<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888</id><updated>2012-02-05T06:59:52.231-05:00</updated><category term='Retseptid'/><category term='Sisekujundus'/><category term='Kasulikku'/><title type='text'>Puhvis Kukk</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>421</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-3647442186566647385</id><published>2011-12-11T09:12:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-12-11T09:14:00.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sense and sensibility.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vm_MqJTW28M/TuS6n783BrI/AAAAAAAADt8/EFKXRdX16l4/s1600/IMG_3128.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="250" width="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vm_MqJTW28M/TuS6n783BrI/AAAAAAAADt8/EFKXRdX16l4/s320/IMG_3128.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma ei tea kas keegi enam seda blogi loeb aga tahtsin "ametlikult" oelda et teen vaikese pausi. Mu terviseprobleemid on ikka hm probleemsed, nii et mu kogu energia laheb selle alla et hea ema olla, terveks saada ja siis mingi hetk peaks ka abikaasale mingit aega puhendama, kes oota kannatlikult et tema naine tagasi oleks. Olen saja arsti juurest labi kainud, nuud proovin hiina meditsiini - 30 tabletti paevas!!!! AGA mul on nii siiber ees, ma tahan niiii vaga terveks saada, et ma teeks ukskoik mida, ukskoik millal. Nii et hoidke poialt kui puhade ajal aega on. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma tahtsin oelda et kui ma seda blogi alustasin kirjutasin seda update-ina sopradele ja perele aga suure ullatusena leidsin et taiesti voorad lugesid minu arutlusi seinast seina teemadel. Ma ei oska adekvaatselt oelda kui tore see oli ja kui hinnalisena ma seda leidsin et te votsite aega oma paevast et lugeda mu asjaajamisi. See mojus sellise sooja virtuaalse paina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma soovin koigile ilusat ja rahulikku pyhi ning loodan et hoiate ennast. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suur ja pehme kalli,&lt;br /&gt;Teie,&lt;br /&gt;Puhvis Kukk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-3647442186566647385?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/3647442186566647385/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=3647442186566647385' title='15 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/3647442186566647385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/3647442186566647385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/12/sense-and-sensibility.html' title='Sense and sensibility.'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Vm_MqJTW28M/TuS6n783BrI/AAAAAAAADt8/EFKXRdX16l4/s72-c/IMG_3128.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>15</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-2530656764410124648</id><published>2011-11-13T17:01:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-13T17:01:02.102-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Elu oppetunnid</title><content type='html'>Ma motlen et kui ma peaks oma lastele midagi tarka opetama, siis ilmselt oleks see et be always little kinder than necessary. Mis on mingi soti kirjaniku utlus. Et ole alati natuke kenam/arusaajam/parem/sobralikum kui vajalik.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-2530656764410124648?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/2530656764410124648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=2530656764410124648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/2530656764410124648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/2530656764410124648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/11/elu-oppetunnid.html' title='Elu oppetunnid'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-8483314086366388024</id><published>2011-11-11T08:58:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2011-11-11T08:58:00.185-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Botox jms.</title><content type='html'>Lobisesime paar emmega lapsi oodates igast hadadest mis rasedusega tulnud, igasugused veenide teemad ja stretchmarks jms. Ja mida teha annab. Endale markamatult avastasin end nou andmas, tootasin enne poe avamist investeerimispanga researchi alal kus parast orthopedics aktsiatele keskendumist tootasin plastilise kirurgia ja igast fillerite firmadega (Botox, Juvederm, Dysport etc). Kogu aeg utlen et ma olen rohkem naisterindu nainud kui keskmine heteroseksuaalne mees. Pluss see et stilistina naised kusivad nou igal alal nii et ma puuan siis kursis olla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, hiljem kuulsin uhe ema kaest kellega rohkem sobrannad oleme, et teised emad olid otsustanud et kuna ma teemast nii palju tean ja kuna mul (ha-ha-haa) on nii veatu nahk ja mitte uhtegi kortsu, ju ma ikka ise olen lasknud enda naole uht-teist sustida. Ma ei teagi kas olla solvunud voi meelitatud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://beautyeditor.ca/wp-content/uploads/botox1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="366" width="523" src="http://beautyeditor.ca/wp-content/uploads/botox1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-8483314086366388024?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/8483314086366388024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=8483314086366388024' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8483314086366388024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8483314086366388024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/11/botox-jms.html' title='Botox jms.'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-9069074619362765536</id><published>2011-11-04T21:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-04T21:12:36.191-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Just awful, f&amp;^%ing kohutav</title><content type='html'>Peied olid tana, homme matus. Soitsime tund aega et jouda matusemaija voi kuis seda funeral home kutsutakse. Maja oli inimesi tais, osad nutsid valjas. Laksime sisse ja sees oli terve sein tais pilte Tarast, kupsetamas, mere aares, sopradega, abikaasaga, pulmapaeval - nii onneliku ja naeratavana. Klomp tekkis kurku. Ja tegime teed abikaasa ja vanemate juurde ja kui joudsin ta emani, koik mu ennem valjamoeldud laused kadusid, ma nutsin ema hoides ja suutsin midagi oelda et mul on kaks tutart..... Mis ma tahtsin oelda aga ei suutnud lopetada oli et ma kujuta ette et midagi juhtuks mu tytardega... Abikaasale mis utled kellegile kes kaotanud naise ja lapse??? Motlesime hiljem Garyga margariita klaasi taga istudes et hiljem, kui sobrad ja sugulased lahkunud, me peame ta kuskile valja sooma viima... voi enda juurde kutsuma... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP Tara....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-9069074619362765536?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/9069074619362765536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=9069074619362765536' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/9069074619362765536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/9069074619362765536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/11/just-awful-f-kohutav.html' title='Just awful, f&amp;^%ing kohutav'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-3807603400445776014</id><published>2011-11-02T09:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-11-02T09:14:01.261-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mida peaks meile opetama surm?</title><content type='html'>Seda et elu on luhike? Et ela iga hetke nagu viimast? Tee tegemata asjad ara/ytle ytlemata jaanud sonad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tara oli noor, 32 aastane. Abielus, onnelik. Ostsid kaasaga oma esimese kodu. Ootasid vaga last. Maletan uhte pidu kus raakisin ta abikaasaga kes oli vaga mures lapse saamise parast kuna Taral oli olnud lahtine sudameoperatsioon 10 a tagasi, nyyd tehti jalle ja kuigi arstid olid optimistlikud et rasedus voimalik oli ta nii mures. Ma motlesin et nii armas. Jai rasedaks, poisslaps tulemas. Ja siis tekkisid komplikatsioonid, pidi haiglaravile jaama 6 nadalaks kuniks laps 28 nadalat et saab valja votta ja uus lahtine sudameop teha. 2 nadala parast keha ei pidanud vastu ja reedel lahkus meie seast...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nii kurb kui nii noorelt surrakse. Ja siis tagant jargi tark olleks, poleks pidanud seda voi teist tegema. Siis nutad, siis motled et kui onnelik sina ise ikkagi oma probleemidega oled, siis tunned habi et stressad mingite tegelt mottetute asjade ule. Jood klaasi veini, vaatad kuunla leeki, meenutad. Ja mone aja parast lahed tagadi muretsema oma nende tegelikult motetu asjade parast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-3807603400445776014?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/3807603400445776014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=3807603400445776014' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/3807603400445776014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/3807603400445776014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/11/mida-peaks-meile-opetama-surm.html' title='Mida peaks meile opetama surm?'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-4809500994800152271</id><published>2011-10-21T09:24:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-21T09:24:44.301-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Riietuse. stiili ja garderoobi teemadel</title><content type='html'>Ma ignoreerin oma kliente emaile mis laekuvad inboxi ja lahevad koos kraadide langemisega oues aina tungivamaks. Niipea kui magada saan, kohe lahen ostureisile. Eriti T-ga, mu uus ja lemmik klient, garderoob igast mottetut vatti tais ja suur rahakott ning moistev mees. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniveis. Sain mingi aasta tagasi paar emaili lugejatelt et miks ma ei kirjuta riietest ja stiilist, selline basic fashion 101. Siin see on, kirjavigu tais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koigepealt, isegi enne kui Arno kuskile jouab, palun votke endale paar tundi vaba aega ja revideerige koike mis olemas: riided, ehted, aluspesu ja kingad jms. &lt;br /&gt;1 hunnik: riided mis sobivad/meeldivad/tihti kannad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 hunnik: mis sobiks ja meeldiks aga on vaja ombleja juurde minna ja kohendada. On ulimalt naiivne arvata et leiad endale riided mis sinu figuuriga sobivad. Reaalsem on leida heast kvaliteedist riided mis peaaegu et lahevad ja siis lasta omblejal kohendada. Sissevotta on lihtsam kui valjalasta. &lt;br /&gt;Puksid - peaksid katma kanna ara, kui madalatega siis peaaegu maani, kui kontsaga siis enamus kontsa peaks olema kaetud. Sama teksadega - uhte sama paari ei anna kanda nii madala kui korge kingaga, aar laheb koledaks. Kui leiad paari teksasid mis toesti hasti sobivad, osta 2 paari ja lase siis kohendada uks madalate kingade jaoks, teine kontsade.&lt;br /&gt;Seelik/kleit - proprtsioonid on nii tahtsad. 1-2 cm ules voib nii suure vahe teha kleidil. Mangi pikkusega ja vaata milline koige sobivam on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 hunnik: riided mis liiga vaiksed/suured/katki jne - viska valja voi anneta voi vaheta sobrannadega. Enamik naisi kasutab 20% oma riietest 80% ajast. Mistahendab et enamiks su riietest om motetult ees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nostalgilised esemed: paki ara ja pane ules riiulile voi mujale ara et ei oleks sul ees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siis vala endale klaas veini (et aitaks sul aktsepteerida riietest lahti saamist ja kerget paanikahoou leevendada et isver nuud mul toesti pole mida selga panna. Ja motle. Motle milline sinu elu on. Sokeeriv kui paljudel naiste garderoob peegeldab kellegi teise aga mitte nende endi elustiili. Ja siis riputa koik kappi tagasi, jakid jakkidega, seelikud koos jne. Pane "augud" kirja - mis puudub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nn kuldsed garderoobi esemed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Jakk. Selline mis puusani ulatub ja on kas lihtne must voi huvitava tekstuuriga. Midagi sellist mis laheks nii teksadega aga ka viikpukstega. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1j2becNLrXI/TPs_LUs1PoI/AAAAAAAADQU/EeO1ZpdXeWE/s1600/REBECCA%2BTAYLOR%2BQuilted%2BPatch%2BJacket.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="324" width="417" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1j2becNLrXI/TPs_LUs1PoI/AAAAAAAADQU/EeO1ZpdXeWE/s1600/REBECCA%2BTAYLOR%2BQuilted%2BPatch%2BJacket.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Teksad. Tumesinised, kas sirge loikega voi bootleg (mis alt nats laieneb). ARA osta teksaseid mil mingid triibud tehtud peale ja neid mil tagataskud tulevad ule tagumiku. Taskud (kui uldse) peaks olema tapselt su kannikate peal, muidu teevad su tagumiku pikemaks. Kes seda tahab?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s6.thisnext.com/media/largest_dimension/45665A1F.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" width="275" src="http://s6.thisnext.com/media/largest_dimension/45665A1F.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Valge pluus - igihaljas klassika. Kanna teksadega, varukad ules kaaritud, lisa suur, varviline kaelakee, pane karusnahkne vest peale voi paarita musta maani seelikuga pidulikuks outfit'iks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Must kleit - ulespoole polvest voi polveni, ilma varukateta. Midagi lihtsat aga kvaliteetset ja hasti istuvat. Jallegi, kasuta omblejat. Lihtsat kuna saad siis igasugu aksessuaaride, jakkide, ehetega kombineerides erinevaid variante. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bostonmamas.com/images/2009_11/lbd-holiday-work-party.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="292" width="350" src="http://www.bostonmamas.com/images/2009_11/lbd-holiday-work-party.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Picture: bostonmamas.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Mustad voi nahavarvi kontsakingad. Osadele meeldivad no umaramad ninad aga uldiselt pikemad otsad teevad jala pikemaks. Nii kleidiga kui teksa alt valja paistes. Must on klassika ja nahavarvi teevad jala pikemaks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jildorshoes.com/images/products/StuartWeitzmanFeverBlkPat_300.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="275" width="289" src="http://www.jildorshoes.com/images/products/StuartWeitzmanFeverBlkPat_300.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Must v-neck dzemper - v-neck sobib nii suurtele kui ka vaikestele rindadele paremini kui ummargune kaelus. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.jeansshop.com/product_thumb.php?img=photos/products/833710017.jpg&amp;w=292&amp;h=351" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="351" width="292" src="http://www.jeansshop.com/product_thumb.php?img=photos/products/833710017.jpg&amp;w=292&amp;h=351" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Osta nii head kvaliteeti kui voimalik. Enamik naisi omavad mingi 6-7 musta puksi mis koik kas hea hinnaga saadud, kuis siis ostmata jatad, klassika ju. Aga kui ukski neist ei istu, siis oled kogu selle raha raisanud. nii et kvaliteet kvantiteedi ule. 70% riietest peaks olema praktilised asjad ja 30% fun - ehted, kontsakingad, valjaskaimise topid jne. Must dzemper ja sinised teksad on ohtuks valmis kui lisad juurde mingid huvitavad kontsakingad ja suurema kaevoru. Ehetest - ma pooldaks suuremaid asju kui mitmeid vaikeseid vidinaid. Need kaovad ara - kui sul mingi 4 vaikest kuldsormust voi ketti, ei anna mingit effekti. Uks suurem asi on parem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/320x480/g_j/jimmy_choo_SF_11feb_pr_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" width="320" src="http://cdni.condenast.co.uk/320x480/g_j/jimmy_choo_SF_11feb_pr_b.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www4.images.coolspotters.com/photos/447602/alexis-bittar-cuff-profile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="299" width="300" src="http://www4.images.coolspotters.com/photos/447602/alexis-bittar-cuff-profile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ning ara kai ainult mustas ringi. Kui varvi kardad, siis katseta aksessuaaridega - suur soe sall sugiseks kas lilla voi oranz voi tumeroheline - viska kas t-sargile, jakile, dzemprile peale. Lisa juurde samas varvi peres voo voi kingad voi ehted. Ei pea sama varv olema aga kui sall roheline, siis otsi teisi asju mis ka mingit rohelist varvi naiteks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tee endale nimekiri asjadest mida vaja ja osta ainult siis kui toesti tead kuidas kannad seda asja, mitte selleparast et hea hind. Otsi netist ja ajakirjadest inspiratsiooni ja kogu pilte. Uks asi on mis moes ja teine mis sinu kehaga sobib, eks, see on stiil. Ole realistlik. Utleme et sul meeldib Angelina Jolie aga kui sa oled luhike ja suuremate puusadega, siis see stiil sulle ilmselt ei sobi. Ole realistlik. Ja vahem kriitiline oma vigade suhtes ja rohuta seda mis meeldib - olad, jalad, kael, selg, kaed, mis iganes. Ja motle, kui sulle praegu oma keha ei meeldi, mis siis hiljem teed? Carpe diem.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-4809500994800152271?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/4809500994800152271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=4809500994800152271' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/4809500994800152271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/4809500994800152271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/10/riietuse-stiili-ja-garderoobi-teemadel.html' title='Riietuse. stiili ja garderoobi teemadel'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_1j2becNLrXI/TPs_LUs1PoI/AAAAAAAADQU/EeO1ZpdXeWE/s72-c/REBECCA%2BTAYLOR%2BQuilted%2BPatch%2BJacket.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-4417679829790591658</id><published>2011-10-16T09:10:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-16T09:10:16.682-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Voistlussport</title><content type='html'>Hoiatan ette ara et kui sa loed seda blogi moe/retseptide/kodundus teemal, tsekka tagasi umbes kevade paiku. Sest paistab et keskustelu piirdub kas laste teemadel voi tervise hadadel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonna, laste saamine ja kasvatamine taielik voitlussport. Rase olles vordled kui palju sina oled suurem/vaiksem kui teised. Mul tombasid taiesti voorad naised poes voi tanaval korvale ja teatasid et nemad nii heas vormis rasedana kull ei olnud. :) Lisan juurde, et esimese raseduse ajal ei oelnud seda keegi. Sunnitamise teemadel siis arutatakse kes kui kaua sunnitas ja mis muu vark sinna juurde kais ja kui suur/pikk beebi oli.... Ja kui aktiivne abikaasa sunnitusel. Ning oh lapsed ise - roomamine, kondimine, soomine, kaal, valjanagemine, raakima hakkamine jne jne jne elu lopuni ilmselt valja. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja koik, aboluutselt koik, teevad seda. Ka nii moistlik ja rahulik isend nagu Puhvis Kukk. Muidu sunnituse teemat ules ei vota aga uks kauge sugulane vajutab kull valesid nuppe. Pidevalt nii facebook'is ja kokku saades heietab oma 4 aasta taguse sunnituse teemadel, kui raske ja pikk, ning kui ullas on ema olla ja mis tema ei annaks oma lapse nimel jne jne jne jne. Ja koik noogutavad ja kiidavad milline hea ema. Ma ei tea mis minul viga on, ma tahan iga kord karjuda SHUT THE F&amp;^% UP. Ja ma ei tea kas too naine on oudselt narvidele kaiv voi tahan mina ilmselt et eks ole tunnustataks kui raske ikkagi minul oli. Irw. Voitlussport, ma ytlen. