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100 years of women's




Today is March 8. Many of us have to this day special - beautiful, moving, horrifying - memories. Since were in East Germany celebrated the women!
This a day in the year they were at the center. The children were being tinkered Kiga and school for Mama, the man cooked the coffee and flowers "bought"

In operation or office there were celebrations and awards. In the afternoon, the Chief served with a silly half apron coffee and cake.
(I can still see the thick party secretary, who always knew the best jokes in just such a panel in front of me.)
was often at evening events with plenty Rosenthaler Kadarka great brotherhood celebrated.




for 100 years and longer fight our grandmothers, mothers and ourselves for equal rights for all. How much we have achieved, each notice for yourself. I still think far too little.
We still have a Chancellor, but only 3% of top managers are women
And, although we still really all can do better than the men.



I will celebrate the 100.Frauentag in the garden of my daughter with coffee and cake.
Because the weather is so beautiful and the sun was shining and although only for this reason.

soz struggle with regards your Mieke

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Sunday

Today is Sunday. A day of his name really makes all the glory.
The sun is shining today, since morning to leave with a fair intensity, but unfortunately still not warm enough to break the spring.
superior to all plants: Should I or should not I?
But ... I think the tulips are grown a klitzeskleines piece yesterday.

Every day a little bit, grow every day a little more light.

It's spring!

In the sense Mieke

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... without many words

That was my view in the winter of 2010, when I from the keyboard looked up and looked out the window.







That was my view in the spring of 2010, when I looked up from the keyboard and looked out the window.








That was in spring 2010, when I looked up from the keyboard and looked out the window.









That was my view in the summer of 2010, when I looked up from the keyboard and looked out the window.





That was my view in winter 2011, when I looked up from the keyboard and looked out the window.




This is my view when I look back in the morning from the window.





I'm sad!

Until the day Mieke

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Misused: Ebelin eyeshadow brush

On my search for the perfect Concealer I came across some black sheep. Usually they were made of smooth synthetic hair, many have streaks on the skin or swallowed the entire Concealer simple.
did out of pure tasting whim I then used the other day just to Ebelin eyeshadow brush from the "Beauty" series, and lo and behold - he looks great!

The brush is properly from product to the skin, with soft hairs can be wonderfully blind, using circular movements, the finish looks beautiful of course! I'm really pleased with the outcome. He is especially good for point work in veins, redness, pimples etc.
I am well aware that the brush for concealer, or generally not viscous substances is made, but until now he is doing well, has not lost any hair and can withstand frequent washing. And even if he is to be used no more in a few months - at a price of 1.15 €, you can quickly get replacements. But particularly pleased me, the fact that the brush finally have a useful role and daily use, after he ignored for months in the brush stand waiting.

Have you also misappropriated such products? Maybe someone still a good tip for me!
Have a nice day,

Spidyschwein

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Zoeva Eye Primer

Despite a long test phase, I'm still not entirely conclusive on this product. Especially since my own opinion on the part of other reviews is different, I've read so far. But I ever describe my first impressions of this primer in comparison to Artdeco Eyeshadow Base.


First, the eye shadow base Artdeco:

Price: € 6.50
Content: 5ml

Appearance: creamy beige, farbend with slight shimmer particles.

effect: The base will keep its promise. It intensifies the color, to significantly prolong the maintenance of eye shadow and prevented from settling in the crease. By the color of the lid is also neutralized. The colors really hold rock solid and will remain in place, which provides for blending, however, for additional work. And for the later Verlgeich still important: It has shimmer of glitter, iridescent effects, etc. all day.


Zoeva The Eye Primer:

Price: € 3.80 (plus shipping)
Content: 5ml

Appearance: creamy consistency, similar to the Artdeco Base. It is dull and slightly yellowish.

effect: makes you what to do, a primer: It extends the hold of the eye shadow and prevents creases. For comparison to Artdeco but you can not find any significant intensification of colors. I also feel much more comfortable than the diaphragm and easier.
The yellow color you see on the lid not, they also neutralize the skin tone. But what I do when
Swatch on the arm and during hardness tests (smudging, scratching, water over it ...) have noticed: glimmer, glitter, etc. easily disappear on this base. In the normal wear on the lid but that is not to notice.



