<?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-285344000708724765</id><updated>2012-01-14T17:22:24.888-05:00</updated><category term='pensieri'/><category term='moving'/><category term='feeling'/><category term='babies'/><category term='poem'/><category term='snow day'/><category term='V.day'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='holiday'/><category term='tag'/><category term='events'/><category term='event'/><category term='book'/><category term='life'/><category term='tax'/><category term='feelings'/><category term='family'/><category term='house'/><category term='fun'/><category term='saddiness'/><category term='real friend'/><category term='friend'/><category term='love'/><category term='prayer'/><category term='bklyn'/><title type='text'>Italian Bird Blog</title><subtitle type='html'>To ever fly higher in the sky...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>49</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-6855495690640377379</id><published>2011-12-31T09:00:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-31T20:07:28.321-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Dal 2011 al 2012</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Un altro anno e` gia` passato, guardando indietro e ripercorrendo con il pensiero gli avvenimenti passati posso semplicemente dire che e` stato anno acro-dolce con alti e bassi con gioie e dolori. I momenti amari di quest'anno... Il 2011 di cerco non e` iniziato per niente bene. La perdita di Otto ha lasciato dentro i nostri cuori un vuoto immenso. Le feste natalizie non aiutano ad alleviare la tristezza ma solo riportano a galla con sofferenza gli ultimi suoi giorni. Non mi ero ancora ripresa ed e` venuto fuori il nodulo al seno. Altri due mesi di agonia, fin quando, nella prima settimana di aprile ho ricevuto i buoni risultati della biopsia. Nello stesso periodo la malinconia e la tristezza di non poter essere insieme alla mia famiglia per assistere al matrimonio di mia nipote e condividere la gioia della sua gravidanza. Non e` stato facile concentrarmi sul lavoro, ho cercato di essere attiva con la chiesa ma anche la`, il clima era teso. La maggior parte dei membri ha deciso di seguire un’altra via, seguito dalla chiusura del food pantry e il cambio di edificio. Meditare il piu` possibile di certo mi ha aiutato non solo a superare questi mesi ma anche a crescere interiormente. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I momenti dolci...Con l'inizio di giugno e i preparativi per andare in Sicilia tutto sembra piu` bello. Ancora una volta siamo stati testimoni della grande misericordia, bonta` e grazia del Signore. Nel giro di 48 non solo ha dato alla nostra chiesa un nuovo edificio ma anche la provigione finanziaria per il trasloco. La vacanza in Sicilia quest' anno e` stata insolita. Le prime settimane una sfida, comunque con la presenza continua di momenti bellissimi con i miei nipoti e la nascita del pronipote. Rivedere le amiche e gli amici, ristorare amicizie perse, avere avuto la possibilita` di offrire incoraggiamenti e parole di conforto e' stato gratificante. Dopo un mese ero abbastanza pronta per il rientro. Qualcuno ha detto che sono ritornata cambiata dalla mia vacanza, molto piu' rilassata, meno impulsiva, piu' saggia, o meglio cresciuta... so molto bene a cosa si riferiscono. Gli ultimi mesi dell'anno invece sono stati un rollercoster di emozioni ma vanno nei dolci momenti. Molte soddisfazioni al lavoro e personali, diversi progetti in sospeso sono stati completati o stanno per essere completati, in poche parole sogni nel cassetto che si realizzano, tra cui e` in progresso la pubblicazione di un libro per bambini che avevo iniziato 3 anni fa. Sono molto grata al Signore che mi ha guidato, e mi ha dato, in continuazione le sue grazie, aprendomi le porte di fronte agli ostacoli, offrendomi le opportunita` quando non sapevo cosa fare, guidandomi quando non sapevo che strada prendere. Grazie Signore. Se tutto e` stato possibile e` perche` mi hai mostrato la Tua grande misericordia e concesso le Tue immense grazie. Si dice che il 2011 era un anno di transizione, il passaggio da uno stato ad un altro, un anno di preparazione interiore per i prossimi anni che dovrebbero essere migliori, invece il 2012 un anno dove si stabilira` l’autorita`. Numero dell'anno 12, verso dell’anno Romani 12. Colore viola brillante, l’anno della saggezza e rivelazione. Non so cosa mi riserva il 2012, nessuna &lt;em&gt;“expectation”&lt;/em&gt; voglio prendere un giorno alla volta. &lt;em&gt;Resolutions&lt;/em&gt; per il prossimo anno non ancora tranne che amare il Signore mio con tutto il mio cuore le mie forze e con tutta l'anima, la mia preghiera giornaliera, &lt;em&gt;"Lord use me today".&lt;/em&gt; Tutta la mia vita nelle sue mani...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;I salute  2011 with thanks for all the accomplishments during this year. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;You will not be forgotten for all the bitter and sweet that you gave us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Welcome 2012, I embrace you with hope and positive attitude, taking one day at time!         &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;May the New Year be full of joy, peace and love for everyone. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 2012&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-6855495690640377379?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/6855495690640377379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=6855495690640377379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/6855495690640377379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/6855495690640377379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2011/12/dal-2011-al-2012.html' title='Dal 2011 al 2012'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-2642647192569626276</id><published>2011-09-11T19:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T20:00:15.843-04:00</updated><title type='text'>9/11/11</title><content type='html'>Ten years later all memories are vivid and the emotions of that day are the same!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-2642647192569626276?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/2642647192569626276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=2642647192569626276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/2642647192569626276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/2642647192569626276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2011/09/91111.html' title='9/11/11'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-8133828682875277069</id><published>2011-08-31T11:11:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T18:42:59.056-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Clean Up Time</title><content type='html'>It’s clean up time after hurricane Irene decided to pass by.&lt;br /&gt;Just few days later, after I was back from visiting my family in Sicily, the ground shook up under my feet with unexpected earth wake. We did not have the time to realize it, that Hurricane Irene was making her way over us.  All we started to get ready for Irene visit, stock of food, water etc. Hospitals and homes were evacuated around my area. I feel blessed the only thing I got from Irene was just some clean up from branches at the same time very sad to see all the damage, lost of Up state and what they went through.... While i was cleaning up the back yard and thinking what just happen this past week made me realize that I also need to do a different clean up, in my life a personal one…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A volte servono certe esperinze per realizzare cosa e chi e` importante nella nostra vita. Man mano che la tempesta si avvicinava verso Long Island, amici vicini e lontani, persone che non ho mai incontrato prima, ma semplicemente amici su FB  preoccupati mi hanno contattato calorosamente per avere notizie. Dall’altro lato della sfonda, nessun segno da amici o da familiari di cui ti aspettavi, poiche` parte importante della nostra vita. Tristemente nessuna risposta ai miei tanti messaggi lasciati nel tentativo di avere loro notizie, per offrire la mia casa, il mio aiuto in caso di necessita`, fortunatamente stavano bene. Pensando e riflettendo agli ultimi eventi sono arrivata alla conclusion che non vale la pena ed e` inutile avere quando poi mostrano completamente estranei o non ti vogliono nella loro vita e non accettano le premure che hai e mostri verso loro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zephaniah 3.17 The Lord your God is with you; his power gives you victory. The Lord will take delight in you, and in his love he will give you new life. He will sing and be joyful over you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-8133828682875277069?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/8133828682875277069/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=8133828682875277069' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/8133828682875277069'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/8133828682875277069'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2011/08/clean-up-time.html' title='Clean Up Time'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-4709411487591767458</id><published>2011-08-13T07:17:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-13T07:51:50.662-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Solo Ricordi</title><content type='html'>Per ritornare indietro nel tempo e rivivere il passato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perche` mi sento una vagabonda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per migliorare sempre se stessi apprezzando cio` che si ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per poter raggiungere le stelle senza arrendersi mai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perche` alla fin fine i ricordi sono tesori dentro un cassetto&lt;br /&gt;e prima o poi vengono fuori anche se chiusi a chiave...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;iframe height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/UIIRh0vyei4" frameborder="0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-4709411487591767458?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/4709411487591767458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=4709411487591767458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/4709411487591767458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/4709411487591767458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2011/08/solo-ricordi.html' title='Solo Ricordi'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/UIIRh0vyei4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-446379262509828596</id><published>2011-04-21T18:10:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-22T07:22:47.524-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='real friend'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Jewelia Ave</title><content type='html'>This afternoon I was very happy leaving work and starting my spring break, by the time I got at home I received a phone call that change completely my feeling and put sadness in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;I really would love not to bring work issues into my well deserve spring break, but is hard to not think about. Maybe screaming or crying will help, but I decided to listen music, and there she was. I don't know how she knew that I needed to hear her angelic voice but she always knows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The singer in this video is a wonderful and very special person. I would love to write a long post about her (and one day I will) to share with all the world how bless I'm to know and to have her in my life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click on the post title or below to listen the song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xpmedia.com/Y4Xj7JklWCwh"&gt;Share me&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-446379262509828596?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.xpmedia.com/Y4Xj7JklWCwh' title='Jewelia Ave'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/446379262509828596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=446379262509828596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/446379262509828596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/446379262509828596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2011/04/share-me.html' title='Jewelia Ave'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-1265672460604561217</id><published>2011-01-01T12:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T12:42:54.929-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>1/1/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Here is the New Year. As I reflect on the event of the past year, I try to recognize what was accomplished in my personal, spiritual and work life, the successes and failures, gains and losses. I’m taking each event as lesson that has thought me something and I hope made me wiser. Even knowing that the losses and the bad events of 2010 were more than the good ones; I still release the past year in gratitude. I know that 2011 will be a better year for everybody. Even if I enter this New Year with sadness I know this is a new day at the start of a new year, and I want to be free of the limiting thoughts of the past. Usually at the beginning of the New Year my husband and I write the New Year resolution list. I don’t have one yet, and right now doesn’t matter to me. Perhaps I will do something I have not tried before or go somewhere I’ve never been. I will keep my mind open, take one day at time, and accept all my new experience as loving gifts. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Goodbye 2010, Welcome 2011.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-1265672460604561217?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/1265672460604561217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=1265672460604561217' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/1265672460604561217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/1265672460604561217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2011/01/1111.html' title='1/1/11'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-2706695027057968541</id><published>2010-12-31T19:25:00.011-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T19:45:00.819-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>12/31/2010</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;What a roller coaster have been these last two weeks. Glad the 2010 is over; my hope is for a better year to come!