tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17450271600807080882012-01-13T01:46:31.990-08:00Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.comBlogger421100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-55667534673651018602012-01-13T01:09:00.000-08:002012-01-13T01:46:32.002-08:00<a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lVJyt-sk3Qw/Tw_2MaG4NcI/AAAAAAAAAyw/oVA3T1ck32k/s1600/P1055002.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-lVJyt-sk3Qw/Tw_2MaG4NcI/AAAAAAAAAyw/oVA3T1ck32k/s200/P1055002.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697042746674001346" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;">Nový Rok, Nový Začiatok... </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">alebo Ďalší Rok, Ďalší Začiatok ?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Slová sú strašne relatívne...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Preto Priatelia v tomto Roku skúsme</div><div style="text-align: center;">viac cítiť než myslieť,</div><div style="text-align: center;">viac veriť než pochybovať</div><div style="text-align: center;">viac snívať než spať...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">New Year, New Beginning ...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">or is it Another Year, Another Beginning ?</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Words are very relative...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">And therefore dear Friends in the 2012 let's try to </div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>feel</b> more than think </div><div style="text-align: center;"><b>believe</b> more than doubt</div><div style="text-align: center;">and<b> dream</b> more than sleep...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-5566753467365101860?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-18890928969711610152011-08-16T07:28:00.000-07:002011-08-16T12:19:58.662-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2EucQl8VXDo/Tkp_cwGGxeI/AAAAAAAAAiU/vu50h40AC_k/s1600/P8143983.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2EucQl8VXDo/Tkp_cwGGxeI/AAAAAAAAAiU/vu50h40AC_k/s200/P8143983.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5641461615158543842" /></a> <br /><div> <br /></div><div>Udalosti, stretnutia, myšlienky</div><div>posledných pár dní a týždňov</div><div>zasa na chvíľu rozvírili hladinu v mojej Duši.</div><div> <br /></div><div>Nieže By v Nej vládol vždy úplný Pokoj</div><div>Nehybnosť, Bezvetrie... to nie</div><div> <br /></div><div>Vietor len bezočivo sfúkol Nános opatrne a pracne nakopeného Lístia</div><div>žltého, červeného, sivého</div><div>a odhalil holú, nepohodlnú ale tým úprimnejšiu Skalu</div><div> <br /></div><div>Mám toľko otázok.</div><div>K Sebe</div><div>K Životu</div><div>K Láske</div><div> <br /></div><div>Počúvam Janku Kirschnerovú a potichučky dumám nad</div><div>Pokojom v Duši</div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div>Events, Rendezvous and Thoughts of </div><div>the past few Days and Weeks</div><div>have disturbed the apparent </div><div>Stillness and Apathy</div><div>that reigned in the Soul.</div><div> <br /></div><div>Like a Stone that falls into the </div><div>Silence of an evening Lake,</div><div>or like a Snowflake</div><div>that has the power of Avalanche</div><div>in Herself</div><div> <br /></div><div>The Wind ruthlessly swept away</div><div>meticulously accumulated Blankets of Leaves</div><div>red, yellow and grey</div><div>and uncovered the bare, vulnerable but honest Soul</div><div> <br /></div><div>I have so many Questions.</div><div>To Myself.</div><div>To Life.</div><div>To Love.</div><div> <br /></div><div>I am listening to Janka Kirschner's " <i>Pokoj v Duši</i> " </div><div>pondering quietly about the Contentment of my Soul</div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div> </div><div><a href="http://youtu.be/IOF0BuAxznE">Jana Kirschner : Pokoj v Duši</a></div><div> <br /></div><div> <br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-1889092896971161015?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-42903505181943933832011-06-18T02:07:00.000-07:002011-06-18T02:59:52.280-07:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KfC5MnJWY8Q/TfxuTLt3w0I/AAAAAAAAAiE/noq4ei_7U5s/s1600/P6173471.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KfC5MnJWY8Q/TfxuTLt3w0I/AAAAAAAAAiE/noq4ei_7U5s/s200/P6173471.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619487710893294402" /></a><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-D2Y0SzsE-aQ/TfxuSg8M8GI/AAAAAAAAAh0/rO4dkSoSaTM/s200/P6163419.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5619487699410677858" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">..<i>.I'm only Happy when it's complicated</i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i>...and though I know you can't appreciate it</i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i>...I'm only happy when it Rains....</i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: left;">Do you remember this song?</div><div style="text-align: left;">I used to love it, and YES I still do</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I would not say <i>Only</i> though, <b>but</b> I have to admit </div><div style="text-align: left;">Rain <b>has</b> great Allure for me...</div><div style="text-align: left;">It clears the air, cools the temperature, it lets the pressure off...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#003300;">Rain</span></i>/<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#006600;">Tears</span></i>/<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#006600;"><i>Rain</i></span>/<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;"><i>Tears</i></span>....where does one stop and the other begins...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">And of course, there is no <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#006600;"><i>Rain</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"><i>b</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#00CCCC;"><i>o</i></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;"><i>w</i></span> without the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#006600;"><i>Rain</i></span>, is there?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Na začiatku 90tych rokov Shirley zo skupiny Garbage spievala, že je</div><div style="text-align: left;">... Šťastná <b>IBA</b> keď prší...</div><div style="text-align: left;">....keď sú Veci komlikovanejšie ako komplikované...atď</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Nie Každý s tým síce súhlasil/súhlasí ale Ja Áno...</div><div style="text-align: left;">Nepovedala by som síce <b>IBA</b>, ale musím priznať</div><div style="text-align: left;">že Dážd <b>má</b> pre mňa svoje <b>Čaro</b>...</div><div style="text-align: left;">Prevonia vzduch, skrotí horúčavy, uvolní nahromadenú energiu...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#006600;"><i>Dážď</i></span> a <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;"><i>Slzy</i></span>... <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33FF33;"><i>Slzy</i></span> a <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;"><i>Dážď </i></span></div><div style="text-align: left;">Kde sa jedno končí a druhé začína ?</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">A samozrejme tak ako bez práce vraj nie sú koláče</div><div style="text-align: left;">tak aj Bez dažďa definitívne NIETO Dúhy...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-4290350518194393383?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-41176503497291877822011-05-08T02:41:00.000-07:002011-05-08T03:30:07.552-07:00<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K8cg8Hv1dzA/TcZn5y5gZXI/AAAAAAAAAgk/nCAOejncAEk/s200/IMG_1336.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604281028922336626" /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FAEez7g0sk8/TcZn6Jvti8I/AAAAAAAAAg0/0wbNZiXNWvE/s1600/IMG_0005.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-FAEez7g0sk8/TcZn6Jvti8I/AAAAAAAAAg0/0wbNZiXNWvE/s200/IMG_0005.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604281035055270850" /></a><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hf6P4w_wQvU/TcZn6M2mzvI/AAAAAAAAAgs/-sJCrfnWE1Q/s1600/IMG_0006.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 144px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-hf6P4w_wQvU/TcZn6M2mzvI/AAAAAAAAAgs/-sJCrfnWE1Q/s200/IMG_0006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5604281035889495794" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">.</span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">..<b> má Duši, 4 Nohy Ocas a Uši,</b></span></i><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;"><b>chlupaté Tělo,</b></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;"><b>krásné chytré ale tvrdohlavé Čelo...</b></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;"><b>...Jí jenom Maso a Kosti,</b></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;"><b>Kouše debilní Hosti,</b></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;"><b>jinak se chová vhodně</b></span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;"><b>a Já ho MILUJI hodně...</b></span></i></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Verili by ste, že je to už ROK </div><div>čo k nám "<i>bocian</i> "priniesol nášho Hippinka...</div><div>Kliknite na linku a spievajte s Nami...</div><div>Nohavica Nášho Hippinka </div><div>perfektne vystihol, Však ?</div><div><br /></div><div>J. Nohavica <b><a href="http://youtu.be/CNcMODiI_lI">Můj Pes</a></b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div>My dog...</div><div><br /></div><div>There is a song by a Czech "<i>Bard</i>"</div><div>called Jarek Nohavica...</div><div>It was written about our Hippie...</div><div><b>Definitely</b></div><div>It is however, so meticulously appropriate</div><div>And above all funny</div><div>in <i>Czech</i></div><div>that I don't even dare to try ;-) translating it</div><div><br /></div><div>I am a bit sad, though, that You, </div><div>the English Speakers</div><div>cannot fully enjoy it with Us...</div><div><br /></div><div>There is one sentence in English,</div><div>the very last sentence of the Song, though</div><div><br /></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#006600;">.<b>..My Dog is a Dog Number ONE , Yeah...</b> </span></i></div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#006600;"><br /></span></i></div><div>Which pretty much sums it up All for You ;-)</div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. By the way, if you are asking what Is the Occasion,</div><div>it has been a <b>YEAR</b> since Hippie came to live with Us.</div><div><br /></div><div><div><br /><div><br /></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-4117650349729187782?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-20254232873518762652011-04-26T02:02:00.000-07:002011-04-26T02:49:06.927-07:00<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UHizcCC7jEo/TbaKgPsL92I/AAAAAAAAAgA/zdQuF3jqYfI/s200/PICT0115-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599815473254102882" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-otPRHocfCDw/TbaKgWLWWSI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/5AXr6BiNqSE/s200/PICT0157.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599815474995419426" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tC-K4_yhp6A/TbaKgLs2a4I/AAAAAAAAAgI/UP67iQhoNSc/s200/PICT0118-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599815472183143298" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DIx1C7rxVMs/TbaKiP7Zs_I/AAAAAAAAAgY/lzbl6z_W5EM/s200/PICT0159-1.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5599815507677656050" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Je to len včera, e-mail od tatika a celý vagón spomienok...</div><div style="text-align: left;">Je to len včera, moja bábika Katka a šibalský úsmev na perách...</div><div style="text-align: left;">Je to len včera, na dvore u Mariskanéni, Človeče nezlob se, </div><div style="text-align: left;">Simona a Ja... </div><div style="text-align: left;">Je to len včera, v Nagymaminom náruči...</div><div style="text-align: left;">Je to len včera, pásiky, plast a ružová predstavujú Vrchol Módy...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Nedávno som čítala jednu veľmi nostalgickú knihu, </div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#00CCCC;">The Sea</span></b></i> ( More ) - <i>J. Banville</i>,</div><div style="text-align: left;">ktorá je vlastne takou malou štúdiou na tému spomienok.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Autor v nej píše ( niečo v zmysle ), že </div><div style="text-align: left;">" <i>Minulosť vo mne bije ako druhé Srdce</i> "</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">...a ja nemôžem nesúhlasiť...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">It was only Yesterday... </div><div style="text-align: left;">...e-mail from my dad and a whole wagon of memories </div><div style="text-align: left;">...my favourite doll Katka and a cheeky smile on my lips</div><div style="text-align: left;">...mellow summer eve in Hungary, Simona and me, </div><div style="text-align: left;"> playing Ludo till I win</div><div style="text-align: left;">...so <i>tired and happy</i> in my Grandma's arms...