbP3_cI/AAAAAAAAAd8/MqKOoP3VGW0/s1600-h/M156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 314px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SSVxIbP3_cI/AAAAAAAAAd8/MqKOoP3VGW0/s320/M156.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270743328474267074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; e.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SSVxRqBc3tI/AAAAAAAAAeE/aYoNOVKi4b4/s1600-h/M157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SSVxRqBc3tI/AAAAAAAAAeE/aYoNOVKi4b4/s320/M157.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270743487059123922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ha capito che nel cassetto non c'era più niente di divertente e che aveva lasciato il pavimento incasinatissimo !&lt;br /&gt;E ORA CHE SI FA ??? CHE FA LA MAMMA PER SISTEMARE IL PAVIMENTO INCASINATO ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SSVxupy9CqI/AAAAAAAAAeM/dci7QraScM8/s1600-h/M158.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 280px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SSVxupy9CqI/AAAAAAAAAeM/dci7QraScM8/s320/M158.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270743985214524066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Proprio come aveva imparato dalla mamma, anche lei si è messa da Cenerentolina a pulire il pavimento con lo straccino, ... anzi, con la tovaglia preferita della mamma !  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Σ(|||▽||| ) noooo !!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. da due giorni Melina ha cominciato a dire puti puti puti puti ...  !! E ormai dice solo puti puti puti puti puti .... puti ?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-3818126121082829068?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/3818126121082829068/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=3818126121082829068' title='14 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3818126121082829068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3818126121082829068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2008/11/mamma-cenerentola-e-melina.html' title='Mamma cenerentola e Melina cenerentolina'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SSVu4f0bamI/AAAAAAAAAdU/z8Is09jbWcU/s72-c/M151.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-8407482951879437649</id><published>2008-11-18T23:12:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:20:52.348+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='oekaki'/><title type='text'>o, o, o ... oekaki</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SSM-ZbsnRWI/AAAAAAAAAdM/PgrDALRSgBc/s1600-h/oekaki_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 252px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SSM-ZbsnRWI/AAAAAAAAAdM/PgrDALRSgBc/s320/oekaki_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270124595606144354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-8407482951879437649?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/8407482951879437649/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=8407482951879437649' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/8407482951879437649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/8407482951879437649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2008/11/o-o-o-oekaki.html' title='o, o, o ... oekaki'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SSM-ZbsnRWI/AAAAAAAAAdM/PgrDALRSgBc/s72-c/oekaki_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-7571944722041800991</id><published>2008-11-10T23:22:00.023+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T21:36:17.395+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blablabla'/><title type='text'>1 quasi uguale a 50</title><content type='html'>Sto per raccontare un episodio che comincia con un altro episodio che POTREBBE ESSERE MOLTO, ma MOOOOOOLTO FASTIDIOSO PER QUALCUNO, quindi se ti fanno senso certi insetti o stai mangiando davanti al monitor (so che nessuno lo fa... ma io si, eh eh ! (*ﾉ∇)ゝ), non andare giù ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;siamo pronti ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allora, in Giappone c'è una leggenda urbana che dice che se tu vedi uno scarafaggio in giro per la tua casa ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SRniDDj-LtI/AAAAAAAAAcE/p269afmwE4c/s1600-h/M141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SRniDDj-LtI/AAAAAAAAAcE/p269afmwE4c/s320/M141.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267489781310172882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in realtà...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SRniZYFTApI/AAAAAAAAAcM/ODJ1Mg95QFU/s1600-h/M142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 298px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SRniZYFTApI/AAAAAAAAAcM/ODJ1Mg95QFU/s320/M142.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267490164775781010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... ce ne sono almeno 50 !!　||||||||||凹[◎凸◎;]凹|||||||||| awa awa awa !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ma dai, non è vero! Può capitare che un giorno uno scarafaggino sia volato a casa tua e tu l'hai visto per caso, tutto qui. Cmq. in Giappone tantissimi credono alla leggenda urbana... &lt;br /&gt;... e in fondo... forse è vero ?! &lt;(T◇T)&gt; n o o o o o o!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a proposito di "se ne vedi 1 ce ne sono 50".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giorni fa, stavo lavando i piatti e sento il "BABBAAAA !!" di Melina tutta contenta (ultimamente per lei tutto è BABBAAA !! la pappa è babbaaa, la mammina è babbaaaa ! Insomma...?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SRnsQkyLfOI/AAAAAAAAAdE/yv5LDz1Btn8/s1600-h/M143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 299px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SRnsQkyLfOI/AAAAAAAAAdE/yv5LDz1Btn8/s320/M143.