In 6 Monaten ist Weihnachten!
Ich hoffe, ihr habt schon alle Geschenke zusammen?
Na dann wird's nun aber Zeit!
Wem mal wieder eine ausgefallene Idee fehlt, dem kann ich hiermit vielleicht helfen:
Eine Kiste voller Überraschungen! ;)
Vom Prinzip her ist die Sache ganz einfach:
Ihr besorgt lauter kleine Geschenke, die ihr einzeln verpackt.
Dann nehmt ihr z. B. den Deckel eines Kopierpapierkartons und malt ihn in gewünschten Farben ab. Den Rand des Kartons habe ich mit etwas Watte ausgeschmückt.
Für die Rückwand nehmt ihr ein A4 großes Stück Pappe und klebt es an eine lange Seite in den Deckel. Die Rückwand wird nun ebenfalls entsprechend gestaltet.
In den Deckel nun noch etwas Watte oder Servietten hinein legen und die Geschenke darin platzieren. Ggf. das gesamte Kuns
Eight Crazy Nights is an animated movie about Davey Stone, and alcoholic with a criminal record, who is sentenced to community service under the supervision of Whitey, a tiny elderly basketball referee at the YMCA.He's forced with trying to reform and abandon his bad habits. The movie was directed by Seth Kearsley and released in theaters on November 27, 2002.
Many hilarious actors lent their voices to this movie, including:
& Jon Lovitz
One of my favorite adult animated movies, for sure. I'm a fan of Adam Sandler, so, it's only natural that I enjoyed this movie. The songs that were sung here and there by the characters were pretty good too. I actually downloaded a few of them and transferred them to my iPod. One of my favorite things about animated films and TV shows is trying to figure out whose voice you're hearing attach
It's OK Mary, you may now have your baby. The last of the three Kings has arrived to the Land of Steemit (joining @jeffjagoe and @bryanjagoe). Expect more random garbage from the Commissioner of the Moonwalk League as he tells his tales of trial and triumph.
Here's a picture of Madison, enjoy!!
Are we in it? How long will it be before everyone is extremely conservative with their upvotes? Did you notice that your upvote went up more than 4x? Me too. I'm skeptical, but absolutely loving it. It's kind of like when I was little, and we would run down the stairs to the Christmas tree, on Christmas... That's how I feel... All giddy inside.
When will the effect wear off though? Will it ever? What are your guesses? Am I the Scrooge of Steemit for even bringing this up? I'm just trying to comprehend it all. Rant over.
1 oz 2013 Consumerism
Slave Santa BU with Airtite Silver Shield Christmas 999
All I can say is that you need to trust your inner
chubby guy. He knows. He knows that everything is better with butter. These cookies are far and away the best Christmas cookies ever. You don't believe me? Try them and you'll see... and agree ;)
크리스마스에 종종 종교와 상관없이 몇 가지의 행복과 이러한 두 가지 요인에 대해 더 이상 크리스마스처럼, 가족과 함께 우리의 대부분을 소비하는 시간과 연결되어 있습니다. 그것은 당신의 사랑하는 사람과 함께 시간을 보내는에 대해, 그리고 나는 그것이 공평하다고 생각합니다.
에 관계없이 우리의 인종, 성별, 사회적 신분 또는 아무것도의 크리스마스 함께 가족을 얻을 수있는 완벽한 변명이다.
그러나, 그들은 그 시절에 대한 향수를 느낄 말할 정도로 사람들이있다. 일있는 휴일, 행복하지만 왜, 당신이 어떤 사람에 대한 향수를 느끼게? 그것은 이상한 소리가 있습니다.
여기에는 이유가 될 수있다 :
Part Two of the Party Series - Part One
Freshman year of college, Friday nights were about one thing: Tradition. Each Friday as the sun went down, my hallmates would trot down to my dorm room, and like Tevye from Fiddler on the Roof, proclaim to each other that it was time for our weekly Tradition: our flavor of the pregame. As the clock ticked towards 11 pm (the time the fraternity parties began), the whispers of nervous freshman trying not to attract the attention of RA's gradually shifted to the roars of frosh debauchery.
After a number of trial locations, the weekly pregame eventually landed in my roommate and mine's room - Hank 403. The location was eventually settled on because it was nestled in a corner at the end of the hall: one of the larger rooms and easier to hide the noise from those who we would have preferred not to wander in. Eventually
Tradition began to garner a cu
Everyone has a similar experience where a certain food takes you back to a childhood memory. Whenever I eat spring onion and ginger crab at a restaurant, it takes me back to frosty Christmas holidays back in England. Crab is our Chinese equivalent to turkey and my mother makes a superb version. My sister and I would be parked in front of the sofa watching James Bond reruns while mother is in the kitchen. Chopping, hissing from the steam, glorious aromas would emanate from the kitchen while we waited for the succulent crab and gooey wine sauce. There is something about home cooking that transcends even the most prestigious restaurants. A master chef could never replicate the warmth and care of my mother’s cooking.
Looks kinda like how I always imagined Christmas! But lemme tell you, it looks a lot nicer than it feels! I snapped this from my apartment window in Brooklyn. The apartments themselves are very well insulated so you don't feel the cold inside, but just outside the ice age has moved in and blanketed cars, rooftops and streets.
Samsung Galaxy S5.