MY CONCLUSION:
At first glance wins Artdeco Base. It intensifies the colors just a lot more, a little more screen work is doing no harm. Nevertheless, I reach for every day happy to Zoeva Base. The colors just look more natural, the transitions to the skin much softer. The colors are then not gaudy, but just as they are, but I can be sure that by the evening holds. The
Artdeco base is used, even if it may be more prominent and endure the eye shadow really very much need. If you give me the intrusive glow particles are still a thorn in the eye.
The price difference is of course not to be despised, but one should bear in mind that added for Zoeva still shipping of 3.50 €.
I speak therefore hereby from any strong buy recommendation . Who needs a good base, do not order extra at Zoeva. But who is perhaps looking for a more natural, lighter alternative to Artdeco base, they should try again. Who is the color intensity of great relevance, should perhaps look elsewhere (or look at various other reviews that say many times that the colors are very intense).


Excuse this long text, but I hope somebody out there helping this little page a bit.
Have a nice day, I wish you
Spidyschwein

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Second Blog Award

man what was going on here? I got the Versatile Award awarded 6 times! I am really happy! Many thanks to you.

following girls have it presented to me:

(If you're looking for new and interesting blogs, you at these ladies to the right place!)

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Beauty ... and more!

rules:
thank the person who gave you the award and link them to your post. Tell us 7 things about you. Give the award to 15 recently discovered a new blogger. Contact these bloggers and let them know that they have received the award.

7 things about me:

first I refuse for years, I buy a mask, although I would need a

second My big toe makes people laugh

third I never make it to the apartment for one week stays clean
4th I sweat at the knees when I jog

5th I love coffee!

6. I try to boycott Facebook

7th I have a great weakness for sweets of all kinds

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With such a great competition, I just have to join! This Deichmann contest the winner may be 1 year every month a pair of shoes at a value of up to 50 Euro choose! The contest is open until 15.02.
And these are the rules:

first Pick your favorite shoe from the Deichmann Shop from
second 3rd post this on your blog
Describe why this shoe is your absolute must-have
4th Link to your post with the Deichmann Shop
5th Send your publication by email
6th Each entry received will count as participation


And this charming shoe I found in store:

precisely such Shoes I was looking for lately: size color, but a few subtle details, not too high heel and beautifully rounded front - this is my absolute trend anyway!
that is how my dream shoe! It is suitable for university or work, but sometimes go to the evening away. Perfect!




's see, maybe I'll even get lucky.
wishes you a nice Sunday evening,
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Back again!

Life begins again at last! I did all the tests for this semester behind me - a great feeling. And from now on I will post again regularly (Promise!)
soon as you get once a week here and not there you have many new readers (many thanks to you!) And all the great YouTubers and bloggers are suddenly bought Oo Seriously ... I think as time out beautiful, I'm not really all that experienced in the last few days.

So, that is the balance after the first semester :

some point I'll probably really need to wear glasses, if it continues like this!

Oh, Veve has still a more accurate picture of my new earrings SIX desired. The
it would certainly Case, give still have so cost about 3 €, unless I am completely mistaken.





wishes you a nice day,

Spidyschwein

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The wool and the wool GERMAN POST

The demand for wool is here and I've sold a lot and even have the money to the account. Now, the good product is packaged and shipped.

is the German As a bargain hunter and pays particular attention to the costs, I have the cheapest option offered consignment to 1.65 EUR and collecting permits. Wool is not really heavy, but bulky and here I made my calculations, unfortunately without the GERMAN POST.

My idea was so expensive: the wool sold neatly in a plastic bag, in 2 pages of an old Hürriyet (good tear-resistant paper) wrap, wrapping paper over it again stick, good, and off you go!
It failed the first attempt. I had simply forgotten completely that the consignment open! must remain.

So a pack (they had about 500g) as a parcel sent to my disadvantage. The other fit just so in a bubble envelope for 80 cents apiece.
but then were allowed to check them.

knowledge:
sold the next swing wool I need envelopes with holes in the ground and fold up so the clip can be cleansed.

I packed so full of optimism, the plastic bag and addresses directly to the POST. Since there are two shelves with envelopes from small to very large. But do not large folded and holes!
you have to ask at this, because if you can take without holes and make holes could clean .....
" No, there must take what s with holes. "
" Do you have the that be? I have not found any "
" I do not! Se have looked right? "
" Yeah! "Of the two meters
envelopes is a professional leer.Genau there are the usual.
"They are all! Lie else here! "
" Well then I guess just the no holes and make what pure. "
" Neeee, is not it! "

I grab my bag and leave the POST. In the next paper
can I store large envelopes with fold without the holes for 40 cents a piece now and there are even brackets there. And stamps.