</div><div style="text-align: left;">...being the fashonista of those blissful days</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I have recently read a very compelling book,</div><div style="text-align: left;">kind of a study into Nostalgia, Memories and Past,</div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#00CCCC;">The Sea</span></b> </i>by J.Banville</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"> ... " <i>The Past beats inside me like a second heart</i> "...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">My Past certainly does... </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-2025423287351876265?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-50086598199737934112011-03-23T00:42:00.000-07:002011-04-17T08:58:42.492-07:00<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xk9dWWVVAMw/TYmohkSLZSI/AAAAAAAAAfc/0ac1Iwa8RZc/s200/P2262823.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587182107358881058" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4fAOc0wWpkg/TYmoiBPIMkI/AAAAAAAAAfk/CCab-gNw5DY/s200/P2282894.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587182115130716738" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-81UP9mVu-HU/TYmoik1y6RI/AAAAAAAAAfs/OQGUiKro9ZM/s200/P2282904.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587182124688140562" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-g6du_Qa6f2k/TYmojSa_oQI/AAAAAAAAAf0/NEO7Z5p_b2U/s200/P3023006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5587182136923758850" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Je to síce už chvíľa odkedy sme tam strávili čarovných zopár dní,</div><div style="text-align: left;">ale ten pocit čo sme tam mali v duši stále pretrváva...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Pri online rezervácii <b>Ty Capel</b>-u, musím sa priznať,</div><div style="text-align: left;">som mala kúsok obavy,</div><div style="text-align: left;">je to predsa len jedna veľmi stará kaplnka - škola,</div><div style="text-align: left;">maximálne izolovaná v Snowdonia Národnom Parku,</div><div style="text-align: left;">najbližšou usadlosťou je už takmer sto rokov opustená,</div><div style="text-align: left;">černicami a malinami porastená,</div><div style="text-align: left;"> a iba duchom čias minulých obývaná</div><div style="text-align: left;">banícka osada Rhiwddolion...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Zistila som však zasa raz, že je to práve to</div><div style="text-align: left;"> Ticho, Tma a Totálna Izolácia od moderných <i>Hommo Sapiens</i></div><div style="text-align: left;">čo mojej Duši dáva možnosť sa na/od - dýchnuť...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Všimnite si napríklad obraz deduška s ( možno ) vnučkou...</div><div style="text-align: left;">Tá deduškovi doniesla tabačik a teraz s láskou pozoruje</div><div style="text-align: left;">ako si deduško bafká...</div><div style="text-align: left;">Nie som síce zástancom fajčenia, to nie,</div><div style="text-align: left;">Ale som <b>priateľom Slobody </b>prejavu, konania a snívania...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">P.S. Ty Capel sme si zarezervovali cez http://www.landmarktrust.org.uk/</div><div style="text-align: left;">Pozrite sa aj vy, dovolenkovať v historických budovách je predsa tak romantické...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">It has been a couple of days ( weeks really ) since </div><div style="text-align: left;">we had a holiday there,</div><div style="text-align: left;">but the ' <i>caressing</i> ' feeling inside still remains...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I was a bit worried, I have to admit, </div><div style="text-align: left;">when I booked us this place online...</div><div style="text-align: left;">It is afterall a very old chapel - school,</div><div style="text-align: left;">totally isolated in the heart of Snowdonia National Park,</div><div style="text-align: left;">the nearest settlement being </div><div style="text-align: left;">totally overgrown with bushes of wildberries </div><div style="text-align: left;">almost a century ago forsaken mining hamlet of</div><div style="text-align: left;">Rhiwddolion...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I have discovered ( once again ) however,</div><div style="text-align: left;">that it is The Utter Solitude from modern day <i>Homo Sapiens</i></div><div style="text-align: left;">that provides my soul with the essential <i>nourriture...</i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="text-align: left;">Have a closer look at the painting for instance...</div><div style="text-align: left;">Grandpa enjoying a pipe </div><div style="text-align: left;">after his granddaughter brought him more tabacco...</div><div style="text-align: left;">Where in todays world, with its rules and regulations, </div><div style="text-align: left;">is smoking shamelessly being enjoyed like this...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I am not an advocate of smoking, that is not my point,</div><div style="text-align: left;">I am a <b>Defender of Freedom</b> ( of action/believes/dreaming ) however...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">P.S. We have booked <b>Ty Capel</b> through http://www.landmarktrust.org.uk/</div><div style="text-align: left;">an organisation that brings historical buildings back to life.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Have an inspirational look yourselves, </div><div style="text-align: left;">it is so romantic after all to holiday in a place from the past,</div><div style="text-align: left;">where men were Gentle-men and women their Princesses...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-5008659819973793411?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-68973259470299193672011-03-15T08:00:00.000-07:002011-03-18T05:20:33.896-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YL5MS3QfmTc/TX9_Ol48QXI/AAAAAAAAAe4/NBTZ3QHZqew/s1600/IMG_4052.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YL5MS3QfmTc/TX9_Ol48QXI/AAAAAAAAAe4/NBTZ3QHZqew/s200/IMG_4052.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5584321951628542322" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>Už som doma...</div><div>Chválabohu iba trocha <i>šoknutá</i>, ale ináč v poriadku</div><div><br /></div><div>Súčasnú situáciu v Japonsku pre mňa dnes vystihuje </div><div>aj táto fotografia...</div><div><br /></div><div>Hoci je v meste tma, temnota, čierňava</div><div>na horizonte je slnko...</div><div><br /></div><div>...aj súmrak je časom krásy, nádeje, nového dňa</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Back Home...</div><div>Thanks to God only a bit <i>shell-shocked</i>, </div><div>but otherwise alright</div><div><br /></div><div>This picture very much reminds me of the situation out there now...</div><div><br /></div><div>City engulfed by night, darkness and gloom</div><div>but the Sun on the horizont</div><div>still manages to convey the sensation of</div><div>beauty, tomorrow and hope...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-6897325947029919367?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-77672748727590446742011-03-02T11:06:00.000-08:002011-03-02T11:49:47.003-08:00<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Nlti0jbFXLo/TW6WxcEexFI/AAAAAAAAAd0/7gg21s27qSo/s200/IMG_7415.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579562764451365970" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-i0oUQ0Iuzac/TW6Wx9LNrDI/AAAAAAAAAd8/28MGXeAYodA/s200/P3012999.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579562773337975858" /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J4kJQtZxpCE/TW6WyvumRaI/AAAAAAAAAeM/9aJSInqCNSs/s1600/IMG_1278.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-J4kJQtZxpCE/TW6WyvumRaI/AAAAAAAAAeM/9aJSInqCNSs/s200/IMG_1278.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579562786908161442" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NYWjnWZligA/TW6WyRPmu1I/AAAAAAAAAeE/8-S6VC3_5Ro/s1600/P3023002.jpg"></a><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NYWjnWZligA/TW6WyRPmu1I/AAAAAAAAAeE/8-S6VC3_5Ro/s1600/P3023002.jpg"><img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 170px; height: 200px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NYWjnWZligA/TW6WyRPmu1I/AAAAAAAAAeE/8-S6VC3_5Ro/s200/P3023002.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5579562778725104466" /></a><br /></div><div>Verte,či nie ale je to už ROK odkedy sa narodil náš Hippinko...</div><div>Dnes oslavujeme jeho prvé narodeninky...</div><div>Náš maličký, milučký, ušatučký, zvedavý </div><div>a vždy hladný Hippie</div><div>vyrástol...</div><div>Už je z neho dlhočizný, stále rovnako ušatý a hladný a zvedavý</div><div>kdekoľvek sa objaví úsmev vyvolávajúci</div><div>vernosti a láske <b>nás</b> učiaci </div><div>priateľ <b>Navždy</b>...</div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. Jeho ( znova ) Narodenie budeme ale oslavovať</div><div>Aj 25. Februára....</div><div>Mal totiž "<i>maličký</i> " úraz...</div><div>Spadol z približne výšky 3tieho poschodia</div><div>ale priamo do rúk jeho </div><div>Anjelika Strážneho... Ďakujeme...</div><div><br /></div><div>Tak <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;"><i>Všetko len to Najlepšie Hippinko Náš.</i></span></b>......</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Believe it or not, it has been a YEAR since our Hippie was born...</div><div>We are celebrating his First Birthday today !</div><div>Our cute, little, long eared, always hungry</div><div> a bit foolish and not always obedient</div><div>Hippie has grown ... or extended his body</div><div>horizontally especially ;-)</div><div> He is still the same old daft little puppy,</div><div>careless of any dangers and following strangers happily</div><div>who is teaching us</div><div> the meaning of Love everyday</div><div>and who has become </div><div>our Friend for Life...</div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. We have celebrated his Re- Birth</div><div> on the 25th of February too...</div><div>He had a " <i>bit </i>" of an accident...</div><div>He slipped and fell from an equivalent of 3rd floor</div><div>straight into the arms of his very own</div><div>Guardian Angel...</div><div>It was a miracle... and we will never </div><div>stop feeling grateful for it...</div><div><br /></div><div>Well, <b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;"><i>Happiest Of Birthdays to You, Hippie Hugs</i></span></b><i>..</i>.</div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-7767274872759044674?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-20911504460966765922011-02-14T03:01:00.000-08:002011-02-14T05:27:08.292-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JYGzI6_CwEM/TVkUNPSTZLI/AAAAAAAAAdo/HkoeKcTzH7g/s1600/IMG_4386.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 181px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JYGzI6_CwEM/TVkUNPSTZLI/AAAAAAAAAdo/HkoeKcTzH7g/s200/IMG_4386.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573508231521854642" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vsBsThbJuYg/TVkUMzUhk9I/AAAAAAAAAdg/dnbCUaGfQxw/s1600/IMG_2963.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vsBsThbJuYg/TVkUMzUhk9I/AAAAAAAAAdg/dnbCUaGfQxw/s200/IMG_2963.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573508224014980050" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SkuD45LOqcE/TVkUMqMIRII/AAAAAAAAAdY/wy4FP-Tdres/s1600/IMG_3229.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-SkuD45LOqcE/TVkUMqMIRII/AAAAAAAAAdY/wy4FP-Tdres/s200/IMG_3229.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573508221563847810" /></a><br /><div>Láska má veľmi veľa tvárí...</div><div>niektoré sú pestrofarebne gýčovité,</div><div>maľované vodovými farbami,</div><div>meniace svoju tvár či tvar </div><div>v závislosti od tlakovej níže...</div><div><br /></div><div>...iné sú navonok nenápadné </div><div>ale nekonečné vo svojej tichej oddanosti,</div><div>prežijú aj dekádu bez slnka a vody,</div><div>sú tu vždy a navždy</div><div>raz horúce od slnka</div><div>inokedy chladné na dotyk...</div><div><br /></div><div>...niektoré sú mierumilovné,</div><div>iné zas rebelantské</div><div>niektoré sídlia v srdci,</div><div>iné zas v hlave</div><div>a gurmánom aj v žalúdku...</div><div><br /></div><div><div>...všetkým Vám mojim spriazneným dušičkám<div>nezáležiac na tom či už Lásku máte,</div><div> alebo o Nej ešte len snívate<div>alebo či Ju viac rozdávate </div><div>než dostávate</div><div>či Ju konštantne máte </div><div>alebo si iba horko-ťažko na Ňu spomínate</div><div><br /></div><div>...jednoducho všetkým Vám ktorí v <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"><b>Lásku</b></span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">V</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#993399;">e</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">r</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;">í</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC66CC;">t</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF99FF;">e</span></div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div><i>Prajem lásky-plného Valentína...