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uks mu klientidest, 4 lapse ema, ytleb alati - you have to love yourself, you have to love yourself. Ma motlen et selle asemel et moelda kui raske koik on olnud, rasedused, sunnitused, recovery, kui ulionnelik ja uhke ma olen oma kahe tutre ule. Oma keha ule mis need rasedused lopuli kandis, eriti kui mingi ule 90% naistest mingi hetk rasedus katkeb. Et lastel midagi viga ei ole. Vahemalt midagi parandamatut. Et kaasa mu keha siiani ilusaks ja ihaldusvaarseks peab. Voitlussport ilmselt seegi. Aga miski tera ilmselt ses soovituses on end pane kirja iga hommik mingi asi mille eest sa tanulik oled. Tee sporti nagu ajakirjad soovitavad. :)&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UvFzJZUmZrA/TprXZDX7hbI/AAAAAAAADr8/BikRp3Udnz8/s1600/037.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UvFzJZUmZrA/TprXZDX7hbI/AAAAAAAADr8/BikRp3Udnz8/s320/037.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ik-_idsahJA/TprXs3NJ6vI/AAAAAAAADsI/tDu7ZZYg5EY/s1600/002.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" width="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ik-_idsahJA/TprXs3NJ6vI/AAAAAAAADsI/tDu7ZZYg5EY/s320/002.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-4417679829790591658?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/4417679829790591658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=4417679829790591658' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/4417679829790591658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/4417679829790591658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/10/voistlussport.html' title='Voistlussport'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UvFzJZUmZrA/TprXZDX7hbI/AAAAAAAADr8/BikRp3Udnz8/s72-c/037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-968962694115743915</id><published>2011-10-04T08:54:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T08:54:15.274-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Well, I never.....</title><content type='html'>Gastroenterology spetsialisti juures ara kaidud. Vaga meeldiv vanem meesarst, hasti viisakas ja pohjalik. Arutlesime mu kroonilise kohukinnisuse ule, eks ole, sest mu kaasa keeldub sel teemal arutlemast aga mulle, loomulikult, on see teema ammendamatu. G isegi teatas vaga kulma sudamega minu arust et argu mina helistagu talle toole selle parast et olin ilma lahtistite voimeline kakama. Oehhh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. A'l seda probleemi ei olnud, pakkus et a) kas koik hormoonides ja rinnaga toitmises kinni voi b) mingi sugavam probleem. Siis tehti mulle rectal exam, mis oli masendav. Mnjah. Aga naed mu rectum on vaga summeetriline naed sa. Nii et isegi hasti. Ja siis kui motlen et soh, enam madalamat punkti ei leia enda hilises elus, utleb Dr. A et kui hormoonid paika ei loksu siis saadetakse mind kahte testi tegema. Teist ei maleta sest esimene on no niiiiiiiiiiiii hullumeelne ja isver sonu ei ole. Defecography - lab guys (meessoost siis) teevad rontgeneid sinust kui sa kakad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tapselt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-968962694115743915?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/968962694115743915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=968962694115743915' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/968962694115743915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/968962694115743915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/10/well-i-never.html' title='Well, I never.....'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-3822722602476508514</id><published>2011-09-28T20:36:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T20:36:21.361-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vilets &amp; Vigane</title><content type='html'>Teatasin kaasale et sunnipaevaks voib endale uuema mudeli otsida. Kaasaks. Sest mina vist kolban anult varuosadeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Magada ei saa ilma unerohuta. 10 gr et magama jaada, arkan ules 3h parast ja votan 5 gr et siis 2h magada. Ilma/vahesema doosiga ei jaa. Melanie magab rahulikult 6-8h. Mina ei jaa, narviline enam pole aga ei jaa. Peab vist mingi arsti otsima kuigi mu valikud rinnaga toitmise tottu limiteeritud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koht kinni juba ule aasta. Ilma lahtisteta uldiselt ei liigu. Esmaspaeval arst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neerudega oli raseduse ajal mingi jama, peab uuesti minema ultrahelisse et kaeda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psoriaasis leiti polvedelt. Dermatoloog pakkus valja et akki olen palju polvedel??? WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muu: Targad inimesed ytlevad et kui magamisega probleeme, siis tuleb end liigutada. Uritasin joosta, paev nr 6 vigastasin polve nii et lonkan. Ja siis motlesin et kui cardiot ei saa, siis teen mati trenni ja tombasin seljalihase ara mis on krdi ullatavalt krdi valus. Isegi siis kui valuvaigistitega. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Boonus: vaga julgust andvalt annab arst moista et kui unerohi ei toimi, akki ma peaks minema kellegagi "raakima." Et nii traumaatiline rasedus jms. Utlesin et mul on sobrad selleks taitsa olemas ja ei tunne end vaga depressed nagu. Aga ei, akki ikka ma laheks ja raagiks kellegagi....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hale, eh?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-3822722602476508514?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/3822722602476508514/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=3822722602476508514' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/3822722602476508514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/3822722602476508514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/09/vilets-vigane.html' title='Vilets &amp; Vigane'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-1496406798724542979</id><published>2011-09-15T13:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-15T13:29:21.811-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ja algab kool. Eelkool. Kahe aastasele.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://adminsecret.monster.com/nfs/adminsecret/attachment_images/0000/1064/WorkingMom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 349px; height: 362px;" src="http://adminsecret.monster.com/nfs/adminsecret/attachment_images/0000/1064/WorkingMom.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Imselt mu ihuhadad nagu kohukinnisus, magamatus, kuumahood (hot flashes) pluss koige uuemalt nohu ja valus kurk ei aita kaasa aga ma tunnen ennast nagu Absoluutselt Koige Apum Ema. Olivial algas eelkool (siin kandis on eelkool, siis lasteaed, siis kool). Me keskmiselt popp eelkool on 2x nadalas, 2.5 h. Arvutan et ok Melanie soogiaeg 9 paiku, Olivial kool algab ka 9, viin ta ara siis tulen soodan Melaniet rahus kodus. Saame kodunt valja usna edukalt ja enneaegselt. Kohale joudes saan hea parkimiskoha ja motlen et miks need teised emmed autodes ootavad. Pargin kohmakalt ringi peale, motlen et vahet pole nagunii 5 min parast tagasi. Olivia on tossud, sokid jalast ara votnud ja mu hoolikalt tehtud hobusesaba lahti tommanud. Kammi ei taibanud kaasa votta, sormedega kraabin mingi saba kokku. Melanie hakkab nutma, votan ta istmest valja, hakkab hoolega mu olga imema. Laheme kooli, uks kinni. Blond emme tennise outfit-is informeerib mind et uksed tehakse tapselt kell 9 lahti. Saabuvad teised emmed lastega, enamus workout ja jooga riietuses. Enamus blondid. Paar brunetti ja issit kah sekka. Saame sisse jumal tanatud, Melanie on nalgas ja nutab. Olivia otsustab ka nutta ja teatab et tahab koju. 3 kasvatajat proovivad Oliviat lobustada, too hoiab minust kinni. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oeh. Lahen istun suurde kappi ja imetan seal, Olivia lopuks lopuks laheb tuppa et maalida. Mul nina ja rinnad tilguvad aga uhtegi taskuratti lahedal pole. Hale vaatepilt, ma utlen. Kui asutan end minema, O jalle nutmas. Teen sudame kovaks, annan musi ja ytlen et varsti naeme ning lahen. Oehhhhhhhh........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagasi tulles kain kahku soogipoest labi ja siis tuleb paar tundi hiljem meelde et need ikka veel autos. Lahen toon sisse, Olivia vahepeal haarab tassi kohvi ja valab selle toolide peale. Jne.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-1496406798724542979?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/1496406798724542979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=1496406798724542979' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/1496406798724542979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/1496406798724542979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/09/ja-algab-kool-eelkool-kahe-aastasele.html' title='Ja algab kool. Eelkool. Kahe aastasele.'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-4582518190426277543</id><published>2011-09-14T08:13:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-14T08:14:44.788-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sigh....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2011/stylewatch/best-dressed/list/blake-lively-435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 435px; height: 580px;" src="http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2011/stylewatch/best-dressed/list/blake-lively-435.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;midagi kaunist kuniks ootan laste ules arkamist ja loodan et nad mu tatist nina ja valusat kurku ei saa endale. Emad ei tohiks reeglina haigeks jaada!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image: people.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-4582518190426277543?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/4582518190426277543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=4582518190426277543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/4582518190426277543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/4582518190426277543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/09/sigh.html' title='Sigh....'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-71395779158652552</id><published>2011-09-11T13:31:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-11T13:35:56.482-04:00</updated><title type='text'>9/11</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQcGJ6aqIac/TLJqL81XTII/AAAAAAAAADE/5ehzTq0yG-w/s1600/5800470_1004310562.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQcGJ6aqIac/TLJqL81XTII/AAAAAAAAADE/5ehzTq0yG-w/s1600/5800470_1004310562.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two planes had crashed into the World Trade Center, a third burned into the side of the Pentagon, and now Jeremy, 31, was on Flight 93, a plane terrorists had re-routed for the White House, or the Capitol, or perhaps Air Force One. They talked for 20 minutes, with him telling his wife he had hatched a plan with two passengers -- presumably Thomas Burnett and Mark Bingham -- to charge the terrorists flying the plane and crash the plane out of harm's way on the ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Take care of Emmy," Jeremy Glick told Lyz, thinking to the end of his baby daughter, and soon, he told his wife goodbye. She passed the telephone to her father because she couldn't bear to hear the rest. He listened to the muffled screams, the sounds of a struggle, and soon the voices were gone and Flight 93 crashed into the corn fields of rural Pennsylvania.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RIP&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-71395779158652552?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/71395779158652552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=71395779158652552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/71395779158652552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/71395779158652552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/09/911.html' title='9/11'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_LQcGJ6aqIac/TLJqL81XTII/AAAAAAAAADE/5ehzTq0yG-w/s72-c/5800470_1004310562.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-4723969776731762747</id><published>2011-09-10T17:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T17:46:21.501-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unelaul II</title><content type='html'>Arst kirjutas unerohtu valja ja hoiatas et seda peaks voodis votma, rinnapiim pumbata ja valja visata parast ules arkamist ja keegi peab beebit vaatama kuna magan 7-8 tundi. Ma olin nonna ootel nagu uus pruut, Aniveis. Rohi tuli eraldi lisatud hoiatuslehega mis teatas et there are serious side effects. The most serious side effect is doing things and waking up not remembering what you did. Nende tegevuste alla kuulusid&lt;br /&gt;-soomine&lt;br /&gt;-autoga soitmine&lt;br /&gt;-raakimine&lt;br /&gt;-seksimine&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G taitsa ootas. Votsin pool tabletti, ei midagi, siis teise poole ja magasin 4.5 tundi. Siis tousin ja laksin kaema et kuis G'l beebiga laheb. Motlesin korraks et panen silmad kinni, kaed ette nagu muumia uhes keskmises oudukas ja tatsan elutuppa ning siis ahistan. A teine magas diivanil. Jai ahistamata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-4723969776731762747?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/4723969776731762747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=4723969776731762747' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/4723969776731762747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/4723969776731762747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/09/unelaul-ii.html' title='Unelaul II'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-4435960930990958636</id><published>2011-09-08T14:27:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-08T14:31:27.480-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Unelaul</title><content type='html'>Ma eeldan et mitmed blogi lugejad on emmed, osad kohe staazikad. Kas kellelgi on kogemusi unetusega?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuna Melanie on koolik ja jatkuvalt nutab oositi, vahepeal vahem, nuud jalle 2.5 h ohtul, ja magab viletsasti paeval, siis mu stressi tase ja magamatus on painajalik. Ta kull magab parast ohtust nutmist 5-7 tundi aga mina ei jaa magama. Eelmine nadal votsin poest ostetud pille mis aitasid aga see nadal ei aita. 5 ood jarjest lihtsalt laman voodis, loen lambaid, ja tund tunni kaupa laheb mooda ja ma ikka uleval. Hommiku poole voib olla magan tunni kaks ja see ka koik. Eile oosel nutsin patja vihast ja vasimusest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any advice?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-4435960930990958636?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/4435960930990958636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=4435960930990958636' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/4435960930990958636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/4435960930990958636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/09/unelaul.html' title='Unelaul'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-7321259396183050676</id><published>2011-09-04T10:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-09-04T10:29:18.630-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Depression</title><content type='html'>Istun Melaniega arsti juures beebi toas, kus vaga mugav tugitool imetamiseks ja rongipildid seinal. Olivia turnib kraanikausi juures oleval astmel ja tirib mu kotti ules. Koti sisu umber vankri porandal. Ugh......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr. M tuleb sisse, vaegade rahul minuga et ikka rinnaga toidan (meie praktises koik arstid on vaga vaga tugevalt rinnaga imetamise poolt, kui O'ga tahtsin 9 kuu paiku ara lopetada kuna ta absoluutselt vasakut rinda ei tahtnud ja hammustama hakkas, Dr. MC nahvas et kuna ma kodus toitku aga edasi). Melaniel kaal ja pikkus korras. Ode tuleb sisse, laseb mul ara taita jarjekordse kusitelu et kuis ma end tunnen, kas olen roomus, kas samm sama reibas kuna ennem, kas on olnud motteid endale voi beebile haiget tegemise teemal jne. Vaga reibas ei ole. Dr. M liidab mu numbrid kokku kusitelust ja hakkab vaikselt uurima et akki ma depressed. Ytlesin vasinult aga kergelt nordinult et oh kui Oliviaga oli baby blues taiesti raamatu jargi, teisel paeval tuli ja 10ndal laks, siis sedakorda pole, ma lihtsalt nii vasinud. Melanie koolik ju, mitu ema niivaga vaprad ja roomsad oleks kui laps iga oo karjuks paar tundi???? Dr M nendib et nonda see on ja lohutab et paari nadala parast loppeb. Paar nadalat tundub igavikuna. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jargm oo Melanie magab ilusasti ja ma tunnen end uuesti sundinuna. Koristan, keedan, teen suua sopradele kel ikka elektri ei ole ja kes ohtul tulemas, ohtul tunnen et tegin liiga, eriti kui Melanie hasti virin aga onneks ei nuta. Osadel paevadel ta ei maga aga nutab kokkuvotlikult vahem kui enne. There is light at the end of the tunnel....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-7321259396183050676?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/7321259396183050676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=7321259396183050676' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/7321259396183050676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/7321259396183050676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/09/depression.html' title='Depression'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-3418404817484973839</id><published>2011-08-31T14:07:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-31T14:43:13.409-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Irene II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ctpost.com/mediaManager/?controllerName=image&amp;action=get&amp;id=1563783&amp;width=628&amp;height=471"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 628px; height: 300px;" src="http://www.ctpost.com/mediaManager/?controllerName=image&amp;action=get&amp;id=1563783&amp;width=628&amp;height=471" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.ctpost.com/mediaManager/?controllerName=image&amp;action=get&amp;id=1563820&amp;width=628&amp;height=471"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 628px; height: 388px;" src="http://www.ctpost.com/mediaManager/?controllerName=image&amp;action=get&amp;id=1563820&amp;width=628&amp;height=471" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.newstimes.com/mediaManager/?controllerName=image&amp;action=get&amp;id=610697&amp;width=628&amp;height=471"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 628px; height: 471px;" src="http://www.newstimes.com/mediaManager/?controllerName=image&amp;action=get&amp;id=610697&amp;width=628&amp;height=471" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-3418404817484973839?