Marry Christmas!!!

                                  "I look in The Crib ... I can with you, My God
                                   which, for me, you've become so disarmingly Tiny,
                                   I do what I want ... Do not be afraid, Child of God ...  
                            For the love that you have for me, even my wretched heart
                                                                     only love can answer.               
                                   I do not know what to do with you and for you,                     
                                            I think ... But I do know that I thanked
                                                                  for my birth,                                                
                                                            because I know you ...
                               I could understand that you have born for me ...                   
                               Love for love.Tell me what you want from me,                
                                     I want to do everything you ask for ...
                            At the moment I press my forehead to your tiny
                                                     God's hands and feet,
                                   and I so go on with your Crib in silent adoration.
                               Do not worry, Tiny God, you got me all ...                   
                            Disarmed me, and did you get Your Reality   
                                                    human Christmas,
                                        the power of your helplessness,
                                        the size of your humiliation  
                                                      until a Baby!
                                A love that surpasses all understanding! ..."
                                                                                           Cardinal Stefan Wyszynski

Let`s make love the small shops again.

Most of you will now think that I lose my mind because where else like in a large supermarket  you'll get all stuff under one cloud.
Oh, I'm sorry.

"Sultans of Swings"

Whenever we listen to some songs of "Dire Straits"my brother asked me for the name of the band.
What does it really mean and how was created?
I`m in dire straits-means that I`m in big trouble.
Well...Apparently these young people in the team were founded 1977 was in trouble?
And so it was!
The name was invented by a friend of the drummer, and the main reason was poor situation of the team.

Lamp with almonds

• 1 and 1 / 4 kg. lamb for stew, cut into cubes
• 40 dec.prunes without stones
• 10 dec. almonds
• 2 large onions
• piece of cinnamon bark
• minced teaspoon cinnamon
• 3 tablespoons of honey
• 1/2 teaspoon of turmeric
• 3 tablespoons oil
• salt and pepper
  

Baked with cheese

Bought too many tomatoes and now you afraid than they go to bad.
Don`t worry!
"Gnocci baked with Parma ham and tomatoes"

• 50 decagram tomatoes
• 40 decagram gnocci
• onion
• 15 decagram Parma ham(or some other smoked)
• 2 cloves of garlic
• handful of basil leaves
• 10 decagram mozarella(or other good melting cheese)
• salt,pepper,olive oil

"Driving home for Christmas"

So, how many of us going to his beloved home for Christmas with his family.
The world has become so small that in a few hours you can be on the other side of the world, start a family, work or spend a nice holiday,but there will always be a moment, a day that makes you go back to your home country to the family home, sit down with your family for a meal and share a common wafer (Polish tradition).

What a chicken!!!

I once bought a chicken-because at a promotional price-and what I do with it now.
I thought that if I bake salmon with vegetables and is great than I do the same thing with chicken.
And the "eye" of sliced ​​red peppers, green, yellow, and even sweet, I added to this chopped zucchini, carrots and parsley root.

The interior of chicken stuffed with rosemary (can be other fresh herb from the garden), and half a lemon.
All that I put into a mold, pouring lemon juice and oil.And now the oven preheated to 200 degrees for 1.5 hours.
Additionally prepared bouillon cubes, and after half an hour I pour it over chicken.

                                       So soft and delicious chicken I have not eaten yet.

                                                                            BON APPETITE!!!

Appetizingly

I have something for you, very nice cake.
"Fabulous pickaninny"

• 1.5kg strawberry
• 1 and 1.3 tablets of dark chocolate
• cube of butter
• 5 eggs
• package of vanilla sugar
• pinch of salt
• 3 cups of sugar
• 2.5 cups of flour
• 2 teaspoons baking powder
• 4 packages of vanilla pudding(for 2 cups of milk)
• 1 liter of milk
• 50 dec. of cream

1 tablet of chocolate dissolve in a water bath with butter.
We grind together the eggs,pinch of salt,package of vanilla sugar and 2 cups of sugar.
Later we mix flour with baking powder,ground chocolate and beaten eggs.
Taught dough in a greased and floured form(32x39cm) and bake 20-30min in temp.175.
Chill baked cake.
Mix pudding with the remaining cup of sugar and glass of milk.
The rest of the milk and cream you cook and still mix we add pudding and cook for a next minute.