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267501008682712290" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... e ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SRnjV-0z-GI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Hz2UIPEZwig/s1600-h/M144.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SRnjV-0z-GI/AAAAAAAAAcc/Hz2UIPEZwig/s320/M144.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267491205967771746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vedo che ha qualcosa in mano e mi è venuto un lampo di presentimento molto oscuro !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SRnjgfu0MeI/AAAAAAAAAck/pPAidpa8eGE/s1600-h/M145.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 278px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SRnjgfu0MeI/AAAAAAAAAck/pPAidpa8eGE/s320/M145.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267491386599682530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecco, come avevo intuito, è una SALVIETTA rinfrescante. Corri subito alla stanza di Melina...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SRnrD8__NOI/AAAAAAAAAc8/jGJlzt2OPNw/s1600-h/M146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 297px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SRnrD8__NOI/AAAAAAAAAc8/jGJlzt2OPNw/s320/M146.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267499692333151458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHE SHOCK !! Massì, me l'immaginavo, ma vedere tutte le salviette tirate fuori mi fa arrabbiare lo stesso, ah come sono stata stupida a lasciare il pacco appena aperto dove Melina poteva arrivare facilmente !  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Così, anche in questa casa, c'è una leggenda urbana : se tu vedi una salvietta fuori, ne vedrai altre 50 (almeno ...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MA IO ODIO SPRECARE ! oviamente le ho rimesse tutte dentro e le sto usando come se non fosse successo NIENTE !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SRnj2aQQx6I/AAAAAAAAAc0/sLdcyDgXiQA/s1600-h/M147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SRnj2aQQx6I/AAAAAAAAAc0/sLdcyDgXiQA/s320/M147.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267491763086477218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In ogni caso, il pacchetto delle salviette rimane sempre la preda preferita di Melina! &lt;br /&gt;... fiuuuu ... &lt;(;￣ ･￣)=3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-7571944722041800991?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/7571944722041800991/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=7571944722041800991' title='9 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/7571944722041800991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/7571944722041800991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2008/11/1-quasi-uguale-50.html' title='1 quasi uguale a 50'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SRniDDj-LtI/AAAAAAAAAcE/p269afmwE4c/s72-c/M141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-3631850746532961934</id><published>2008-10-26T22:09:00.024+01:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T09:56:11.515+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='amici di melina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><title type='text'>un bimbo ideale ... fin troppo ideale</title><content type='html'>La mia amica Mayu è incinta, la data prevista è all'inizio 2009&lt;br /&gt;si sa già che è un maschietto ... per ora lo chiameremo  Flash (che è il mio personaggio preferito degli Incredibli, eh eh !)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SQuM9w9MyRI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/b___YJWwEpE/s1600-h/M131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 307px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SQuM9w9MyRI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/b___YJWwEpE/s320/M131.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263455582254057746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E un giorno ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SQuNHGnI2-I/AAAAAAAAAYY/oUsci2KVgjk/s1600-h/M132.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 251px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SQuNHGnI2-I/AAAAAAAAAYY/oUsci2KVgjk/s320/M132.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263455742685928418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mayu ha voluto raccontarmi un episodio che aveva immaginato, con Flash che ha circa un anno di età (come Melina attualmente), dicendo "mi è venuta in mente una scena troppo carina ! "... Sentiamo !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ore 8,45 PM: mentre Mayu sta sistemando la cucina, ecco Flash che si è già preparato per la nanna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SQuNOH3MwpI/AAAAAAAAAYg/cFY2b2g9ib8/s1600-h/M133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 302px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SQuNOH3MwpI/AAAAAAAAAYg/cFY2b2g9ib8/s320/M133.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263455863280812690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poi ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SQuNcqKqi-I/AAAAAAAAAYo/xwh0kqUVVL0/s1600-h/M134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 291px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SQuNcqKqi-I/AAAAAAAAAYo/xwh0kqUVVL0/s320/M134.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263456113007430626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SQuNlDrgxoI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Tm9bFqi-1j4/s1600-h/M135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SQuNlDrgxoI/AAAAAAAAAYw/Tm9bFqi-1j4/s320/M135.