&lt;br /&gt;I will miss you my giant teddy bear, may you rest in peace!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/T4_0LQ_RWys?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-2706695027057968541?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/2706695027057968541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=2706695027057968541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/2706695027057968541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/2706695027057968541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2010/12/12312010.html' title='12/31/2010'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/T4_0LQ_RWys/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-8773648929949473126</id><published>2010-12-24T00:00:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T18:45:24.967-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas Wishes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#990000;"&gt;Once upon time one Christmas Night, there was a young lady, she was very sad, she was crying, she felt alone. The only thing she wanted for Christmas was her special friend to think about her that night. She was not asking for a gifts or visit from her friend, not even call, just to be thought by her special friend on Christmas night. She fell asleep on that wish, and she had a dream.....&lt;br /&gt;Nel sogno e` apparso un vecchietto con la barba bianca e lunga, cosi` pure i capelli. Sembrava Babbo Natale ma non lo era, questo vecchietto aveva una figura angelica. Il vecchietto le disse: “Chiedimi qualsiasi cosa e io la mettero` ai tuoi piedi, ma il desiderio che mi chiedi non posso esaudirlo”…. La giovane si sveglia guarda l’orologio ed e` mezzanotte in punto. Le campane della chiesa annuncivano la nascita di Gesu` Bambino.&lt;br /&gt;In that same moment the young lady knew she had lost her friend.&lt;br /&gt;Twenty year later, few weeks before Christmas, she remembered about that dream. She thought about the wish and she was wondering if the wish would ever come true. So her desired for that Christmas was to be found and thought by her lost friend.&lt;br /&gt;On Christmas Night she checked her email and there was a strange message. It was a Merry Christmas wishes from her friend, who was lost not more.&lt;br /&gt;After all, Christmas wishes may come true!&lt;br /&gt;Merry Christmas to all my friends. Let’s be thankful for what we have and let’s hope for better &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-8773648929949473126?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/8773648929949473126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=8773648929949473126' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/8773648929949473126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/8773648929949473126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-wishes.html' title='Christmas Wishes'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-925244525452540486</id><published>2010-10-31T17:51:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-19T14:33:10.673-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>New Season</title><content type='html'>A season of changes. This is a new season.&lt;br /&gt;Tornando indietro con la mente e` facile notare come tutto stia cambiando intorno a noi. Cosi` come durante l'anno passiamo dall'estate all'autunno, cosi` pure la nostra vita attraversa dei cambiamenti che se non li accettiamo rischiamo di rimanere bloccati in un tunnel senza uscita. Basta pensare a Facebook twitter e tanti altri "social internet".&lt;br /&gt;Come era la nostra vita prima di Facebook, come e` cambiata?&lt;br /&gt;Difficilmente passa un giorno senza che si vada a controllare FB e leggere tutte le novita`. Si rischia di diventare addetti ma dall'altro canto se usato razionalmente puo` essere un mezzo personaale che aiuta ad accettare i cambiamenti ed uscire dal tunnel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-925244525452540486?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/925244525452540486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=925244525452540486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/925244525452540486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/925244525452540486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2010/10/new-season.html' title='New Season'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-5176788021316931507</id><published>2010-09-11T15:00:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-11T21:42:10.764-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='saddiness'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>Nine Years Ago</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Today is a beatiful sunny day, blue and clear sky like nine years ago.&lt;br /&gt;Nine years passed but we NEVER EVER forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AW8puRqE4Sc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AW8puRqE4Sc?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-5176788021316931507?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/5176788021316931507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=5176788021316931507' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/5176788021316931507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/5176788021316931507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2010/09/nine-years.html' title='Nine Years Ago'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-1434362935595209360</id><published>2010-08-11T12:31:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T12:41:43.804-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>To Be or not To Be</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Be back in my small town, after many years, brings back lots of thoughts and memories. Everyone that I meet is saying “Oh you are the same… you look the same… you did not change at all…” I smile back want to say “same for you” but I could not.&lt;br /&gt;I know I’m not the same and they are not the same, I don’t want to be the same. I been work very hard to find balance in my life and to keep it. The balance and the connection of the body, soul and spirit. They don’t see it and they don’t want to see it. Looking around me, listing the people around me I can see how all are stuck in the past, I can see how they are afraid of changing, I can see all the complains, I want to screaming to all that there is a way to get out from all of this, there is a purpose in my life and in their life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not the same, I’m a stranger here, I don’t belong here anymore and I know very well why.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&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/285344000708724765-1434362935595209360?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/1434362935595209360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=1434362935595209360' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/1434362935595209360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/1434362935595209360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2010/08/to-be-or-not-to-be.html' title='To Be or not To Be'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-4560899121924419310</id><published>2010-06-12T09:44:00.008-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T13:26:40.755-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Count Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm counting down the days... 26 days and I will go to visit my family in Sicily.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: arial;"&gt;Il conto alla rovescia e` iniziato 26 giorni alla partenza..... Sicilia sto arrivando!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/TBZkULN29nI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Y7y3G1xtAD4/s1600/agrigento.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 137px; height: 103px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/TBZkULN29nI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Y7y3G1xtAD4/s200/agrigento.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482679894141236850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;mare...mare...mare... che bello andare al mare !&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/285344000708724765-4560899121924419310?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/4560899121924419310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=4560899121924419310' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/4560899121924419310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/4560899121924419310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2010/06/count-down.html' title='Count Down'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/TBZkULN29nI/AAAAAAAAAPY/Y7y3G1xtAD4/s72-c/agrigento.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-2143514126271874453</id><published>2010-06-08T15:00:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T16:08:14.767-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Nothing is for granted</title><content type='html'>We can't take what we have for granted because nothing it is. No our jobs, no our health, no our security, no our family, no even our friends, in just a split of second we can lose all.&lt;br /&gt;Tutto cio` che abbiamo nella vita non dobbiamo darlo scontato in quanto niente lo e`. Dal lavoro, alla famiglia, alla nostra salute, alla nostra sicurezza fisica ed economica, anche alle nostre amicizie, in un attimo si puo` perdere tutto basta un malinteso, una parola detta o no detta, o semplicemente senza nessuna ragione in particolare. Un momento senti di toccare il cielo con una mano e un secondo dopo ti vedi scivolare in un abisso senza fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-2143514126271874453?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/2143514126271874453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=2143514126271874453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/2143514126271874453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/2143514126271874453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2010/06/nothing-is-for-granted.html' title='Nothing is for granted'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-3600401167040398901</id><published>2010-05-30T14:30:00.010-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T13:27:22.479-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Happy Anniversary</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Today is my 12 years wedding Anniversary.&lt;br /&gt;I feel very bless be marry to my husband. He is my love, my best friend, the one I laugh with, live for, dream with….a time he also may be pain but I’m taking that too. With the years our relationship as grows more, getting better with the years as my hubby would say love matures like a fine wine. A very wise couple said that the Honeymoon never should be over is so true. It doesn’t take a lot to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually on our anniversary we spend a weekend out of town. This year we decided to stay local and have some fun around here, watching the Blue Angels fly for the Memorial Day, have some sweet time, nice dinner, and we also don’t want to miss a special speaker in church. Did we have fun? Let put this way my jaw is in pain from laughing that hard, my husband said he needs a cast for his funny bone. In one word HILARIOUS. Definitely I had the best anniversary day ever in 12 year. Again it doesn’t take a lot to be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/FerE0AMHYuA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/FerE0AMHYuA&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-3600401167040398901?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/3600401167040398901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=3600401167040398901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/3600401167040398901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/3600401167040398901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2010/05/happy-anniversary.html' title='Happy Anniversary'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-6878374272150110825</id><published>2010-05-29T21:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T16:16:55.624-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='book'/><title type='text'>Prisoner of Circumstance</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Prisoner-Circumstance-Nadine-Zawacki/dp/1439212449/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1229972471&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993300;"&gt;"Prisoner of Circumstance"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt; e` il titolo di un libro scritto da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://justbeingme1.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#993300;"&gt;Nadine Zawacki.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt; Ho gia` letto questo libro due volte e sicuramente lo leggero` di nuovo, ormai e` piu` di un anno. Fin dalla prima pagina sono stata catturata dalla storia e non sono riuscita a mettere giu` il libro se non alla fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Regina, protagonista principale di questo romanzo, e` rimasta impressa nella mia mente anche dopo molto tempo che ho finito il libro. Non voglio rovinare la trama del libro percio` non scendero` nei dettagli , ma il mio consiglio e` di leggere questa fantastica storia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultimamente ascoltando amici e familiari ho constatato in tanti condividono questo sentimento di sentirsi prigionieri delle circostanze, cio` mi ha fatto ricordare di Regina. Magari le situazioni sono diversi da uno all'altro, per qualcuno e` il proprio matrimonio, per altri la famiglia, per altri il lavoro o gli amici, situazioni diverse ma il sentirsi prigionieri uguali per tutti. Mi sto chiedendo se ad un certo punto della nostra vita tutti dobbiamo attraversare questo periodo. C'e` chi non crede alle circostanze e siamo noi a determinare il corso della nostra vita. Personalmente sono d'accordo al fatto che noi con le nostre scelte, prendere un percorso invece di un'altro creiamo il nostro destino. Siamo noi e solo noi. Nello stesso tempo la nostra vita quotidiana ci pone di fronte a situazioni e circostanze che spesso sono fuori dal nostro controllo, facendoci prigionieri. Non possiamo cambiarli, possiamo lottare, ma alla fine se non cambiano dobbiamo semplicemente arrenderci ed aspettare, fin quando quel filo che ci tiene prigionieri si spezza e si puo` riprendere il volo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-6878374272150110825?