And already we have the first Sunday of Advent.
Some of you found it snow and frosty,some wet and windy and some sunny and warm.
As who likes.
For me was nice,sunny and cold...and a little bit busy.
I do not know if it's the time when everybody pulled out trinkets and other ornaments,but I`ve endured from the attic a few things and buy some other which I need.

XXX

I was looking through the eyes of our old house playground and I saw ... small palace.
From behind the trees, I saw the white walls of the house nestled in a old roses bush in a nice, fleshy like a quilt.Big, blue shutters were open wide, and each window you could see the white curtain.Columns near the door keeping a little roof were wrapped in ivy, from a roof hung two baskets full of colorful flowers.On the right side of the door was located the porch, where there was a table covered with a creamy, long tablecloth, on the table has a porcelain dishware.

The large white pots around porch red with geraniums and begonias, which were accompanied by small cypress.Around jasmine bloomed yet.
On the walls of a house on the ladder climbed clematis, next to the wall and then next to the lane leading from the house to the gate grew red and cream roses.Their scent enslave.
Just off the great oak was a small bowl on the foot, which on hot days the birds flying over to get a drink of water, around grown begonias and violets, and between them grew long stems of lilies.In the fruit orchard among the leaves appear fruit: apples, pears, plums.A few old trees, which served as poles for guys bleached beautifully cast a shadow on the support pad, on which has a basket with lots of currants.Along the low, white fence, planted densely thuja that were neatly trimmed like military guys waiting for an order.I could not get a eyes off at what I saw.
Still I rubbed my eyes out of amazement.Suddenly from a mansion I heard a voice.
-Honey! Come on! I give dinner! ... Of course, that on the terrace.
And for a moment on the porch came an old lady in a beautiful, long dress and a cream blouse, she had beautiful feet on a small patent leather heels, her hair arranged according to the latest fashion.
I hid behind the trees more, so no one saw me.Now, from the depths of the house I could hear someone walking fast.
-Mom, I got it! Finally it is!-On the porch ran a young man with black hair and a nice smile.
He was wearing white trousers and shirts with a slightly greenish checkered.
-I told you that she would come!
-Where is she?
-There! Hid behind that tree!-And pointed to a tree, behind I which looked out on the veranda.
-Then bring her?
Already I wanted to get away from my hiding place when the leg stuck in raspberries, and I could only stand and watch as a stranger with an unusual light in his eyes goes in the direction of the gate.
Gently opens and let in inside Burka.
-Now I have to free your lady yet.
And runs over to me, knelt down and gently grabs my foot, freeing it from the plant.
-Come, do not be afraid I will not hurt  you .I waited a long time for you.-took my hand and led her into the garden.
-Ah-cried the old lady-Finally you are!-Ran to me-Like my son said to me, "This beautiful girl from the village used to come here," and you're.
I stood petrified.Legs like cotton bent under me, my hands were shaking and my throat went dry.
-Maybe invite her to the table? Do you want eat with us?
I looked uncertainly, looking up at the table on which stood a vase with hot soup.Knowing that they were waiting for me at home potatoes gently nodded my head.
-I'm so glad that finally someone has visited us from the village.Already we started to believe that we're here alone.-old lady laughed and sat down at the table.
The young man I sat me next to her and brought additional cutlery.
At the beginning I watched speechless as he pour hot soup on a plate for me and stupid at the same time that I do not know how to use a spoon as a lady sitting next to.

Opera

I am sure you feel confused why I write than music to this opera was written by some prince and soon after I am providing the music of the opera Gounod.
Because the prince Radziwiłł first composed the music for the whole Goethe`s drama and the first staged it all.
But opera is known under a different name?
Two men Jules Barbier and Michael Carre wrote the libretto based on the first part of drama and the guvnor Gounod composed the music.
Unfortunately,when they first staged the opera "Faust"does not won due her fame,because the building in which it was issued was a small audience.