I again take everything home with you, because it is now 12 clock and since the POST makes: lunch break until 14.30 clock At home I make holes in the covers, pure wool, address it, stamp it, brackets in the holes and send my husband to POST. Except that I forgot to write on it GOODS is now all the best.

DC I bring the swing next to the post office and will report any new problems.

but the fact I'm back and have done everything right!

Until the day
Mieke

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38. Awfully Big Adventure

"Time heals all wounds," said my grandmother. Share all . Mostly I belächele the set - an ironic smile, a sincere smile, a grateful smile, a cold smile that forces the rest of the conversation in the knee, a rope around the neck binding on him and then so long and so strong it takes until a deafening to hear a gentle sigh of death.

But the time it passes. She gives herself a shit for broken hearts to dreams and fears, hopes and beliefs, about passing bleeding arms, but they do. And the habit occurs one day, until only one occasional tangles in the neck reminded that everything is still as it once was and that not even decades are anything to change that.

passes the time - and even then they went, sometimes as soon as a single breath, sometimes so painfully slow as honey.

The Lion and I are still in the sea of denial, half-saved rarely on the boat of happiness. The Queen in a tent of shelter under the starry sky, between psychiatric stays and the towers of security, which were the arms of the fox. My mother with her face to the sun. My father underground.

time passed. The scar remained at the same table with the Sorg. Not Invited guests at a wedding without a bride and groom.

"I sometimes do not know if I still love you," said the lion.

I nodded. Shrugged his shoulders. "Okay."

" Okay," he repeated. It echoed in his, my, our home again and again. And again. "Sorry." Did not.

"Never mind." Indeed, there really is not.

We were sitting in the same position. He had an arm around my shoulder, my head on his chest. We did not look at. He kissed my forehead, my mouth, my neck.

It was night and dark and the second hand of the clock was ticking loudly on the television in my heart. Time passed and the wounds were only bigger.

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37th The fire (the ice)

not every emotion is based on the fire of the small candle that lies dormant somewhere deep within us, waiting only to a small gust of wind or rain storm?

pleasure. Desire. Love. Passion. Joy. Happiness. Longing.

anger. Anger. Disappointment. Mistrust. Hatred. Mourning. Misery.

And what if the fire goes out? What if the flames are so murderous, leaving nothing but a heap of ashes from the - someday, maybe, possibly - a phoenix flies away, with feathers as bright as the night?

He was fire. I was ice.

And what a magical way to die, but it was and how infinitely sweet taste of death.

I melted under his hand and he was drowned in the toxic blue.

and can not let go. From the rhythm and swing babble. Silent figures and listen to their songs. Unloading and love.

"You're the only person who understands me." Whisper sounds even a death sentence so wonderfully beautiful. "You're the only person I ever had."

I was ice. He was fire.

go out and burning. Swim and drowned.

The steps to the dance of lovers I had dominated before.

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He fled. Between honest declarations of love, sweat-soaked bed sheets, alkoholbetäubten nights and salty rain of depression, he escaped me.

fled Maybe it I, where I some thoughts - many thought all thoughts - ranked anxieties, fears and desires for trust in the same rickety, dusty chest deep in my head, in the even any memories of better - worse - Day in the mouths of hungry moths melted away and eventually disappeared.

because it made a difference to know who had rammed the knife of lies first in a broken heart? Did it make any difference to know who was first to notice the Vertrauenstod and climbed over the mouldering corpse?

After times of failure and promotion, of chaos and unrest, the changes are applied, the claws of the dark abyss of naked feet tied, was at some point the alienation and the realization that love alone was enough. That love alone would never be enough. That love alone - it is still so pink and beautiful and soulful and powerful, and completely across - was not enough to show the path that lay before you, continue to cross together.

We sang still, wrong, two pitches too high - or too dark - taken out of the rhythm and the same song. But we no longer reached. The sirens had begun their deadly silence, their shrill voices still echoed in our ears, hearts, heads, and with a smile we jumped hand in hand into the dark sea in which we were once swimming, drowned in our inability to identify the truth see, died in the arms of the past that gently caressed us. But I ignored

it. Blind eyes, silent calls, numb reality.

And he remained silent.

Days passed. Weeks passed. Months flew. A season after another greeted the world with a radiant smile and bright every dark moment of new beginning, it seemed only like the orchestra sounded loose and falling, dry autumn leaves.

Hello, her depression. As you tell me you had dulled with your destructive, wild dances. As the tumor from my trouble and pain every day in me swelled and lifted the spirits. As the concerns seemed insurmountable tower. How worthless those gray-blue eyes in the mirror staring back.