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/6878374272150110825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=6878374272150110825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/6878374272150110825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/6878374272150110825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2010/03/prisoner-of-circumstance.html' title='Prisoner of Circumstance'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-6793371608364675987</id><published>2010-05-22T21:17:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T20:45:08.547-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Dreams II</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;La settimana scorsa ho avuto l'opportunita` di conoscere alcuni ragazzi che fanno parte del &lt;a href="http://streamsschoolofministry.blogspot.com/"&gt;Streams School of Ministry New London NH&lt;/a&gt;. Parte del programma di questa scuola offre corsi per l'interpretazione di sogni. Capire sogni e visioni e`considerata una risorsa interiore potente e fonte d'ispirazione. Sogni e visioni e` una maniera affascinante attraverso cui Dio ci parla. L'anno scorso mi sono iscritta a questo corso in quanto da sempre appasionata ed attratta dai sogni e il loro significato, ma per diversi motivi non l'ho potuto completare. Dopo aver conosciuto questi straordinari studenti, i quali per una sera si sono messi a disposizione ad ascoltare e interpretare sogni, ho deciso di dedicarmi alla lettura del libro usato in questo corso: "Capire Sogni e Visioni". Non e` facile capire tutto il significato delle lezioni, senza la guida dell'insegnante, ma mi sono imposta di completare la lettura del libro e fare il riassunto dei risultati alla fine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Nel corso degli anni alcuni miei sogni hanno avuto parti fondamentali, scelte fatte o non fatte, scegliere una strada invece di un'altra, decisioni prese dopo aver fatto dei sogni. Un sogno fatto un paio di giorni fa e` stato la salvezza di un fracasso al lavoro.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Questa settimana e` stata tremendamente stressante con il lavoro, diversi progetti da completare e non molto tempo a disposizione, una delle responsabilita` e` stata di preparare un programma per lo spettacolo degli studenti della mia sezione, formata da cinque classi. Due giorni prima dello spettacolo, il programma dopo esser stato visto, rivisto, super rivisionato da tutte le insegnanti della sezione approvato, stampato e pronti da distribuire, una collega si accorge che manca il nome di un bambino. La mia prima reazione a quella notizia non e` stata molto piacevole, ci son voluti dieci minuti, dei respiri profondi per poter raccogliere i miei pensieri e reagire umanamente. Per qualsiasi cosa c'e` una ragione anche se a volte non sappiamo quale sia, deve esserci un motivo per cui nessuno si e` accorto, prima della stampa di questo errore, ho continuato a ripetere a me stessa, cio` mi ha ridato l'energia di rimettermi al lavoro, correggere e ristampare. La sera durante le mie preghiere continuavo a pensare all'accaduto, alla fina ho messo tutto nelle mani del Signore chiedendo di aiutarmi a capire. Quella notte mi sveglio dopo aver fatto questo sogno, io a scuola con il programma in mano, poche ore prima della distribuzione che lo leggevo e mancavo alcuni nomi di bambini.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Non vedevo l'ora che si facesse mattina. Arrivata a scuola afferro il programma inizio a leggere a contare, i nomi di tre bambini mancavo dal programma. Continuo e continuero` a ringraziare il Signore per il sogno, per le capacita` di capire ed agire che mi ha dato in questa situazione. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;"For God may speak in one way, or in another, yet man does not perceive it. In a dream, in a vision of the night, when deep sleep falls upon men, while slumbering on their beds, then He opens the ears of men, and seals their instruction. In order to turn man from his deed, and conceal pride from man..." Job 33:14-17 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-6793371608364675987?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='' href='http://streamsschoolofministry.blogspot.com/' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/6793371608364675987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=6793371608364675987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/6793371608364675987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/6793371608364675987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2010/05/dreams-ii.html' title='Dreams II'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-1716608197404166761</id><published>2010-04-06T14:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-05-23T18:51:11.561-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='events'/><title type='text'>What means to be an American</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/S_mxJiov39I/AAAAAAAAAPI/e4B0iXmgxTk/s1600/passport.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474601599520202706" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/S_mxJiov39I/AAAAAAAAAPI/e4B0iXmgxTk/s200/passport.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After twelve years of being married, I finally decided to become an American citizen.&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know why it took me so long or why I'm doing it now, I always consider to apply for it, but never did. I have been working all the time, I have been paying my taxes. Last summer 2009 during presidential campaign, I was disappointed knowning that I could not vote.&lt;br /&gt;Instead of just complaining or criticizing events all the time and doing nothing about it, I decided to do something about it! On October 2009 I applied and Monday, April 5, 2010 at 10:30am, I become official an American citizen. During my interview I was little nervous, I studied well, I also had help from a friend whow testing me during our one hour commute back and forth from work, I did not have a problem with answering all the questions. I was getting little emotional and I had to compose my self to keep my tears back. During my oath I had fun listening to the story of our ninety year old judge told. I made a new friend and I was really overwhelm by all my friends wishes. I also had a congratulation cake, a beautiful watch from my husband's cousins and a wonderful dinner to celebrate. I am happy and I know it means more than I can imagine!!!!!! It's really, really,a very big deal to excersise your rights as an AMERICAN!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-1716608197404166761?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/1716608197404166761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=1716608197404166761' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/1716608197404166761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/1716608197404166761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2010/04/what-means-to-be-american.html' title='What means to be an American'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/S_mxJiov39I/AAAAAAAAAPI/e4B0iXmgxTk/s72-c/passport.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-4049727877238051453</id><published>2009-11-21T15:00:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T14:06:25.506-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pensieri'/><title type='text'>God ways...not our ways</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Our ways are not God ways, or God ways are not our ways.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;In altre parole "cu si fa li cunti senza l'oste si li fa du voti". Se c'e` qualcuno che conosce abbastanza bene questo vecchio detto quella sono io. Grazie a mio padre, sono cresciuta in mezzo ai detti, ne conosce uno per ogni situazione.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Ritornando al sopracitato, quante volte organizziamo un evento, una cena con degli amici, un fine settimana di relax, pero` i nostri piani vanno a rotoli? Nella mia vita succede spesso, ogni possibile ed immaginabile ostacolo per qualsiasi situazione, vita personale o lavoro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Cosi`, vivo la vita giorno per giorno, mi concentro molto sul presente, cercando di vivere con amore e prendendo con filosofia il tutto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Domanda: se le nostre scelte non sono cio` che Dio vuole per noi perche` non semplificare la vita e le cose dicendoci  cosa vuole da noi? Almeno non dobbiamo fare i conti piu` di una volta! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Risposta: perche` quando da` la risposta ai nostri problemi o la giusta via da seguire, siamo troppo occupati per sentire, vedere cio` che Dio sceglie per noi, oppure riteniamo non adeguato alle nostre esigenze percio` rifiutiamo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Domani e` la festa del ringraziamento qua in USA, non voglio lamentarmi per nessuna ragione, anzi al contrario, sono molto grata per molte cose, per gli  amici vicini e lontani, per un favoloso marito, e sopratutto per Dio, il suo amore e le benedizioni che ci da` ogni giorno, scegliendo di concentrarmi sulle bellezze della vita, sulla salute, su cio` che sono, sulle gioie che posseggo tutto diventa facile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;So a very Happy Thanksgiving to all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Let God ways be the way.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-4049727877238051453?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/4049727877238051453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=4049727877238051453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/4049727877238051453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/4049727877238051453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2009/11/god-waysnot-our-ways.html' title='God ways...not our ways'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-5563813443139212046</id><published>2009-09-28T14:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-16T19:54:11.098-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Living Love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vivere con amore ogni giorno, ogni momento, ogni aspetto della nostra vita! Essere in famiglia, essere con i nostri migliori amici, con i nostri fratelli e sorelle, al lavoro con i nostri colleghi e college. Vivere con amore con i veri amici, quelli che ti vogliono bene, che gioiscono con te nei momenti felici, o ti offrono una spalla su cui appoggiarti e piangere durante le difficolta`. E` molto semplice puoi sentire l’affetto che ti circonda, non sempre ricevi anche se non puoi dare..... e ricevi sempre di piu` incondizionatamente.&lt;br /&gt;Vivere con amore, con persone invidiose, gelose, che ti aiutano per farti cadere, che ti consigliano  per farti sbagliore, che gioiscono se soffri e si rattristano o si dispiacciono del tuo successo, ecco dov’e` la vera sfida perche` nonostante ti rendi conto di cio` che fanno, nonostante puoi respirare quell’energia negativa che emanano, continui e continuerai a vivere con amore.&lt;br /&gt;Its darkness will be like morning. And you will have confidence because there is hope.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-5563813443139212046?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/5563813443139212046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=5563813443139212046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/5563813443139212046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/5563813443139212046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2009/09/living-love.html' title='Living Love'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-8360231710567252206</id><published>2009-09-12T18:35:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T20:12:41.046-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feelings'/><title type='text'>Dreams</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ieri e` stata una giornata triste per molti aspetti. Non solo una brutta giornata di vento e pioggia ma una giornata emozionante, di ricordi sempre vivi, nonostante siano passati otto anni. Oggi, non e` tanto diversa da ieri, triste, nuvolosa e brutta. La vita deve andare avanti, come dicono qua "move on", concentrarsi di nuovo al ritmo veloce delle nostre giornate, anche se non e` facile cambiare canale. Sarebbe un sogno svegliarsi ed avere una giornata facile, invece, deve esserci una sfida dopo l'altra.... sarebbe troppo chiedere "una giornata senza problemi o preoccupazioni" troppo bello, un sogno ad occhi aperti perche` anche i sogni nottorni hanno i loro tormenti. Accettare le sfide e gestirle con grazia serve a mostrare di cio` che siamo fatti, rinforza il nostro carattere, si cresce e magari ci si ritrova con un po' piu` di saggezza. Nonostante tutto la vita e` bella, dobbiamo apprezzare cio` che abbiamo, cio` che ci offre ogni giorno, dobbiamo essere grati di cio` che abbiamo, vedere sempre il bicchiere mezzo pieno e non mezzo vuoto, Bla bla Bla bla....Sono stanca, stanca di queste sfide, stanca delle preoccupazioni, stanca di crescere. Per oggi voglio sognare essere fuori dal mondo, essere "io" e non pensare a niente....soltanto un sogno, un altro sogno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;To all the angels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/I3mAMzwtK8s&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/I3mAMzwtK8s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-8360231710567252206?