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/3418404817484973839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=3418404817484973839' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/3418404817484973839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/3418404817484973839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/08/irene-ii.html' title='Irene II'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-783578702194999972</id><published>2011-08-27T08:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-27T09:44:13.944-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Irene</title><content type='html'>Moned eelised vist taieliku zombina ja pidevalt magamata olekul olnud. Naiteks kui maja variseb ja sa ei pane tahele. Ent Gary tookaaslane Californiast laks naost valgest ja haaras Garyl olast "Kas sa tundsid seda? Maavarin!!" Gary viisaka inimesega ei hakanud utlema kohe et loll, meil ei ole maavarinaid. Kuigi tuli valja et nae, on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paar paeva hiljem orkaan Irene me kanti tulemas. 2 miljonit inimest on evakueeritud ja esimest korda uldse tana lounal pannakse NY transit susteem kinni - koik bussid ja subway jms. State of emergency on valja kuulutatud 5 osariigis. &lt;br /&gt;Muidugi loodame et oodatakse hullemat, eks aga torm rahuneb maha kui siia jouab. Puhapaeval jouab meie kanti. Viisime aiast koik lahtise garaazi. Elektrikatkestusi kuni nadal aega (uhh) lubatakse.&lt;br /&gt;Kuunlad, vett, patareisid on. Suua ostsin kah eile aga enam jaolt siukest mitte riknevat kraami. Tahtsin tana veel kana ara praadida...&lt;br /&gt;Vanni peab vett tais laskma et oleks kus WC jaoks vett votta. Lapsukesed ara pesema. Mobiilid ara laadima ja ma ei tea, rohkem ei oskagi miskit tarka teha. Loodan et need suured puud mis tagaaias ja maja korval vastu peavad. Nojah, jaame siis ootama.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-783578702194999972?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/783578702194999972/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=783578702194999972' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/783578702194999972'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/783578702194999972'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/08/irene.html' title='Irene'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-6909162990954772089</id><published>2011-08-25T11:44:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T11:56:38.337-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kooliaasta algab. Kahe aastasele.</title><content type='html'>Kes tihedamini blogi loeb, maletab ehk milline ettevotmine oli Oliviale preschooli sissesaamine. USAs on preschool, siis kindergarden ja siis kool. NYC on vabsee hullumaja ja hindadest ei raagigi, aga meie kandis on ikka paris keeruline kah. Vaprate ja ilusate vahel kaib aktiivne Darwinistlik voitlus kes kuhu, kes keda, millal. Paljud ei pane veel kahe aastaselt aga kuna KT (mu mommy friend kelle tytar sama vana kui Olivia) ka lapsega kohe kohe maha saamas ja mul Melanie kodus, motlesime et vanemad tydrukud tuleks panna. Siis saime hinnasoki (kuigi KT natuke vahem ilmselt, me elame renditud majas, nad $1.5M majas, ma soidan Mazdaga, tema Lexusega jne), siis ei saanud sisse, siis kaisin lobimas, siis saime uheks paevaks nadalas ja jarjekordne miiting direktrissiga viis siis lopuks selleni et saime 2 paeva nadals. $2700 sept-maini, 2.5 h kord. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motlesin kord et ohh kui beebiga busy poleks, kutsuks koik emmed lastega siia, et meil suur aed las lapsed jooksevad ja ostn mingid snakid jms aga jai sinna see plaan. Gary vaatas mind nagu hullumeelset kui selle plaaniga lagedale tulin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jargm neljap algab kool, paluti tuua pilt perest mis laheb lapse nagi kohale ja kott varuriietega. Neljap ohtul on New Family Welcome night. Jargm teisip ohtu on direktrissi vastuvott ja jargm neljap on Wine Social with the Board members. Praktiliselt moeldes peaks minema ja jooma et mingigi raha tagasi saada, eks. :)))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja tana postkastis peene umbrik ja umbriku sees kutse mis koolimaja kujuga. sip, socialize and celebrate... ....our 2's are starting school. kell 8 ohtul. Iseenesest tore et kutsutakse. Vaga popp. Ilmselt meie elu ei saa enam sama olema. Heh. Ma olin moelnud et ei roni uhelegi uritusele aga nonna vist korralikud pereemad ei kaitu siinkandis. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-6909162990954772089?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/6909162990954772089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=6909162990954772089' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/6909162990954772089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/6909162990954772089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/08/kooliaasta-algab-kahe-aastasele.html' title='Kooliaasta algab. Kahe aastasele.'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-3428186705841928708</id><published>2011-08-24T08:22:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T08:22:51.451-04:00</updated><title type='text'>New Nordic Cuisine - NYT</title><content type='html'>Mu soogi teemal blogijatele&lt;br /&gt;http://www.nytimes.com/2011/08/24/dining/new-nordic-cuisine-draws-disciples.html&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-3428186705841928708?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/3428186705841928708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=3428186705841928708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/3428186705841928708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/3428186705841928708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/08/new-nordic-cuisine-nyt.html' title='New Nordic Cuisine - NYT'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-7871324251649984636</id><published>2011-08-22T15:32:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-23T08:17:14.167-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Money doesnt buy taste</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aMFa3bXzXm4/TlLQJnxu0AI/AAAAAAAADqI/k3bw-slAgdo/s1600/kim-kardashian-300x400.jpg"&gt;&lt;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/-aMFa3bXzXm4/TlLQJnxu0AI/AAAAAAAADqI/k3bw-slAgdo/s320/kim-kardashian-300x400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5643802146763624450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilus naine minu arust aga hasti siukse "raske" valjanagemisega. Seda stage makeup-i on nii paksult alati peal. Ja pruudina naeb valja nagu uritaks Kleopatra osa saada....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-7871324251649984636?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/7871324251649984636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=7871324251649984636' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/7871324251649984636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/7871324251649984636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/08/money-doesnt-buy-taste.html' title='Money doesnt buy taste'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-aMFa3bXzXm4/TlLQJnxu0AI/AAAAAAAADqI/k3bw-slAgdo/s72-c/kim-kardashian-300x400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-4356717555115476063</id><published>2011-08-22T14:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-22T14:51:18.331-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kai mu sonade jargi....</title><content type='html'>&lt;br /&gt;Mulle vaga meeldiks olla stiilne hot mommie. Aga ei ole. Vahemalt mitte veel. Kohe kindlasti ei ole niikaua kuni ma magada oosel ei saa karjuva imiku tottu. Aga ilmselt mu kliendid kujutavad mind ette a la Posh Spice'ina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.x17online.com/images/photo-sets/conv/VBeckhamESPN_012410_X17/VBeckhamESPN_012410_10-full.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 460px; height: 681px;" src="http://www.x17online.com/images/photo-sets/conv/VBeckhamESPN_012410_X17/VBeckhamESPN_012410_10-full.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uks klient toi Melanie'le kingiks mingeid uber-stiilseid kleite mingi prantsuse disainerilt. Vaga fashionable ja siuke abstraktse stiiliga. Teine toi tennise kostuumi. 2 kuusele. Ja paar valget pitsist kleiti. Ma olen taiesti laisk ja praktiline ema. Mul on Oliviast alles igast kleidikesi ja outfit'e millesse ma teda kunagi ei pannud. Sipukates elas. Mugav ja lihtne. Mu arust enne kui nad kaivad pole neid motet kleitidesse - seelikutesse panna. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja siis saan aeg ajalt emaili a la kas nahast kitsad puksid on too much minu vanusele? Voi tead kaisin selle kollase maani kleidiga ballil North Carolinas ja kohalik ajaleht pildistas ja olin Best Dressed. Voi millist nahaarsti soovitad? Vaatan neid kirju nagu vee alt, et mis need segased inimesed raagivad. Nii kauge tundub see teema. Mis minusse muutub, siis kanname retuuse, luhikesi pukse ja toppe milles hea lihtne imetada. See viimane on mu ainus kriteerium. :) Oh how the mighty have fallen. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-4356717555115476063?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/4356717555115476063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=4356717555115476063' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/4356717555115476063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/4356717555115476063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/08/kai-mu-sonade-jargi.html' title='Kai mu sonade jargi....'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-9026891876926516830</id><published>2011-08-20T19:10:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T19:19:30.016-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beebide teemal - jalle</title><content type='html'>Uurides eesti emmede blogisid kus beebide teemal sona voetakse - hasti palju raagitakse gaasivaludest jms. Hm. &lt;br /&gt;Siin kandis on seda kah kindlasti aga rohkem leiab sellist sona nagu colic or colicky babies. Viimane siis tahendab seda kui beebi nutab rohkem kui 3 h, 3 paeva nadalas ja 3 nadalat jarjest. Keda ei saa maha rahustada. Nagu minu armsat Melaniet. Eile ohtul panin ta keskoo paiku diivanile maha, istusin ise korvale ja nutsime siis koos. Taiesti ebanormaalne ja endast valja viiv kui laps nutab ja nutab ja koik jargi proovitud asjad ei toimi. Mitte miski ei rahusta last. Ughhhh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olivia oli alati no kerge beebi, probleeme suurt ei olnud, aga ta oli ka vaga suur beebi ja see teeb kindlasti elu kergemaks. Siin mitmed arstid on oelnud et beebidel jaab see 4 semester vajaka ja sestap igast probleemid tulevad. Dr. Weissbluth kelle raamatu jargi sai Olivia treenitud magama (ja toesti magab hasti ja pikalt) utleb et koik beebid nutavad ja et see laheb eriti hulluks 6 nadala paiku ja siis laheb kergemaks, loppedes 12 nadala paiku enamikel. Ainult et see 6 nadal kehtib sest kuupaevast mil oleks pidanud sunnitama, Melanie sundis ligi 3 nadalat varem nii et meil siis tuleb 6+3 nadalat. Kakun juukseid peast. Teisip saab alles 8 nadalat. Terve selle nadala va uks oo on ta uleval olnud 6-7st kuni 1-2ni. Enamjaolt kas viriseb voi nutab. Arvestades seda et taga nagunii hunnik magamata oid pluss 2 aastane kes vajab ekstra tahelepanu ja ema hoolt... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh, M hakkas karjuma koogis kiiges. Kell 7 ka. Witching hour starts.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-9026891876926516830?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/9026891876926516830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=9026891876926516830' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/9026891876926516830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/9026891876926516830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/08/beebide-teemal-jalle.html' title='Beebide teemal - jalle'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-6640211167019116879</id><published>2011-08-07T09:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T10:03:20.362-04:00</updated><title type='text'>SLEEEEEEEEEEP</title><content type='html'>Uks mu klientidest ytles et tead, parim nouanne laste suhtes mis anda saan - pane kohe praegu $10,000 korvale nightnurse'i jaoks. Nightnurse on siis lapsehoidja kes tuleb ohtul ja laheb hommikul nii et sina saaks magada. Too klient rinnapiimaga ei toitnud, nii et lapsehoidja sai beebi eest terve oo hoolitsetud. Kui mul oleks see $10,000... Mis nad motlevad, et ma elan rendimajas ja soidan Mazdaga kuna olen ekstentrik? Et muidu raha nagu raba? Oi vey...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beebi M magas ennem 9-12 (voi noh soi ja siis lopuks) ja oli uleval kella 3-4 siis magas jalle. Nyyd on uleval 6-7st 12-1. 6 tundi voi enam! Absoluutselt magama ei saa, tee mis tahad. See paev oo peaks ju praegu enam vahem paigas olema. Vaegade nork kui ise oled vasimusest kokku kukkumas ja beebil pole plaanigi magada. Muidugi paeval magab ja siis tahab Olivia et temaga mangitaks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oeldakse et kuskil 6 nadala paiku loksub see paev-oo paika ja hakkab natuke pikemalt magama. Sobranna V ytleb et ara motle nonda, iga beebi erinev jne. Mul on vaja neid verstaposte. Et ma teaks et ok 3 ood veel aga siis on kergem. Mitte et nadal a voib olla 2-3. Ma poeks toanurka sel juhul ja tombaks end kagarasse. Ugh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-6640211167019116879?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/6640211167019116879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=6640211167019116879' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/6640211167019116879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/6640211167019116879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/08/sleeeeeeeeeep.html' title='SLEEEEEEEEEEP'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-5412191425796317900</id><published>2011-08-03T20:00:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T20:02:19.321-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Empaatia voi selle puudumine</title><content type='html'>Seletasin Oliviale et emme on nii vasinud, haigutasin ja lasin silmad kinni. Olivia torkas sormed mulle silma et laugusid lahti teha ja karatas UP! Onneks silmad alles ja viga ei saanud. Aga ules tousin. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-5412191425796317900?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/5412191425796317900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=5412191425796317900' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/5412191425796317900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/5412191425796317900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/08/empaatia-voi-selle-puudumine.html' title='Empaatia voi selle puudumine'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-8848151582451004434</id><published>2011-07-29T17:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T15:19:39.165-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Body Blues</title><content type='html'>Kuu aega moodas. Lapsuke soob magab nutab. Voodi ei meeldi, karu ei meeldi, kallakuga voodi moodi asjanduses kannatab natuge aga eelistab kellegi rinnal magada. Oosel haalitseb nii kovasti, ka magades, et suurt magada ei saa. Uhesonaga, tavaline beebi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emal: rongad silmade all - jah. magamata - jah. hallikas valge nahk - jah. suur koht mis loperdab ees - jah. 8 kilo mahavotmata - mhmhm. suur arm kohul- ka olemas. piimaplekid igal pool - ka olemas. Yhesonaga, tavaline ema. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja enne kui mul kollektiivselt oeldakse et kallis inimene sul kuu moodas keisrist ja anna aea atra seada. Ma teadlik sellest. Mul on lihtsalt nii palju draamat selle rasedusega olnud, raakimata utoopilistest haiglaarvetest, ning nyyd kaks last eri vanuses ja ma ei ole kindel kuidas nendega hakkama saada ja edasi majandada. Ma lihtsalt tahaks enda moodi jalle valja naha. Voi midagigi enda kontrolli alla saada. Edev voib olla aga olen alati uskunud et kui naed hea valja tunned end paremini ja saad paremini hakkama igasuguste asjadega mis me elu moodustavad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja siis motlesin dusi all miskiparast et mis see elu mote on (kus mujal filosoofiliselt motteid ikka molgutad), siuke vasimus oli peal. Ja siis motlesin veel et iga paev uks ja sama. Kuidagi masendav. Aga siis haaras Olivia mul jalast kinni ja silm saramas peas ytles MommieMommieMommie ja ma sulasin. Ning hiljem kaasa kommenteeris minu tagumiku suhtes et very sexy voi nii ja vaike muhv naeratas oma hambutut naeratust ning siis ma motlesin et tegelt no ei saa kurta. Ei saa. :)  (ok voib olla kaalu suhtes natukene ikkagi)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-8848151582451004434?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/8848151582451004434/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=8848151582451004434' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8848151582451004434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8848151582451004434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/07/body-blues.html' title='Body Blues'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-6708029320764249578</id><published>2011-07-09T17:43:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-09T17:47:48.405-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Soengu teemal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2011/startracks/110725/jennifer-love-hewitt-435.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 435px; height: 580px;" src="http://img2.timeinc.net/people/i/2011/startracks/110725/jennifer-love-hewitt-435.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mul on kaks last, uks jonniv kahe aastane kes vajab palju tahelepanu ja teine kes vaevu 2 nadalane. Ma olen magamata ja vasinud. Aga naed kammiga jouan ikka kord paevas juuksed ule kaia. Aga mitte koigil ei jatku sellist aega....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-6708029320764249578?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/6708029320764249578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=6708029320764249578' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/6708029320764249578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/6708029320764249578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/07/soengu-teemal.html' title='Soengu teemal'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-7053631408654436754</id><published>2011-07-05T10:47:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-05T10:47:46.869-04:00</updated><title type='text'>jah</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.elementsofstyleblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/56261159_fRb0XItX_c.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 401px; height: 640px;" src="http://www.elementsofstyleblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/07/56261159_fRb0XItX_c.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilt Elements of Style&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-7053631408654436754?