I earned it at all, to be loved? I earned it to be? I earned it a part of something much bigger to exist? And no when I lay under the queen and she scratched the sore skin. And no when I was sitting on the lion and met your lips to dry. And no, no, no when I watched the two rulers from afar and imagined what it was when the lightning struck on the thunder. No when I knelt in front of my father - submissive, small, childlike, so small, small, small - and it tried to heal, to better strengthen. No when I huddled in the corner lounged me himself hated, punished, corroded.

I earned it at all to live? In life, to dwell, but where I was dead inside for so long? to own life?

"No," I said aloud.

"What?" In the eyes of the Queen danced a brief moment, a laugh, before it is hidden behind the back of panic.

"No, no, no, no, no ."

"It was just a suggestion." I watched her hesitantly raised his arm and then let it fall again. Instead, they offered me consolation in the shape of her cigarette. "Only one alternative. Calm down. "

" No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no -"

"If you're still so hysterical herumschreist, I hit you one."

I snatched from the burning cigarette her hand, sat on the floor screwed up, just the face. "Can you please exceptionally any sexual benefits drawn from my anguish?"

you smiled. Getting warmed up. Honest. Compassionate. And then cold again. Sarcastic. Pejorative. In her pupils black shadows danced by indefinable feelings. "So, what do you do instead?" She wondered. The few seconds seemed like centuries. "Three syllables, ends with -ung, rhymes with"

Yes. I mean ... no. I mean, yes . Yes. "Another pause. "Yes, yes, yes. Yes. And I will not tell him. Neither do you. Got it? "

She shrugged her shoulders bored. "One thing is between you. I support you in all your decisions. "I once again drew on his cigarette and pushed it from my side. She watched me and added, "Even if I do not exactly, um, nice find. Not that I would bet my cigarette supply it, but I think he will not just be amazed when you tell him later casually - , oh, you remember, then, in December, two weeks where I did not want to sleep with you? Because I had just aborted our child. Sorry. Good luck next time ' Something in me says that he will not dismiss an exception with a nod. Could be my crazy human nature. "

" Or the voices in your head, "I added. She shrugged her shoulders again, this time with a gentle smile. "And secondly - there will be no next time."

"I've always said, then followed, during my first pregnancy ... "A wrong defined head, a nostalgic sigh from a hysterical giggle. "God, you know what strikes me? I was pregnant earlier this year and now it's you. This is just like that. "Moaning. " Karma, baby "

"No suitable time for jokes."

"You also have a stick in the ass and are a grouch. Be glad. You have life in you. Fucking fucking miracle. Your eyes always shine - oh, you cry. Sorry. "

We were silent for a long time to us. The queen was playing with her hair, humming to himself, and I sat on the ground before her and cried because - because I was crying ... really?

"Look," she said, between the fifth and sixth cigarette and threw the man who gave us a disapproving look as he entered the medical building to an annoyed look. "Everything is fine. You take the appointment. I accompany you to any crap that you need to clarify before and after. I am there. And then - it just nothing happened. Not a word to him. "

the last sentence struck me in the face with a force, worse than any slap, which I had been given in life ever. "That's the point. , Not a word to him, ". Understand you? "I licked my lips and tasted the disappointment and suddenly the rage in the tears ran down my face constantly. "We no longer communicate. He hides things. I hide it matters. What does this make sense? Should be so a relationship if he does not trust me and I do not trust him? Should we lie to us constantly and go out of the way? "

" Then you tell him you're pregnant. Is not as if that was your fault alone. Sure, it was a bit stupid, but things happen "

" It's not just any fetus damn, man! why I feel not so. I feel nothing. "My breathing was rapid and I was suddenly on her. The new position seemed not to like - lots of shadows behind her thick eyelashes - but they remained sitting on the floor, staring up at me curiously. "I feel nothing. I know I should love him and I will, too. I will love him and I will trust him and I want to trust myself and I want and have the dream of some happy future in my head. But I can not. I do not feel good enough. I do not feel like I would deserve to have him. Something to have. "

" You're talking shit. All of that is not Price, you have to fight for. "

" BUT IT IS ! "Pause. Inhalation. Pause. Exhale. Pause. Inhalation. Pause. Exhale. Pause. Inhalation. "You know that perfectly well. I look at myself and I hate myself. Why should any of it, what should I get or could get, get, should get? Why? Look at me. Do I look like a person who can love you? The trust can be "

" I love you "Before I could respond to anything -. and I was stunned, bewildered mad - she got up and piled up in front of me. With folded arms. Defensive. "And now rumzuheulen stop it."