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/8360231710567252206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=8360231710567252206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/8360231710567252206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/8360231710567252206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2009/09/dreams.html' title='Dreams'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-2174709741602429496</id><published>2009-07-27T13:02:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T13:10:22.920-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Changes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Essendo in vacanza da Facebook mi sono ancorata nel blogworld tanto per sfogarmi un po`.&lt;br /&gt;Negli ultimi mesi, qualsiasi direzione prendo finisco sempre per sbattere il viso sui cambiamenti. Cambiamenti al lavoro, cambiamenti a casa, cambiamenti nella vita spirituale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Una vita monotona finisce per essere noiosa , i cambiamenti sono sempre ben accolti per dare un po` di tocco ed entusiasmo al corso della nostra vita quotidiana.&lt;br /&gt;Non sempre accettare cio` che diverso da quello che siamo abituati e` facile, puo` significare correre rischi, fare rinuncie, perdere cio` che hai per l’insicurezza di cio` che forse potrai avere, essere soddisfatta dalle aspettative o delusa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Non potrei essere piu` felice dei cambiamenti che stanno avvenendo nel campo del lavoro o spiritualmente, necessari, attesi, ben voluti, accolti a braccia aperte.&lt;br /&gt;Cambiamanti a casa e` tutta un’altra storia. Chi mi conosce sa gia` che negli ultimi mesi ci sono stati, e ci sono ancora, dei lavori in corso per trasformare cio` che era un garage in un piccolo appartamento. I lavori sono quasi alla fine ma i risultati sono deludenti. Con il progredire dei lavori la mia casa e` caduta in un processo di distruzione. Man mano che un progetto viene completato nell’appartamento qualcosa si rompe o non funziona piu` in casa. Dall’elettricita`, al telefono, ai problem idraulici, recinto e cancello in giardino, sistema di irrigazione dell’erba e piante, per non parlare che non esiste piu` la piscina e il patio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Cambiamenti si, ma adesso e` troppo. Qualche settimana fa il pastore in chiesa diceva: “accogli a braccia aperte il fresco e piacevole venticello del cambiamento”. Questo, altro che venticello e` un uragano, mi chiedo se c’e` un limite nell’ accettare positivamente tutto cio` che cambia intorno alla nostra vita prima di poter urlare:&lt;br /&gt;“adesso basta”&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/285344000708724765-2174709741602429496?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/2174709741602429496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=2174709741602429496' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/2174709741602429496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/2174709741602429496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2009/07/changes.html' title='Changes'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-6548238278878829019</id><published>2009-04-11T17:18:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T09:40:25.540-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Happy Easter</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Resurgence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;t's that time of year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;the weight and white of winter &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;has rolled away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Streams are free to flow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;There is a bright beginning to the day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Hearts and minds are moved to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;wonder and reflection.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Everywhere now, birth and rebirth:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;on branch and bough,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;miracles of resurrection!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;By R. H. Grenville&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Easter to everyone who celebrate it....Happy Spring to everyone else!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-6548238278878829019?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/6548238278878829019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=6548238278878829019' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/6548238278878829019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/6548238278878829019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-7006331607409572188</id><published>2009-04-04T14:30:00.012-04:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T15:38:32.474-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friend'/><title type='text'>A Second Chance</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Every single person deserves another chance in their own life…..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Che sia nel campo del lavoro, amicizie, famiglia o relazioni sentimentali.&lt;br /&gt;A volte le circostanze della vita portano a scegliere una strada invece di un’altra, cio` puo` risultare a non essere il percorso giusto. Ti guardi indietro, ti rendi conto dell’errore, nella tua dolce semplicita` e genuinita` cerchi la tua seconda opportunita` che tanto meriti e desideri.&lt;br /&gt;Di certo, tanti hanno avuto la loro seconda opportunita` o hanno avuto modo di offrirla a qualcuno. Magari, in tanti hanno avuto la loro vita trasformata o hanno raggiunto traguardi rilevanti nella loro carriera, grazie ad un’altra oppertunita` data / ricevuta.&lt;br /&gt;Allora perche` negarla?&lt;br /&gt;Purtroppo non ho una risposta a questa domanda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;My dearest L. as you said “It’s in God hands, He know better”&lt;br /&gt;Be certain that while the people’s arrogance may deny your second chance, God will never denies it.&lt;br /&gt;In faith you know that your future is secure, because it is not controlled by external circumstances or other individuals. God is your guiding force, and in harmony with Him each day you are preparing for your future.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/H4Y1NZAs7mU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H4Y1NZAs7mU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-7006331607409572188?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/7006331607409572188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=7006331607409572188' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/7006331607409572188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/7006331607409572188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2009/04/second-chance.html' title='A Second Chance'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-501501423728561371</id><published>2009-03-20T21:00:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-03-20T21:23:31.476-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Gala 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Once again the marvelous Cipriani 42nd hosted La Scuola annual benefit 2009, and this year marks the 32nd anniversary since La Scuola was founded in 1977.&lt;br /&gt;As every year I with my students made beautiful projects to be put on auction during the night.&lt;br /&gt;I have the three years old hand printed stepstools, the four and five years draw their portraits on apron. Very easy task and lots of fun! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/ScQ7X1T3HiI/AAAAAAAAANg/qxYqBMN2rDw/s1600-h/gala+projects+011.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315438740837441058" style="WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/ScQ7X1T3HiI/AAAAAAAAANg/qxYqBMN2rDw/s200/gala+projects+011.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/ScQ7pZYPvoI/AAAAAAAAANo/dY7cmQtGUvE/s1600-h/gala+projects+012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315439042577284738" style="WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 102px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/ScQ7pZYPvoI/AAAAAAAAANo/dY7cmQtGUvE/s200/gala+projects+012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/ScQ7-DsOPWI/AAAAAAAAANw/T1kUf2l8STs/s1600-h/gala+projects+004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315439397532745058" style="WIDTH: 172px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 99px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/ScQ7-DsOPWI/AAAAAAAAANw/T1kUf2l8STs/s200/gala+projects+004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Through the night while we were celebrating and honoring our special guests, those items became the center of a bidding war and even in this current economic difficulties, they were easily sold.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The best&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;table of the night! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/ScQ8lQ61kkI/AAAAAAAAAN4/JTr8ddPatn4/s1600-h/table+gala.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315440071098602050" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 133px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/ScQ8lQ61kkI/AAAAAAAAAN4/JTr8ddPatn4/s200/table+gala.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The best of La Scuola!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/ScQ9g9FC2UI/AAAAAAAAAOA/X1Su73GQUkQ/s1600-h/IMG_0280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315441096564857154" style="WIDTH: 183px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 128px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/ScQ9g9FC2UI/AAAAAAAAAOA/X1Su73GQUkQ/s200/IMG_0280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-501501423728561371?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/501501423728561371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=501501423728561371' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/501501423728561371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/501501423728561371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2009/03/gala-2009.html' title='Gala 2009'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/ScQ7X1T3HiI/AAAAAAAAANg/qxYqBMN2rDw/s72-c/gala+projects+011.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-5992248558757217283</id><published>2009-03-02T07:36:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2009-03-02T11:53:02.245-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow day'/><title type='text'>Snow day.. here I'm</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;What a nice way to start the week by staying at home today..&lt;br /&gt;Gli studenti de La Scuola hanno iniziato a festeggiare &lt;em&gt;the snow day&lt;/em&gt; gia` da ieri sera ancora prima che il nostro piano d’emergenza venisse messo in moto.&lt;br /&gt;It took just 30 minutes and few phones call to make all the students and teachers very happy for the extra day at home!&lt;br /&gt;Was at 6:00am when Bloomberg announced that the New York City public schools were closed due the snow! The first snow day in five years..&lt;br /&gt;La Scuola had a snow day in 2008, but we can use this one too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/SawOr_3K6JI/AAAAAAAAANY/0NoQyuL62C0/s1600-h/buch++e+snow+002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308634209802971282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/SawOr_3K6JI/AAAAAAAAANY/0NoQyuL62C0/s200/buch++e+snow+002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5308569593075498498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/SavT6zy0fgI/AAAAAAAAANQ/_TVOjl6GTLk/s200/001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-5992248558757217283?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/5992248558757217283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=5992248558757217283' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/5992248558757217283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/5992248558757217283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2009/03/snow-day-here-im.html' title='Snow day.. here I&apos;m'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/SawOr_3K6JI/AAAAAAAAANY/0NoQyuL62C0/s72-c/buch++e+snow+002.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-6139927144713736893</id><published>2009-02-20T19:33:00.023-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-20T20:18:33.691-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='house'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><title type='text'>Before and After Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;That is what is going on around my house in these days! Been destroy it!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Before.........................................................................After&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/SZ9NPaq1OxI/AAAAAAAAALo/kbdtWdjCZtg/s1600-h/piscina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305043813318081298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/SZ9NPaq1OxI/AAAAAAAAALo/kbdtWdjCZtg/s200/piscina.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305045095353424930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/SZ9OaCn4HCI/AAAAAAAAAL4/jZWevg6Tc4A/s200/halloweeno08+125.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Before.........................................................................After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/SZ9MSmFMR_I/AAAAAAAAALY/b5kYIY7KzWk/s1600-h/DSC00243.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305042768409413618" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/SZ9MSmFMR_I/AAAAAAAAALY/b5kYIY7KzWk/s200/DSC00243.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305051149031286706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/SZ9T6aVJp7I/AAAAAAAAAMo/nSQmBxGjaCA/s200/cento+001.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Before.........................................................................After&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/SZ9O9f2MNrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ERLNHESu-l8/s1600-h/IMG00072-20090220-1206.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305045704493512370" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/SZ9O9f2MNrI/AAAAAAAAAMA/ERLNHESu-l8/s200/IMG00072-20090220-1206.