Saturday, April 30, 2011
Friday, April 29, 2011
Yellow Discharge 2 Dpo
Well, the truth I have not very clear how to make them aware of the outcome and my conclusions about the discussion on abuses in the Liturgy of facebook.
The facts are: the manager, who remained anonymous, deleted all the comments and while maintaining photographs set the site so that no comment.
Anyway, who knows what will be going through his head, the fact is it was a somewhat frightening experience that has challenged me in many ways but especially in the aspect of the unit.
Realistically, our crisis is a crisis unit, which is not you, but I have to catch me seriously but not so seriously has decided to expose my findings.
Let's see: You know the tapioca? Tapioca is sold in my country only as an import product as a product is somewhat expensive but, of course, my father loves so constantly buying and asks me to prepare it.
take it as you like preparing my mother, with her recipe Fluffy Tapioca Pudding , which is basically a recipe for Tapioca Pudding but with an extra ingredient that gives it the appearance Fluffy.
That additional ingredient is the simple beaten egg white until stiff , which not only causes those tiny tapioca granules adhere to each other much better but introduces enough air between them so that mixture increases in volume but especially attractive and delicate texture to the palate.
Yesterday afternoon, while preparing the recipe from my mother and after reading an interesting article in which the author including very realistic analysis of the breakdown of our ecclesial unity , I realized that the prescription proposed by the author and Fluffy Tapioca Pudding recipe have something in common egg white.
Of course, from a strictly culinary point of view our common point is literally beaten egg white which, both for my prescription to ecclesial unity and from the standpoint of the author, is equivalent to simplicity.
going to see:
The facts are: the manager, who remained anonymous, deleted all the comments and while maintaining photographs set the site so that no comment.
Anyway, who knows what will be going through his head, the fact is it was a somewhat frightening experience that has challenged me in many ways but especially in the aspect of the unit.
Realistically, our crisis is a crisis unit, which is not you, but I have to catch me seriously but not so seriously has decided to expose my findings.
Let's see: You know the tapioca? Tapioca is sold in my country only as an import product as a product is somewhat expensive but, of course, my father loves so constantly buying and asks me to prepare it.
take it as you like preparing my mother, with her recipe Fluffy Tapioca Pudding , which is basically a recipe for Tapioca Pudding but with an extra ingredient that gives it the appearance Fluffy.
That additional ingredient is the simple beaten egg white until stiff , which not only causes those tiny tapioca granules adhere to each other much better but introduces enough air between them so that mixture increases in volume but especially attractive and delicate texture to the palate.
Yesterday afternoon, while preparing the recipe from my mother and after reading an interesting article in which the author including very realistic analysis of the breakdown of our ecclesial unity , I realized that the prescription proposed by the author and Fluffy Tapioca Pudding recipe have something in common egg white.
Of course, from a strictly culinary point of view our common point is literally beaten egg white which, both for my prescription to ecclesial unity and from the standpoint of the author, is equivalent to simplicity.
going to see:
"To sustain this unity the Lord placed upon Peter and his successors as the strongest hub network [] Unit not a matter of strategy or negotiation, is a matter of simplicity (egg white, you see?) [] Peter is the rock, despite his pathetic imbalance and vulnerability evident "as" Today As always, the unit will not come to discuss and make conference, but each simply accede (with the simplicity of the egg white) to Peter who speaks and acts. " Peopleas one that has the responsibility, among other things, four dogs greet each morning not only to feel loved but to avoid doing too much disaster in the day, people may tend to simplify things too but is that honestly, the most reasonable way to embrace the reality has always been, is and will remain attractive and delicate that simplicity that can be found even in Fluffy Tapioca Pudding recipe from my mother.
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Greenies Bad For Dogs 2010
"Do not panic, Crucita!"
What shall I say? What the discussion on abuses in the Liturgy of hours on facebook was fatal. Priests and lay people dogs and cats seemed, gave a deplorable spectacle.
Sure, but that's not why I came.
came because, as this story is not over and I need to give me pause to think clearly, the better they share a tiny but delightful event that would remain in memory until my last day.
Two days ago as six in the evening was (as usual) on your computer. Walking in the darkness of the room I felt my father with his cane, his cortitos and slow baby steps toward me. I allowed as close as possible for as being more stone deaf is what it is. Lacking
as a step to be less than a meter from where he started talking and that was when I heard behind me say,
- "Do not panic, Crucita. Is that I'm going to bring me to kiss him because I think I do not give since I was a little girl. "
I'm not going to lie, at that time it seemed natural and cute Zampara me a kiss on the cheek, but nothing more, continued talking after a while away and I followed in mine.
course, as I am slow to process certain things was not until the next morning I remembered what had happened to the famous kiss was when I memory to remember when was the last time my father before that day she had kissed me. not remember! So it was true, since he was perhaps even arms, kissed my dad does.
is gratifying to realize that as we approach the end of our days are removed so many things, is a comfort because it means that reality offering continuous challenges to find ourselves with our brothers, with the One in whom everything has its origin and its end.
I do not know how it was the emotional life of my father's childhood, it seems that was not very intense, yet was always a loving father to the extent of its capacity. We may not offer physical contact but it never mattered to us because we were taking him with the same freedom with which it took me two days ago.
Sure, but that's not why I came.
came because, as this story is not over and I need to give me pause to think clearly, the better they share a tiny but delightful event that would remain in memory until my last day.
Two days ago as six in the evening was (as usual) on your computer. Walking in the darkness of the room I felt my father with his cane, his cortitos and slow baby steps toward me. I allowed as close as possible for as being more stone deaf is what it is. Lacking
as a step to be less than a meter from where he started talking and that was when I heard behind me say,
- "Do not panic, Crucita. Is that I'm going to bring me to kiss him because I think I do not give since I was a little girl. "
I'm not going to lie, at that time it seemed natural and cute Zampara me a kiss on the cheek, but nothing more, continued talking after a while away and I followed in mine.
course, as I am slow to process certain things was not until the next morning I remembered what had happened to the famous kiss was when I memory to remember when was the last time my father before that day she had kissed me. not remember! So it was true, since he was perhaps even arms, kissed my dad does.
is gratifying to realize that as we approach the end of our days are removed so many things, is a comfort because it means that reality offering continuous challenges to find ourselves with our brothers, with the One in whom everything has its origin and its end.
I do not know how it was the emotional life of my father's childhood, it seems that was not very intense, yet was always a loving father to the extent of its capacity. We may not offer physical contact but it never mattered to us because we were taking him with the same freedom with which it took me two days ago.
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