</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>...or various <b>Shades of Love</b></div><div><b><br /></b></div><div>Love has many different faces...</div><div><br /></div><div>Some glitter in the raindrops</div><div> with a kaleidoscope of colours</div><div>changing hues and melting into each other</div><div>and disappearing with the first cloud...</div><div><br /></div><div>Some are plain, but constant</div><div>indissolvable even by the greatest tempests</div><div>here for Now and Forever...</div><div><br /></div><div>Love is</div><div>... both Peace and Anarchy</div><div>... a Hippie and a freak Believer </div><div>...in your Heart AND your Head</div><div>( and for those Gourmet among us in our stomachs too )</div><div><br /></div><div>To All of You</div><div> my Soulmates</div><div> my <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"><i>Optimists of Love</i></span></div><div>Have a Love- ly Valentine's Day !</div><div><br /></div><div>....a little bonus ... <i><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OTHRg_iSWzM">feeling good was good enough for me.</a></i>....</div><div>la la la laaa la la...</div><div>( feeling good IS good enough for me )</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-2091150446096676592?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-90504609682612005012011-02-01T08:08:00.000-08:002011-02-01T08:29:59.627-08:00...dnes mi moja veľmi blízka duša pripomenula, <div>že aj ja som sa kedysi takto cítievala...</div><div><br /></div><div>Čo sa stalo, kde sa to podelo,</div><div>ako to ( sa ) mám ZASA nájsť...</div><div><br /></div><div>Možno stačí len...</div><div>...otvoriť okno dokorán,</div><div>...zhlboka dýchať</div><div>...pomaličky spojiť horné a dolné mihalnice</div><div>...a VERIŤ </div><div><br /></div><div>Ďakujem za najkrajší darček mojej <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wZN_m5HeUUA">Supergirl</a></div><div><br /></div><div>( kliknite si aj vy )</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Just today, a very close soul of mine</div><div>reminded me</div><div>that I also used to feel that way...</div><div><br /></div><div>What happened to me...</div><div>how...</div><div>and why...</div><div><br /></div><div>Where can I find it ( me ) AGAIN ?</div><div><br /></div><div>is it enough to</div><div>....throw the windows wide open</div><div>....take a deep breath</div><div>....close my eyes</div><div>.... and believe I can ?</div><div><br /></div><div>Thank You for this super present, my <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wZN_m5HeUUA">Supergirl</a></div><div><br /></div><div>( Little click on the link above transforms you directly to Supergirl-dom )</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-9050460968261200501?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-78726769227100797682010-12-31T02:37:00.000-08:002011-01-01T04:51:59.328-08:00...priatelia, rodičia, bratia, sestry...všetci nášmu srdcu blízki...<div>Aj keď s Vami dnes fyzicky byť nemôžeme, </div><div>budeme tam a Vy tu</div><div>v Myšlienkach, Pocitoch a Spomienkach...</div><div><br /></div><div>a budeme si pritom potichučky hm-hmmkať </div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">Som</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF9900;">ewh</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC33;">ere </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">Over</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#00CCCC;">th</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CCFF;">e</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">Rain</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF99FF;">b</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">ow</span><br /></i><div>a želať si aby sme boli Vtáci a mohli len tak </div><div>za Vami priletieť...</div><div><br /></div><div>...dear friends, parents, brothers, sisters...all in our Hearts</div><div>Although we physically cannot Be with You today,</div><div>we Will be There and You will be Here</div><div>in Thoughts, Feelings, Memories...</div><div><br /></div><div>and we will quietly hum this tune</div><div>and wish that we could be birds</div><div>and fly <i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF0000;">Ov</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FF6600;">er</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#FFCC00;"> the</span> </i><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#33CC00;">Rain</span></i><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#6600CC;">bo</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC33CC;">w</span></i> to You...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><b><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1HRa4X07jdE">Somewhere Over the Rainbow...</a></b></div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. A ak ste si ešte náhodou neklikli na riadok nad týmto, Urobte to čím skôr...</div><div>P.S.And if You haven't clicked the underlined link above yet, do so Now...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-7872676922710079768?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-45995238783673275612010-12-27T02:32:00.000-08:002010-12-27T03:41:01.685-08:00<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TRhsWRDIyBI/AAAAAAAAAb8/NzHv35ZHC2A/s200/PC242511.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555309270150989842" /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TRhsWteWUgI/AAAAAAAAAcE/ENYtU-dGs-4/s1600/PC242525.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TRhsWteWUgI/AAAAAAAAAcE/ENYtU-dGs-4/s200/PC242525.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555309277781316098" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>...alebo čo má <i>obyčajná</i> Vianočka spoločné s harmonickým životom...<div><br /></div><div>Možno to už viete a možno ešte nie </div><div>ale aj chrumkavá,voňavá a maslom natretá Vianočka </div><div>má vplyv na naše šťastie a vyrovnanosť...</div><div><br /></div><div>Traduje sa, že podomácky vyrobená Vianočka</div><div>mala chrániť rodinu pred zlými vplyvmi a </div><div>zároveň aj utužiť vzťahy medzi jej členmi.</div><div>Pečie sa s 9 tich ( ideálne )rovnakých prameňov</div><div>z ktorých každý má svoj špecifický význam.</div><div><br /></div><div>Prvé štyri sú Slnko, Voda, Zem a Vzduch.</div><div>To je to " gro " na ktorom vysí naša existencia.</div><div><br /></div><div>Na nich ukladáme Rozum, Vôľu a Cit.</div><div>Naše ľudské špecifiká.</div><div><br /></div><div>A poslednými dvoma prameňmi,</div><div>ktoré trónia na samom vrchu</div><div>spojíme ( aj napriek občasným problémom )</div><div>Poznanie a Lásku...</div><div><br /></div><div>Pramene by teoreticky mali byť približne rovnaké,</div><div>mali by na sebe držať a neodlepovať sa</div><div>a hlavne konečný výsledok</div><div>by mal mať príchuť</div><div>šťastia a lásky a vyrovnanosti...</div><div><br /></div><div> Upečte si aj vy Harmonický Život ;-)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>...or How to have a Harmonious Life</div><div><br /></div><div>Traditionally, our Christmas tables </div><div>would not be complete without this specific kind of cake</div><div>"<i><b>Vianočka</b></i>" ( loosely translated as a Christmas cake ).</div><div>The name of this cake itself has Christmas</div><div>embeded deep in its both spelling AND meaning.</div><div><br /></div><div>These days, many ( actually most of ) people simply go</div><div>to the supermarket and put one such specimen of </div><div><i>Vianočka</i> into their already overflowing Christmas shopping baskets...</div><div><br /></div><div>They have forgotten ( otherwise they would not miss out )</div><div>the ancestral meaning that lies beneath making it ourselves.</div><div><br /></div><div>There are 9 ( ideally same sized ) parts that are </div><div>braided intricately into each other</div><div>forming a three tiered creation.</div><div><br /></div><div>The base is woven from 4 braids that represent </div><div>the elements, our lives inherently depend on.</div><div>The Sun, the Water, the Earth and the Air.</div><div><br /></div><div>The next level represents the Human Nature</div><div> and its specifics</div><div>the Mind, the Will and the Feeling. </div><div><br /></div><div>Everything is topped by</div><div> the reign of the Knowledge and Love,</div><div>plaited together</div><div> in a simple yet strong tress.</div><div><br /></div><div>The trick is to make all tresses about the same size</div><div>and stick them All together in such fashion</div><div>that nothing would tear them apart.</div><div>This tradionally holds </div><div>the Promise of Harmonious Life.</div><div><br /></div><div>So let's get Baking ;-)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-4599523878367327561?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-23195484348791087342010-12-20T06:19:00.000-08:002010-12-20T07:23:29.896-08:00...alebo čo je najdôležitejšie ?<div><br /></div><div>V posledných dňoch sa čoraz viac nad tým zamýšľam.</div><div>Všetci naookolo sa tvária že </div><div>čím viacej a väčších darčekov nakúpia</div><div>čím krajšie a blikajúcejšie vyzdobia svoje domčeky</div><div>a čím viacej kariet a pozdravov pošlú</div><div><br /></div><div>tým budú ľúbenejší, spokojnejší, šťastnejší...?</div><div><br /></div><div>Halóóó......! Zobuďme sa !</div><div><br /></div><div>Idú predsa Vianoce !</div><div><br /></div><div>Oficiálne sa prestávam stresovať a</div><div>začínam viac usmievať </div><div>( ak s tým máte problémy pozrite si priložené videjko )</div><div>objímať a pusinkovať,</div><div>vnímať a cítiť ( namiesto drieť a chrbát si necítiť )</div><div>a prežívať veci, udalosti a aktivity</div><div>AKO DIEŤA</div><div>( a nie ako vyčerpaný, neveriaci v zázraky, cynický dospelák )</div><div><br /></div><div>Hm...čo na to VY???</div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. Čo keby sme Všetci na Vianoce zobrali </div><div>malú/väčšiu/najväčšiu krabičku,</div><div>a naplnili ju troškou všetkého mňam - mňamového vianočného</div><div>čo budeme na Sviatky do seba tískať</div><div>A odniesli to do mesta a darovali prvému premrznutému bezdomovcovi...</div><div><br /></div><div>Bude nás to Všetkých ešte dlho predlho pri srdiečku hriať...</div><div><br /></div><div>A o tom sú Vianoce.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>...or what is the most important ?</div><div><br /></div><div>In the last few days I couldn't help wondering</div><div>why did all the people around</div><div>seem to be thinking that</div><div>by purchasing MORE presents</div><div>decorating their houses with everMORE lights</div><div>sending MORE cards than anyone else</div><div><br /></div><div>they'll be/feel/become happier, more content, lovable...?</div><div><br /></div><div>Hellooooooo...! Wake up !</div><div><br /></div><div>Christmas is coming !</div><div><br /></div><div>I am officially letting go</div><div>of all the stresses and worries</div><div>( for the time being at least ;-) </div><div>And starting to Smile, Kiss and Hug MORE</div><div>to feel ( rather than being numb ) MORE</div><div>to see things and events and activities </div><div>like a child again</div><div>( and leaving the cynical, complaining and hopeless adult far behind )</div><div><br /></div><div>I believe in Miracles !</div><div>How about You ? ;-)</div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. How about we ALL during Christmas</div><div> took a small box ( paper/plastic...whatever)</div><div>and filled it with a little bit of</div><div> all things yummie on</div><div> our Christmas tables</div><div>and went for a lovely wintery walk with it</div><div>AND gave it to the first chilled to the bone homeless Person...</div><div><br /></div><div>We will feel much warmer in our hearts - guaranteed ;-).</div><div><br /></div><div>And That Is What Christmas Is About ...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aXwEBp3cKfM">The Bare Necessities ;-)</a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-2319548434879108734?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-75507792694170606152010-12-03T10:29:00.001-08:002010-12-03T11:49:15.018-08:00<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TPk3QEoSkPI/AAAAAAAAAbE/QsykpnN8xOY/s200/PC032422.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546525165343641842" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TPk3QQxHO1I/AAAAAAAAAbM/8N552vdrank/s200/PC032423.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546525168601873234" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Už je tu zas <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">December</span>...</div><div>A dnes akurát <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;"><i>tretí...</i></span></div><div><br /></div><div>Je to deň špeciálny, narodeninový...</div><div><br /></div><div>Mamka, prajeme Ti Všetko len to najlepšie !</div><div>xxx</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">December</span> is here again, believe it or not...</div><div>And today is <i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">the Third...</span></i></div><div><br /></div><div>Very special , Birth - day Day...</div><div><br /></div><div>We wish You all the Bestest Best Mum !</div><div>xxx</div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-7550779269417060615?