"That has no meaning," I hissed, "is not absolute. What do you think, what you feel - what anyone thinks about me and feels. Do you think this has a meaning for me? I wish it would have. I wish I could believe. I wish I could see and understand things. But. There. Go. Simple. Not. "

She lowered her eyes. In the child's shame. Then in the repressed anger.

"I hate me while I feel absolutely nothing . Does this make sense? No, it does not. I mean - think about it again. People think they love me. People think they want me. People use me, hold me and then she left me. My father wanted me as a child never left, and now - oh, miracle - he dies. Leave me. Again. "I lifted a finger and she lifted her gaze. "And you Our friendship - relationship - not just a past with rose bushes. And he. He says he loves me. But I do not let. Look at him. He is wonderful. He's great. He is - if you disregard all of our crap - perfect. For me. And I wonder - why? He he .. he ... I've ruined him. He is desperate. Overwhelmed. Bathed in my self-loathing. And now I have to be ... his genes in me and I do not love it and I do not want it and I know full well that I will never. "

" Is not that what love is? "Asked the Queen "Use each other and suck like halbverdurstete mosquitoes?"

"If it is," I retorted, "I have no use for him, right? Death lurks in my arms. Because I am not able to give someone what he or she deserves. I am worthless. A worthless , stupid whore . "

you weighed the words in their hands like rotten fruit from "If you think so, then why are you even still together with him?"

"You know me," I turned around and climbed down the stairs. "Masochist and sadist at the same time - at its best."

And it was true, right? Rather common, as the only swallowed by the waves to be.

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35th The majority of love

A loud noise came from the depths of his throat. "Do not move so much," whispered the lion, gentle flame in his eyes, which turned into blazing flames , when I got my upper body pressed to his.

"Going to your vocalizations seems to like it to you but rather," I replied, smirking.

"Do it well." Another growl before he grabbed my hips and forced her to stop. "But we are here in public."

"Do not be a fucking philistine."

"And be not you so untamable."

"Oh, sorry, I'm thinking also that you like the pretty, the the indomitable'm a little beast like that. "I gave him a smile. "But if you tame me,"

"You bad, bad girls," said the Queen bored. There were four in the back corner of the club to two brown sofas distributed. You and the Fox sat on the other of the two, her legs were resting on his lap while he sipped a grin in purely on a beer bottle.

"staggered Come on, you a little shock, spank them as correct, it says it - that makes two of us here that guarantees nothing," continued the Queen continued with the same dry tone of voice and saw the fox. "We should go all the way here and now, is not it? The Cowgirl and her gelding a bit companionship. "

" Ha, ha "I made, from her lap slipped down the lion and sat down again beside him.

"You would continue to make quiet," said the fox, "so not that bothered - I thought it was very hot."
"I found it room temperature, lukewarm," put in the Queen, "perhaps even more cold. At least not too outstanding. . I'm sorry, the title Hottest Couple of the Year you will not win so well "

" You know what would interest me - what the hell did you actually ? Against me "The lion crossed his arms - like a petulant little child - and glared at her. On his rough lips played a smile hiding.

? I against up "

" is on their's are not well, then, is the source of your oh-so-nasty spells with me - go shooting, which has the Koksnuttchen so against me? "

The Queen cackled. "I have really nothing against you."

"She does not like the whole world," I said and patted him comfortingly on the shoulder, "that has little to do with you."

"Do not do as though you would never notice."

I thought for a moment, thought, wanted to prove him right, but then I decided to go back and shook his head. "No, honestly, I never noticed."

The Queen got up, grabbed waving and prancing around the stationary, empty bottles. "Come on, my best friend , we bring here back to the bar, you give me something out and then you dance a round of dirty to me."
He seemed perplexed, exchanged a look with me, inquiring as to permit , and then followed her.

When she finally together on the gentle rhythm of the music moving pierced, my long, painted fingernails into my palms, small crescents formed on my skin that hung lonely in an empty sky and looked up at me sadly. I had never seen anything graceful, never something so scary, never anything so disturbing.

They touched each other not, found themselves not even directed their eyes against the bright lights of the ceiling, painted the two rainbows in the faces; electrified their fingertips and longing for warmth. My knuckles were white, the half moons would soon be red, as if they were in the rays of the setting Sun dipped.