Coolers often do on summer days-who likes hot soup when from the sky pours heat.I eat soup with beetroot as a hot dish(served without the cucumber) or cold(with cucumber).

• 4-5 young beetroot
• a bunch of baby mixed vegetables
• 3 mugs of kephir or yogur
• 1/2 mug of sour cream
• cucumber
• chopped dill
• chopped chives
• 2 hard-boiled eggs
• 2 cloves of garlic
• salt,pepper

And today I have something completely different,something with a different barrel.
Music entertainment-as we call it-gives us think sometimes over the words of songs,what a writer had in mind when he wrote what he wrote.
And music opera?
It only appeals to those who have a large imagination.
I said something like Richard Gere in "Pretty Woman" the opera you either love or hate.
So first reading :
First involve getting familiar the author of the drama and "short" summary.
Jonathan Wolfgang von Goethe (1749-1832) German poet, the most prominent representative of classical aesthetics (classic Weimar).
He was an outstanding thinker and scholar,the connoisseur of art.

XXX

Grandma paused for a moment and stared into the distance.She sat back in his chair nuzzling into soft pillows and a hand reaching for herbal tea standing on a small table next to a small lamp with ridiculously glued,colored Bristol.
She took a sip of tea and a blissful smile came back to the past to their youth,beautiful years.
She closed her eyes and sighed slightly.
-Grandma.Are you okay?
-Of course my child.I did not feel so great since the death of your grandfather.Wonderful memories and times not forgotten.I am glad that I can tell it to someone.-grandma close her eyes again,but suddenly opened them as if she remembered something.-Do you remember the photos that you show to me yesterday?In the attic of an old wardrobe should be a few albums.

"Get Lucky"

Mark Knopfler was born in 12 of August 1949 in Glasgow,the son of a Jewish architect and Englishwoman.
British (great) guitarist,composer,and singer,but before he began his career on the stage he was a journalist and lecturer.
He is Master`s English department and received three doctorates music.
Curiosity:despite his left-handedness plays guitar with his right hand and doesn`t use dice playing on his instrument and...one of the dinosaurs bears his name-Masiakasaurus knopfleri.
Mark likes to play the electric guitar,a variety of guitars Fender Stratocaster is signed his signature and also works with Pensa.

The carrots cake

"The carrot cake"

• 4 eggs
• 1 cup of oil
• 1.5 cup of sugar
• 2 cup of flour
• 2-3 carrots
• 1 teaspoon baking powder
• 1 teaspoon baking soda
• 1 teaspoon nutmeg
• 2 teaspoon cinnamon
  
  

What a funny day...

I remember how surprised me fireworks on November 5th.

XXX

I remember we went to that house as children.
Small,missing slanted hut among the trees,around a high hedge and old,bent under the weight of ivy gate.
We used to go in the morning with dolls,put a big blanket on the grass and pulls out small plates and cups.
It was our big picnic.
I still remember like today the smell of wild roses that grew out of the corner house,blue eyes smiling happily notes,lily of the valley growing intoxicating scent around and birds chirping in the trees.

The next song

I think  than the previous track definitely put you in a melancholic mood.

A little autumnal,"foggy".
The previous song contains some"verbal symbolism"(if so can I express).
Polish song that is now going to present is certainly known by many poles and contains a simple message"You will return here".
Irena Santor soloist of"Mazovia" team,winner of many festival lyrics,participated in international festivals in Rio de Janeiro,Majorca.

She has given concerts in many countries in Europe,Asia,both Americas and Australia.
Star of the stage,appeared in theater,took part in recital television has also cooperated with cabaret.