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263456257295042178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'ultimo compito della giornata, la preparazione del biberon !! Ovviamente ci pensa lui !! Eh si eh !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SQuNv_79Z6I/AAAAAAAAAY4/vQpvLABMCsk/s1600-h/M136.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 293px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SQuNv_79Z6I/AAAAAAAAAY4/vQpvLABMCsk/s320/M136.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263456445268846498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al momento della buonanotte Flash è molto autonomo: non ha assolutamente paura del buio, cammina da solo e sa benissimo dov'è il suo lettino !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SQuN4w2UpUI/AAAAAAAAAZA/HcAikyALRkk/s1600-h/M137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 308px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SQuN4w2UpUI/AAAAAAAAAZA/HcAikyALRkk/s320/M137.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263456595837494594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deve dormire bene perché la vitaccina dei bambini è faticosissima ! guuuu ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SQuOolk0_YI/AAAAAAAAAZI/kclPvnicIjM/s1600-h/M138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SQuOolk0_YI/AAAAAAAAAZI/kclPvnicIjM/s320/M138.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263457417445047682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Che storia carina, si, anzi, SPETTACOLARE !! Mi commuovo ! c(＞ω＜)ゞ ... AH ! se fosse così anche la mia Melina ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In realtà lei è un po' difficilina per il sonno, forse è il suo punto debole, dal sesto mese circa non dorme quasi mai per tutta la notte in continuazione (tranne in due occasioni, me le ricordo benissimo !), ci sveglia spesso, di solito un paio di volte, certe notti quasi ogni ora! Capita perfino che si metta a piangere seduta, mentre STA DORMENDO ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SQuPD-G18HI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/z8RB38eq0B0/s1600-h/M139.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SQuPD-G18HI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/z8RB38eq0B0/s320/M139.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263457887886635122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E non ho capito se ci sente quando le diciamo " Melina vuoi il latte ?" o "eeeehi, calma calma !! ti do il ciuccio !"... per un paio di minuti piange forte e poi piano piano si calma ... e puf ! dorme come se fosse successo niente ! Mah !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una cosa che ho imparato è che i periodi duri / comodi dei bambini non durano mai così a lungo, le loro abitudini cambiano velocemente, per fortuna !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(*´ο`*)=3  f i u u u u u !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forza Flash, non vediamo l'ora di conoscerti !!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-3631850746532961934?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/3631850746532961934/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=3631850746532961934' title='8 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3631850746532961934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3631850746532961934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2008/10/un-bimbo-ideale-fin-troppo-ideale.html' title='un bimbo ideale ... fin troppo ideale'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SQuM9w9MyRI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/b___YJWwEpE/s72-c/M131.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-5527337334966038630</id><published>2008-10-25T23:40:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2008-12-04T22:27:47.918+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disegni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='works'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ioio'/><title type='text'>Independence Day</title><content type='html'>Sto rinnovando il mio archivio / book dei disegni per catturare dei nuovi lavori, ed ho trovato questo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SQOUmYuIR7I/AAAAAAAAAYI/d7fUahLi_Kg/s1600-h/stadiovolante.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 171px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SQOUmYuIR7I/AAAAAAAAAYI/d7fUahLi_Kg/s320/stadiovolante.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261212176890742706" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'avevo fatto per un libro ... e purtroppo per vari motivi il libro non è mai stato pubblicato ... &lt;br /&gt;... ma forse un giorno lo sarà ? (?_?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;///// a proposito di fare un book cattura-lavori ////&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sto eliminando dei disegni perchè ne avevo scelto troppi (un book con troppi elementi non vale niente, si sa).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma che fatica ! (＠Д＠；s u d o ・・・, non sono portata affatto a scegliere qualcosa o eliminare qualcos'altro, ma per avere un archivio fatto bene sono entrambe azioni indispensabili ... fiuuu ... non vedo l'ora di finire :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;//// tornando al disegno /////&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So che sembra un discone volante uscito dal film Independence Day, ma è uno stadio, uno stadio volante ... disegnandolo, mi ricordava troppo il film di R. Emmerich e in casa lo chiamavano " Independence Day con il fioccone" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre di Emmerich, anni fa, quando la Melina non esisteva ancora, io e Mariton ci siamo messi a guardare il film " The Day After Tomorrow" e ci è piaciuto tanto, ma proprio taaanto  e l'abbiamo rivisto e rivisto ... non mi ricordo bene come mai, ma l'ondone che arrivava a NY ci ha spaventato tantissimo, W Maestro di grandezza al di là di ogni immaginazione!