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5305046420400554178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/SZ9PnKzuwMI/AAAAAAAAAMY/sBJAqdlvmP0/s200/IMG00084-20090220-1452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-6139927144713736893?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/6139927144713736893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/6139927144713736893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2009/02/before-and-after-part-1.html' title='Before and After Part 1'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/SZ9NPaq1OxI/AAAAAAAAALo/kbdtWdjCZtg/s72-c/piscina.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-3075442955541012419</id><published>2009-02-03T13:02:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2009-02-03T13:15:54.612-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Italian bird blog: one year later</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;One year already passed I could not believe it; I feel is a big deal I made so far.&lt;br /&gt;The first post on I.B. blog was on February 14 2008.&lt;br /&gt;The blog started one year ago thanks Spartacus’ help. He gets me involved in the blog world and encourages me all the way. Without him I.B. would not exists. (On the encouragement part I have to give also some credits to Jack or he will make my life miserable on the 6:17 train).&lt;br /&gt;A year later I end up with some virtual friends, I would like to knowledge, our dearest Dcup, now Lisa from That’s Why. Thanks for being around and dealing with my Italian and bad English. &lt;em&gt;You are the best&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;I also enjoying following:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Fran I am, I feel close to her I share her faith and optimism about life! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Lemon Gloria, I love her, I love her stories, her pregnancy…&lt;br /&gt;it’s the most beautiful experience for a women and &lt;em&gt;you look great&lt;/em&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;My Saturday Evening Post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Wyld's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Revgal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I do apologize I still don’t know how to put links. But I promise I will learn by next year.&lt;br /&gt;I also don’t know which one I should be using for this blog occasion Anniversary or birthday.&lt;br /&gt;For now I just say: HAPPY ANNIVERSARY I. B. blog and I have you guys let me know which one is appropriate… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-3075442955541012419?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/3075442955541012419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=3075442955541012419' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/3075442955541012419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/3075442955541012419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2009/02/italian-bird-blog-one-year-later.html' title='Italian bird blog: one year later'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-3613125684664238892</id><published>2009-01-24T16:13:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T16:49:36.841-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='prayer'/><title type='text'>Serenity Prayer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Because anyone can use some extra serenity…&lt;br /&gt;Some people probably heard of the Serenety Prayer, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;which was made famous by Reinhold Niebuhr. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The first third of the prayer is often quoted and written on posters. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Following is the entire prayer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;The Serenity Prayer&lt;br /&gt;God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;courage to change the things I can;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and wisdom to know the difference.&lt;br /&gt;Living one day at a time; Enjoying one moment at a time; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Taking, as He did, this sinful world as it is, not as I would have it; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Trusting that He will make all things right if I surrender to His Will;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;That I may be reasonably happy in this life &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;and supremely happy with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Him Forever in the next. Amen.&lt;br /&gt;--Reinhold Niebuhr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Dammi la serenita`&lt;br /&gt;O Dio,dammi la serenità di accettare le cose che non posso cambiare;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;il coraggio di cambiare le cose che posso cambiare;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;a saggezza per distinguerle une dalle altre. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Concedimi di vivere un giorno alla volta,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;assaporare un momento per volta,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;accettare le prove come un sentiero verso la pace;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;prendere, come Egli ha fatto, questo mondo di peccato così come è, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;e non come io lo vorrei;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;c&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;redere che Egli opererà tutto bene &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;se io mi arrenderò alla Sua volontà.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Fa’ che io possa essere abbastanza felice in questa vita &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;e sommamente felice in quella eterna, con Lui per sempre. Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-3613125684664238892?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/3613125684664238892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=3613125684664238892' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/3613125684664238892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/3613125684664238892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2009/01/serenity-prayer.html' title='Serenity Prayer'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-619400833647815574</id><published>2009-01-16T19:59:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-19T16:03:52.844-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><title type='text'>Miracolo sull'Hudson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Un Airbus della Us Airways, appena decollato dall'aeroporto LaGuardia, ha effettuato un atterraggio di emergenza sul fiume Hudson che costeggia Manhattan, senza fare vittime. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;L 'aereo sarebbe stato investito da uno o più stormi di uccelli, che, probabilmente, hanno bloccato ambedue i motori. A bordo c'erano 150 passeggeri, due piloti e tre membri dell'equipaggio. Con grande abilità, il pilota è riuscito a posarsi in maniera morbida sul fiume che separa Manhattan dal New Jersey, nei pressi della 48.ma strada fino ad arrivare all'altezza della 23.ma. L’aereo non è affondato ma ha galleggiato sulle acque gelide, lasciando il tempo ai numerosi traghetti di prendere i passeggeri per portarli in salvo. Agli elogi e complimenti del meraviglioso lavoro del pilota aggiungiamo i ringraziamenti al nostro Signore misericordioso che in questo terribile incidente tutti i passeggieri sono venuti fuori sani e salvi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"From His fullness we have all received, grace upon grace" John 1:16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gvjtx9Qstgo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Gvjtx9Qstgo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-619400833647815574?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/619400833647815574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=619400833647815574' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/619400833647815574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/619400833647815574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2009/01/miracolo-sullhudson.html' title='Miracolo sull&apos;Hudson'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-6769885849673561015</id><published>2008-12-28T15:00:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-01-03T17:56:03.820-05:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year Resolution</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;At this time of the year, crazy S and I sit and we make our list of thing to do in the New Year.  We look over the previous year list and ask did we accomplish everything? Well in 2008 C.S. looks like he did a great job…. He skipped a couple of thing that I added to his list. He refuses to do any of my additions, because he claims there my resolutions for him not his.  On my list except for trip to Italy during the summer-time, everything else will be moved to the 2009 list, and after all the storms that has been going through in my house in the last six months I decided that &lt;em&gt;Peacemaker&lt;/em&gt; will be my&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;real resolution for the 2009 year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I will keep  you post on successes and failures…  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;To all: Best Wishes for a Happy and Healthy 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-6769885849673561015?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/6769885849673561015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=6769885849673561015' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/6769885849673561015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/6769885849673561015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-year-resolution.html' title='New Year Resolution'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-174918972592412763</id><published>2008-12-20T08:17:00.009-05:00</published><updated>2008-12-20T16:54:20.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Welcome to New York</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ieri pomeriggio mentre ero a scuola, per un momento pensavo che stessi sognando scendendo giu` dal terzo piano in fondo le scale c’era una bellissima sorpresa ad aspettarmi, i miei carissimi amici Dario e Rosalba. Che gioia e` stato vederli non potevo iniziare le mie vacanze natalizie meglio. Infatti ieri e` stato l’ultimo giorno di scuola, D. e R. sono arrivati questa settimana dalla Sicilia per trascorrere pochi giorni a New York. Ieri tra l’altro e` venuta giu` la prima neve di questa stagione percio` a parte goderci la neve non e` stato possibile fare tanto o andare troppo in giro, comunque e` stato un bel pomeriggio insieme e con tristezza ad un certo punto ci siamo dovuti salutare.&lt;br /&gt;In cambio sono in vacanza per le prossime due settimane con tanta gioia …….e ci sara` tanto da divertirsi….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAY TO ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/SU1oRV8fu_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/UfwcYRZahkM/s1600-h/DSC02040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5281992585133407218" style="WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/SU1oRV8fu_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/UfwcYRZahkM/s200/DSC02040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-174918972592412763?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/174918972592412763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=174918972592412763' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/174918972592412763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/174918972592412763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2008/12/welcome-to-new-york.html' title='Welcome to New York'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/SU1oRV8fu_I/AAAAAAAAAIg/UfwcYRZahkM/s72-c/DSC02040.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-7590427127878981874</id><published>2008-11-27T12:40:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T12:52:16.361-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Thanksgiving Day 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today is Thanksgiving, and as per tradition we should contemplate what we are thankful for. My husband and I came up with a list ….I need his help as my brain was frying and smoke was came out from my ears!!&lt;br /&gt;So here it goes:&lt;br /&gt;1. We are thankful to God for giving us the strength each day!&lt;br /&gt;2. We are thankful for having each other!&lt;br /&gt;3. We are thankful for our work!&lt;br /&gt;4. We are thankful for our family (and I had to include my m in L. Whatever….)&lt;br /&gt;5. We are thankful for our friends including the 6:17 to Penn friends, as I go and come from work!&lt;br /&gt;6. I ‘m thankful for……….macy’s…………just kidding…………no I’m serious!&lt;br /&gt;7. We are just thankful!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“HAVE A WONDERFUL TURKEY DAY”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-7590427127878981874?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/7590427127878981874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=7590427127878981874' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/7590427127878981874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/7590427127878981874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2008/11/thanksgiving-day-2008.html' title='Thanksgiving Day 2008'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-5877939185825362101</id><published>2008-10-14T19:16:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T16:11:16.851-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='event'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fun'/><title type='text'>Columbus Day Parade</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Per la prima volta ho parteciapato alla Columbus Day parade. Essere partecipe in questa 64th annual Columbus Day parade insieme agli studenti de La Scuola D’Italia “G. Marconi” e` stato molto eccitante. Con tanto orgoglio sventolando le bandiere tricolore abbiamo sfilato lungo la quinta avenue, da 44th a 79th street. Siamo partiti a mezzogiorno e si e` conclusa verso le 2:30. Ha coinvolto oltre 35 mila partecipanti, oltre 100 bande, carri e gruppi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Con gioia La Scuola D'Italia si e` ritrovata sul New York time&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/10/14/nyregion/14nyc.html?