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-34861873065923272232010-11-10T07:13:00.000-08:002010-11-10T08:04:56.308-08:00<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TNrCRF6l8BI/AAAAAAAAAaI/Rmr4fXxtNDw/s200/PA162280.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537952290706944018" /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TNrCRZplSMI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/NOTEnMe7qBE/s1600/PA162281.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 138px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TNrCRZplSMI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/NOTEnMe7qBE/s200/PA162281.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537952296004307138" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TNrCQ0wcC9I/AAAAAAAAAaA/-kMDDEpp-M4/s1600/PA162275.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TNrCQ0wcC9I/AAAAAAAAAaA/-kMDDEpp-M4/s200/PA162275.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537952286100949970" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TNrCQhbCqAI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/EXhBbh-OJMI/s1600/PA152182.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TNrCQhbCqAI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/EXhBbh-OJMI/s200/PA152182.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537952280910931970" /></a><br />...alebo je čas vrátiť sa do reality všedných dní...<div><br /></div><div>Našli sme si tu kúsok svojho súkromneho raja</div><div>( znovu ) našli pokoj v duši</div><div>( znovu ) objavili čaro</div><div> farieb jesene</div><div> trblietania slnka na vode</div><div> praskotu ohníka v kozube</div><div> piesne lesa</div><div> a radosti zo stretnutia (staro)nových priateľov...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>...or it is time to return to the reality of everyday life...</div><div><br /></div><div>We have fallen upon our very own piece of heaven </div><div>by coming to where</div><div>our souls felt at home</div><div>trees had leaves of every shade of yellow</div><div>water twinkled (in broad daylight ) with millions of tiny stars</div><div>forest hummed the oldest of melodies</div><div>and where old and new friends are...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-3486187306592327223?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-56068646782938561292010-11-09T08:04:00.000-08:002010-11-10T09:23:57.209-08:00<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 121px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TNl2jlgDGCI/AAAAAAAAAZg/eAR4KnuBx88/s200/PA152171.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537587570562766882" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 113px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TNl2jbPEutI/AAAAAAAAAZY/G_qDu3Vro7g/s200/PA152167.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537587567807216338" /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TNl2jywedJI/AAAAAAAAAZo/FnFxBeX4iAg/s1600/PA162251.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TNl2jywedJI/AAAAAAAAAZo/FnFxBeX4iAg/s200/PA162251.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537587574121329810" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>...ešte nám zostáva zopár chvíľ v tejto čarovnej krajine...</div><div><br /></div><div>Veľa sme túrovali a člnkovali = kajakovali ,</div><div>len tak sedeli a oddychovali,</div><div>čumeli do " blba " a mlčali...</div><div>Jednoducho existovali</div><div>a zbierali energiu na návrat do civilizácie...</div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. Hummingbird a Algonquin Moon sú nádherné miesta </div><div>kde sme boli ubytovaní. Ak smerujete do Algonquin Parku,</div><div>viac nehľadajte. Vrelo odporúčame...</div><div><a href="http://www.algonquinmoon.com/">Algonquin Moon</a> a aj <a href="http://www.cedargrove.on.ca/">Cedar Grove Lodge</a>.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>...there were still a few moments to spare...</div><div><br /></div><div>We spent them hiking and kayaking ( our new hobby )</div><div>and just sitting and reposing and lazying</div><div>basically just breathing</div><div>thus being...</div><div>We were accumulating the energy needed to go back</div><div>to civilisation...</div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. By the way, <a href="http://www.cedargrove.on.ca/">Hummingbird</a> and <a href="http://www.algonquinmoon.com/">Algonquin Moon</a> are</div><div>both wonderful places where we stayed at while in Canada.</div><div>If ever your journey takes you near Algonquin Park, </div><div>do not look further and give them a go.</div><div>You will be amazed..</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-5606864678293856129?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-43037059793574605672010-11-09T07:04:00.000-08:002010-11-09T08:04:00.249-08:00<div><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TNlmGRBRTGI/AAAAAAAAAY8/QWMoHwhVMQs/s200/PA142101.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537569474662714466" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TNlmG2Tz3tI/AAAAAAAAAZE/4LiQTlBPASI/s200/PA142108.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537569484672589522" />...alebo Netopierie jazero a padajúce šťastie...<div><div>Na tretí deň sme konečne vyrazili do ozajstnej prírody</div><div>Pršalo ale nám to vôbec nevadilo...</div><div>Práve naopak :-)</div><div>Cítili sme sa v tej divočine ( a aj sme boli ) úplne sami...</div><div>Chvíľu sme sa aj báli, kedže ozbrojení sme boli</div><div>jedine maličkým swiss nožíkom a</div><div>les bol plný potencionálnych medveďov ( to fakt )</div><div>a mývalov a vlkov a ...</div><div>mobil prestal fungovať 15km za hranicou</div><div>Národného parku</div><div>tzn.dávno predtým než sme zaparkovali </div><div>a na vlastných nohách vstúpili do ticha...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>Stačilo ale krátko a </div><div>a cítili sme sa "<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#006600;"><i>doma</i></span>" ...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>...or the Bat Lake and the raining Happiness</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>On the third day we finally set out</div><div>for the real " <i>Canada"</i></div><div><br /></div><div>The rain drops kept falling but we did not mind at all</div><div>It only added to the real <i>wilderness</i> atmosphere...;-)</div><div>We have finally reached </div><div>our very own misanthropist's heaven </div><div>( Heathcliff would approve ;-) )</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>We were on our own...</div><div>Afraid at first, as we were armed with a little swiss knife only ,</div><div>and the surrounding woods were full of wildlife</div><div>( bears and such for a fact )</div><div>...soon we rediscovered </div><div>the magic of the solitude </div><div>and felt right at " <i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#006600;">home</span></i> "</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><u><br /></u></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><u><br /></u></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#0000EE;"><u><br /></u></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TNlmHOJFHlI/AAAAAAAAAZM/BQWLc3SWAio/s1600/PA162288.jpg"></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-4303705979357460567?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-22323147903377042042010-10-29T03:07:00.000-07:002010-10-29T03:44:22.800-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TMqhlI-JvGI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Egq7L_9exp8/s1600/PA121991.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 186px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TMqhlI-JvGI/AAAAAAAAAYA/Egq7L_9exp8/s200/PA121991.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533412751613475938" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TMqhk_3Rv0I/AAAAAAAAAX4/v7Y_39HkM1U/s1600/PA121985.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TMqhk_3Rv0I/AAAAAAAAAX4/v7Y_39HkM1U/s200/PA121985.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533412749168721730" /></a><br />Stále inšpirovaní Kanadou : - )<div>odporúčame Vám pozrieť si <a href="http://1000awesomethings.com/the-top-1000/">túto stránku</a><div>plnú nápadov a spomienok a starých dobrých aktivít</div><div>ktoré Vám zaručene pomôžu si uvedomiť,</div></div><div>že napriek prekážkam a neúspechom</div><div><b><i>všetko zlé je na niečo dobré...</i></b></div><div>Usmejte sa s nami...</div><div><br /></div><div>Náš " <i>awesome things </i>"príspevok...?</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;">Č.1001</span> : Nájsť v obchode nenormálne krásny koláčik,</div><div>a zistiť že ani nie je tak drahý a</div><div>že aj <b>chutí</b> perfektne...</div><div>P.S. Uhádnete, kto si vybral ktorý ?</div><div><br /></div><div>Still under Canadian spell ;-)</div><div>we recommend you all have a look at <a href="http://1000awesomethings.com/the-top-1000/">1000 awesome things</a></div><div>It is almost guaranteed to make you smile </div><div>and to realize that </div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#990000;">awesome </span>can be found</div><div> in the simplest actions, objects and thoughts</div><div>and that maybe some of the most amazing experiences </div><div>are just happening...</div><div>Our very own contribution for today is :</div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;">No.1001</span> : Finding the perfectly looking cupcake </div><div> in the store window</div><div> AND realizing that it is affordable</div><div> and tastes just as good as it looked...;-)</div><div>P.S. Can you guess, who chose which one ?</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-2232314790337704204?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-14017686777744575802010-10-27T06:17:00.000-07:002010-10-27T06:49:27.114-07:00<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TMgpa05DZsI/AAAAAAAAAW8/RpfKDrhn354/s200/PA132008.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532717683075933890" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TMgpb8bLFTI/AAAAAAAAAXM/w7lf25x-X6g/s200/PA132016.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532717702277961010" /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TMgpcwo8B7I/AAAAAAAAAXc/JlYZfeZ62sc/s1600/PA132020.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 146px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TMgpcwo8B7I/AAAAAAAAAXc/JlYZfeZ62sc/s200/PA132020.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532717716294338482" /></a><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 98px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TMgpbBtMfwI/AAAAAAAAAXE/W6OLmcqYLvE/s200/PA132013.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532717686515859202" /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TMgpcYN3AjI/AAAAAAAAAXU/rmmyTi3yKw4/s1600/PA132017.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TMgpcYN3AjI/AAAAAAAAAXU/rmmyTi3yKw4/s200/PA132017.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532717709738312242" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>...alebo skoré ranné vstávanie a studená ( namiesto horúcej Bikram ) jóga</div><div>Prvých pár dní v Toronte sme sa " vďaka " <b>jet lag</b>-u</div><div> zobúdzali naozaj skoro... ešte pred slnkom</div><div>Tak sme to využili na ranné plávanie a jacuzzi - ovanie a jógu </div><div>na 27.!!! poschodí hotela...</div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. Výhľad bol naozaj fantastický. V pozadí s <i>Toronto tower</i></div><div>P.S2. A s ďalekohľadom by sme dovideli až na Niagarské...možno ;-)))</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>...or early morning waking up and cold ( on instead of hot Bikram ) yoga</div><div>For the first few days in Toronto, we kept waking up really early,</div><div>thanks to <b>jet lag</b></div><div>even before the sun rose...</div><div>Feeling full of energy, we decided to use the extra hours</div><div>in the swimming pool and jacuzzi on the 27.!!! floor of the hotel</div><div>and by doing some early bird yoga postures...</div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. The view was fantastic ! Toronto tower at our level.</div><div>P.S2. We could perhaps see as far as the Niagara falls...</div><div>with the right equipment of course ;-)))</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-1401768677774457580?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-4814799014179933962010-10-19T08:29:00.000-07:002010-10-19T09:05:18.092-07:00<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TL28e83vpaI/AAAAAAAAAWo/YvPxUig5H7g/s200/PA111963.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529783157402871202" /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TL28fKpSsbI/AAAAAAAAAWw/o_Ft1Sg60_4/s1600/PA111971.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 113px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TL28fKpSsbI/AAAAAAAAAWw/o_Ft1Sg60_4/s200/PA111971.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529783161100349874" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TL28emGQnrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/BEF7LF6-sAI/s1600/PA111951.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TL28emGQnrI/AAAAAAAAAWg/BEF7LF6-sAI/s200/PA111951.