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-5527337334966038630?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/5527337334966038630/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=5527337334966038630' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/5527337334966038630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/5527337334966038630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2008/10/independence-day.html' title='Independence Day'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SQOUmYuIR7I/AAAAAAAAAYI/d7fUahLi_Kg/s72-c/stadiovolante.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-3009453862039624737</id><published>2008-10-16T21:16:00.012+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T07:26:43.905+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disegni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ioio'/><title type='text'>a mano</title><content type='html'>In questi giorni mi va di colorare a mano, con le matite colorate. Era da tanto che non lo facevo, ma proprio tanto ! ... Anche perché Melina ha fatto cadere un sacco di volte la mia penna ottica, che ora ogni tanto fa dei capricci. &lt;br /&gt;ma Melina, perche lo fai? ... snif (ﾉ_-｡)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' divertente e più semplice e diretto rispetto alla colorazione col PC, più veloce e ricca di texture, mi piace ! &lt;br /&gt;... Solo che è faticoso ! Oddio come sono indebolite le mie mani ! Non ho più i muscoli delle dita !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma le matite non sono adatte per fare i toni decisi, forti, insomma, la delicatezza dei colori è una  delle caratteristiche delle matite colorate. ... Poi non so come mai sto usando una carta abbastanza liscia, nonostante vada meglio la carta ruvida ... (*￣∇￣*) ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SPeeNpfMK7I/AAAAAAAAAXw/qZFBqbtcvRc/s1600-h/yurinohana.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SPeeNpfMK7I/AAAAAAAAAXw/qZFBqbtcvRc/s320/yurinohana.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257845047290506162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Così ho photoshoppato un po' per avere dei colori più forti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SPeeUVT3lII/AAAAAAAAAX4/Tqar5vWp8LY/s1600-h/yurinohana_modif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SPeeUVT3lII/AAAAAAAAAX4/Tqar5vWp8LY/s320/yurinohana_modif.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257845162133394562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E a dir la verità, sono bravissima ... non a colorare ( fiuu, (ﾟ-ﾟ;) magari ) ...  ma a fare la punta delle matite con il cutter ! Quando frequentavo alla scuola per la preparazione dell'esame d'ammissione all'università d'arte, facevo centinaia di ritratti con le matite e carboncini ... ormai,si tratta di secoli fa ... ih ih ih che bei tempi ... comunque mi sono allenata li e guardate il risultato, è utile per disegnare dei segni sottili!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SPeed4NBT2I/AAAAAAAAAYA/UWbte1ipIo0/s1600-h/iroen.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SPeed4NBT2I/AAAAAAAAAYA/UWbte1ipIo0/s320/iroen.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257845326118735714" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-3009453862039624737?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/3009453862039624737/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=3009453862039624737' title='10 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3009453862039624737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/3009453862039624737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2008/10/mano.html' title='a mano'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SPeeNpfMK7I/AAAAAAAAAXw/qZFBqbtcvRc/s72-c/yurinohana.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-4825742343031545342</id><published>2008-10-07T18:18:00.034+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T22:26:36.106+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='foto'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fuori casa'/><title type='text'>Limousine 4MAXI 112</title><content type='html'>Una sera di quest'estate usciamo a fare una passeggiata intorno al Castello Sforzesco, e vediamo una limousine color gold parcheggiata davanti alla fontana. A Milano si vedono pochissime Limousine e la mia curioità era "Ma chi sarà l'ospite ???" (･_･ ) ( ･_･) d o v' è ? ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SOvC51i3shI/AAAAAAAAAWY/R-HZ8K1MTyc/s1600-h/M121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SOvC51i3shI/AAAAAAAAAWY/R-HZ8K1MTyc/s320/M121.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254507689139483154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbiamo trovato subito la celebrità della serata .... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SOvDCtaID0I/AAAAAAAAAWg/ZlopdMaOehQ/s1600-h/M122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SOvDCtaID0I/AAAAAAAAAWg/ZlopdMaOehQ/s320/M122.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254507841574145858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Era un gruppo di ragazzine, la loro età ... boh ? 17 o 18 , ed erano vestite in modo stra-carico (che ridere mi faceva l'autista, era troppo casual al confronto delle ragazzine ! (￣w￣) ... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Immagino che fosse la serata/festa di compleanno di una del gruppo, ed i genitori della festeggiata avranno pagato il servizio come regalo di compleanno. Ma quanto sarà costato ? Diciamo intorno ai 1000 Euro ? (ﾟﾛﾟ;) e e h !?