_r=1&amp;amp;scp=1&amp;amp;sq=la%20scuola%20d" st="'cse&amp;amp;oref="&gt;http://www.nytimes.com/2008/10/14/nyregion/14nyc.html?_r=1&amp;amp;scp=1&amp;amp;sq=la%20scuola%20d&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-5877939185825362101?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/5877939185825362101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=5877939185825362101' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/5877939185825362101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/5877939185825362101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2008/10/columbus-day-parade.html' title='Columbus Day Parade'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-2033420864936883266</id><published>2008-08-24T15:47:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T16:11:49.512-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><title type='text'>Solo Pensieri</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Da quando ho deciso di scrivere in lingua italiana tenere aggiornato questo diario virtuale e` diventato molto piu` facile, cosi` anche esprimere le mie emozioni.&lt;br /&gt;Ci sono momenti in cui realizzo quanto carente e` il mio inglese. Molte volte durante conversazioni, nel tradurre i miei pensieri dall’italiano all’inglese perdo completamente il significato di cio` che intendo esprimere, cosi` come e` successo oggi, nel cercare di tirare su moralmente un’amica, nonostante le mie buone intenzioni, ho finito per confonderla di piu`. Cio` mi ha lasciato un terribile vuoto dentro. Mi rianimo sapendo che ho quest’angolo dove mi posso rifuggiare e liberarmi di quel peso che poi turba il mio cuore....&lt;br /&gt;...Sto ritornando al mio lavoro una settimana prima del previsto. Si conclude cosi` con piu` tempeste che serenita` un’altra estate. In compenso mi sento pronta ad affrontare con tranquillita` le sfide che man mano si possono presentare durante l’anno accademico. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Non vedo l'ora di rivedere i miei piccoli studenti, le mie colleghe e i miei amici....dopo due lunghissimi mesi....&lt;br /&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/285344000708724765-2033420864936883266?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/2033420864936883266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=2033420864936883266' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/2033420864936883266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/2033420864936883266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2008/08/solo-pensieri.html' title='Solo Pensieri'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-7596340733269955695</id><published>2008-08-15T19:18:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T21:16:38.934-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><title type='text'>Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Ieri e` stato tremendo. Una bella giornata estiva, ventosa e luminosa si e` trasformata in un diluvio, il cielo si e` oscurato improvvisamente e in pochi minuti pioggia, vento e grandine a non finire. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Anche oggi prevedeva tempesta tutto il giorno invece la tempesta di oggi e` stata interiore, una di quelle che ogni tanto prende dentro e ci mette di cattivo umore. Nonostante cerchiamo di non farci ferire dalle cose inutili e dare il giusto valore anche alle situazioni negative, c’e` sempre nella vita di tutti quella tempesta, quelle difficolta` che appaiono insormondabili.&lt;br /&gt;Questa mia tempesta e` semplicemente la stanchezza emotiva di sentirsi l’anima attaccata dentro, la continua tentazione che fa perdere il controllo di se` stessi, nonostante vuoi mantenerti positiva, allegra.&lt;br /&gt;Purtroppo lamentarsi e` inutile e non risolve niente...&lt;br /&gt;Allora una bella passeggiata pomeridiana e` necessaria, per rinfrescarsi le idee, “to cool down” , rimettersi di buon umore con l’ottimismo di sempre... E cosi` si ritorna a vivere... con gioia...&lt;br /&gt;....fino alla prossima... tempesta...&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/285344000708724765-7596340733269955695?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/7596340733269955695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=7596340733269955695' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/7596340733269955695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/7596340733269955695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2008/08/storm.html' title='Storm'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-7595240673199236208</id><published>2008-07-29T15:02:00.018-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T19:32:49.213-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><title type='text'>Due settimane in Sicilia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Qualche mese fa decisi di smettere blogging.&lt;br /&gt;Oggi sento la necessita` di condividere i miei pensieri e le mie emozioni su quei pochi giorni trascorsi a Castrofilippo. Desidero farlo nel mio blog e in lingua italiana, per tutti i miei carissimi amici la` in paese......Mi mancate, mi mancate tantissimo. So che ci siamo visti solo per poco, ma la gioia nel ritrovarvi e` stata grande.&lt;br /&gt;All’inizio di questa breve vacanza mi ero ripromessa di evitare confronti e le solite discussioni poco paicevoli, che sempre si sono create con i miei durante le mie visite. Sono molto orgogliosa di me stessa, sono riuscita a completare le due settimane senza neanche una discussione con pa` e senza aver fatto innervosire ma`, spero neache una volta. Lasciatemolo dire non e` stato facile....&lt;br /&gt;Dieci giorni sono volati via semplicemente a casa godendomi ogni secondo i piccoli &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Joseph &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia;font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/SI9zafJQHhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/PDDcGqjhOOo/s1600-h/DSC00831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228524591274532370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/SI9zafJQHhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/PDDcGqjhOOo/s200/DSC00831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Victoria&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228526070287818098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/SI90wk5f3XI/AAAAAAAAAEs/nsfgQO7_uoA/s200/DSC00914.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;double trouble&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/SI94zoCJjaI/AAAAAAAAAE0/2hRV-AojZ2o/s1600-h/DSC00988.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228530520715529634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/SI94zoCJjaI/AAAAAAAAAE0/2hRV-AojZ2o/s200/DSC00988.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;(9:00am -10:00pm) di seguito un paio d’ore di lettura, tra le punture di zanzare, sui gradini all’ingresso di casa. Leggere e` la mia passione, mi aiuta a rilassarmi e ricaricarmi dell’energia necessaria to keep my mouth shut.&lt;br /&gt;Rientro adesso con emozioni diverse dagli anni passati, ancora sto cercando i motivi.&lt;br /&gt;...forse perche` e` stata l’estate in paese dopo 8 anni, i ricordi e la nostalgia dell’estate castrofilippese hanno preso il sopravvento....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;il nostro meraviglioso mare, non mi ero resa conto &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;quanto mi mancasse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228514562471928114" style="CURSOR: hand" height="119" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/SI9qSu8YoTI/AAAAAAAAAEc/UKBA9yiLAHk/s200/DSC01142.JPG" width="172" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/SI9-1kLekgI/AAAAAAAAAE8/sHAioo0lBRI/s1600-h/DSC01141.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228537151110418946" style="CURSOR: hand" height="109" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/SI9-1kLekgI/AAAAAAAAAE8/sHAioo0lBRI/s200/DSC01141.JPG" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;...oppure perche` e` stato duro salutare i piccoli&lt;br /&gt;...o forse perche` avrei desiderato almeno un’altra settimana da trascorrere con i miei amici.&lt;br /&gt;Mi rento conto che sto scrivendo guidata dalle emozioni e percio` meglio smettere adesso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Per concludere... a G. O. e sorella grazie per aver organizzato il pomeriggio in campagna, anche io pensavo e desideravo avere piu` tempo da trascorrere con voi. Siete sempre nel mio cuore. La foto ricordo arrivera` via email come promesso.&lt;br /&gt;D. &amp;amp; R. mi e` dispiacito non essere stata presente al vostro matrimonio, ma grazie per aver condiviso le bellissime foto.&lt;br /&gt;I. desideravo sapere piu` di te. Cosa fai di bello un anno dopo la laurea?&lt;br /&gt;C. B. ho trovato il tuo blog a presto.... &lt;a href="http://rollsappletree.altervista.org/"&gt;http://rollsappletree.altervista.org/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;M.A. e sorella siete sulla perfetta strada continuate con serenita` il vostro cammino.&lt;br /&gt;M.R. spero che ti dai una calmata, la vita va vissuta con gioia e serenita` sei ancora troppo giovane. Comunque, grazie per la serata era da tempo che non ridevo cosi` tanto...&lt;br /&gt;Non so quando potro` rivedervi di nuovo fin a quel momento un abbraccio a tutti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-7595240673199236208?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/7595240673199236208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=7595240673199236208' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/7595240673199236208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/7595240673199236208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2008/07/due-settimane-in-sicilia.html' title='Due settimane in Sicilia'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/SI9zafJQHhI/AAAAAAAAAEk/PDDcGqjhOOo/s72-c/DSC00831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-5094805283278477521</id><published>2008-04-27T19:07:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-27T19:19:36.319-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tax'/><title type='text'>Land of the free...Home of the.... taxed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Weeks have passed by very fast and a lot things have happens, and just to make crazy S crazier’ here I’m with a post.&lt;br /&gt;What the hell happened while I was gone and what hasn’t changed?&lt;br /&gt;1)      I been audited by the state&lt;br /&gt;2)      I had the pleasure to meet a wonderful blog friend.&lt;br /&gt;3)      I’m catching up with school projects.&lt;br /&gt;4)      I spent one weekend on children’s conference.&lt;br /&gt;5)      I’m still dealing with crowded house.&lt;br /&gt;6)      Still take me hours and hours to write a stupid post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Back to number 1. “Audited by the State”&lt;br /&gt;        I have been a guest of this country for the past eleven years, and I have filed tax returns in these years,  I have never heard of being audited: until the beginning of April when we received a notification that New York State has selected my state income tax for review. How lucky we are, I’m very excited. What a great thing.  I’m learning something else about this country!!!!!!!! Sorry….. Lovely and wonderful country.&lt;br /&gt;       Like I have the time to go looking over one year of bills, receipts, canceled checks and medical bills, etc., etc., to prove all the information corresponds to my claimed deductions.  I have to prove to the government of the state of New York who freely takes my hard earned money that I deserve or am entitled to some of my own money back.&lt;br /&gt;So let make our Governor happy and start gathering all the information that he needs, make copies, draw yellow lines and justify my money……very hard earned money to be returned to me.   I figure the state should double everyone’s return after all our governor spent money banging prostitutes. That is Ok he can do everything he wants with his money.&lt;br /&gt;       Anyway, all bills and receipts are ready, all copies are done, I called my accountant but tax season is over it was “last day the office is open sorry for the inconvenience” sorry… my ass no…better my husband’s ass it’s bigger!  After all is said and done we have more receipts and deductions we didn’t include…so here you go…..pay me….and see you back next year! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-5094805283278477521?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/5094805283278477521/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=5094805283278477521' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/5094805283278477521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/5094805283278477521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2008/04/land-of-freehome-of-taxed.html' title='Land of the free...Home of the.... taxed'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-7990799526095714590</id><published>2008-04-15T07:47:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T08:05:23.109-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Sorry... for been away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I will be back soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Until then enjoy the Byrds!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aNopQq5lWqQ&amp;amp;hl=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;why this song?.....Just because!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-7990799526095714590?