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529783151289736882" /></a><br />Práve sme sa vrátili z našej druhej svadobnej cesty <div>( to len my tak voláme,</div><div> lebo ja som od malička chcela ísť na svadobnú cestu do Kanady )</div><div><br /></div><div>Bolo tak dobre...</div><div>Dávno sme sa necítili takto spokojne a šťastne...</div><div>(jediné negatívum je že Hippinko musel zostať domka)</div><div>Ale to nie je vina Kanady</div><div><br /></div><div>Celé dobrodružstvo začalo na Niagarských vodopádoch...</div><div>Neuveríte ale Jožko ich po prvýkrát zbadal </div><div>cez okno mužských záchodov...</div><div>Hneď po mňa pribehol a</div><div> potom sme už len spolu stáli na špičkách </div><div>a pozerali na ten zázrak prírody </div><div>cez špinavé záchodové okno</div><div> a smiali sa nad absurdnosťou tejto situácie...</div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. Pre Jožka mal tento výlet ešte aj iný rozmer...</div><div>Po asi 17 rokoch zasa stretol svojho bratranca Paľa ( a jeho Petru tiež )</div><div>To bolo radosti...</div><div>P.S2. jedli sme v ten deň v tzv.<b>Swiss chalet</b> - McDonald severu, </div><div>ktorý síce nemá so Švajčiarskom nič spoločné, ale chutiť to nám chutilo.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>We have just returned from our<i> second honeymoon </i>in Canada </div><div>( we called it honeymoon, </div><div>because I have always wanted to go to Canada for mine )</div><div><br /></div><div>It was amazing....</div><div>We didn't feel this good and happy for a VERY long time</div><div>( the only drawback being that we had to leave Hippie behind @ home )</div><div>But I guess, we can't blame that on Canada ;-)</div><div><br /></div><div>The whole adventure started at Niagara Falls...</div><div>Believe it or not, Jozko first saw them ( yes, the Falls )</div><div> through the window of a male toilet...!</div><div>He immediately ran to get me </div><div>and there we were, </div><div>inside the toilets, </div><div>standing on our tiptoes to get a better view, </div><div>looking through a grubby grey window,</div><div>watching this amazing creation of Nature </div><div>and laughing at the absurdity of the situation...</div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. This trip had another important dimension for Jozko too.</div><div>After approximately 17 years he got to see </div><div>his <i>long time no see </i>cousin Palo</div><div>( and we got to meet his Petra too ;-) </div><div>P.S2.We ate at the <b>Swiss chalet</b> restaurant that day. </div><div>It is kind of a MacDonald of the North</div><div> and despite having nothing in common with Switzerland </div><div>the food was lovely and there were smiles everywhere...</div><div><br /><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-481479901417993396?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-3552163194448401212010-09-08T04:52:00.000-07:002010-09-23T05:41:30.562-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TJtDGMyzR7I/AAAAAAAAAVs/LcHVhHmYYlM/s1600/P8251477.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 188px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TJtDGMyzR7I/AAAAAAAAAVs/LcHVhHmYYlM/s200/P8251477.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520079542065252274" /></a><br /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TId9m0OkTOI/AAAAAAAAAVA/RSOeyeSRB-c/s200/P8251428.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514514374546705634" /><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TId9nUcYpEI/AAAAAAAAAVI/1GOguPqMucI/s200/P8251442.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514514383194596418" /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TId9n3D0l2I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/KlvuOb8SJiA/s1600/P8251435.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TId9n3D0l2I/AAAAAAAAAVQ/KlvuOb8SJiA/s200/P8251435.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514514392486811490" /></a><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Na druhej strane je tu však Svetlo...</div><div style="text-align: left;">Ak je tma líc, je svetlo rubom</div><div style="text-align: left;">Ak je tma yin, je svetlo yangom</div><div style="text-align: left;">Ak je tma nocou, je svetlo dňom</div><div style="text-align: left;">Matematicky povedané :<b> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">Tma je </span>A<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">. Svetlo je </span>B<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">. </span>A<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"> je opakom </span>B<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;">.</span></b> :-))</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Čo v sebe skrýva svetlo ?</div><div style="text-align: left;">Teplo ( domova napríklad ), </div><div style="text-align: left;">vedomie a uvedomovanie si že som ( tu a rada ),</div><div style="text-align: left;">objavovanie všetkého nového a predtým neznámeho</div><div style="text-align: left;"> ( čítanie, cestovanie ale aj obyčajný rozhovor medzi dvoma <i>Ľuďmi</i> ),</div><div style="text-align: left;">lásku, rodinu, mláďatká,</div><div style="text-align: left;">využitý čas...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">On the other hand, however, there is the Light.</div><div style="text-align: left;">If darkness is a night, light is a day</div><div style="text-align: left;">If darkness is Yin, light must be Yang</div><div style="text-align: left;">If darkness is a dream, light is a dream come true</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Mathematically speaking :</div><div style="text-align: left;"> Darkness is <b>A</b>. Light is <b>B</b>. <b>A</b> is the opposite of <b>B</b>. ;-)</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">Light is a family,</div><div style="text-align: left;">light is a friend,</div><div style="text-align: left;">light is the ability to learn</div><div style="text-align: left;">to discover</div><div style="text-align: left;">to read</div><div style="text-align: left;">to be Human</div><div style="text-align: left;">to love and create</div><div style="text-align: left;">to smile...</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">( for me anyway )</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-355216319444840121?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-61662290368266026972010-09-08T03:28:00.000-07:002010-09-08T04:52:51.658-07:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 113px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TIdoM_uJh7I/AAAAAAAAATg/Zxn0AXOToGk/s200/P8251427.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514490841211176882" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TIdoMmLbZrI/AAAAAAAAATY/M7pN3AlJsWk/s1600/P8251408.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 113px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TIdoMmLbZrI/AAAAAAAAATY/M7pN3AlJsWk/s200/P8251408.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514490834354661042" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TIdoMGqavvI/AAAAAAAAATQ/OxxAZ0yYp8M/s1600/P8251429.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 113px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TIdoMGqavvI/AAAAAAAAATQ/OxxAZ0yYp8M/s200/P8251429.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514490825894706930" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TIdoLn3aloI/AAAAAAAAATI/bsiH0rzLCVQ/s1600/P8251430.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 113px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TIdoLn3aloI/AAAAAAAAATI/bsiH0rzLCVQ/s200/P8251430.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514490817627723394" /></a><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Svetlo a temnota... a ich nikdy nekončiaci súboj o moju priazeň </div><div>Čo v sebe skrýva čierna farba ?</div><div><br /></div><div>Noc, tmu, tiene, tajomstvá , strach a strašidlá,</div><div> všetko ošúchané, zaprášené</div><div> zabudnuté ale aj tajne si pamätajúce,</div><div> veci stratené a činy neodpustiteľné,</div><div>samotu a bolesť...</div><div>To je jedna strana tmy...</div><div>Je v nej skrytý ale aj spánok, sny a pokoj v duši, </div><div>všetko zatiaľ neznáme, neobjavené a nedotknuté...</div><div><br /></div><div>Je moja myseľ teda skôr tmou...?</div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. Verte, či nie, ale domček na fotke je iba fatamorgána,</div><div> maliarova fantázia</div><div><br /></div><div>Light and Darkness...they never stopped fighting for my attention</div><div>What is Darkness, really ?</div><div>Night, shadows,secrets, fears and skeletons ,isolation,mysteries,</div><div>all that is forgotten but not forgiven,</div><div> things lost but quietly remembered...</div><div>That is however only one side of the blackness ( the dark one ;-)).</div><div>Only in total darkness can I sleep and dream, </div><div>not rationalise but only feel (why else would it intensify senses ), </div><div>find peace and quiet,</div><div>it is the realm of things unknown, yet to be found, discovered...</div><div><br /></div><div>I often wonder, do I prefer blindness, unawareness... to light?</div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. Believe it or not, the house on the picture is </div><div>only a painter's phantasy, a photograph of a painting</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-6166229036826602697?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-28599038689177357002010-09-07T02:08:00.001-07:002010-09-07T02:44:14.114-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TIYIfQeBKJI/AAAAAAAAASw/OFOBo68Pj3E/s1600/IMG_1065.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TIYIfQeBKJI/AAAAAAAAASw/OFOBo68Pj3E/s320/IMG_1065.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514104126851590290" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TIYIfEWg_tI/AAAAAAAAASo/_0xRS1rrFG0/s1600/IMG_1061.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TIYIfEWg_tI/AAAAAAAAASo/_0xRS1rrFG0/s320/IMG_1061.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514104123598896850" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TIYGxJ4DNVI/AAAAAAAAASU/uTj4j9RtArU/s1600/P8271517.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 181px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TIYGxJ4DNVI/AAAAAAAAASU/uTj4j9RtArU/s320/P8271517.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514102235296118098" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TIYGw5dcYuI/AAAAAAAAASM/SGpPzCVl5TQ/s1600/P8271497.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TIYGw5dcYuI/AAAAAAAAASM/SGpPzCVl5TQ/s320/P8271497.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514102230889554658" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TIYGwbsFWKI/AAAAAAAAASE/W6DFmuEhNa4/s1600/P8111019.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TIYGwbsFWKI/AAAAAAAAASE/W6DFmuEhNa4/s320/P8111019.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514102222897895586" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div>Takto sme začínali... <b><i>It all started like this...</i></b></div><div><br /></div><div>Maličký, nevinný a tichý... <b><i>Tiny, innocent and quiet...</i></b></div><div><br /></div><div>Hovorí sa, že jeden z najrýchlejšie rastúcich živočíchov</div><div> na tejto planéte je chobotnica. Vraj ak by ľudia rástli rovnakým tempom</div><div>vyzerali by minimálne ako veľryby ( a to približne po roku života ).</div><div><b><i>They say one of the fastest growing species on our planet is squid.</i></b></div><div><b><i> If humans grew at the same rate they would very</i></b></div><div><b><i>soon ( perhaps after a year or two ) look like whales .</i></b></div><div><br /></div><div>Ja si to však nemyslím... </div><div>Podľa mňa je najrýchlejšie rastúcim zvieratkom náš Hippie...</div><div>Však pozrite...</div><div><b><i>However, I think that is rather incorrect.</i></b></div><div><b><i>They (the scientists ) forgot to include our own Hippie...</i></b></div><div><b><i>Have a look yourself...</i></b></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-2859903868917735700?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-37130581728974976012010-08-16T03:31:00.000-07:002010-09-23T05:47:47.123-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TJtMWs6LE0I/AAAAAAAAAV4/PN2Q-BCNSHo/s1600/P8141195.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TJtMWs6LE0I/AAAAAAAAAV4/PN2Q-BCNSHo/s200/P8141195.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520089721168663362" /></a><br /><div><br /></div>A je po svatbe...<div>Bolo perfektne, aj slnečno a aj upršano, aj vyprážano syrovo, a aj kolášovo, a vínkovo pivkovo, ale hlavne bratovo sestrovo a priateľskovo a nie v poslednej rade aj Žižkovovo...</div><div><br /></div><div>Jedna s piesní ktorá nám už navždy bude rezonovať v hlavách pri spomienke na tento víkend</div><div> je aj táto... </div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sd1IfDN6VKY">..........I am gonna be............</a></div><div><br /></div><div>Počuli sme ju naživo v medzinárodnom podaní Škóta, Čecha a usmievavej Švédky...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Another wedding party is over...</div><div>It was a weekend full of yin and yang, sun and rain, fried cheese and healthy fruit and veg, </div><div>wine and beer, male and female, but above all brother and sister and friends and Žižkov...