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/7053631408654436754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=7053631408654436754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/7053631408654436754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/7053631408654436754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/07/jah.html' title='jah'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-8695008597902231614</id><published>2011-07-04T10:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T11:06:47.227-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Paar pilti</title><content type='html'>Aitah koigile onnesoovide eest! Paraneme vaikselt, rohkete valuvaigistite abil. Naljakas, kui need sisse loovad siis on no nii tore olla, tahaks koristada ja koigile tagasi helistada ja maailm tundub nii meeldiva kohana. Aga kui ravimite toime vaheneb voi veel hullem, sootuks kaob, siis on nii nii paha ja valus. Aga samm sammu haaval, loodame, koik laabub. Paar pilti meist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QnC2ziDUbvo/ThHW-sGCnEI/AAAAAAAADog/y1J_paWqSJw/s1600/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;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/-QnC2ziDUbvo/ThHW-sGCnEI/AAAAAAAADog/y1J_paWqSJw/s320/020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625513782039190594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CzURLPxrQ7w/ThHW-ZuZctI/AAAAAAAADoY/SZUSHhG_APk/s1600/005.JPG"&gt;&lt;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/-CzURLPxrQ7w/ThHW-ZuZctI/AAAAAAAADoY/SZUSHhG_APk/s320/005.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625513777108185810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-8695008597902231614?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/8695008597902231614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=8695008597902231614' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8695008597902231614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8695008597902231614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/07/paar-pilti.html' title='Paar pilti'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QnC2ziDUbvo/ThHW-sGCnEI/AAAAAAAADog/y1J_paWqSJw/s72-c/020.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-213517888708104232</id><published>2011-07-01T16:37:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-07-01T16:52:55.615-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vaike Melanie on siin....</title><content type='html'>Parast oh, kuid kestnud muretsemist ja haigla/arstide vahet kaimist, parast viimaseid verejookse, arstid otsustasid uksmeelselt et parast 37 nadalat tuleks keiser teha. Minu ja G narvidest oli ainult suits alles... Ja nonda siis teisipaeval, 28ndal juunil, saime me oma kaua oodatud teise tutre. Onneks onneks onneks on Melanie terve, suur ja tubli, arstid on imestanud jarjest kui hasti ta soob ja kasvab ja kui tugev. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keiser laks enamvahem viisakalt, platsentaga oli probleeme ja verd laks rohkem kui normaalselt aga kergem on kuidagi kui parast Oliviat. Muidugi, tanu minu mitmetel haiglas olekutele, tundsin ma enamikke odesid ja minu arst tuli see paev puhkuselt sisse et keiser teha. Koik plaksutasid ja huudsid hurraa kui Melanie valja tommati. :) Arst ytles hiljem et mina peaks kahe lapse emaks jaama, mitmetel pohjustel oleks rasedus vaga ohtlik. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vasinud olen ja mitmetel valuvaigistitel (mille ule ei kurda) aga vaga vaga onnelik. Homme lastakse koju ja siis peame ara vaatama kuis me pea et kahe aastane Olivia lepib uue beebiga. Haiglas olles oli rahulik kuni nagi isa beebil mahkmeid vahetamas, siis noudis et temal ka vahetatakse. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-213517888708104232?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/213517888708104232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=213517888708104232' title='20 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/213517888708104232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/213517888708104232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/07/vaike-melanie-on-siin.html' title='Vaike Melanie on siin....'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>20</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-8078103316979504316</id><published>2011-06-17T09:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T21:11:25.626-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eile haiglas, tana haiglas, homme lahme jalle!</title><content type='html'>Eile laksin lihtsalt et kindaks teha et kohuvalu ja suda paha ei tahenda midagi aga jaeti paevaks sensorite alla kuna emakas tombus kokku regulaarselt (ma eeldan et tolgin contractions korrektselt). Ja olin parajalt tige et kus see arst on, tulgu lasku mind koju ja uleuldse mitu tundi votab aega et mu palatist labi tulla. Kui kuulad seal naisi kes hakavad sunnitama ilma valuvaigistiteta - ma utlen, see pole mingi lobu. Molemad naised parast pikka karjumist ikka otsustasin epidurali kasuks. &lt;br /&gt;Aniveis, lopuks arst tuleb ja taiesti hall naost. Tuli valja tal oli uks patsient, ka korge riskiga rase, tulnud sisse tavaparasele check-upile aga sudamelooke ei olnud.... Ta oli peaaegu taisajaline. Ma ei kujuta ette kuis see labi teha ja normaalsena valja tulla. Ma ei hakanud detaile kusima aga ohhh......&lt;br /&gt;Ning ode utles et tal oli hommikul teine sunnitus olnud kus laps oli mingi arengu puudusega sundinud...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma olen kka moelnud et millline vahva amet, n.o kingid lapsi ja tood neid ilmale. Ma sellele teisele poolele ei moelnudki.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultraheli tehnik Jessica, need korg riski omad suurt no normaalseid tava rasedusi ei nae, ytles et ta oli alguses kord paar paevas WCs nutnud, eriti kui pidi kinnitama raseduse katkemisi jms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Homme jalle arsti juurde 45 min stressi testi tegema. Ja esmaspaeval. ja teisipaeval. motlesin et arstid liiga nannutavad voi muretsevad oma maine voi kohtusse kaebamise parast vms aga kui sul sellised paevad nagu Dr. DP'l eile olid siis ilmselt ei kai koik need faktorid labi pea, katsud lihtsalt ema ja last elus hoida ilma komplikatsioonideta...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-8078103316979504316?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/8078103316979504316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=8078103316979504316' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8078103316979504316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8078103316979504316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/06/eile-haiglas-tana-haiglas-homme-lahme.html' title='Eile haiglas, tana haiglas, homme lahme jalle!'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-2766714928895977457</id><published>2011-06-15T05:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T06:03:50.964-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The power of prayer</title><content type='html'>Utlen ette ara et ma pole suurt usklik inimene. Minu arust need esimesed 10 kasku v.a. see jumala kohta peaks olema midagi sellist mis inimene nagunii jalgib. Anyhow, olen jalle haiglas verejooksuga, diagnoositi seda korda kui chronic abruption ja ponn on end puhta valepidi pooranud, tagumik all. Kurjam ma ytlen, Gary just veenis piigat end oieti poorama, enne oli kulje peale. &lt;br /&gt;Olin palatis telekat vaatamas ja siseneb selline vanem blond naine valges kitlis, tutvustab ennast kui adjunt chaplain (kaplan) ja utleb et nemad palvetavad minu eest. Taiesti siuke tunne tuli et isver mis nuud lahti. Kas sa tead midagi mida ma ei tea. A ytles et ta kaib koikide enneaegsete emmede juurest labi, ma eelm kord teda ei kohanud kull, aga kinnitas et isegi kui keset ood mul kurb olla ja vaja raakida, helistau. Ja andis mulle oma kodu ja mobiili numbri. Hmh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huvitav naine, kaasa on IBMis tootanud, palju mooda ilma reisinud, kolme lapse ja lapselapse ema ja vanaema.  Oed parast utlesid et suur annetaja sunnitusosakonnale ja koik ytlesid et taielik ingel on. Kui omavahel raakisime ytles et neil 1 bioloogiline laps ja 2 adopteeritud ja et nende esimene bioloogiline laps oli surnud taisealisena. Ugghhhhhhh.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-2766714928895977457?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/2766714928895977457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=2766714928895977457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/2766714928895977457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/2766714928895977457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/06/power-of-prayer.html' title='The power of prayer'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-1645071333142361602</id><published>2011-06-13T17:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T17:11:25.368-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Head inimesed</title><content type='html'>Inglise keeles on hea ytlus It's the thought that counts. Mote loeb, isegi kui tegudeni ei jouta. Voib olla. Ma voib olla siuke tanamatu loom aga aina rohkem kaib selline hea soovimine natuke narvidele. Naiteks kui inimesed utlevad et I will keep praying for you or You are in my thoughts. Ok, great. Taname taname. Aga koige kasutum on see Let me know what you need or How can I help you or Let me know if you need me to do anything. Ma ei hakka ju ytlema et tule ja tee voi mine ja osta. Aga tahaks kull ja abi vaja ka. Naiteks kui Olivia sundis siis koik "pakkusid" abi ja ei osanud nii nouda. Aga kull oleks tahtnud et keegi lihtsalt tuleks ja niidaks muru ara. Samamoodi kui voodis kinni olin. Tule lihtsalt labi ja too suua, pane see kulmkappi ara, ja ongi. Voi tule korista voi mis me kandis ilmselt tehtavam, saada keegi koristama. Sest loogiline et kui ma voodis kinni siis suurt koristada voi pesu pesta ei saa. Voi teata et saad kas kindlatel kuupaevadel ohtul tulla ja siin olla nii et me G'ga saaks kas kinno voi kuskile niisama valja minna. Vms. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nyyd ma lihtsalt tanan ja et very nice/sweet/thoughtful of you..... Mida see nagu ongi aga siuke odav valuuta siiski, voib koigile pakkuda, kesse ikka hakkab sabast kinni. Ja tegelt paar sobrannat on konkreetsemad olnud, naiteks uks saatis suure kreemise shokolaadi tordi. It's the thought that counts. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-1645071333142361602?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/1645071333142361602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=1645071333142361602' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/1645071333142361602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/1645071333142361602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/06/head-inimesed.html' title='Head inimesed'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-6550766489213404438</id><published>2011-06-10T09:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-10T09:13:14.462-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Basseinid ja aiad</title><content type='html'>Valjas on 37 kraadi, hirm palav ja siis istu 2 a toas ja urita tal meelt lahutada. Onneks on sobrannal suur bassein aias kus me saime hulpida, muidugi Olivia ei saanud aru et ta ei oska ujuda ja vajub vee alla kui ma tast kinni ei hoia. Fun!&lt;br /&gt;Vaatasin neid pilte nostalgiliselt, meil rendimaja siia ei hakka oma raha/higi alla panema aga ehk uks paev siis omas kodus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nNQYj8sjnGQ/TfIYPGlbrCI/AAAAAAAADlE/xWzMQFq6UFs/s1600/5001330677_d5588273f2_o1_thumb2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 203px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nNQYj8sjnGQ/TfIYPGlbrCI/AAAAAAAADlE/xWzMQFq6UFs/s320/5001330677_d5588273f2_o1_thumb2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616578333029149730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JYhdp_tTcME/TfIYOma250I/AAAAAAAADk8/SY7p0-I_mbw/s1600/image32_thumb.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 146px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JYhdp_tTcME/TfIYOma250I/AAAAAAAADk8/SY7p0-I_mbw/s320/image32_thumb.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616578324394862402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w9fCCFcCnX8/TfIYOGQbtSI/AAAAAAAADk0/KXCUlcs2lqQ/s1600/countrylving.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 250px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w9fCCFcCnX8/TfIYOGQbtSI/AAAAAAAADk0/KXCUlcs2lqQ/s320/countrylving.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616578315761202466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-InnklottGFA/TfIYNmSeeOI/AAAAAAAADks/WOicrtyKyHc/s1600/image_thumb%255B12%255D.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 246px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-InnklottGFA/TfIYNmSeeOI/AAAAAAAADks/WOicrtyKyHc/s320/image_thumb%255B12%255D.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616578307179837666" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-61baGDBmbWQ/TfIYNDL8OaI/AAAAAAAADkk/Rimp6eKKigQ/s1600/3porch.jpg"&gt;&lt;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/-61baGDBmbWQ/TfIYNDL8OaI/AAAAAAAADkk/Rimp6eKKigQ/s320/3porch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5616578297757186466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-6550766489213404438?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/6550766489213404438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=6550766489213404438' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/6550766489213404438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/6550766489213404438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/06/basseinid-ja-aiad.html' title='Basseinid ja aiad'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-nNQYj8sjnGQ/TfIYPGlbrCI/AAAAAAAADlE/xWzMQFq6UFs/s72-c/5001330677_d5588273f2_o1_thumb2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-7977818057116674866</id><published>2011-06-06T08:31:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T08:39:23.945-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Retseptid'/><title type='text'>Grillitud virsikud</title><content type='html'>Kahjuks pilti ei ole aga see ei tohiks takistada proovimist. Just nimelt selle kastme parast. Poest sai ostetud magusaid virsikuid mis seda kahjuks kull ei olnud. Loikasin virsikud pooleks ja keetsin saherduse leeme valmis (inspireeritud siis Bobby Flay retspetist foodnetwork.com)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30 gr pruuni suhkrut&lt;br /&gt;50 gr void&lt;br /&gt;30 gr tumedat rummi&lt;br /&gt;natuke kaneeli ja soola ja vaniljet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keeda umbes 5-7 min kuni mullid pinnal ja paksem. Siis pintselda virsikud ule, grilli peal ka uks kord, grilli molemalt poolt 3-4 min ja serveeri jaatise ja ulejaanud kastmega. G teatas et tema poolest pole virsikuid vajaga, jaatis selle kastmega pidavat imeline olema.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-7977818057116674866?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/7977818057116674866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=7977818057116674866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/7977818057116674866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/7977818057116674866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/06/grillitud-virsikud.html' title='Grillitud virsikud'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-428973480578468669</id><published>2011-06-03T08:55:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T09:08:04.767-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Jatkuvalt nork Eesti naine</title><content type='html'>2 nadalat tagasi uhel ilusal ohtul kui olin just arbuusi soonud ja raamatut rahulikult lugenud ning sattisin end hambaid pesema taheldasin saherdust tunnet nagu oleks puksi teinud. Ent veri oli hoopis. G hakkas kahku arstidele helistama, helistas vist lapsearstile ennem kui oige katte sai ja verd muudkui tuli. Porandad said tais aga praktilise inimesena nagu olen hoidusin vaipadest eemale. Haiglas valmistuti juba keisriks ette ent onneks onneks jai veri pidama ja emakas oli kull arritet sellest verest ent kokkutombed aeglustusid ja uhesonaga koik rahunes maha. Jaeti haiglasse elu ule jarele motlema. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kaks palatit kus varajased korgendatud riskiga emmed, teises oli sama kaugel (tol ajal 32 nadalat rase ema siis). Laupaeva oosel arkasin tema karjumise peale. Oudne oli. Motlesin et kus koik oed on, miks ta karjub nii kaua aga tuli valja et oed olid seal olnud. Lopuks lakski sunnitama. Valmistasin end ette et meil tule ka enneaegne laps, raakisin odedega kuis see toimub jne, tellisin paar enneaegse beebi riidekomplekti kah ara. Alati valmis, eks ole. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puhapaeva oosel arkasin sellepeale (need kaks palatid kohe odede kesklaua korval) et kolaritest kuulutati - one patient in the emergency room right now right now right now.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esmaspaeval tanasin tahelepanu eest ja palusin end koju saata. Kuna ultrahelis tuli valja et platsenta on mingi imekombel end korrale kutsunud ja tahapoole liikunud ning kuna elame haiglale nii lahedal, saadeti manitsuste saatel koju. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kain nuud nadalas korras kontrollis aga siiani koik korras paistab olema, eriti beebil. Homme 34 nadalat ka mis paris viisakas. Ent mingi draama hetk peab ikka jaama. Eile haiglasse ultrahelisse minnes ei lastud sisse keerata, politsei kamandas et minge teisest sissepaasust. Soitsin sinna, hakkan sissepaasu poole soitma kui mingi ulikonnas mees hakkab karjuma et siia ei saa, tagurdage! Ja siis panin tahele et ukse ees helikopter. Ok parkisin ara, ikka ei lastud alla minna et peab helikopteri ara ootama. Usaldas siis et ema imikuga kriitilises seisus, helikopter hiljaks jaanud jms. Ootasin siis ara ja saatsin vaikse palve kaasa kui helikopter ules sai lopuks, et neil koik hasti laheks. Vot nonda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-428973480578468669?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/428973480578468669/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=428973480578468669' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/428973480578468669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/428973480578468669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/06/jatkuvalt-nork-eesti-naine.html' title='Jatkuvalt nork Eesti naine'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-2596900452330294398</id><published>2011-05-31T18:24:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T18:31:18.468-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rabarberist Ameerikas</title><content type='html'>Mai-juuni ajal ilmub poodidesse rabarber. Suht niru, istub nagu mahajaetud kass pappkastis teiste puu ja juurviljade korval mis koik korralikult presenteeritud. Ja ma peale enda ei nae kedagi kunagi ostmas. 2 aastat tagasi nagime rabarberit potis ja koheselt ostsime, taitsa viisakas praeguseks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kooke rabarberiga ei nae, ainuke variant mida kohanud olen on maasika=rabarberi kook. Ma ei saa aru miks seda vaja maasikaga segada, ise hea kull. Koik utlevad et vui see nii hapu. Taitsa noutu kohe, nagu vaikeste lastega tegeleks. Muidu soovad seinast seina asju igalt kontigendilt aga rabarberil on USAs ikka taielik PR (public relations) probleem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Memorial Day nadalavahetuseks tegin sopradele rabarberikooki beseekattea, retsept leidub perenaine.ee lehel. Ja inimesed olid taiesti hammastunud kui hea oli. :) G ytles et tal see klassikaline liivataignaga kook ei meeldi aga beseega meeldis. Asi seegi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-2596900452330294398?