'm finally at home, is a strange sensation, I have yet to develop ... It all seems so incredibly different and identical at the same time. Apart from the tree, the crib and various decorations, which have flared this year than usual, there's that air of home, so familiar yet so unknown at this time! All looks ready for the holidays and for my return, my room was drawn to the mirror (never seen her like that taste and take off their shoes and leave them wildly across the room!), very different from the den to which I am still fond of Cergy ! Beyond the inevitable wire took root very deep powder ... And 'here it all seems possible that shines and glitters or am I dreaming?! And I do not just cleaning.
In my room I found so many goodies for me and this made me really love that. Then when I opened the suitcase, the magic is gone and it was also impossible to hide my Christmas present. The cheese had infected my suitcase and the few clothes I brought. The stench has spread like chemical weapon for the whole house and conceal the gift was no longer possible. However I was forced to transfer everything in the garage, beautiful considrazione after I have sacrificed my clothes stink eternal as the cheese is "interdit" in your hand luggage! I thought that would be prohibited only liquids ... But no, what they fear it explodes? Or that I hijack the plane by threatening the pilot with the camember?!
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