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non so se un giorno me la sentirò di spendere 1000 € per il servizio di limousine per il compleanno di Melina, ma penso di capire l'idea di genitori, avranno pensato: "piuttosto che far andare ns. figlia e le amiche in discoteca con la loro macchina, perche non le mandiamo con la limousine ?? Così non guideranno ubriache e non rimarranno nella disco fino alla chiusura e non conosceranno quei cattivoni dei DJ ! " &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poi, alle ragazzine, piace sempre trascorrere una serata da Paris Hilton ! Si vedeva che si divertivano proprio tanto !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A proposito di Limousine ... eh eh eh, anche la ns. Melina ha la sua Limou ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;‥∵:*:☆*゜ LA MITICA LIMOUSINE 4MAXI 112 ! ★。：：＊☆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SOvDMjLNm7I/AAAAAAAAAWo/apctw9U_BRY/s1600-h/M123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SOvDMjLNm7I/AAAAAAAAAWo/apctw9U_BRY/s320/M123.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254508010625932210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando ho svuotato la scatola dei pannolini in offerta mi è venuta in mente di costruirla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All'inizio Melina non capiva cosa fosse, l'ho messa io a bordo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SOvDWQwRTNI/AAAAAAAAAWw/wlzT_QnnrFY/s1600-h/M124.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SOvDWQwRTNI/AAAAAAAAAWw/wlzT_QnnrFY/s320/M124.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254508177479781586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SOvDlFtCo1I/AAAAAAAAAW4/sQdsh8yOqXc/s1600-h/M125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SOvDlFtCo1I/AAAAAAAAAW4/sQdsh8yOqXc/s320/M125.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254508432211485522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SOvD016mweI/AAAAAAAAAXA/95c_5zT0akk/s1600-h/M126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SOvD016mweI/AAAAAAAAAXA/95c_5zT0akk/s320/M126.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254508702851318242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha capito il fascino della LIMOU !! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melina ! Ti piace ? Sono contenta che ti piaccia ! Meno male che non ho buttato la scatola !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma a Melina ... la Limou è piaciuta molto più del previsto, anzi l'ha viziata di brutto ! &lt;br /&gt;Ora si è calmata un po', ma per un paio di giorni non si muoveva se non la tiravo ...&lt;br /&gt;... (ＴｗＴ。) ... c h e f a t i c a ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SOvD-dYkQMI/AAAAAAAAAXI/OpHl2gtK8FU/s1600-h/M127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SOvD-dYkQMI/AAAAAAAAAXI/OpHl2gtK8FU/s320/M127.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254508868064788674" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E per scendere era un dramma ! All'inizio non sapeva come gestire il peso e spesso si trovava in una situazione tipo "vita o morte" ma ora, hop hop !! scende con un'eleganza... come se fosse sul tappeto rosso !!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SOvERcZZmpI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/IzFh067KVpQ/s1600-h/M128.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SOvERcZZmpI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/IzFh067KVpQ/s320/M128.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254509194217364114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Infine, eccola qua !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SOvEbqYxeuI/AAAAAAAAAXY/8nJOHhjBaOI/s1600-h/M129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SOvEbqYxeuI/AAAAAAAAAXY/8nJOHhjBaOI/s320/M129.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254509369771522786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-4825742343031545342?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/4825742343031545342/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=4825742343031545342' title='13 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/4825742343031545342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/4825742343031545342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2008/10/limousine-4maxi-112.html' title='Limousine 4MAXI 112'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SOvC51i3shI/AAAAAAAAAWY/R-HZ8K1MTyc/s72-c/M121.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-8330984588441104664</id><published>2008-10-01T20:42:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T21:39:35.712+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disegni'/><title type='text'>fuori stagione 2</title><content type='html'>Non ci posso credere, qui a Milano, c'è un freddo invernale, ho perso l'autunno, non c'è stato ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Che peccato ... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... In Giappone, questa stagione è più lunga e fa meno freddo ... ci sono tanti eventi autunnali, a tavola si gustano tanti cibi di stagione (si dice l'autunno dell'appetito !), escono un sacco di libri (si dice, l'autunno della lettura !) ed è bellissimo andare in montagna a vedere il paesaggio tutto rosso (si dice l'autunno delle foglie rosse !) ! Poi in città, ovviamente si gioca con il fashion autunnale !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SOPNgygOL4I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Z78SFcHRyxM/s1600-h/mizuyari.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SOPNgygOL4I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Z78SFcHRyxM/s320/mizuyari.