</div><div><br /></div><div>One of the songs that will always and forever remind us</div><div> of this weekend is </div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sd1IfDN6VKY">.........I am gonna be ...........</a></div><div><br /></div><div>In our memory played by a group of a Scotchman, Czech and a smiley Swedish girl...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-3713058172897497601?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-15489673957403138682010-07-10T08:10:00.000-07:002010-07-10T08:38:19.487-07:00<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 141px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TDiN4hcCPaI/AAAAAAAAAQk/E5FWbB7ROB4/s320/P7090765.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492295747766468002" /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TDiN5YKI_3I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/RIa6Ti-RqPo/s1600/P7100882.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 286px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TDiN5YKI_3I/AAAAAAAAAQ0/RIa6Ti-RqPo/s320/P7100882.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492295762455363442" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TDiN5CPTrMI/AAAAAAAAAQs/nBmqIiTsbkA/s1600/P7090800.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 181px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TDiN5CPTrMI/AAAAAAAAAQs/nBmqIiTsbkA/s320/P7090800.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5492295756571454658" /></a><br /><div><br /></div><div>Prežili sme 15 krásnych dní... ako ( skoro ) kompletná <b>rodinka.</b>..</div><div>Axelík a Hippie and úplne super počasíčko, nič viac nám k štastiu nechýba...</div><div><br /></div><div>Dnes ale už Axelík odlieta naspäť do Švajčiarska...17.15 z Heathrowu.</div><div><br /></div><div>Odkedy odišli Hippinko len smutne sedí a vyzerá ich či sa už vracajú...</div><div>A ja tiež...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>We have just had the best 15 days ...as a ( almost ) complete <b>Family</b>...</div><div>Axel and Hippie and the weather being absolutely gorgeus...</div><div> just like heaven</div><div><br /></div><div>Today is however the day when Axel goes back to Switzerland...</div><div>...17.15 from Heathrow</div><div><br /></div><div>Since they have gone Hippie has been looking exceptionally sad,</div><div>sitting by the door and waiting for them to come back ...</div><div>I have to admit I am doing the same thing too...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-1548967395740313868?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-20770302144151598182010-06-17T08:26:00.001-07:002010-06-17T09:07:48.296-07:00<img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 181px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TBo_mMlcW1I/AAAAAAAAAPs/JBAePWuVL-Y/s200/IMG_1121.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483765421722852178" /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TBo_njcGVoI/AAAAAAAAAQE/TnizGCFPCR4/s200/IMG_1194.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483765445037545090" /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TBo_nKneVII/AAAAAAAAAP8/wmw3dSfA8gg/s1600/IMG_7457.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TBo_nKneVII/AAAAAAAAAP8/wmw3dSfA8gg/s200/IMG_7457.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483765438374368386" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TBo_mv--lyI/AAAAAAAAAP0/YYnv9_7L4Ow/s1600/IMG_1152.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/TBo_mv--lyI/AAAAAAAAAP0/YYnv9_7L4Ow/s200/IMG_1152.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5483765431225194274" /></a><br /><div>Alebo prvý, prvá, prvé...</div><div>Tak už máme za sebou mnohé " prvotiny "ako napríklad prvá návšteva </div><div>u veterinára, prvá poriadna prechádzka ( tých už bolo...), </div><div>prvé stretnutie s inými ľuďmi a psami, prvá kúpeľ (nemá to rád ), </div><div>prvá ozajstná zjedená kosť (mňam mňam),</div><div> prvá celá noc bez potreby ísť von na vécko, </div><div>prvá návšteva v škole pre psov, </div><div>prvé ( a posledné zatiaľ ) popálenie si ňufáka o horúcu rúru, </div><div>prvý psí priateľ ( viď foto ), </div><div>prvé stretnutie so psom rovnakej rasy ( teta Miffy ), </div><div>prvá obľúbená hračka ( žabiak ), prvá posteľ čo mu je už malá,</div><div> prvé napadnutie sa navzájom čmeliakom, </div><div>prvá najfajnovejšia lakocinka - sušená držka,</div><div> a aj prvá najobľúbenejšia pesnička ...</div><div><br /></div><div><b>Love me tender...love me true..</b>.atakďalej <i>lalalalalalalalalala</i></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Or first...everything and anything</div><div><br /></div><div> We have lived through so many many "<i>Firsts</i> " with our Hippie ...</div><div>To mention just a few, first visit to a vet, </div><div>first proper walk (off lead and heeling too ;-0),</div><div>first meetings with other people and especially canine friends (see photo ),</div><div> first time at school for dogs ( called Wits End - very appropriate ), </div><div>first whole night without going to the garden to do his business, </div><div>first bath ( doesn't like it ), first real treat ( dried tripe ), </div><div>first burn of his nose because the oven smelled too tempting ( I must bake fewer cakes ), </div><div>first fight with a bumble bee ( Ouch !),first favourite toy ( Froggy ), </div><div>first meeting with another Basset Hound ( Auntie Miffy )</div><div>and a very first favourite song too...</div><div><br /></div><div><b>Love me tender, love me true</b>.... <i>lalalalal lalalalalala</i></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-2077030214415159818?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-62309822926328676322010-05-24T12:19:00.001-07:002010-05-24T12:45:06.871-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S_rSlcO6L3I/AAAAAAAAAPI/uH7DTHqyszA/s1600/IMG_7441.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S_rSlcO6L3I/AAAAAAAAAPI/uH7DTHqyszA/s320/IMG_7441.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474919837697978226" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S_rSk2KUK6I/AAAAAAAAAPA/MfXiQj33XnM/s1600/IMG_7438.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 229px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S_rSk2KUK6I/AAAAAAAAAPA/MfXiQj33XnM/s320/IMG_7438.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474919827478162338" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S_rSkK-wdeI/AAAAAAAAAO4/GIxu_9fQZHk/s1600/IMG_7436.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S_rSkK-wdeI/AAAAAAAAAO4/GIxu_9fQZHk/s320/IMG_7436.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474919815886960098" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S_rSjuB1FYI/AAAAAAAAAOw/czIpUhkJRJs/s1600/IMG_7408.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S_rSjuB1FYI/AAAAAAAAAOw/czIpUhkJRJs/s320/IMG_7408.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474919808115217794" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S_rSjQJGr_I/AAAAAAAAAOo/6dtkL9m28iA/s1600/IMG_7402.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S_rSjQJGr_I/AAAAAAAAAOo/6dtkL9m28iA/s320/IMG_7402.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5474919800092667890" /></a><br /><div>Zavítalo k Nám leto !!! Posledných pár týždňov inak upršaný a sivastý a zafúkaný Leicester láme všetky dostupné teplotné rekordy...</div><div>... posledný víkend sme vraj dokonca horúčavami prekonali aj Rím a Nice...</div><div>akurát Madrid nás predbehol o pol stupňa...</div><div><br /></div><div>Je to proste Paráda !</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Summer has arrived !!! During the past few weeks otherwise grey and rainy and slightly depressing Leicester has undergone a major transformation into </div><div>a top seaside resort ... ( minus the sea of course )</div><div>According to a very reputable source, last weekend we even managed to beat Rome and Nice temperature wise</div><div> ( not amount of tourists wise ;-) luckily )</div><div>Only Madrid was hotter...</div><div><br /></div><div>Unbelievable and utterly fabulous !</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /><br /><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-6230982292632867632?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-47786918689637865852010-05-08T06:02:00.000-07:002010-05-08T06:17:01.226-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S-VhUoOiHJI/AAAAAAAAAOA/N49hyDaSvM8/s1600/IMG_7383.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 289px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S-VhUoOiHJI/AAAAAAAAAOA/N49hyDaSvM8/s320/IMG_7383.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468884329534987410" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S-VhUO_meQI/AAAAAAAAAN4/-Vjo7XuGEKg/s1600/IMG_7375.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 294px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S-VhUO_meQI/AAAAAAAAAN4/-Vjo7XuGEKg/s320/IMG_7375.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468884322761472258" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S-VhTg2GsfI/AAAAAAAAANw/i6pfLNS3Uds/s1600/IMG_7373.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S-VhTg2GsfI/AAAAAAAAANw/i6pfLNS3Uds/s320/IMG_7373.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468884310373609970" /></a><br /><div>Predstavujeme Vám dalšieho člena Vaňo Oniščenkového klanu </div><div>Hipiieho Hugs-a.</div><div>Hippie je jeho meno a Hugs priezvisko po mamke.</div><div>Však je krásny...</div><div>Narodil sa 2.Marca 2010 a k nám ho " <i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">bocian </span></i>" priniesol presne pred </div><div>21 hodinami </div><div>a 7 minútami a 13 sekundami...;-)</div><div><br /></div><div>Hip <b>Hippie</b> Hurá !</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Let us introduce you all to a new member of our family, our Hippie Hugs.</div><div>Hippie is his first name and Hugs his surname </div><div>(after his mum "<i>Mistletoe Hugs</i>").</div><div>Isn't he adorable...</div><div>Hippie was born on 2.March 2010 a he came to us</div><div> ( the <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">stork</span> brought him, of course )</div><div>exactly 21 hours 9 minutes and 13 seconds ago... ;-)</div><div><br /></div><div>Hip <b>Hippie</b> Hurrah !</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-4778691868963786585?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-85148739745801488802010-04-21T01:16:00.001-07:002010-04-21T01:29:31.835-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S860fxCA_HI/AAAAAAAAANk/wkL_-s445TI/s1600/IMG_0618.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S860fxCA_HI/AAAAAAAAANk/wkL_-s445TI/s320/IMG_0618.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5462501855877725298" /></a><br /><div>Konečne Doma ! </div><div>Viem, bola som síce zaseknutá v jednom z najkrajších miest na svete</div><div>Paríži, ale...Srdce ma ťahalo a vždy aj ťahá niekam inam...</div><div>DOMOV</div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. A domovom to robí aj táto " <i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;">olejomaľba</span></i> " od nášho milovaného Axelíka ;-)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Home at last !</div><div>I know, it could have been much worse. I was stuck in one of the most</div><div>beloved cities of the world - Paris, but...</div><div>My heart was and is and wanted to be somewhere else..</div><div>At Home...</div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. And it wouldn't be our home without this precious <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"><i>artwork</i></span></div><div>by our beloved Axel ;-)</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-8514873974580148880?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-40257460625515545162010-04-13T10:46:00.000-07:002010-04-13T10:50:48.872-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S8SucmXWh9I/AAAAAAAAANY/3N8ckxY-AnA/s1600/IMG_7350.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 238px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S8SucmXWh9I/AAAAAAAAANY/3N8ckxY-AnA/s320/IMG_7350.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459680454637946834" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S8Sub_G6MaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/SSleWaTpM38/s1600/IMG_7348.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S8Sub_G6MaI/AAAAAAAAANQ/SSleWaTpM38/s320/IMG_7348.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459680444099998114" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S8SubeBdokI/AAAAAAAAANI/8FHFlpGdkZQ/s1600/IMG_7346.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S8SubeBdokI/AAAAAAAAANI/8FHFlpGdkZQ/s320/IMG_7346.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459680435218784834" /></a><br /><div>Prajeme nám dobrú chuť...</div><div><br /></div><div>Bon appetit ...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-4025746062551554516?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-18977141820852169822010-04-13T02:14:00.000-07:002010-04-13T02:34:29.553-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S8Q2ezNwizI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Z0LliUChHfM/s1600/IMG_7342.