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/2596900452330294398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=2596900452330294398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/2596900452330294398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/2596900452330294398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/05/rabarberist-ameerikas.html' title='Rabarberist Ameerikas'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-2405264091880029390</id><published>2011-05-29T09:27:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T07:43:48.789-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ripsmetussist, of all things</title><content type='html'>Teate mis mulle narvidele kaib? Reklaamid ripsmetussist - kuis too pikendab ja teeb mustemaks ja paksemaks ja keerab ja laseb tualetis vett ka kui vaja aga piltidel on mingi celebriti voi modell ulipikkade voltsripsmetega. Mis ju loomulikult on pikad/paksud jne. Mu arust on see pilt sinna korvale taiesti motetu ja arritav. &lt;br /&gt;Nagu naiteks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://makeupbag.net/wp-content/uploads/lancomecourbevirtuose.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 425px; height: 245px;" src="http://makeupbag.net/wp-content/uploads/lancomecourbevirtuose.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enda tahelepanekutest pean utlema et kui pidevalt kasutad siis odavamad brandid (revlon, l'oreal, rimmer jne) on taiesti padevad aga neid peab tihti uuendama. Kallimad (enda lemmikud on Lancome and Dior Diorshow) pusivad kauem. Aga noh, on jalle kallimad. Anyway, leidsin selle blogi ja pean soovitama, kasutab ja analuusib igast ilutooteid. Vaga bra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.beautyjunkiesunite.com/WP/"&gt;www.beautyjunkiesunite.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-2405264091880029390?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/2405264091880029390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=2405264091880029390' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/2405264091880029390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/2405264091880029390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/05/ripsmedussist-of-all-things.html' title='Ripsmetussist, of all things'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-7163288687069719086</id><published>2011-05-20T20:22:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T20:52:06.809-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vaiksed Asjad Abielus</title><content type='html'>Juhtusin lugema huvitavat artiklit abielust ja tooga kaasnevatest probleemides, kuis ununeb ajapikku romantika, teise vajaduste markamine ja laste-karjaari-vanemate-igapaeva murede korval ununeb ka see kuidas uksteisel polve norgaks ajada aeg-ajalt ning seks hoopis haabub. Steven Stosny ja Patricia Love kirjutasid raamatu (molemad psuhholoogid) Kuidas Parandada Oma Abielu Ilma Sellest Raakimata. Stosny vaidab et igal paaril on samad hirmud ja habid ja koige lihtsam kaitse selle vastu on fuusiline lahedus, mitte tingimata seks, aga lahedus. Maarab partneritele kuus 6-sekundi pikkust kallistust iga paev, kohustuslikus korras. Paarid kes seda proovisid raporteerisid et alguses ntuke imelik ja kohmakas aga kui aeg oige siis sellised pikemad kallistused toesti taastasin intiimsust suhtes ja tuletasid vanu aegu meelde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teine professor soovitas 10-minuti reeglit - pane korvale 10 min jutuajamiseks - koigest valja arvatud lapsed, too ja majapidamismured. Ullatavalt raske arvestades seda et teineteist nagunii paev otsa ei nae siis kui ohtul naed vaja igast praktilistest asjadest raakida. Ma ei oska isegi moelda millest muust hetkel raakida. Uksteise unistustest, soovidest, motetest. Jah. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Psuhhiaater John W Jacobs suudistab Hollywoodi kes meile fantaasiaid about happily ever after ete soodab nii et meil on vaar arusaam abielust ja sellest kui rasked suhted on tegelikus elus. Tema jargi on inimesed nagu elekrilised vastuvotjad kes saavad ja saadavad emotsioonilisi impullse. Et tegelt piisab vaga vahesest et kontrollida kaasa reaktsioone ja teievahelisi tulisi. Sina reageerid samamoodi ja tema samamoodi ning et muster peaks tuttav olema. Nii et kui kaasa jargm kord tigedana koju tuleb siis selle asemel et oma paeva stressi ja probleemi valja laduda, hinga sisse valja ja paku kaasale olu voi kulma jooki ja utle et tundub sul raske paev selja taga. Ning loomulikult peaks su kaasa sama moodi sind hoidma. Hmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-7163288687069719086?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/7163288687069719086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=7163288687069719086' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/7163288687069719086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/7163288687069719086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/05/vaiksed-asjad-abielus.html' title='Vaiksed Asjad Abielus'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-1308109593990984552</id><published>2011-05-07T17:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-08T08:51:09.082-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Motteid emadepaevaks</title><content type='html'>Ilm on ilus, me oleme paev otsa ringikondinud ja seega nii jalad kui aju paistes. Aga tahtsin teile koigie, emad ja tulevased emad, kaunist kaunist emadepaeva soovida ning jagada USA komoodiku ja ema Tina Fey motteterasid emaks olemisest. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First, Lord: No tattoos. May neither Chinese symbol for truth nor Winnie-the-Pooh holding the FSU (Florida State University) logo stain her tender haunches (tagumikul).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May she be Beautiful but not Damaged, for it’s the Damage that draws the creepy soccer coach’s (jalgpalli treener) eye, not the Beauty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the Crystal Meth is offered, may she remember the parents who cut her grapes in half and stick with Beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guide her, protect her when crossing the street, stepping onto boats, swimming in the ocean, swimming in pools, walking near pools, standing on the subway platform, crossing 86th Street, stepping off of boats, using mall restrooms, getting on and off escalators, driving on country roads while arguing, leaning on large windows, walking in parking lots, riding Ferris wheels, roller-coasters, log flumes, or anything called “Hell Drop,” “Tower of Torture,” or “The Death Spiral Rock ‘N Zero G Roll featuring Aerosmith,” and standing on any kind of balcony ever, anywhere, at any age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lead her away from Acting but not all the way to Finance. Something where she can make her own hours but still feel intellectually fulfilled and get outside sometimes And not have to wear high heels. What would that be, Lord? Architecture? Midwifery? Golf course design? I’m asking You, because if I knew, I’d be doing it, Youdammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May she play the Drums to the fiery rhythm of her Own Heart with the sinewy strength of her Own Arms, so she need Not Lie With Drummers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grant her a Rough Patch from twelve to seventeen. Let her draw horses and be interested in Barbies for much too long, For childhood is short – a Tiger Flower blooming Magenta for one day – And adulthood is long and dry-humping (seksimine) in cars will wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Lord, break the Internet forever, that she may be spared the misspelled invective (kriitiline oelutsemine) of her peers (samavanuste) And the online marketing campaign for Rape Hostel V: Girls Just Wanna Get Stabbed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when she one day turns on me and calls me a Bitch in front of Hollister (ameerika teismeliste pood), Give me the strength, Lord, to yank her directly into a cab in front of her friends, For I will not have that Shit. I will not have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And should she choose to be a Mother one day, be my eyes, Lord, that I may see her, lying on a blanket on the floor at 4:50 A.M., all-at-once exhausted, bored, and in love with the little creature whose poop is leaking up its back. “My mother did this for me once,” she will realize as she cleans feces off her baby’s neck. “My mother did this for me.” And the delayed gratitude will wash over her as it does each generation and she will make a Mental Note to call me. And she will forget. But I’ll know, because I peeped it with Your God eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amen.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Tina Fey&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-1308109593990984552?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/1308109593990984552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=1308109593990984552' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/1308109593990984552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/1308109593990984552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/05/motteid-emadepaevaks.html' title='Motteid emadepaevaks'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-2959904156869865049</id><published>2011-05-04T19:09:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T19:24:11.234-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Moru Kukk, Saba Sorgus</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.mexicopackages.com/burmuda1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 640px;" src="http://www.mexicopackages.com/burmuda1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lillekese mangimine jatkub, uritan nii palju voodis olla kui saan aga tunnistan ausalt et tapab. Lugeda ei taha, magan aeg ajalt, telekat ei viitsi vaadata. Koogikappe vaja organiseerida, Olivia tuba ara koristada ja peenrad rohida pluss taimi osta jne. Ma siuke rahulik onnis rase ei ole mitte. Kain arstide vahet ja vaatan kuis postimees tassib arveid koju. Selle raha eest oleks ma ei tea mis juba saanud. Ja argem unustagem et amm kah orbiidil pidevalt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G helistab et talle firma poolt reis Bermuudasse. Austatakse top tegijaid iga aasta, lahevad naistega ja CEO ja CFOga. Oliviaga rase olles oli uleoo reis Newport, Rhode Island. Noh nagu reis Parnu. Seekord reis Bermudasse, hotell rannas, Mandarin Oriental hotell, igaohtu mingi popp dinner, erinev temaatika ja meelelahutus. Roosa liiv kaeparast. Merevaade. Paeval endal valida kas lahed golfi mangima, hobustega merelainete aarde ratsutama, kayak voi snorkeling voi naudid autos soites tuuri mooda saart. How perfect would that be? Saaks ammast-aiast puhkuse, nood hoiaks Olivial silma peal, saaks kahekesti enne katt hoida enne kui uus beebi tuleb ja mingit vaba aega ei teki ja see on TASUTA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sybarites.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/elbow-beach-bermuda_2271_15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 333px;" src="http://www.sybarites.org/wp-content/uploads/2009/08/elbow-beach-bermuda_2271_15.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G pessimistlik aga arst lubab minna, et ole ettevaatlik, take your records, there are risks obviously, know where the hospital is etc. Luban koike teha, suurest onnest juuksed sirged, sobranna laenab raseduse ranna outfit-id ja kleidid ja puha. Ning kell 5 heliseb telefon et arst ikka motles et tegelt very bad idea. Et mul voib see veritsemine nii akitsi hakata ja tema ise ei laheks ja seega ei soovita ka mul mitte minna. Ma olen kordamooda masendunud ja kurb ja moru. Vaga moru. Eks ma jaa siis koju oma laienevaid veeniarme vahtima. Mehe ikka peksin kohale et mingu ja nautigu ja tema blood, sweat and tears ja vaga arateenitud. Aga kui G helistas et registreeris ara ilma minuta ja see ei saa uldse nii tore nyyd olema ja temal jole kurb siis ma natuke lohutasin aga ytlesin et yleyldiselt argu jaagu nyyd selle peale lootma et mu kaastunne kestaks. Ughhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://images.quickblogcast.com/1/3/0/6/1/226189-216031/BermudaAirCharterCove.jpg?a=50"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 500px; height: 327px;" src="http://images.quickblogcast.com/1/3/0/6/1/226189-216031/BermudaAirCharterCove.jpg?a=50" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-2959904156869865049?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/2959904156869865049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=2959904156869865049' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/2959904156869865049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/2959904156869865049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/05/moru-kukk-saba-sorgus.html' title='Moru Kukk, Saba Sorgus'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-4922056445637598501</id><published>2011-04-21T17:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-21T17:51:00.120-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mees jahil, rase baaris</title><content type='html'>Et mind voodist/majast valja saada, saime sopradega kokku ja laksime valja ohtust sooma. Laksime restorani sisse ja otsustasime neid baaris oodata. G jai reservatsiooni tapsustama, ise laksin baari et ainsat vaba tooli saada. Tellisin baarimehelt margarita ja endale seltser pluss johvikamahl ning hakkasin jakki seljast ara votma. Tundsin kellegi abistavaid kasi olgadel jakki maha aitamas ja motlesin et Gary loomulikult. Et varukast katt ara tommata poorasin umber ja mingi mees (viisaka valjanagemisega ja hasti riides) on toega mu selja taga et mind aidata. Teine oli nii ametis et ma kobisesin hammeldunult aitah ja vaatasin kuis teine jaki mul kenasti tooli seljatoele pani. Hmmm, ma ei saa aru kuis mehed mu kohtu (mis suht suur hetkel) ja sormust ei nae. Kuigi G markis kunagi et naistel liiga palju ehteid, ei pane tahele kas kihlus/abielu sormus seal. Hammastav igastahes. Istus mu korvale aga G kerkis selja taha ja otsustavalt kukkus mu olga masseerima. Kusisin parast et kas nagi kuis mind jakiga aidati, utles et ei aga nagi kuis tyyp mind sisse tulles jalgis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma ei tea kas ma olin nii vastupandamatu voi tyyp mingi imelik aga boonusena oma abikaasa oli kohe eriti tahelepanelik terve ohtu. Ihhiiiiii.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-4922056445637598501?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/4922056445637598501/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=4922056445637598501' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/4922056445637598501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/4922056445637598501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/04/mees-jahil-rase-baaris.html' title='Mees jahil, rase baaris'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-7250502872867226031</id><published>2011-04-20T13:16:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-20T13:18:24.067-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Helen Mirren</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.elementsofstyleblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/Picture-42.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 327px; height: 549px;" src="http://www.elementsofstyleblog.com/wp-content/uploads/2011/04/Picture-42.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puha muristus. Muts maha, ma utlen. Et me naeks pooltki nii agedad valja kui ise 65 aastased. Ja mul on kliente kes suurus 32 juures ei taha seelikut selga panna voi midagi peale musta kanda.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-7250502872867226031?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/7250502872867226031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=7250502872867226031' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/7250502872867226031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/7250502872867226031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/04/helen-mirren.html' title='Helen Mirren'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-7225577253533110012</id><published>2011-04-18T17:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T18:06:50.137-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sitasaba</title><content type='html'>..olen. Voi selline orn lilleke. Hmmm. Anyways, paar korda jalle haigla vahet kaidud aga enam nagu valgeks ei lahe vere peale ja "new normal" hakkab juba igapaevaseks saama. Sudant kraabib kull kui O tahab et ma ta sulle votaks ja ma ei saa. Istun temaga porandal ja hoian teda sules ja seletan et emme siuke hadaline. Aga naha on et ta ei saa aru miks asjad teisiti. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ultraheli tehnikuga oleme vanad sobrannad, ta tuli ukspaev isegi vara vara sisse et mind uurida kuna jalle verejooks oli. Onneks me beebi kasvab muhinal, 1.05 kilo oli eelmine kord (27 nadal) ja sain isegi suveniiriks kaasa 3D foto. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amm ja ai on hasti puudlikud ja toredad, alguses olid nats sokis et nende paarinadalane visiit on nuudseks paarikuune aga sellest said ule. Aga ukskoik kui toredad inimesed, teistega koos elamine kuude kaupa ei pole lihtne. Mingid lollid pisiasjad hakkavad arritama ja siis tahad lihtsalt oma endist elu tagasi. Muuseas, naised, kui teie mees oskab (hehee) ja paneb WC istme alla tagasi kui pissitud siis serveerige laupaeval pannkooke voodisse. Ma olen seda na iseendast moistetavana votnud aga ai ei pane alla noh. Ughhh... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jooksin otsa uhele rasedasele kes lihtsalt halas et isver kui raske temal ja natuke paha ja mees pealetukkiv jne jne jne. Ma oleks varem vit kova haalega karjatanud et Bitch, please! Sul normaalne rasedus, rahune maha ja tana taevast et midagi tosist pole. Aga tead ei viitsinud. Noogutasin kaasa ja utlesin et eks ta jah raske ole. Ma olen vaga zen see nadal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-7225577253533110012?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/7225577253533110012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=7225577253533110012' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/7225577253533110012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/7225577253533110012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/04/sitasaba.html' title='Sitasaba'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-6573024294908746852</id><published>2011-04-08T12:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-08T13:09:07.279-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Seks, voodi ja amm</title><content type='html'>Nonda. Nagu mu sobranna L ytles ma ei saa rase niisama olla, ma kogen koike mida vahegi annab rasedana. Uks veresoon lohkes sunnipaeva ohtul tapselt enne koogi loikumist ja siis pidin sunnitushaiglasse minema. Patsutati olale, arst veel maletas mind et isver kus oli uterus teil, ja vordles seda hamburgeri lihaga (hakklihaga).  