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5252267553640558466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;insomma, pensavo di postare questo disegno con un titolo tipo "che caldo" &lt;br /&gt;... ma è ormai " un po' troppo fuori stagione" ┐(￣ヘ￣）┌&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-8330984588441104664?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/8330984588441104664/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=8330984588441104664' title='9 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/8330984588441104664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/8330984588441104664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2008/10/fuori-stagione-2.html' title='fuori stagione 2'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SOPNgygOL4I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/Z78SFcHRyxM/s72-c/mizuyari.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-4340427536714525721</id><published>2008-09-27T18:21:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T17:34:14.582+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='disegni'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ioio'/><title type='text'>sta arrivando l'inverno</title><content type='html'>Ho tantissima tosse e un po' di fastidio alla gola, &lt;br /&gt;mi sa che ho preso un po' di raffreddore ... w(☆o◎)w n o o o !!&lt;br /&gt;coff coff ... uuuh che fastidio !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SN5fB6hOaoI/AAAAAAAAAVI/TI_CVkzhC1M/s1600-h/ragazz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SN5fB6hOaoI/AAAAAAAAAVI/TI_CVkzhC1M/s320/ragazz.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5250738702053698178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Avevo fatto questo disegno l'inverno scorso. Le ragazzine che vanno in giro con la pancia scoperta.... Muuuh! che forti che sono!!!... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... (*´ο`*)=3 b e a t e l o r o ....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/35982375-4340427536714525721?l=marimari-chan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/feeds/4340427536714525721/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=35982375&amp;postID=4340427536714525721' title='9 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/4340427536714525721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/35982375/posts/default/4340427536714525721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://marimari-chan.blogspot.com/2008/09/sta-arrivando-linverno.html' title='sta arrivando l&apos;inverno'/><author><name>Mari Mari-chan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03546823358313477247</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='28' src='http://bp2.blogger.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SEeVVezgZ3I/AAAAAAAAAEo/w6Jnt6vnkd4/S220/ioio2.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SN5fB6hOaoI/AAAAAAAAAVI/TI_CVkzhC1M/s72-c/ragazz.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-35982375.post-5701872526220478502</id><published>2008-09-20T23:45:00.030+02:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T09:34:48.126+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='raccontino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='melina'/><title type='text'>Melina cresce !</title><content type='html'>E' arrivata finalmente la nostra salvezza !  &lt;br /&gt;･:*:･ﾟ'★,｡･Ta taaaaann !! :*:♪･ﾟ'☆&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(^_-)v L'ASILO COMUNALE ! ★(*^-ﾟ)⌒☆Wink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nei mesi di giugno e luglio abbiamo portato Melina all'asilo privato, è stato utilissimo, siamo stati molto contenti ... ma abbiamo anche sofferto, l'asilo privato è stato costosissimo per noi, direi ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SNV5pULTd-I/AAAAAAAAATg/8T4reg3Hcj0/s1600-h/M111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SNV5pULTd-I/AAAAAAAAATg/8T4reg3Hcj0/s320/M111.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248234691467900898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per ora va tutto bene ... quasi ... l'unico problema è che dobbiamo fare un'altra volta l'inserimento, è faticoso .... fiuuuu ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l'inserimento all'asilo privato è stato facilissimo, Melina aveva 9 mesi, tutta allegra, era soltanto felice di potere giocare, di stare con gli altri bimbi, di cantare con l'educatrice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SNXrep8iZKI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Au01GWvJsas/s1600-h/M112.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SNXrep8iZKI/AAAAAAAAAU4/Au01GWvJsas/s320/M112.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248359852658549922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**** a proposito, l'educatrice assomigliava tantissimo al pilota MotoGP Casey Stoner ****&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- I N V E C E ---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;l'inserimento all'asilo comunale è tutto diverso, Melina è diventata più "adulta" e "intelligente", ora sente insicurezza, paura dell'abbandono, l'attacco degli altri bimbi, ecc. Così, fa tantissime storie ogni volta che devo andare via.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SNXqhmzEadI/AAAAAAAAAUw/zAMdb4yvFpA/s1600-h/M113.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4lRlQan66cc/SNXqhmzEadI/AAAAAAAAAUw/zAMdb4yvFpA/s320/M113.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248358803841509842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come genitore devo essere molto felice per lo sviluppo della bimba, infatti lo sono, ma insomma: Melina, un giorno pensi di smettere di piangere al momento di dirsi ciao ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A proposito del pianto al momento di dirsi ciao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In ques