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/7990799526095714590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=7990799526095714590' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/7990799526095714590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/7990799526095714590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2008/04/be-back.html' title='Time'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-7874617748027130001</id><published>2008-03-26T15:21:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-26T20:26:19.284-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><title type='text'>Double Trouble part two</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Baby Joseph and baby Victoria are doing great. I did not meet them yet but I was told that they are very good babies. They eat well and sleep well. They are very good during the night. Yet no complains from mom and dad about lack of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Of course I never find grandma at her house; every excuse is good for her to be over there.&lt;br /&gt;Finally after 20 days of waiting I received the first baby pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Here's photos of the babies’ birth day and the following day! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R-qjAGyrLBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/twI4PaVoiqg/s1600-h/HPIM0948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182133543461661714" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R-qjAGyrLBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/twI4PaVoiqg/s200/HPIM0948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R-qiqmyrLAI/AAAAAAAAAD0/iD5S24T-j4s/s1600-h/HPIM0945.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182133174094474242" style="WIDTH: 188px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 149px" height="151" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R-qiqmyrLAI/AAAAAAAAAD0/iD5S24T-j4s/s200/HPIM0945.JPG" width="201" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R-qjf2yrLCI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Dj1_qgDTMe0/s1600-h/DSC00014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182134088922508322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R-qjf2yrLCI/AAAAAAAAAEE/Dj1_qgDTMe0/s200/DSC00014.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R-roq2yrLDI/AAAAAAAAAEM/wzN_wwZXGMo/s1600-h/DSC00009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182210144203385906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R-roq2yrLDI/AAAAAAAAAEM/wzN_wwZXGMo/s200/DSC00009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R-rpMGyrLEI/AAAAAAAAAEU/bE4xR0vh0uw/s1600-h/HPIM0987.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182210715434036290" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R-rpMGyrLEI/AAAAAAAAAEU/bE4xR0vh0uw/s200/HPIM0987.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-7874617748027130001?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/7874617748027130001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=7874617748027130001' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/7874617748027130001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/7874617748027130001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2008/03/double-trouble-part-two.html' title='Double Trouble part two'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R-qjAGyrLBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/twI4PaVoiqg/s72-c/HPIM0948.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-7794932343872335310</id><published>2008-03-24T23:00:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T19:35:13.359-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bklyn'/><title type='text'>Good Bye Brooklyn part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;The closing happened and it now was time for the move.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't me moving but mother in law, and it was the worst of the worst of headaches you can imagine.&lt;br /&gt;Everything was a treasure and everything needed to be packed….. Yeah, sure, you bury treasure not pack it!&lt;br /&gt;Of course all of it is in storage… Yeah, of course waiting to be buried in a land fill is Staten Island somewhere. Paying rent for stuff that the salvation army would reject or third world countries would send back with a donation to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it's over and mission accomplished......NO MORE BROOKLYN.....Yes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R-mSJmyrK_I/AAAAAAAAADs/x2yjDEdC_SM/s1600-h/DSC00108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181833539996036082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R-mSJmyrK_I/AAAAAAAAADs/x2yjDEdC_SM/s200/DSC00108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R-mRcGyrK-I/AAAAAAAAADk/eHP0BFUpj5w/s1600-h/DSC00105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181832758311988194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R-mRcGyrK-I/AAAAAAAAADk/eHP0BFUpj5w/s200/DSC00105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-7794932343872335310?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/7794932343872335310/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=7794932343872335310' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/7794932343872335310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/7794932343872335310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-bye-brooklyn-part-2.html' title='Good Bye Brooklyn part 2'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R-mSJmyrK_I/AAAAAAAAADs/x2yjDEdC_SM/s72-c/DSC00108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-731806899250441655</id><published>2008-03-21T21:40:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T19:35:52.375-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='moving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bklyn'/><title type='text'>Good Bye Brooklyn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Good bye tenants, good bye bounced checks, good bye driving every week to Brooklyn, good bye all the headaches.&lt;br /&gt;After two years on the market and 9 months under contract and in a very bad real estate market IT’S SOLD… at the asking price. Today was the closing and it went pretty well.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you God. Perseverance pays off.&lt;br /&gt;At the end it took one day to pack 40 years of my mother in law's memories, having my house crowded and full of boxes and s….&lt;br /&gt;That’s how my spring break started. How it is going to end, I will leave for everyone’s imagination.&lt;br /&gt;For now Happy Easter to all who celebrate it, and Happy Spring to everyone else.&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/285344000708724765-731806899250441655?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/731806899250441655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=731806899250441655' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/731806899250441655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/731806899250441655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2008/03/good-bye-brooklyn.html' title='Good Bye Brooklyn'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-3053930433160097394</id><published>2008-03-13T19:48:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T19:39:06.154-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>My second tag "BooK Meme"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Few days ago I was tag by CDP to do the Book Meme. I love books and reading so I was very glad to do it. My selection random ended up to be an Italian book; and because it’s not fair for my English readers, I also picked up “The Pillars of the Earth” by Ken Follett a book that I’m reading at this time.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rules for this meme:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;1. Pick up the nearest book (of at least 123 pages).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;2. Open the book to page 123.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;3. Find the fifth sentence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;4. Post the next three sentences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;5. Tag five people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I did both books and you can try to figure out what the Italian one means. Go to: babelfish.altavista.com &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;to find the translation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;“La Gita a Tindari” by Andrea Camilleri &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Page 123, 5th sentence:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;...si allenavano per quando sarebbero diventati grandi.&lt;br /&gt;Next 3: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;..o forse non c’era manco bisogno che crescevano proprio il giorno avanti, a fela, era stato arrestato quello che I giornali avevano definito un “baby-killer” appena appena undicino. Uno di quelli che si erano messi a parlare (Montalbano non se la sentiva di chiamarli pentiti e tanto meno collaboratori di gistizia) aveva rivelato che esisteva una specie di scola pubblica dove s’insegnava ai picciliddri a sparare e ad ammazzare. I pronipoti di don Balduccio quella scola non avrebbero avuto motivo di frequentarla. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pillars Of the Earth&lt;br /&gt;Page 123, 5th sentence:&lt;br /&gt;So it’s just a traveling knight or a tinker servant, nor the villagers.&lt;br /&gt;Next 3:&lt;br /&gt;…Then on holy day, when people come from all every over the country to hear the services in the cathedral, we gather farthings galore. It seems to me we might man the bridge on holy days only, and give you a fire out of the proceeds” said Philip. Paul looked anxious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m tagging who ever will be my next new 5 blogger friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Video based on a book of Andrea Camilleri. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W1m9uo61PGg&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W1m9uo61PGg&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-3053930433160097394?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/3053930433160097394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=3053930433160097394' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/3053930433160097394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/3053930433160097394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-second-tag-book-meme.html' title='My second tag &quot;BooK Meme&quot;'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-2354630305985860125</id><published>2008-03-10T08:10:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T19:38:29.006-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>My first tag</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R9ST8MwbZ7I/AAAAAAAAADI/dhzXdJCt_HY/s1600-h/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175924534181324722" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R9ST8MwbZ7I/AAAAAAAAADI/dhzXdJCt_HY/s200/images.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I was tagged by Politits to do a minimalist memoir. A stripped down tale of this life in six words. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;So here it goes.&lt;br /&gt;The rules are:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;1. Write your own six word memoir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;2. Post it on your blog and include a visual illustration if you’d like.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;3. Link to the person that tagged you in your post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;4. Tag five more blogs with links.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;5. And don’t forget to leave a comment on the tagged blogs with an invitation to play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t have much traffic on my blog but I enjoy reading:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;FranIam, LemonGloria, Morning Martini, Aunt Dahlia, Wyld’s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What does this mean: You have been tagged:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My memoir in six words:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Molding and shaping clay into art.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-2354630305985860125?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/2354630305985860125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=2354630305985860125' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/2354630305985860125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/2354630305985860125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2008/03/my-first-tag.html' title='My first tag'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R9ST8MwbZ7I/AAAAAAAAADI/dhzXdJCt_HY/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-7588830946866722338</id><published>2008-03-04T11:54:00.007-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T19:33:41.964-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='babies'/><title type='text'>DOUBLE TROUBLE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;God has blessed our family with&lt;br /&gt;a baby boy Joseph weight 2,3Kg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and a baby girl Victoria weight 2,4Kg.&lt;br /&gt;Who were born in Agrigento (Sicily)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;today March 4th, 2008 at 9:00am local time.&lt;br /&gt;Both babies are doing well&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;and we are praying for mom’s recovery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Proud Aunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;PS: Photos coming soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-7588830946866722338?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/7588830946866722338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=7588830946866722338' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/7588830946866722338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/7588830946866722338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2008/03/double-trouble.html' title='DOUBLE TROUBLE'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-7630450941329547951</id><published>2008-02-22T11:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T15:57:45.811-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='snow day'/><title type='text'>Snow Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R77ojfCNi3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/7--4lKd8Db8/s1600-h/DSC00007.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169825118591748978" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R77ojfCNi3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/7--4lKd8Db8/s200/DSC00007.