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 193px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S8Q2ezNwizI/AAAAAAAAAM8/Z0LliUChHfM/s320/IMG_7342.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459548551051774770" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S8Q2ebpyMWI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Fyz_VGjktGQ/s1600/IMG_7341.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S8Q2ebpyMWI/AAAAAAAAAM0/Fyz_VGjktGQ/s320/IMG_7341.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459548544726872418" /></a><br /><div>Priatelia a rodičia a bratia a sestry a netere a synovcovia a krstňatka ...</div><div>Je najvyšší čas navštíviť nás .</div><div>Čakáme Vás s otvorenými náručiami...</div><div><br /></div><div>Už aj počasie v Anglicku sa začína normalizovať a aj quietky v záhradke krásne kvitnú...</div><div><br /></div><div>Veď si to pamätáte, že Najdôležitejšie Veci v Živote nie sú Veci...</div><div> :-))),hm?</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Dear friends and parents and brothers and sisters and nieces and nephews</div><div>and godchildren...</div><div>It is right and high time to visit Us here.</div><div>You are all very warmly expected...</div><div><br /></div><div>Even the weather is starting to get better and </div><div>the flowers in the garden are blooming </div><div>Oh so beautifully...</div><div><br /></div><div>We are sure You remember the very first post...</div><div>The Most Important Things in Life Aren't Things...:-))), hm?</div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-1897714182085216982?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-1805377825114300932010-04-01T02:36:00.000-07:002010-04-01T03:26:08.127-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S7RtL4liy2I/AAAAAAAAAMk/XOdrcUoaBIg/s1600/IMG_7292.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S7RtL4liy2I/AAAAAAAAAMk/XOdrcUoaBIg/s200/IMG_7292.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455105099588356962" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S7RtLaBXbZI/AAAAAAAAAMc/jim8pG-zUhw/s1600/IMG_7290.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 119px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S7RtLaBXbZI/AAAAAAAAAMc/jim8pG-zUhw/s200/IMG_7290.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455105091383553426" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S7RtLEtG8PI/AAAAAAAAAMU/h-xhGv_Ut0o/s1600/IMG_7287.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 119px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S7RtLEtG8PI/AAAAAAAAAMU/h-xhGv_Ut0o/s200/IMG_7287.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455105085661442290" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S7RtKr2BA-I/AAAAAAAAAMM/7BeRRWZHpX4/s1600/IMG_7283.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 156px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S7RtKr2BA-I/AAAAAAAAAMM/7BeRRWZHpX4/s200/IMG_7283.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5455105078987916258" /></a><br />Prajeme Vám Všetkým pokojne prežitú Veľkú Noc, dievčatám veľa vody <div>( a voňavky )- viem, že väčšina z nás to neobľubuje ale je to tradícia a tie treba zachovať aj pre dalšie generácie :-) <div>a chlapcom veľa zaslúžených vajíčok alebo štamperlikov...</div><div><br /></div><div>Tu kde žijeme sa tradícia Veľkej Noci už skoro úplne vytratila...je to škoda.</div><div>Je to tu navonok a možno aj vo vnútri o čokoláde, alkohole</div><div> a z ( pre nás )neznámych dôvodov aj o dávaní darčekov...Ako druhé Vianoce...</div><div><br /></div><div>A aj preto sú tie naše tradície tak dôležité...</div><div><br /></div><div>Už sa teším na pondelok...(ešteže môj polievač je iba jeden :-)) )</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Happiest Easter Everybody ! </div><div>Peaceful days with your nearest and dearest !</div><div><br /></div><div>Where we come from Easter used to be more about tradition than chocolate.</div><div> </div><div>Some of the " funnier " things that we do include boys/teenagers/fathers/brothers/neighbours and/or total strangers pouring water ( from hands/cups/mugs/syringes/buckets/hoses...) </div><div> on girls/mums/girlfriends/sisters/neighbours and/or total strangers...</div><div>Older ladies have the "<i>advantage</i>" of not being soaked in H2O but </div><div>in many different kinds of cheap and thus very smelly perfume.</div><div>In addition to total drenching females of the species are also being </div><div>whipped by( sometimes ) very joyfully decorated weeping willow's branches...</div><div><br /></div><div>All in the name of Beauty and Health.</div><div><br /></div><div>What boys get in return is ( depending on age group ) either chocolate egg or</div><div> small/or large glass of "<i>l'eau de vie</i>"...</div><div><br /></div><div>It is very important to keep traditions alive.</div><div>Somewhere it seems that Easter has already transformed into </div><div>"2nd Christmas"kind of thing.</div><div>We are encouraged to buy (one get one free), to eat,to drink...</div><div>but never to think about what Easter IS about...</div><div><br /></div><div>I am already looking forward to my water wake up call ;-)))</div><div>( luckily only one man knows about this tradition where I live now)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-180537782511430093?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-20294289038862425832010-03-27T03:58:00.000-07:002010-03-27T04:44:27.829-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S63qk8Rj__I/AAAAAAAAALo/OF3Uqe8eXc8/s1600/IMG_6872.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 314px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S63qk8Rj__I/AAAAAAAAALo/OF3Uqe8eXc8/s320/IMG_6872.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5453272644191518706" /></a><br />Mám na mysli "<i>spirituálny domov </i>", to miesto v duši kde je ticho, kam starosti a povinnosti a problémy jednoducho nedosiahnu, kde je protizvuková membrána cez ktorú sa jednoducho nedostanú...<div> Tam počujem iba harmóniu, iba pieseň čo má schopnosť sa ma emocionálne dotknúť, iba spev vtákov...</div><div> Žiadne tikanie hodiniek, bípanie mobilov, húkanie sanitiek, vety vyslovené bez (sú)citu...</div><div><br /></div><div>Dnes si na cestu beriem tento obraz a <a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TrLfVpu0esA">túto pieseň...</a></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I mean my " <i>spiritual home</i> ", that quiet and peaceful place somewhere deep inside me, carpeted and wallpapered by sound and trouble and pain proof carpet/paper...</div><div>I can only hear harmony there, only songs that touch my soul, only birdsong...</div><div>No ticking of clocks,beeping of mobiles, hooting of cars, no thorn-wrapped "<i>well</i>" meant sentences...</div><div><br /></div><div>I am going home... taking this painting and<a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TrLfVpu0esA"> this song </a>with me...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-2029428903886242583?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-81344243279864344852010-03-23T03:04:00.000-07:002010-03-23T03:48:35.754-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S6icCNwr7wI/AAAAAAAAALE/mtpfIiVjNGA/s1600-h/IMG_7279.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S6icCNwr7wI/AAAAAAAAALE/mtpfIiVjNGA/s320/IMG_7279.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451778910799523586" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S6icBtBntxI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Cbq-iJSjoQg/s1600-h/IMG_7274.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S6icBtBntxI/AAAAAAAAAK8/Cbq-iJSjoQg/s320/IMG_7274.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5451778902012180242" /></a><br />Som sama domaaaa !!! Či uveríte alebo nie, môj muž ( a nie Ja )odišiel pred pár minútami na 5-dňový business trip do Frankfurtu... :-(<div>Pripravil mi podľa vzoru kávičky na tie rána keď tu nebude -<i>máme taký zvyk, že stále keď idem preč pripravím mu 4, 5, a viac podľa potreby káv v hrnčekoch, takže tým že mu ubúdajú si človek uvedomuje že ten čas predsa len beží a že už nebude dlho sám. A samozrejme je to paráda keď v kuchyni na linke ráno čakajú pripravené kávičky...</i></div><div><i><br /></i></div><div>A teraz to musím zvládnuť ja...</div><div><br /></div><div>P.s. Asi by som si mala pozrieť " <b>Sám doma </b>" načerpať nejakú inšpiráciu od Kevina...:-)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I am home alone !!! Believe it or not, it is NOT me this time, but my hubby who left couple of minutes ago for a 5-day business trip to Frankfurt ... :-(</div><div>He prepared coffees in mugs for me for those lonely mornings when he is not here -</div><div><i>we have this tradition of always preparing morning coffees for the one left behind alone, so that</i></div><div><i> 1. it makes one feel better seeing the number of mugs declining ( meaning of course, the days of being alone are diminishing too ;-)</i></div><div><i>2. it is undoubtedly a nice feeling not to have to prepare the coffee alone in the morning</i></div><div><br /></div><div>And now it is me who has to go through this process for the VERY first time</div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. Perhaps I could watch "<b>Home alone</b>" to get some inspirations from Kevin ;-)</div><div> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-8134424327986434485?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-72128080966834462522010-03-16T07:16:00.000-07:002010-03-16T09:10:34.637-07:00<div><br /></div><div>...je veľa dôvodov na úsmev... skúste ich nájsť... fantázii sa medze <b><i>dnes</i></b> nekladú... </div><div><br /></div><div>Moje dôvody ...</div><div>...polomáčané keksíky na raňajky ( nevadí že chladnička je prázdna )</div><div>...slniečko svieti ( a náš " <i>dúho vyrábač</i> " kreslí farebné krúžky po stenách )</div><div>...môžem byť tu doma a nie dakde straaaašne ďaleko</div><div>...prvý krát tento rok som vyvesila prádlo vonku na vzduch</div><div>...( kedže chladnička je prázdna ) na obed <i>Maltesersky</i></div><div>...je mi teplúčko</div><div>...možno si pozriem " <i>Kráľa Rybára </i>" večer, už len tá myšlienka ma rozousmieva</div><div><br /></div><div>Dôvody sú, verte mi...Možno len stačí pozrieť na hocičo z iného uhla</div><div>Hľadajte so mnou priatelia !</div><div><br /></div><div>( kliknite si tu...)</div><div><br /></div><div><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tywcRka8rW0">Malá inšpirácia...</a></span></i></b></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;">P.S.</span> Čítala som nedávno niečo v zmysle : </div><div>" <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0); font-style: italic; ">Na spodku je najlepšia pôda na sadenie. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-style: normal; "><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">Len odtiaľ</span></i> <i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">môže vyrásť niečo nové</span></i>..."</span></span></div><div> Aj ten najväčší pesimista musí uznať, že je na tom aspoň zrmko pravdy... :-)</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"><b><i><br /></i></b></span></div><div>...there are so many reasons to smile...try to find them...fantasy has no limits...</div><div><br /></div><div>My reasons for smiling today...</div><div>...biscuits for breakfast</div><div>...sun is shining (and our "<i>rainbow maker</i> " is working ! - it needs sun to operate )</div><div>...I AM at home and not somewhere unbelievably far away</div><div>...first time this year the washing went outside to dry</div><div>...I am actually warm ;-)</div><div>...(as the fridge is empty ) <i>Maltesers </i>for lunch ...Yupiieeee !</div><div>...maybe I will watch "<i> Fisher King</i> " tonight... just the thought makes me happy</div><div><br /></div><div>There are many reasons. Believe me. Try looking at things from slightly different angle</div><div>and keep looking </div><div><br /></div><div>(click the link bellow)</div><div><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;"><b><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tywcRka8rW0">Little inspiration for you...</a></b></span></i></div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#CC0000;">P.S.</span> I read something very interesting the other day. It made me think and smile.</div><div>It was something like...</div><div> " <i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color:#009900;">At bottom is the best soil to sow and grow something new again</span></i>..."Even the biggest pessimist must surely see a ray of light after considering this. ;-)</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-7212808096683446252?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-28761041185630408072010-02-20T06:25:00.000-08:002010-02-20T06:41:04.618-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S3_y60qBKMI/AAAAAAAAAKU/oLJ0o6GOHls/s1600-h/IMG_7157.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S3_y60qBKMI/AAAAAAAAAKU/oLJ0o6GOHls/s320/IMG_7157.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440333967268063426" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S3_y6lwI4BI/AAAAAAAAAKM/RICAa1MjXKs/s1600-h/IMG_7156.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S3_y6lwI4BI/AAAAAAAAAKM/RICAa1MjXKs/s320/IMG_7156.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440333963267203090" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S3_y6DTy45I/AAAAAAAAAKE/7RAqBY46Iic/s1600-h/IMG_7154.