Moni nadal hiljem hakkas platsenta veritsema kuna mu uliaktiivne beebi olevat platsenta lahti tagunud ja kui jarmine peav jalle siis taandati voodireziimile. Onneks amm ja ai said koheselt siia tulla Olivia eest hoolitsema. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, sinnitushaiglas laman voodis, see kittel voi mis seljas, andurid kohu peal, uks ode tuleb sisse ja kusib et kas me seksisime abikaasaga. Vastan et ei see ammu keelatud. Teine ode tuleb 10 min uurib naitureid, vaatab tosiselt otsa ja kusib et kas meil abikaasaga laks intiimseks? Et ta saab aru, inimene nork ja eksib. Eitan jarjekindlalt ja taiesti kirikus pihil oleva patuse tunne. Ja siis mu armas Dr. W tuleb sisse kes Olivia ilmale toi ja kusib et did you have intercourse. Ja siis ma kiunun nagu Olivia vahest Noooooooooooo! Siis avastasid ultraheli ajal et beebi suu, mitte kirglike vanemate. Uhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Votan end nyyd kokku ja hakkan labilugema koiki kogutud teoseid milleks emana olles aega pole olnud. See tahendab kohe kui ajakirjad labi saavad. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS! Mul pole retsepte siis valja tulnud tykk aega nii et siin midagi eksootilist Ameerika lounakandist, mu aia lounasoogi voileib. Kahe saiaviilu vahele majoneesi ja banaani. Bon Appetit!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-6573024294908746852?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/6573024294908746852/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=6573024294908746852' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/6573024294908746852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/6573024294908746852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/04/seks-voodi-ja-amm.html' title='Seks, voodi ja amm'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-7612674341654621021</id><published>2011-04-01T08:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-04-01T08:10:58.612-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Friday and I am in love</title><content type='html'>with the work of Oak Hill Architects. http://oakhillarchitects.com/index.htm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K47gIunfwnU/TZXArT6mKGI/AAAAAAAADgs/rpapfslXsVc/s1600/twig_r2_c1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-K47gIunfwnU/TZXArT6mKGI/AAAAAAAADgs/rpapfslXsVc/s320/twig_r2_c1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590586362763290722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DlYHyQlhatA/TZXArP2UkRI/AAAAAAAADgk/h04Xj5VubPo/s1600/sears_r2_c1_f4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DlYHyQlhatA/TZXArP2UkRI/AAAAAAAADgk/h04Xj5VubPo/s320/sears_r2_c1_f4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590586361671618834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QRwcULTi-G4/TZXAq8LjrbI/AAAAAAAADgc/ZlbLQoWUF08/s1600/holly_r2_c1_f7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-QRwcULTi-G4/TZXAq8LjrbI/AAAAAAAADgc/ZlbLQoWUF08/s320/holly_r2_c1_f7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5590586356391980466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gTBt9jev_20/TZXAqjJf6rI/AAAAAAAADgU/TqBb96tqZ3Q/s1600/happy_r2_c1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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Neil oli kena abielu, kaunis maja Greenwichis mere aares (ma ei tea mitukummend miljonit dollarit), kolm last erakoolides, puhkusekodu Anguilla's ja nuud on see koik lainud. Naine elab lastega oma vanemate juures, lapsed koolidest valja visatud kuna koolimaks maksmata, pankrotihaldurid on konfiskeerunud majad, juveelid, kunstiteosed, autod jne. Mees on teinud mingeid kahtlasi investeeringuid ja vist juba pikemat aega ja olid elanud volgade peal juba aastaid. Naisel ei olnud aimugi. &lt;br /&gt;Mul on mingil maaral tast kahju aga hirmarritab see et juba pea aasta moodas ja naine ikka vanemate kodus oma narve turgutamas. Kuidas Siin me oleme's oeldi - tood ara karda. Mingi too sa ikka saaks, isver, ma laheks kasvoi ettekandjaks vms. College'i ajal on napud ikka nii pohjas, tootasin pea 7 paeva nadalas, hommikul lapsehoidjana siis kinnisvara buroos assistendina ja ohtul ettekandjana, 1-2 paiku magama ja nii iga paev. Arrrrritavad need naised kes peavad oma narve turgutama ja ei jumala eest ei saa tood teha. Las keegi teine hoolitseb nende eest. Ahh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And secondly, kuidas saab abielupaar normaalselt koos eksisteerida ilma et teataks mis teine teeb, eriti finantsi alal. Kui palju perel sissetulekut, kui palju saastudeks, pensionipolveks ja laste kooliminekuks. Kui palju autovolga jms. Tunnistan et pole ise koik distsiplineeritum sel ala, aga G on meid koiki ilusasti eelarve peale pannud. Keegi ytles et ah meil pole nii palju raha et eelarvet teha mis on lauslollus muidugi. Tavaline eksel tabel ules paned kuud ja alla jooksma kulud ja tulud. Ja siis paned kirja, iga vaiksema ostugi ning usna informeeriv on hiljem vaadata kuis poest kaasa ostetud ajakiri voi kuskilt kaasa haaratud snakk kuus usna suure summa moodustab. Siis tead palju laheb, palju jaab ja oskad plaanida. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aga see ulalmainitud intsident pani motlema kui palju inimesi me umber elab ule nende voimaluste. Naiteks vaatasin osasid emmesid meie mangugrupis. Uhel emal on Chaneli flats, noh tavalised mustad madalad kingad legginsite ja kampsuniga niisama ringi jooksmiseks. Hind $895. Teisel iga kord uus diaper bag (ehk siis selline suur kott kus lahevad lapse mahkmed, antibacterial lotion, joogipudel, rahakott, votmed, mobiil jne mahukas kott siuke) kas siis Prada voi YSL voi Gucci. Enamik emmesid soidab suurte autodega, kas siis Range Rover voi Lexus. Juuksur ytles et tal osad naised tulevad 4x nadalas et lasta pesta ja foonitada ja lokitangidega keerata alt juukseid et siuke easy-breezy-sexy look kogu aeg oleks. Mnjaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-5888877404041455512?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/5888877404041455512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=5888877404041455512' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/5888877404041455512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/5888877404041455512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/03/abikaasa-kui-abikassa.html' title='Abikaasa kui abikassa'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-864903143425583387</id><published>2011-03-24T11:54:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T11:59:22.193-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Eesti toidu teemal - kusimus laiale ringile.</title><content type='html'>Mul on kingina saadud purk marineeritud eesti seeni ja karp kilu. Seda siit ei saa (ok voib olla kilu kuskilt saab, me vene pood muub ainult kilu tomatis) nii et taielikud gurmaan delikatessid. Siit mu kusimus: kilu paneks munaga ma motlen leiva peale, voi on paremaid motteid? Ja millega seeni serveerida? Mis liha ullitisega koige paremini laheks? Muidu hoiaks jouludeni aga ei raatsi, akki laheb pahaks. Nii et kallid kokanaised/mehed, andke nou..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-864903143425583387?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/864903143425583387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=864903143425583387' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/864903143425583387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/864903143425583387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/03/eesti-toidu-teemal-kusimus-laiale.html' title='Eesti toidu teemal - kusimus laiale ringile.'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-5786610852607659628</id><published>2011-03-22T14:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-22T14:52:19.569-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ei saa ammaga, ei saa ammata...</title><content type='html'>Staazikamad lugejad voib olla maletavad mu "perekonda sisse ristimist" ammaga kes mind rootslannaks kutsus tukk aega, Eestis pulmas mul ytles et tegelt nad ei tahtnud tulla aga nyyd hea meel et tulid, ja sellepeale et Gary tahab kolme last "loodetavasti ikka sinuga" jne. Mingi hetk tirisin ta restorani, jootsin sisse 2 kosmopolitani ja kusisin et miks ma talle ei meeldi. Ytles parast vaikust et ara talle haiget tee (G'le siis). Aga noh, helgemaid hetki on ikka ka olnud, kui nyyd aus olla. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Naiteks tana kui sain talt sunnipaeva kaardi kus oeldi et loodetavasti ma tean neid asju isegi aga voib olla on vaja valja oelda. Et kui lihtne on mind armastada ja kui kerge on minu peale loota ja kuis ma toon pere kokku, ka laiema pere....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kohe nutt tuli peale. Krdi amm. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-5786610852607659628?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/5786610852607659628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=5786610852607659628' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/5786610852607659628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/5786610852607659628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/03/ei-saa-ammaga-ei-saa-ammata.html' title='Ei saa ammaga, ei saa ammata...'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-608427975547628615</id><published>2011-03-21T15:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-21T15:41:03.934-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahistamine</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://gossip.whyfame.com/files/2011/03/rachel_zoe_pregnant_hollywood_reporter1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 800px; height: 1040px;" src="http://gossip.whyfame.com/files/2011/03/rachel_zoe_pregnant_hollywood_reporter1.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pildil Rachel Zoe - Hollywoodi yberstilist. Ka rase hetkel. Kuna tema teises mastaabis tegija siis juba Chaneli ja YSL saatsid mrs Zoe diaper bags. Kotid suured kuhu siis loik lapse vark sisse laheb. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huvitav kas arstidel on sama probleem? Ja ehitajatel? Ja juuksuritel? Et ukskoik kuhu lahed, nagu inimesed teada saavad mis sa teed ajab keegi su kuskile nurka ja hakkab oma hadasid kurtma ja nou kusima. Olin uhel uritusel kus naised jarjest murdsid noh. Kas sa arvad et minu vanusel naisel ei ole paslik kanda platformi kingi? Millist meikapi tegijat sina soovitad? Aga millist juuksurit? Kust sina oma puksid ostsid jne. Need kes mind tunnevad, eriti kliendid, ytlevad kohe et oi issand sa kindlasti vaatad mu pluusi/jakki/juukseid/meiki - ytle kohe ara, tead ma ei joudnud/saanud/kiire/kohe lahen dieedile. Samas ma pole sonagi oelnud, tahtsin lihtsalt kusida kuis laheb. Ugh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja veel eriti nuud kui ma olen ise suur nagu kera ja kannan vormi lausa. Teksad, valge rasedate t-sark ja karusnahast vest. Voib olla ma teen t-sargi endale et &lt;strong&gt;I do not care what you look like. Unless you pay me. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-608427975547628615?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/608427975547628615/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=608427975547628615' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/608427975547628615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/608427975547628615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/03/ahistamine.html' title='Ahistamine'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-2538659865566408798</id><published>2011-03-15T08:12:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-03-15T08:18:26.279-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinipunaroheline vaikus</title><content type='html'>kas ei laulnud Henry Laks kunagi midagi sel teemal? Aniveis, ma postitused ei ole mitte vaga tihedad viimasel ajal kuna me ootame G'ga teist tutart juulikuus (Oktoober on lapsetegemise kuu me peres tuleb valja) ja ma tunnen end kui 70 a kel koik kohad valutavad ja liigesed haiged. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma motlesin et olen siuke tugeva kondiga aus eesti maanaine, asi mul need lapsed valja kanda ja sunnitada. Oliviaga oli suda paha jms klassikalised nahtused, nuud selle lapsega olid esimesed kolm kuud nii halvad et ma ei saanud kas diivanilt voi vannitoa porandalt ules. Teine semester moodub liigeste valu all ja tihedate krampidega pluss samad komplikatsioonid mis Olivaga, ehk siis platsenta vaga madalal. Nojahnoh. Iga ohtu koheselt 9ks voodisse ja nonda need kuud lahevad. Aga paeva lemmik osa on kui tunne beebi liikumist kohus. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-2538659865566408798?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/2538659865566408798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=2538659865566408798' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/2538659865566408798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/2538659865566408798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/03/sinipunaroheline-vaikus.html' title='Sinipunaroheline vaikus'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-7723656335975305984</id><published>2011-03-08T08:23:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T08:33:41.606-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Balti maffia?</title><content type='html'>Meie laste ringis on huvitavad emmed, jagame kolmeks&lt;br /&gt;1. vaga glamuursed. isegi kui mingid vaga popimad jooga riided seljas, juuksed on alati lokkis voi mingis kaunis soengus, meik laitmatu. seal on uks huvitav naispaar, odede moodi valja ei nae, alati tulevad koos, 3 last istuvad bruneti sules ja blond tutvustab neid ringis kui koik peavad. ja ma voin kindel olla et kui naen mingit uut reklaami teksade vms kohta kas Elle's voi Vogue's siis emb kumb neist kannab. me ei ole otsustanud kas lesbid voi vaaaga lahedased oed. &lt;br /&gt;2. keskmised emmed kuhu ise kuulun, manikuur tegemata (vahemalt proffessionaalselt) aga juuksed kammivad ara ja jumestuskreemi kasutavad ka. &lt;br /&gt;3. emmed kes lasevad ukskoik milles ringi, enamasti dressid, kammivad juukseid aga mingi meigiga kull ei vaeva.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iga klass algab ringis istumisega ja tutvustamisega ja laulmisega. Ning siis enemasti 1 grupi emmed ja osad 2 grupi omad (suudi!) moodavad teisi emmesi. Vot ja mul jai silma uks emme kes oleks pidanud 1 grupi oma olema aga aktsent oli nii et ilmselt seetottu jai valja. Vaga hasti kaib riides, ilusad blondid lokkis juuksed ja paevitunud. Tegin tutvust sest kahtlustasin et Ida-Euroopast ja tuli valja et leedukas. Vaga tore emme. AGA mis mind huvitab on misasja ta teeb ja ta kaasa? Molemad leedukad aga vaga vaga edukad. Tavaliselt reeglina baltikumi esindajad siin kas ehitusel voi juuksurina tootavad. Kui mujal siis su ingl k peaks palju etem olema. Leedu emmel on iga kord sellised disaineri kotid ja karusnahk ning kui oma juuksurit soovitas (ma kusisin) siis selle hind on highlights $285 and up. Selle lisandub $40 juuste kuivatamise eest (nii narvi kaib et see siin eraldi on, ise valid kas maksad voi kuivatad kuskil nurgas ise oma juukseid) pluss tipp mis on tavaliselt 15-20%. No mis asja nad teevad et majanduslikult nii tugev olukord? Akki on mingi balti mafia siin, huvitav kas ma saaks siseneda? Juba juuksuri arvete parast? Mul varsti vaja minna. Gary toetab seda ideed ka. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-7723656335975305984?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/7723656335975305984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=7723656335975305984' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/7723656335975305984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/7723656335975305984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/03/balti-maffia.html' title='Balti maffia?'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-4820694204912389952</id><published>2011-03-05T10:42:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-05T10:45:06.529-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Isver kui popp</title><content type='html'>Uks mu klientidest laheb uritusele uhesse country club'isse New Yorgis (mitte linnas vaid pohja poole "maa" alas). Klubi riietuste reeglid:&lt;br /&gt;Dining Room Dress Code&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Upstairs Bar/Terrace&lt;br /&gt;During the day, tennis or golf attire may be worn. Gentlemen must not wear hats or caps in the Clubhouse. Workout attire should only be worn in the tennis building, exercise room or locker room.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After 6 p.m. in the Club’s Upstairs Bar, jackets must be worn, but ties are optional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Main Clubhouse Dining Room&lt;br /&gt;After 6 p.m. gentlemen and boys over fourteen must wear jackets and ties.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beach Club&lt;br /&gt;During the day, casual, tennis, golf attire and properly covered-up beach attire may be worn in the dining room.  Gentlemen should not wear hats or caps in any of the dining rooms. Bare feet are not permitted in the cafeteria, dining room or the bar.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;After 6 p.m. jackets must be worn, but ties are optional.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Golf Dress Code &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gentlemen &lt;br /&gt;Traditional golf shirts, tucked in, with collars and sleeves. Bermuda length shorts or golf slacks. Cargo-type shorts and pants are not considered appropriate attire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ladies&lt;br /&gt;Traditional golf shirts or blouses, with or without sleeves. Golf skirts, golf slacks or golf shorts with a minimum length of 18 inches as measured down from the bottom of the waistband. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tennis Dress Code &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All white tennis attire is required on all courts at all times – no exceptions, including warm-ups, sweatshirts and hats. From October 1st to April 30th, colored tennis warm-ups and sweatshirts are acceptable over all white tennis clothes. Collared shirts for men’s play. Improperly attired players will be asked to leave the courts. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shoes &lt;br /&gt;Proper white flat-soled shoes are required on all surfaces. Running shoes may not be worn since they damage the court surface. Tennis shoes must not be worn in the Exercise Room or on the equipment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Squash Dress Code&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;All white tennis wear including sweatshirts, warm-ups and hats are required for all matches in tournaments throughout the year. Colored warm-ups and sweatshirts are acceptable over all white tennis clothes. Protective eyewear is required of all players. In addition, we ask that you have two pairs of sneakers (proper non-marking sneakers) if you wish to mix squash and tennis. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Croquet Dress Code &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All white attire (“tennis whites” are customary) is requested, and is required for all tournament matches. In addition, croquet players must wear tennis sneakers or similar lightly treaded shoes without heels or with soft rubber heels (such as “topsiders”) to avoid damaging the playing surface.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-4820694204912389952?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/4820694204912389952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=4820694204912389952' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/4820694204912389952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/4820694204912389952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/03/isver-kui-popp.html' title='Isver kui popp'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-1412525584309133343</id><published>2011-03-02T20:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-03-02T20:39:31.680-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Nii ilus, nii lihtne</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1LWPx1oWzHw/TWxSKXoVVXI/AAAAAAAADt8/AH0ll1TH4UY/s1600/tumblr_lfpiv1adpB1qclrjao1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 399px; height: 600px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1LWPx1oWzHw/TWxSKXoVVXI/AAAAAAAADt8/AH0ll1TH4UY/s1600/tumblr_lfpiv1adpB1qclrjao1_400.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilt: http://sweetnothings04.blogspot.com/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-1412525584309133343?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/1412525584309133343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=1412525584309133343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/1412525584309133343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/1412525584309133343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/03/nii-ilus-nii-lihtne.html' title='Nii ilus, nii lihtne'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1LWPx1oWzHw/TWxSKXoVVXI/AAAAAAAADt8/AH0ll1TH4UY/s72-c/tumblr_lfpiv1adpB1qclrjao1_400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-232933847463509460</id><published>2011-02-28T20:12:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T20:27:53.213-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Facebook, ma arvan et me peame lahku minema...</title><content type='html'>FB mul meeldis alguses aga mida aeg edasi seda rohkem stalker-i tunne on. (stalker - jalitaja, kes sul salaja kannul kaib). Osad inimesed votavad FB kui harrastussporti, mida rohkem "sopru" seda uhkem. 356 sopra, 487 sopra, 292 sopra... Muudame sobra hoopis inimesteks keda vaevu tunnen ja tanaval mooda konnin, ok siis saan aru neist numbritest. Mu 3 a noorema oe pohikooli aegne austaja. Ma ei tea kas me kunagi raakisimegi peale tere head-aega utlemise. Endise sobranna oe sobranna... Noormees kes kunagi meie klassis kais ja kelle nimi uldse meelde ei tulnud sest sellest on uhh mingi aeg moodas ja isegi klassis me ei raakinud omavahel. MIKS me peaks FB sobrad olema??? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja siis on veel see kategooria niinimetatud sopru kel on vaja sulle midagi toestada millegi parast. Endine klassiode kellele viisakalt pohjendasin et mul FB kitsale ringile ja loodan et saab aru. Teatas et saab aru aga kuis mul laheb, mis ma teen, armas pere ja tema vot kolme lapse ema ja suure kaupluse juhataja. Ei vastanud, lootes et ununeb, aga ei. Sain 3 emaili samas stiilis. Umbne umbne pohikooli aegne boyfriend (kestis see suhe umbes 3 kuud kui sedagi, ma ai maleta) kellega kunagi hiljem ei suhelnud. No milleks me sobrad oleme? Ainuke loogiline seletus mu arust on see et ta tahab naidata et vot naed abiellusid ja lapsed ja milline elu. Et pole enam selline luuser. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kui me aastaid pole suhelnud siis milleks vaevata end? Ma ei tahaks oma elu ning pilte sellest nii vaga koigiga jagada. Nagunii lisad igast inimesi kellele piinlik ei oelda ja nii jaabki FB peamiselt nende mangumaaks kes arkavad iga hommik moeldes et iga terve lause mis pahe tuleb, iga mote ja idee on nii unikaalne ja huvitav et tuleb ilmtingimata koigiga jagada. Voi, kui sul uldse ei vea, on sul sugulane kel omi motteid nahtavasti uldse ei ole, ning seeparast on mingi tarkuseterade jagamisele puhendunud nagu Elu on luhike. Vota viimast. Ughhhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akki saaks mingi sisemise ringi koostada FB, kus sobrad kellest toesti huvitud julgeks rohkem endast jagada. Mitu miljonit ma selle idee eest saaks FB-i poistelt? hmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-232933847463509460?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/232933847463509460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=232933847463509460' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/232933847463509460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/232933847463509460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/02/facebook-ma-arvan-et-me-peame-lahku.html' title='Facebook, ma arvan et me peame lahku minema...'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-4906824189866025546</id><published>2011-02-22T08:21:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-22T08:30:11.732-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Normaalne, terve modell</title><content type='html'>Igakord kui jalle mingi anoreksik modell sureb ara, terve moetoostus on up in the arms kuis me ikkagi ei tohi nii peenikesi modelle kasutada, ei ole normaalne, halb eeskuju teismelistele jne jne jne. Siis monda aega naed vahe "priskemaid" modelle lavadel kuniks lahevad tagasi nende inimvarede juurde. Uks modell kirjeldas kunagi mis nad soovad ehk siis prostituudi dieet: hommik: must kohvi, sigarett, louna: kohvi, sigarett, salat ja tuunikala (loomulikult majoneesita) ning ohtuks sigarett ja vesi. Uks meigiproff keda New Yorgis tundsin kes Fashion Week'i tegi alati kurtis et suitsetajate peale laheb topelt nii aega kui peitekreemi. Anyhow, itaallased (Gucci, Versace, Prada) ikka vaatavad vahe tugevamaid, rinnakamaid naisi aga nad erand rohkem. Maletan 2 aastat tagasi Catherine Malandrino showroomis kaies oli nende vana modell kadunud (=lahti lastud) ja asemel on taielik inimvare. Ma vaatasin kuis ta uht kleiti mul naitas ja ma utlesin kogemata kombel et kallis laps sul pole ju rinda ollagi... Kaed olid nii kondised.. ja ei olnud see nagunii vaike kleit ta seljas ilus. Ei olnud noh. Ja selle aasta Erdem'i modellid olid nagu mingist kliinikust valja aetud. Raudselt peab olema mannekeen heas vormis ja pikk, riided lihtsalt istuvad paremini aga ma ei suutnud siin kleiti uldse jalgida, nii kosmaarne oli minu arust...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pilt Daily Mail&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CgJM4pt6K7Q/TWO6Tk9agLI/AAAAAAAADbc/pPfD6bvPFVo/s1600/article-0-0D4BF9A0000005DC-981_634x945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CgJM4pt6K7Q/TWO6Tk9agLI/AAAAAAAADbc/pPfD6bvPFVo/s320/article-0-0D4BF9A0000005DC-981_634x945.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5576505609116352690" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-4906824189866025546?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/4906824189866025546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=4906824189866025546' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/4906824189866025546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/4906824189866025546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/02/normaalne-terve-modell.html' title='Normaalne, terve modell'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CgJM4pt6K7Q/TWO6Tk9agLI/AAAAAAAADbc/pPfD6bvPFVo/s72-c/article-0-0D4BF9A0000005DC-981_634x945.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-7103784629628827756</id><published>2011-02-17T18:18:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T18:36:04.484-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Vahva Iiri pulm</title><content type='html'>Pruutneitsid parast tseremooniat kokteilide ajaks murul vahetasid stilettod ausa kummiku vastu ja panid kardigani selga. Nunnu. Kummikud olid kingis pruudi poolt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_kdScWdYshY/TV2wwmViE3I/AAAAAAAADbU/gFpDKhkICDk/s1600/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_kdScWdYshY/TV2wwmViE3I/AAAAAAAADbU/gFpDKhkICDk/s400/untitled.bmp" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574806262725612402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pilt parit www.oncewed.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-7103784629628827756?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/7103784629628827756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=7103784629628827756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/7103784629628827756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/7103784629628827756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/02/vahva-iiri-pulm.html' title='Vahva Iiri pulm'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_kdScWdYshY/TV2wwmViE3I/AAAAAAAADbU/gFpDKhkICDk/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-4308908835071391947</id><published>2011-02-13T09:07:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T09:21:08.488-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Armastus</title><content type='html'>Mind pani naeratama tanases New York Times'is ilmunud lugu Pulmade all. Armastus ei kusi vanust, toesti mitte. Igati sobilik Valentini paevaks.&lt;br /&gt;Dorothy Furlong (praegu 75a) ja Charlie Hall (praegu 80 a) olid kohtunud aastaid tagasi ja labi kainud tihti. Dorothy oli lesk olnud pikemat aega ja Charlie kaasa oli kopsuvahki surnud paar aastat tagasi. Olid sobrad, mangisid koos kaarte, kaisid teatris aeg ajalt jne ja nonda see lugu laits. Charlie saatis abielupaneku sobraga (suur kimp roose, sormus ja kiri ning et Dorothy teaks kellelt pani enda nime, aadressis, Social Security numbri, US merevae numbri ja telefoninumbri). :)&lt;br /&gt;“You can understand, Charlie is kind of a romantic,” Mrs. Furlong said, adding he is full of compliments. “He’ll say, ‘You are so beautiful, I love your eyes, you have the greatest smile, you’re so stately.’ He never stops with them.” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paar elab St. Paul Minnesota's kus juba 125 a jarjest iga talv suur paraad korraldatakse et talve minema ajada. Kui plaanijad teada said et Dorothy ja Charles(kes oli festivali Queen ja King olnud aastakumneid tagasi, kull eraldi aastatel) plaanisid abielluda, tegid nad neile ettepaneku abielluda kui king ja queen festivali viimasel paeval. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rt92RUVnAgE/TVfoH2AB04I/AAAAAAAADbM/9pnScBrY-YY/s1600/VOWS-3-popup.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rt92RUVnAgE/TVfoH2AB04I/AAAAAAAADbM/9pnScBrY-YY/s400/VOWS-3-popup.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5573178285346640770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After their vows, Mr. Hall planted a kiss on his smiling new bride’s lips. He then kissed the priest, members of the wedding party, his bride again and, finally, his bride one more time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-4308908835071391947?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/4308908835071391947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=4308908835071391947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/4308908835071391947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/4308908835071391947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/02/armastus.html' title='Armastus'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rt92RUVnAgE/TVfoH2AB04I/AAAAAAAADbM/9pnScBrY-YY/s72-c/VOWS-3-popup.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-6958137211811181762</id><published>2011-02-11T08:23:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-11T08:29:19.429-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Alexander McQueen</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://stylefrizz.com/img/alexander-mcqueen-rug-the-rug-company.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 470px; height: 313px;" src="http://stylefrizz.com/img/alexander-mcqueen-rug-the-rug-company.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Varaselt meie hulgast lahkunud Briti moelooja tegi veel enne enesetappu kollektsiooni vaipu. See nimetatud Hummingbird variant on nii ilus, pilt on nats kehv aga lindude varvid ja liikumine on imeline. Sobiks ilmselt vaga modernsesse korterisse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-6958137211811181762?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/6958137211811181762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=6958137211811181762' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/6958137211811181762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/6958137211811181762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/02/alexander-mcqueen.html' title='Alexander McQueen'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-151534885605297234</id><published>2011-02-09T08:01:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-09T08:14:25.511-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Retseptid'/><title type='text'>Liha hernekaunadega</title><content type='html'>Pere ja Kodu Jaanuari numbris on artikkel vaesusest, kui paljusid see on mojutanud ja mis probleemid jargnevad. Uks kurtis et pangad ja volausaldajad pommitavad, teine (natuke naeruvaarselt) et ei saa sama poppe sunnipaevapidusid teha kui vanasti. Nojah. Habeneda tegelt ei ole midagi (kuigi juhtub, ka endal) aga siinkandis (no ok mitte tapselt minu kandis) on lausa hasartsport kes sai vahem kulutatud. Lugesin kuskilt blogist koduperenaiste kohta kes teevad uksteise juures kordamisi kokkusaamisi ja siis vordlevad kes palju kulutab ja uksmeelselt oli koigil kade Xi peale kes oli suutnud pere toiduarve viia $300 peale kuus. Ise loikan kuponge, kain alede ajal ostmas, ostan hulgi ja siis kulmutan ja uritan kokkuhoidlik olla. Lausa hasartspordina. Anyveiiii.... Artiklis uks naine ytles et on oppinud kartulist mitmekumneid roogasid tegema ja mul kohe kahju et ta retsepte ei jaganud. See siin on tehtud flank steak'ist mis on uks odavamaid ja vintskemaid lihasid, lehma kohulihastest loigatud, hasti kiuline. Kaua kupsetada ei saa, vintskeks laheb!!! Aga vaga hea on, hulka saab ja okonoomiline. Ainuke mugandus mu poolt, lisa rahumeeli igast juurvilju mis kodus (kulmututatud sama head kui varsked): brokkoli, lillkapsas, paprika, jne.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Retsept parit siit: &lt;a href="http://thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2010/10/beef-with-snow-peas/"&gt;http://thepioneerwoman.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients&lt;br /&gt;1-½ pound Flank Steak, Trimmed Of Fat And Sliced Very Thin Against The Grain&lt;br /&gt;½ cups Low Sodium Soy Sauce&lt;br /&gt;3 Tablespoons Sherry Or Cooking Sherry (&lt;em&gt;void punast veini tl suhkruga ka kasutada&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;2 Tablespoons Brown Sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 Tablespoons Cornstarch (&lt;em&gt;tarklist&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;1 Tablespoon Minced Fresh Ginger&lt;br /&gt;8 ounces, weight Fresh Snow Peas, Ends Trimmed (&lt;em&gt;noored hernekaunad&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;5 whole Scallions, Cut Into Haf-inch Pieces On The Diagonal (&lt;em&gt;roheline sibul&lt;/em&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;3 Tablespoons Peanut Or Olive Oil&lt;br /&gt;Crushed Red Pepper, For Sprinkling&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine Or Long Grain Rice, Cooked According To Package&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparation Instructions&lt;br /&gt;In a bowl, mix together soy sauce, sherry, brown sugar, cornstarch, and ginger. Add sliced meat to bowl and toss with hands. Set aside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat oil in a heavy skillet (iron is best) or wok over high heat. Add snow peas and stir for 45 seconds. Remove to a separate plate. Set aside. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allow pan to get very hot again. With tongs, add half the meat mixture, leaving most of the marinade still in the bowl. Add half the scallions. Spread out meat as you add it to pan, but do not stir for a good minute. (You want the meat to get as brown as possible in as short amount a time as possible.) Turn meat to the other side and cook for another 30 seconds. Remove to a clean plate. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TVKS-k7uu3I/AAAAAAAADa8/BKAUz8FOitM/s1600/029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TVKS-k7uu3I/AAAAAAAADa8/BKAUz8FOitM/s400/029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571677292774472562" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Repeat with other half of meat, allowing pan to get very hot again first. After turning it, add the first plateful of meat, the rest of the marinade, and the snow peas. Stir over high heat for 30 seconds, then turn off heat. Check seasonings and add salt only if it needs it. Mixture will thicken as it sits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serve immediately over rice. Sprinkle crushed red pepper over the top to give it some spice. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TVKTHFv5PfI/AAAAAAAADbE/-khOwxszSag/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TVKTHFv5PfI/AAAAAAAADbE/-khOwxszSag/s400/030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5571677439022153202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-151534885605297234?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/151534885605297234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=151534885605297234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/151534885605297234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/151534885605297234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/02/liha-hernekaunadega.html' title='Liha hernekaunadega'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TVKS-k7uu3I/AAAAAAAADa8/BKAUz8FOitM/s72-c/029.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-8042775462899740187</id><published>2011-02-08T11:51:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T11:57:54.244-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Musical chairs</title><content type='html'>Hommikusook soodus, mees toole saadetud, Olivia ilusasti riides, teksad jalas (et ei saaks pukse maha tommata ja mahkmeid valja tirida), ise saadan paar tooemaili enne kui minema peab. Olivia marsib rahulikus tempos arvuti juurde, puksid rebadel, mahe lainud ja puksid, sokid ja sussid labimarjad. Kahku peseme, kuivatan, uuesti riidesse. Ise motlen et ei ole et pissist, ju ta mingi veeklaasi alla tombas. Jooksen elutuppa, ei ole uhtegi klaasi aga tooli kate labi marg. Surun koik pesumasinasse, loen Oliviale sonu peale. Kammin kahku juukseid ja panen arvuti kinni. Avastan Olivia puksid rebadel vannitoast, kerge kaka ka. Ahhhh.... Tiir nr kaks. Avastan et oleme hiljaks jaamas, kahku saapad jalga. Oot, pukste peal mingi pruun triip. Isver, ei ole et kaka. Enam pole aega et vahetada, puhin marja ratikuga puhtaks, panen selle Olivia korvale kuniks ta jope haaran. Selle aja sees haarab Olivia ratiku ja asub sellega oma pluusi puhkima ja kasi "puhastama". Jalle WCsse, tiir nr 3. Palvetan et koik kaka jai ikkagi mahkmete sisse, kiirelt kontrollin, midagi porandal ei nae. Jooksen autosse, Olivia sules. Jouame oigeks ajaks kohale....