Music

I remember how I came to England.I was alone.
No family,friends,colleagues just a job and a house.
Music helps us in various situations,gives energy.
What I will hear in the coming days,weeks or even months depending on how I feel in a given situation,at this moment,and what I want to hear the words.
I remember a few years ago "I loved" music of Michael Jackson but my  brother had better tape and always drowned out play"Dire Straits"and lovely solos on guitar.

xxx

During all those spring days I was very busy.
Feeding the animals,laundry,sewing clothes tousled,sometimes helping neighbors in the field and of course,planting flowers in the garden.My favorite job.
I always collect the seeds for next year,then more flowers I give to neighbors and sometimes I arrange their small gardens.
After a day of work,I am going with the dog for a walk.
I was so busy with housework than even I did not notice,how quickly spring flowers gave way to blooming trees and bushes,how earlier and earlier the sun gave rise to the sky and occurred late,how hot it was from day to day.

Month full of colors

I want to show you how beautiful the colors we have now in the woods,parks,gardens,streets.

This year was a very cold winter.
We froze a few fallen flowers and animals.
I and my mother were afraid there may not be enough firewood ,but luckily survived until spring.Mother is not sure if we have enough money to buy new pigs.
Getting poorer like every house in the village after the war and so empty.
Many men did not return like my brother and a woman must fend for themselves.
 Later my father passed away and was worst.
So far, my life was filled with laughter and fun.No one in the house did not force me to work because I always eagerly help.

Tomatoes

                                                                          "The best spice is a good appetite".
Of course,I have lots of tomatoes and I do not know what to do with them.

Somebody can say"Maybe sell".

Autumn

                                                           "Autumn is a second spring

                                                            when every leaf is a flower."
                                                                                          Albert Camus 
Yes.
After beautiful holidays full of sun and lovely time we must come back to everyday life.
Autumn already on the doorstep and it is a time to do some cleanup in the garden.
I cleaned a little bit today.First of all,I gathered some of my tomatoes and parsley.

Not so bad

We booked "nice"holiday apartment for us and my friends on"Holiday on Sardinia"website.
The house was very beautiful with a balcony,a terrace and very nice garden.

Sardinia

A beautiful island in the Mediterranean Sea.Full of colours,full of pizza,olives,crazy people.

Full of beaches...

            "The man is appointed to it in order to be a sagacious
                          and responsible host in the world of nature,

                               rather than of him on the mindless destroyer."
                                                                                                 John Poul II

Yes.Make your garden is greater and you must not wait too long when everything grow.

GARDEN

It is lovely to work in your own garden,isn`t it?
I love to plant grains of flowers or vegetables and watch how from this small seeds grow so big,beautiful  flowers.

I live in a nice bungalow and I have a small garden(I think like most of you).

Beautifull,fluffy,darling.

Walk their own patch,love freedom and independent.

Once upon a time I read about cats:"The murderer kills birds".Sometimes I think people like this want to kill all cats in the world.

My fluffy lovely animals

Is it cute?
So nice to take in your hands and cuddle.
You can talk to them and they are never angry at you,never answer with stupid grimace only look into your eyes,sometimes lay on your laps and want only a little stroke.

MY HOBBY

The embroidering.
I have not the  time to do this,but if I have some free time I try embroider with big satisfaction.

An embroidering.
You fill up small crosses the colorful silk embroidery floss,and very slow the picture from newspaper appear on canvas.

My first picture was painted on canvas and a colorful silk was sand with canvas.

THE OLYMPICS

The teams are still fighting for the next medals.I think then everybody likes  to support a little bit.
We  are waiting to see who wins again?
How many medals we have?
 Maybe not everybody has so big luck and win 60,10,5 or even 1  medal,but anyway we should be proud than there are ours competitors and then people see so small countries like 

Aruba,Bahrain,American Samoa,Karibati,Myanmar,Nauru or another.
Everybody was so happy and so proud presenting  there own flag,beautiful,colorful clothes.
For me every  one off these competitors win something for himself.
I think  for them there are all proud to look into everybody eyes and said"I was there in 2012 maybe I not win but I was there".
                                                I think not everybody can say this.

                             "I mean,I love winning,but losing is a much more intense    feeling"

                             Jennie Finch

                                   "Winning is not everything,but the will

                     to win is everything"
                                                     Vince Lombardi

 "Nothing is worth more than this day."

                                                                                                             Johann Wolfgang Goethe

This morning was quite nice(maybe a little bit windy)

And nothing restrain me to take my old tracksuit

                                         and my old trainers