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 282px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S3_y6DTy45I/AAAAAAAAAKE/7RAqBY46Iic/s320/IMG_7154.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5440333954021516178" /></a><br />Prvé tohoročné kvietky z našej záhradky...<div><br /></div><div>The very first flowers this year from our garden...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-2876104118563040807?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-48267148340028106082010-02-20T05:46:00.000-08:002010-02-20T06:01:28.149-08:00Chcem sa s Vami podeliť o niečo krásne...<div>Už niekoľko dní, každý deň aspoň chvíľku, trávim čas aj ííkaním a áahkaním </div><div>a júuj to je pekné-kaním</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.sashe.sk/"> na tejto stránke...</a></div><div><br /></div><div>( len si kliknite, nebojte sa...a vytešujte sa so mnou )</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>I would like to share something with you today...something beautiful </div><div>I have been spending time there, every day a little moment at least, doing nothing but </div><div>Aaaaahhhhh, Waaaw, Ohhhh ....that's beautiful kind of sounds</div><div>Have a look yourselves</div><div><br /></div><div><a href="http://www.sashe.sk/">Here...</a></div><div><br /></div><div> I know it is in Slovak, but you don't need to understand words, </div><div> when art is the matter, do you?</div><div> They are all handmade, original , usually only 1 of a kind exists creations...</div><div><br /></div><div>I hope you enjoy it !</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-4826714834002810608?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-47577143777402517062010-02-13T02:32:00.000-08:002010-02-13T03:36:02.592-08:00<div style="text-align: center;">Trošku predčasne Vám Všetkým prajeme krásneho Valentínka, plného lásky a teplého pocitu pri srdiečku a v brušku ( kde sa aspoň nám ženám koncentrujú emócie )...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">My s Jožkom sme Valentína oslávili už včera... Jógou...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Prvý krát v živote a hneď aj " hard core " Bikram Jógou...</div><div style="text-align: center;">Bola to ale paráda, vypotili sme všetky toxické látky a aj všetky jedovaté myšlienky a na chvíľu sa cítili ako novonarodeniatka...</div><div style="text-align: center;">( t.j. červení ako raci, spotení ako myši a hladní a smädní ako vlci a hlavne myseľ ako tabula rasa...)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">Relaxujte...a verte v lásku priatelia...</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sm43VXKYRhk">a snívajte............</a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></div><div> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Dear Friends...( a little bit earlier ) we want to wish You ALL the loveliest Valentine's Day ,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">full of loving and warm feelings</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">in your hearts and stomach </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">(where we , the ladies , feel the emotions most perhaps...)</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">We celebrated our Valentine's Day already yesterday, with Yoga...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">And not any yoga, but the very " hard core " variety,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> Bikram Yoga ,</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> where in addition to stretching your body to unbelievable distances, </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">you do it all in a heated room...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">It was great ! We sweated out all the toxic substances from our bodies </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">and </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">all the poisonous thoughts from our minds and for a short little while</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> felt like newborns once again...</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">( i.e.red and sweaty and hungry and thirsty and </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">our minds like '</span><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">tabula rasa'</span></i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"> ...)</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">So relax dear friends and Believe...in Love</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="white-space: pre;"><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rGU1GcWpcJ8"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">I believe...</span></a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;font-size:12px;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;font-size:100%;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" white-space: pre;font-size:12px;"><br /></span></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-4757714377740251706?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-28349951889164437772010-02-10T03:33:00.000-08:002010-02-10T04:12:22.239-08:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S3KaqDHPLoI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/1wkDekFEKdA/s1600-h/IMG_7148.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S3KaqDHPLoI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/1wkDekFEKdA/s320/IMG_7148.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436577747370454658" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S3KapoeFPKI/AAAAAAAAAJw/xKZdJqKqc5c/s1600-h/IMG_7150.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_abLjYSc6N3Q/S3KapoeFPKI/AAAAAAAAAJw/xKZdJqKqc5c/s320/IMG_7150.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5436577740218514594" /></a><br /><div> <span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>Môj Prvý Podomácky Urobený Chlebík ! Ja viem, pre tých čo ma poznáte asi šokujúce...Aj pre Mňa. Inšpirovala som sa svojou dobrou priateľkou Magdou, ktorá vždy využíva svoj voľný čas zmysluplne...Aj ja som chcela urobiť niečo, čo by dodalo mojim dlhým dňom, ktoré trávim doma sama, zmysel, dôvod, vôňu, chuť... a podarilo sa ! Neuveríte, ale taká "obyčajná "vec ako upečenie si vlastného chleba mi dalo na chvíľu veľmiintenzívny pocit, že žijem, že som žena, že niečo dokážem...a to prekvapenie v Jožkových očiach tiež stálo za to...</div><div><br /></div><div>Staré babky by povedali dačo v zmysle : "Nieto lepšej Medicíny ako fyzická práca..."</div><div>Asi na tom niečo bude...</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>My very first home made real Slovakian bread ! I know, for those of you, who know me, perhaps a shocking revelation...Believe me, I am shocked too ;-).</div><div>I was inspired by my very good friend Lena, who seems to be always doing something meaningful with her time...I am very bad at that, I have to admit, because I am best at doing "things" that are more out of this world than down to earth (i.e.dreaming, reading, just generally living in a unreal world...).</div><div><br /></div><div>But this time I did something different ! It gave my day the almost lost feeling of being here&amp;now, being a real woman, being able to create visible things... and of course the surprise in my husband's eyes was also worth the "trouble"...</div><div><br /></div><div>Where I come from, the old grandmas say something like : "There isn't a better Medicine for any ailment than an honest day of physical work..."</div><div>I am starting to believe, that there is truth hidden in those lines...</div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-2834995188916443777?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-62345530680165798062010-02-01T04:12:00.000-08:002010-02-01T04:40:13.699-08:00Dnes je Pampúšikov Veľký Deň ! <div>Prvý Dník v novej Vysnívanej Robotke !</div><div> </div><div>Všetkým Vám čo robíte dnes prvý krok k dosiahnutiu svojich cieľov a Snov , </div><div>a hlavne Tebe Pampúšik môj,</div><div>držíme silno presilno palce a vieme, že to zvládneš - zvládnete najlepšie ako sa len dá...</div><div><br /></div><div>Pampúšik ľúbime Ťa a cez éter posielame obrovský Hug.</div><div>xxx</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Today is a very special Day !</div><div>First Day at work for our very specially close friend Pampushik !</div><div>Her dream of this job is just in its very first steps...but already happenning</div><div><br /></div><div>For all of You Out there, doing your very first steps today, </div><div>whether they be literally walking steps or working climbs or... </div><div><br /></div><div>all the bestest Best and May all go as dreamt...</div><div><br /></div><div>...because Dreams can and shall and do come TRUE</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-6234553068016579806?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-45632305248849091352010-01-29T00:31:00.000-08:002010-01-29T01:19:04.140-08:00Raňajky ako Kráľovná, obed , večera ...uvidíme<div><br /></div><div>Dobré ránko Vám všetkým ! Dnes som sa zobudila s chuťou na niečo voňavé, niečo teplé a niečo jablkovo palacinkové...hmmmm. Uhádnete, čo? </div><div> Všetko to začalo vôňou. Vyprevadila som Jožka do práce a prišla do kuchyne. A tam nenormálne voňala klobása od jedného veľmi šikovného starkého ;-). Teda voňala Jožkovi a ja som žalúdkom hneď začala rozmýšlať čím ju prekryť. </div><div><br /></div><div>A už sa to varí = pečie...a vonia. Jablkovo - palacinkovo...a slovensko maslovo a ŠKORICOVO. O minútku je to hotové, tak ja utekám....</div><div><br /></div><div> "Co takhle dát si....." lalalalalala... niečo fajné... </div><div>Dobrú chuť Vám !</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Breakfast Like a Queen, lunch and dinner....let's think about that later</div><div><br /></div><div>Good Morning Everybody ! Today, I woke up with a desperate "need " for something warm, something smelling wonderfully, simply something 'applepancakecinammonish'...Very particular word for a very particular taste...Hmmmmmmmmm</div><div><br /></div><div>It all started with a smell. A very strong smell of a...Sausage. Home - made, from the beginning till the end ( if you know what I mean ;-) ), lovingly by one very gifted grandpa. My husband took it to work for lunch, together with bread and mustard (not very British, I know). </div><div>Well, for you all meat lovers, this idea maybe sounds nice. However, for me, My first though was, how to get the smell out of the kitchen, without letting the cold in.</div><div><br /></div><div>And Here is the result ! My Breakfast !</div><div><br /></div><div>We have (well, the Czechs have ;-)) a song which goes something like.....</div><div>"How about having some Spinach ...? - I know, very boring ;-) </div><div> but I changed the lyrics slightly to...</div><div><br /></div><div> "How about having something YUMMIE !"</div><div><br /></div><div>Bon Appetit !</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-4563230524884909135?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1745027160080708088.post-1386626347773094732010-01-26T04:21:00.000-08:002010-01-26T04:57:05.184-08:00Priatelom mojim...<div><br /></div><div>Prvy ozajstny prispevok venujem prave Vam...</div><div>Ako som napisala v titulke, tie najdolezitejsie veci v zivote nie su Veci...ale to my vsetci predsa vieme. A prave preto su vztahy medzi nami tak neobycajne obycajne, tak silne, tak ozajstne...</div><div><br /></div><div>Bez Vas by som nebola cim som...bez rodicov by som nebola.</div><div><br /></div><div>Tak Vam chcem aj takto zakricat nech cely svet pocuje, ze Vas Velmi Lubim a uz sa tesim kedy Vas najblizsie zasa "nazivo" vyobjimam a budeme len tak spolu sediet a pocuvat sa navzajom a fukat si svoje bolacky a tesit sa zo svojich uspechov a radosti a popijat caj alebo vinko alebo Huberta a mat pokoj na dusicke lebo sme spolu a nie od seba...</div><div><br /></div><div>tak krasny Januarovy dnik vam prajem a myslim na Vas Priatelia!</div><div>Vyhlasujem tento den za " Medzinarodny den priatelov " !</div><div> </div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>To all my Friends...</div><div><br /></div><div>My first real post is dedicated to You... </div><div>As I said in the title, "the most important Things in Life aren't Things "... but we all know that already, don't we...?And perhaps because of that relationships between us are so real and magical at the same time...</div><div><br /></div><div>Without You I wouldn't be the person I am ...Without my parents I wouldn't Be</div><div><br /></div><div>So today, I wanted to let you know (and the whole wide world too) how much You mean to me and How much I love You all. I am already looking forward to the moment I'll see you again and will be able to hug you realistically and not just virtually...</div><div><br /></div><div>So have a beautiful January day! I dedicated it to you! 26th January = The Friends Day !<br /><div><br /></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1745027160080708088-138662634777309473?l=vanoniscenkovci.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Tanicka a Jozkohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09723189223831439739noreply@blogger.com3