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;It is 5:30am; I was almost ready to walk out to go to the station, when my phone rang!&lt;br /&gt;My Principal: “We decided to close the school today”&lt;br /&gt;The emergency plan is on, one hour later and after lots of phone calls, everyone is happily informed about the news.&lt;br /&gt;(We will find out tomorrow that someone was left out and showed up in front the school)&lt;br /&gt;I don’t like the cold and never will get use to NYC winter, bu&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R77sifCNi5I/AAAAAAAAACE/YUCXvRTIdcA/s1600-h/DSC00006.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169829499458390930" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R77sifCNi5I/AAAAAAAAACE/YUCXvRTIdcA/s200/DSC00006.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t today the outside view is incredibly beautiful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;It is 8:00am. What I do with the rest of the day? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;ENJOY IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R77xufCNi-I/AAAAAAAAACs/xGM-MWgGbdk/s1600-h/DSC00029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169835203174960098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R77xufCNi-I/AAAAAAAAACs/xGM-MWgGbdk/s200/DSC00029.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R77yAvCNi_I/AAAAAAAAAC0/l_4Upd3mQQA/s1600-h/DSC00017.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169835516707572722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R77yAvCNi_I/AAAAAAAAAC0/l_4Upd3mQQA/s200/DSC00017.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R77yl_CNjAI/AAAAAAAAAC8/YuPemnGussg/s1600-h/DSC00030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169836156657699842" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R77yl_CNjAI/AAAAAAAAAC8/YuPemnGussg/s200/DSC00030.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-7630450941329547951?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/7630450941329547951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=7630450941329547951' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/7630450941329547951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/7630450941329547951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2008/02/snow-day.html' title='Snow Day'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R77ojfCNi3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/7--4lKd8Db8/s72-c/DSC00007.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-913150967506238093</id><published>2008-02-22T08:30:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-22T15:58:47.735-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry is Holiday......</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;...Please call back tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(this is story, happened to Derelict #2.) myspace.com/paramedic7870&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For someone, like D#2, who is works in the healthcare system, there are no weekends or holidays. Unfortunately heart’s attacks, broken bones, accidents, or illness don’t follow calendar events or specific office hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During last weekend D.#2 had a medical emergency on a Saturday. He needed to contact his health insurance Co. for verification of status. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;"Our office is presently closed please call back during business hours Monday through Friday from 9:00am to 5:00pm", the recording said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Monday come, again D#2 is on his phone again. “Sorry, due President’s Day our office are now closed please call back tomorrow!” the recording now said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dearest D.#2 why are you so surprise? What were you thinking! Why should a live person be behind a desk answering your question on a weekend or President Day? Are you special?&lt;br /&gt;IT'S A HOLIDAY, DOESN’T THE PUBLIC KNOW THAT NO ONE ALLOWED TO GET SICK ON THOSE DAYS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few hours of *#@!! And tantrums from D.#2 we started laughing about the situation which brought back memories of a few years ago. Myself and D#2 were visiting family in Europe which live in a very small town, population 3,000 including chickens and pigs. One Saturday night, D#2’s next door neighbor ran to him, the sweet elderly woman who lives around the corner had an accident. She fell down and needed medical attention. The closest hospital is Kilometers away, the only doctor available in town went in his farm to take care his tomatoes' plants and the remaining population of chickens and pigs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sweet elderly woman had broken her arm. D#2 using his skills took care of her, made a splint from a grape vineyard branch, put on bandages made from pillow cases and drove 45 minutes to the nearest emergency room to have her X-ray’s done and her arm put in a cast! Upon arrival the were met at the triage by the Dr. who agreed that the arm was broken but, said come back Monday so we can do the X-ray and cast her arm. MONDAY it was Saturday night, why Monday? Sorry there are no radiologist available to do X-ray on Saturday night and Sunday, and the specialist that casts is not available on weekends (probably taking care of his chickens and pigs).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;You have come back on Monday (if is not a Holiday)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing new! Different country same ………..&lt;br /&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/285344000708724765-913150967506238093?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/913150967506238093/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=913150967506238093' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/913150967506238093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/913150967506238093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2008/02/sorry-is-holiday.html' title='Sorry is Holiday......'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-5351602670920021643</id><published>2008-02-18T13:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T15:10:22.075-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuscany's Sky / Cieli di Toscana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R7mTNfCNiwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/UTxKcqOGltU/s1600-h/Picture+111.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168323907262712578" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R7mTNfCNiwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/UTxKcqOGltU/s200/Picture+111.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt; was listening one of my favorite singer Andrea Bocelli his album “Cieli di Toscana.”&lt;br /&gt;That bring back a lot of memories. So here I’m thinking about Tuscany one of my favorite italian region, and the beauty of Florence the capitol, one of my favorite city, that lies on the Arno River. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;I was there two years ago for a week, and I’m planning to go back, not enough time to enjoyed what the region have to offer, and if there is a charm land of art, food, wine this is Tuscany.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;I stayed in Florence at the “Garibaldi Hotel” felt warmly welcome by the people I met, as much as in Sicily with my family.&lt;br /&gt;If you are into art, the city is a breath taker, Florence keeps an exceptional artistic heritage which is a marvelous evidence of its aged culture. Great monuments are the landmarks Florentine artistic culture: the Baptistery with its mosaics; the Cathedral with its sculptures, the medieval churches with bands of frescoes; public as well as private palaces: Palazzo Vecchio, Palazzo Pitti, Palazzo Medici Riccardi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R7mVSvCNiyI/AAAAAAAAABM/0jWg3unGWyw/s1600-h/Picture+117.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168326196480281378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R7mVSvCNiyI/AAAAAAAAABM/0jWg3unGWyw/s200/Picture+117.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R7mUfvCNixI/AAAAAAAAABE/Mk9HBKJxrxU/s1600-h/Picture+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168325320306952978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R7mUfvCNixI/AAAAAAAAABE/Mk9HBKJxrxU/s200/Picture+099.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R7mYNPCNi0I/AAAAAAAAABc/vvSCub96s0g/s1600-h/Picture+134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168329400525884226" style="WIDTH: 235px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 195px" height="148" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R7mYNPCNi0I/AAAAAAAAABc/vvSCub96s0g/s200/Picture+134.jpg" width="194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Every night I tried different restaurants, my refined palate was overwhelming by the food and the good wine. This region is the home of Chianti .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tuscan food is simple and abundant with local produce, mellow cheeses and grilled meats. white beans cooked with sage and olive oil. Beef Steak Florentine, cover the table of a typical Tuscan meal.&lt;br /&gt;The Chianti area, between Florence and Siena, is one of the most beautiful countryside in Italy and a famous wine production area, without a doubt the most well known of all Italian wines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;If you plain a trip in Italy stop by Florence, you will not be disappointed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168332939578936162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R7mbbPCNi2I/AAAAAAAAABs/eRKwG747pgc/s200/Picture+158.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Andrea Bocelli &amp;amp; Helena Hellwing L'Abitudine from "Cieli Di Toscana" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jyVKgh6UDu0&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-5351602670920021643?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/5351602670920021643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=5351602670920021643' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/5351602670920021643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/5351602670920021643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2008/02/tuscanys-sky-cieli-di-toscana_18.html' title='Tuscany&apos;s Sky / Cieli di Toscana'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_bgE0ygQ7Bmk/R7mTNfCNiwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/UTxKcqOGltU/s72-c/Picture+111.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-7730301547179154646</id><published>2008-02-16T00:33:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T19:37:01.861-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='feeling'/><title type='text'>Disaster Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Tonight was a Disaster. Last Evening was a Disaster. My Home is a disaaaaster.That ‘s what, one of my 3 year old students, this morning was yelling, holding both his hands on his forehead as he walked in. Well, IT'S A DISAAAASTER… Now I’m holding both hands on my forehead yelling "Oh what a disaster. " What is a disaster?! When there are good stories to write about it and take a lot of time just to find the right grammar and verbs, adjectives, adverbs. Yeah! IT'S HURT. Being up all night would not be a good idea. C'e` sempre una alternativa e una soluzione a tutto. Per adesso, usando al meglio cio` che si sa e in pochi minuti tutto fatto. In seguito si vedra`......forse! In fondo la vita ci puo` sorprendere in cio` che si fa e dove non si immaggina si puo` incontrare quello che si sta cercando. Sicuramente in futuro avro` modo di raccontare e condividere piu` storie. Evidentemente questa non e` la serata adatta. Non male come inizio. Tra l'altro ho annunciato e anticipato la mia pazzia!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xVxhAA6n1pw&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-7730301547179154646?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/7730301547179154646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=7730301547179154646' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/7730301547179154646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/7730301547179154646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2008/02/disaster-night_15.html' title='Disaster Night'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-285344000708724765.post-6112075638717076407</id><published>2008-02-14T13:30:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2008-08-15T19:40:14.834-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='V.day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='holiday'/><title type='text'>Give and Receive</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Give and receive love openly. It's should not take much to show someone that we care. Half day and already a full collection of cards, candy heart, chocolate and flowers filling up the bag. On daily basis a simple smile or an act of kindness should do the work, and bring a hint of sweetness to someone's day. It's great warm up both, who give and who receive when it's done with love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Should be Valentine's Day every day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lUNxq3lCozU&amp;amp;rel=" width="425" height="355" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/285344000708724765-6112075638717076407?l=macitalianbird.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/feeds/6112075638717076407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=285344000708724765&amp;postID=6112075638717076407' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/6112075638717076407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/285344000708724765/posts/default/6112075638717076407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://macitalianbird.blogspot.com/2008/02/give-and-receive.html' title='Give and Receive'/><author><name>Italian Bird</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05408297237561726374</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BxP4y8kbMUk/TkZnNkOBiTI/AAAAAAAAAQk/iK34OXu6i_8/s220/rondine.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