"That's what I call an extraordinary chemistry," said the fox. His voice pulled me from the thoughts and I frowned. I had almost forgotten that it even existed. " Hmm? "

He jerked his head to the Queen, the lion-hearted and her swing from left to right, from right to left, left to ..." Looks kind of sexy. "

I stared at the fox. The fox stared back. "You all right?" He said, hanging his beer bottle.

"Yes. All right. "

" You only dance. " As in old ballrooms, bathed in intoxicating fragrances, hidden behind golden masks.

"I know." would like two rulers swing around the battlefield. The king of the animals. The Queen .

"Why are you looking at it as if you were a green-eyed, jealous monster?" What a fucking fertility dance green in the midst of colorful shrubs and never-ending.

"I Do not." embrace As two fire stations, and would then fade.

"I see something different." Like the serpent in paradise are the branches wound, red apples presenting seductive.

"Stop just shut up." Like two lovers for a moment or two. Then something crawled up my neck and I snorted at his feet. "I sleep with your girlfriend."

The fox smiled before he put his head tilted and looked me excited. Where was his green-eyed monster for now, and where the hell is this pain in his eyes, which I expected and had hoped? I put my head also wrong. He sipped his beer bottle on unconcerned. "Your friend, too."

turned on the dance floor the queen to her pale and showed the lion back, which was the black dress is only half covered. He brushed back her hair and smelled smelled smelled smelled them, intoxicated, intoxicated like they would a drug. I was ill for a while - well bad bad bad bad bad - and I sighed loudly for my thoughts to drown.

"I think so too."

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, beautiful wool .... Today is Groundhog

It's the weekend again and I've been in practice only in front PeCe days to finally get the wool with the crowd and my basement to empty again.
I use this course, the main players with 4 letters. He happens to be the most glasses and some buyers.

prombt And I've been is trouble:
I can start. 18x has the same wool, but only 2 of them offering, I can not tell the user that I have 18x wool. This is contrary to the commandment direct sales! It might not someone ask if he 16x, bypassing the rest of the sales platform also can still buy. That is not natural. Then it would smooth the elimination of the commission and soon we could there nothing more to buy or sell.
I but not for the decline of .... would be responsible, I have the two level offers 30 course changed. Now you can only see from the pictures that I have more than two.

around!

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"If the groundhog can see his shadow today, remains the winter for another six weeks. If not, then comes the spring."

know all the film in which a self-centered, cynical TV weatherman over and over that day in the sleepy town of Punxsutawney in Pennsylvania and at the end must experience the love of place.

And what about here in Springe, Lower Saxony, Germany?
Overnight, it has snowed and everything is white again.

But ... It is quite friendly to the 0 ° C and dry. From the sun you can
but do not speak directly.
What is one to make of it now?
Non-fish, non-meat. So the happy medium ....

spring to come! Sooner or later ....


No matter how it comes, it comes and it is all good!

up the days. Mieke

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Bad Company 2 was awesome. The destruction and the sound Battlefieldfan please everyone, even the Dedicated server speak for Bad Company 2 A tank in Battlefield 2 is still stopped at a garden fence, and that has changed with Bad Company 2. But 15 € for an extension, such as Vietnam are really in order? If you like Bad Company 2, Viet Nam will also like, no wonder. Great multiplayer with the usual great destruction and the brilliant sound. However, the maps quickly repeat, it is always a hose Rush mode level on a mountain, but for 15 € is acceptable. Even the feel of Vietnam comes across great, even if the vegetation is relatively small.
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SIX shopping

I'm so sorry I have not posted anything for so long! Am in just exam stress. The hope you understand. Maybe it's all just for some time.

Here you see my mini- yield of SIX . I was so looking forward to the Sale, wanted to buy everything stopped - and then had the Bonn branch closed for renovations. And in Cologne was grazed all anyway.

earrings and bracelets were not on sale - but the purses! It was reduced from € 7.95 to 3 € . Who gives out for something like 8 €? Reduced but I could not resist it!

Next time I buy really empty everything!





I try to be more active in the near future!
Hope you have a nice weekend,

Spidyschwein

How Much Does A Ceragem Cost

Trouble at the feeding place

After a few days of near-spring, where the blackbirds had better things to do than pick at my raisins, they are again there. Today also saw again my favorite
dust (which is the injury to the Lame Leg from last year) over. The manor was

Amsel not funny.

But what can you do as a blackbird already against this monster?

retreat and attack!




this time from behind.




big impression does not.

tü tütütülüttütü .....

Menno! tütü tütütlüttütü

prepare quick cover and attack from above!

Done. All mine!