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-8042775462899740187?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/8042775462899740187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=8042775462899740187' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8042775462899740187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8042775462899740187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/02/musical-chairs.html' title='Musical chairs'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-8742177770774031196</id><published>2011-02-06T09:37:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T09:41:22.310-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Mehed armastavad silmadega...</title><content type='html'>Valentini paev tulemas, tublimad naised ei hakkagi uldse sokke/kampsuneid vms ostma, otsivad pesusahtli pohjast midagi satsilisemat voi labipaistvamat ules, kerge dinner kuunlavalguses, dzass ja kokteilid ja ongi. Garanteerin et kaasa (kes peaks tingimata kas lillede voi/ja sokolaadiga tulema) jaab rahule. &lt;br /&gt;Hanky Panky (muuseas, nende aluspukse soovitan vaga osta, igapaevased, ei jata jooni riiete all, mugavad ja vastupidavad) tuli valja After Midnight Collection'iga, ehk siis natuke seksikamad uritused. Ja seal olid siuksed puksikud igas varvis. Ning ma ei saa aru mis kandi pealt see seksikas on aga ma ei ole see target group kah. Nii et kusimus meestele, kas see on sexy voi mitte?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TU6zASNHtMI/AAAAAAAADa0/SP4vINvZX_M/s1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 79px; height: 110px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TU6zASNHtMI/AAAAAAAADa0/SP4vINvZX_M/s400/images.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570586606572123330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-8742177770774031196?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/8742177770774031196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=8742177770774031196' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8742177770774031196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8742177770774031196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/02/mehed-armastavad-silmadega.html' title='Mehed armastavad silmadega...'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TU6zASNHtMI/AAAAAAAADa0/SP4vINvZX_M/s72-c/images.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-6965461352872331206</id><published>2011-02-05T08:16:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-02-05T08:37:46.641-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Date Night</title><content type='html'>ehk nagging (virisemine) works! Kui olin Gle oelnud et kas ta teab kuhu romantika on end ara peitnud, organiseeris G tubli mehena sellepeale date night'i. Laksime valja sooma, kuunlavalgus, tore restoran ja suht koht romantiline olemine ja parast kella 9 marsib sisse perekond vaikse lapsega. Aastase tutrega. Istusid meie ees, lapsuke oli suht viril, mitte kogu aeg kull aga ma hakkasin kohe Olivia peale motlema ja tundusin end kuidagi rahutuna. Ma aru ei saa, miks peab lapsi restorani kaasa tassima, raakimata sellest et kella 9ks peaks iga aastane ammu voodis olema. Kui rahakotile see restoran ei kai, siis kannatad ka lapsehoidja paariks tunniks palgata. Teiseks, ei teki romantilist tunnet kui lapsekisa taga ja Cheerios porandal. Kolmandaks, lapsed ei naudi seda kogemust, isegi kui vanemad nii arvavad. Proovi neid louna ajal valja viia kui vaga vaja. Nad tahavad ringi vaadata ja kaia, on jabur eeldada et istub paigal kaks tundi ja on rahulik. Mida rohkem see lapsuke nuttis, seda rohkem tahtsin emale oelda, et kullakene, ta on vasinud. Pane ta magama. Mnjah. Ei oelnud kyll.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-6965461352872331206?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/6965461352872331206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=6965461352872331206' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/6965461352872331206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/6965461352872331206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/02/date-night.html' title='Date Night'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-6744747550508657359</id><published>2011-01-29T09:47:00.008-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-29T10:10:10.584-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Aasta kodu ehk eestlased on oudsed inisejad</title><content type='html'>Ln aitah soovituse eest, taitsa kaunis ja omaparane kodu. Vaga sumpaatne mulle aga ma vist vahemuses. Muidugi, eestlased kohe reas hulga negatiivsete kommentaaridega, kes vigiseb selle ule kui kulm paistab, ahh mis nome loss ja jalle et nii kallis, kus sel raha votta ja kuis seal ikka last kasvatada ei saa (???, omanikel laps taitsa olemas ja paistab et kasvab). Look, sa oled vaga limiteeritud inimene kui sa ei oska hinnata midagi mis hasti tehtud. See ei pea olema sinu maitse/voimaluste jargi aga hinda seda mis hasti ja huvitavalt tehtud. Ja kui ei meeldi, siis milleks raisata aega ja energiat kritiseerimisel. oeh. &lt;br /&gt;Hasti sumpaatne oli see et vanu asju kasutatakse ara. Mitte selle parast et eko on vaid mulle imponeerib vanade asjade ajalugu ja see et mingi kestvus on. Mulle no antiik meeldib ja lisab karakterit rohkem kui naiteks need idamaised ullitised, Buddha kujud ja mis koik. Eksootiline seda kull, aga kui koik seda teevad siis on natuke igav, raakimata sellest et mitte originaalne. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TUQqw5a14pI/AAAAAAAADZ8/3pfz-ij5tQE/s1600/505655t54h0932.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 281px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TUQqw5a14pI/AAAAAAAADZ8/3pfz-ij5tQE/s400/505655t54h0932.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567622058872267410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mulle see uks niiiiiii meeldib. Nad ostsid vanad uksed ja votsid paksu varvikihi maha. Well done, very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TUQrXceU4DI/AAAAAAAADaU/409TKp08npU/s1600/505665t54h0fad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 255px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TUQrXceU4DI/AAAAAAAADaU/409TKp08npU/s400/505665t54h0fad.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567622721117151282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma ei ole kindel kas restaureerisid vana maja aga paistab toesti nagu paris. nende seinte soojustamisega on hada ja pudenemisega aga kui hasti tehtud, siis ikka ilusad. Selline stiil pole koigile aga kaunis vaadata. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TUQrXeueLgI/AAAAAAAADaM/VwfkWUnAaGQ/s1600/505658t54h6a17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TUQrXeueLgI/AAAAAAAADaM/VwfkWUnAaGQ/s400/505658t54h6a17.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567622721721740802" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamin soogitoa ja koogi vahel, mis sa veel tahad? Ilus lamp, suur laud kus lapsed saavad kodutoid teha kui ema suua teeb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TUQrXcHZaHI/AAAAAAAADaE/o2UefswvbMk/s1600/505656t54hb359.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TUQrXcHZaHI/AAAAAAAADaE/o2UefswvbMk/s400/505656t54hb359.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567622721020979314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zurii utles ka et ei ole eestlaslik ja ma tahaks nii teada mis on eestlasik? Ikea sisustus? Koik heledast puidust, kaltsuvaibad ja minimalistlik? Voi pruunid nahkdiivanid? Minu arust meil nagu identiteedi puudus sisustuses et laheme kas rootsi voi vene teed ikka, aga midagi nagu oilmitseb valja millele oma nime voib anda. &lt;br /&gt;Rohkem pilte siit: http://www.tarbija24.ee/&lt;a href="http://www.tarbija24.ee/?g=2758&amp;art=378884#93623"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sumpaatne lapsetuba, voitsid kategoorias Lastesobralik maja Elo ja Ermo Saar Randveres&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TUQsCG0QXsI/AAAAAAAADac/Iew-XuQ5qiE/s1600/Elosaar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 265px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TUQsCG0QXsI/AAAAAAAADac/Iew-XuQ5qiE/s400/Elosaar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567623454037925570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AGA kus eestlased on naturaalselt lausa andekad on aiad. Eestis ringisoites jaab suu lahti kui ilusasti on tehtud. Siin toesti on eestlased ikka uli. Eks millegagi tuleb seda irisemise stressi vahendada, siis uhatakse aeda. :)&lt;br /&gt;Parim aed Evelin ja Aivar Noorem Ihastes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TUQsb5UOr6I/AAAAAAAADak/jxD4xu6ZLP8/s1600/aed.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TUQsb5UOr6I/AAAAAAAADak/jxD4xu6ZLP8/s400/aed.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5567623897090535330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-6744747550508657359?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/6744747550508657359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=6744747550508657359' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/6744747550508657359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/6744747550508657359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/01/aasta-kodu-ehk-eestlased-on-oudsed.html' title='Aasta kodu ehk eestlased on oudsed inisejad'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TUQqw5a14pI/AAAAAAAADZ8/3pfz-ij5tQE/s72-c/505655t54h0932.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-7466812326750026710</id><published>2011-01-24T15:38:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T15:44:23.879-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Brrrrr.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/ap/20110124/capt.9c226af46afb45b3910083d741055515-9c226af46afb45b3910083d741055515-0.jpg?x=288&amp;y=345&amp;q=85&amp;sig=JLWpDoDyRkYPeAbPckOghg--"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 288px; height: 344px;" src="http://d.yimg.com/a/p/ap/20110124/capt.9c226af46afb45b3910083d741055515-9c226af46afb45b3910083d741055515-0.jpg?x=288&amp;y=345&amp;q=85&amp;sig=JLWpDoDyRkYPeAbPckOghg--" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- 22 C valjas. Ma saan aru et Eestis pole see midagi aga ma pole Eestis. Ma mere aares, meil siin talved ikka soojemad, noh jan-veebr saastad aga muidu elab. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lund ja jaad koik kohad tais, jarjest on ara jaetud laste ringe jms, toidupoodi minek omaette uritus.. Eile oosel kuulsime paari kova pauku ja tana louna paiku kuulsin et vesi jookseb garaazis ja pump keldris kaib. Garaaz soe uldiselt aga mingi toru katki, sain kulma kulma dusi kui ukse lahti tegin ning taiesti abitu naise kombel ei allunud uksi asi minule, ei saanud vett kinni. Naabrite poeg ka mitte. Sain toru/pumba mehe katte kes tunni aja parast lubas tulla (ja tuligi). Vett jooksis garaazis nii et vahe pole. Toas neid oodates aga oudsalt jahe ja loomulikult avastasin et nae sooja pole. Olikutus meil aga ei toodanud. Torumees ei saanud ka aru et mis vark ok, pakkus et olitorud kulmunud. Olimehed lubasid tulla niipea kui voimalik, paari tunni jooksul, ja sellest lubadusest siis 4 h moodas. Arrrggghhhhhhh....... Kulm on kurat. Kolmapaevaks lubab uut lumetormi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-7466812326750026710?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/7466812326750026710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=7466812326750026710' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/7466812326750026710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/7466812326750026710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/01/brrrrr.html' title='Brrrrr.....'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-1762874307714188455</id><published>2011-01-21T10:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T10:28:55.582-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kodu korda</title><content type='html'>Tegin uhe kapi tuhjaks et Olivia manguasju ohtul sinna peita et mingigi aeg me elutuba ei naeks valja nag oleks Plastmass ja Varvilised Raamatud me toa ulevotnud. Aga siis pidin tekikotid, linad jms toppima mujale. Vaga ebaesteetiliselt uksteise otsa. Unistasin siis hasti organiseeritud linen closet'ist kus siis oleks nii pressitud riidest salvratid (hulka rohelisemad kui paberist ja ilusamad), laualinad (need tuleks riidepuu peale rippuma panna siis vahem kortse sees, kateratikud (mille vahel vaiksed kotid lavendli oitega vms) ja voodipesud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leidsin jargneva pildi prettylittlehouses blogist. Parineb Women's Home Companion,1942&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fkj2iy0j68I/TTjp5jTWBrI/AAAAAAAAAQo/TrLwRRwNo_I/s1600/lc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 336px; height: 500px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fkj2iy0j68I/TTjp5jTWBrI/AAAAAAAAAQo/TrLwRRwNo_I/s1600/lc.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa sade ma utlen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-1762874307714188455?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/1762874307714188455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=1762874307714188455' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/1762874307714188455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/1762874307714188455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/01/kodu-korda.html' title='Kodu korda'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fkj2iy0j68I/TTjp5jTWBrI/AAAAAAAAAQo/TrLwRRwNo_I/s72-c/lc.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-8207875118076659329</id><published>2011-01-20T19:18:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-21T07:53:14.070-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Leib molassisest/melassist</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TTjSyMf_2kI/AAAAAAAADZ0/zkXQeZbfYcs/s1600/019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TTjSyMf_2kI/AAAAAAAADZ0/zkXQeZbfYcs/s400/019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5564429099406973506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molassis on treacle in England, aga eesti keeli ei tea. Tihke paks tume pruun siirup mille saab peedisuhkru voi sugar cane keetmisest. ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leib tuli hea, paras hommikusoogiks, maari kas Merevaiku, void, Nutellat, moosi mis iganes peale. Retsept New York Times'ist parit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 2/3 klaasi kefiiri voi jogurtit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 1/2 klaasi mitmevilja jahu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 kl maisijahu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 tl soola&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 tl kupsetuspulbrit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1/2 kl molasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahi 190 kraadini. Vorm voiga maaritud ja jahuga ule riputatud.&lt;br /&gt;Sega kuivad eraldi, siis marjad ained ja siis koik kokku. Kupseta 45 min ja kontrolli siis keskelt kas valmis. Lase 20 min jahtuda. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tagant jargi tark olles oleks pidanud mingeid pahkleid voi miks ka mitte kuivatud puuvilju sisse segama. Aga vaga hea oli.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-8207875118076659329?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/8207875118076659329/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=8207875118076659329' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8207875118076659329'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8207875118076659329'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/01/leib-molassisest.html' title='Leib molassisest/melassist'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TTjSyMf_2kI/AAAAAAAADZ0/zkXQeZbfYcs/s72-c/019.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-8518334011778537344</id><published>2011-01-20T07:50:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T07:52:39.668-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kommetest</title><content type='html'>Yritan Oliviale opetada kuis asju tagasi panna, kuidas mitte emme kosmeetikat WC potti mitte visata, kuidas kahvlit oieti kasutada, kuidas sokke jalga panna jne jne jne. Visalt laheb. Aga naiteks kui nagi issit mind uks (uks!) kord mind tagumikule patsutamas, siis selle oppis kohe ara. Nyyd kaib ja aeg ajalt patsutab mind tagumikule. Oeh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-8518334011778537344?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/8518334011778537344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=8518334011778537344' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8518334011778537344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8518334011778537344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/01/kommetest.html' title='Kommetest'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-2679314096293060925</id><published>2011-01-16T07:45:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-16T08:26:38.815-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Emaks olemisest - Amy Chua</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.listal.com/image/498911/600full-mommie-dearest-screenshot.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 383px;" src="http://img.listal.com/image/498911/600full-mommie-dearest-screenshot.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nii meie kandis on suur skandaal. Nimelt uks Yale Law professor, Asian-American naisterahvas Amy Chua kirjutas raamatu kuis tema lapsi kasvatab. Raamatu labiv mote on see et ameeriklased hellitavad oma lapsi, kellest saavad saamatud ja isekad taiskasvanud, aga vot aasiast parit lapsekasvatus ei pane rohku sellele mida laps tahab, kasvatab karmilt aga saavad andekad, distsiplineeritud inimesed. Nonda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enne kui ma lahkan teemat, pean jallegi juukseid valja tombama ja korisema et kuidas kuidas kull on voimalik votta 307 miljonit inimest ja oelda et vot ameeriklased kui uks mass teevad nonda? Ahhh? Eestlasti 1.5M ja tean vaga vaga erinevad peresid ja lapsekasvatus viisi. Olen elanud 6 osariigis ja voin kinnitada et koik osariigid olid erinevad ja alati on linnarahvas nats teistmoodi kui maarahvas.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nondaks. Amy Chua lapsekasvatamise meetodid: ytles vanemale tytrele et ta on "garbage" (prygi). Noorema nukumaja ahvardas maha poletada ja ei lasknud tal enne WCsse minna kuni oli oppinud ara kuidas klaveril rasket kompositsiooni mangida. 7 ja 4 a laste tehtud sunnipaeva kaardid viskas neile nakku tagasi ja ytles et eeldab paremat neilt. Jne. Sunni, ahvarda, noua ja kui vaja siis naljuta kuni lapsed saavad aru et nende ulesanne on veni, vidi, vici. Perfektne peab olema ja jutul lopp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tean mitmeid ulunoudlikke emasid kes lapsele rihma andsid, kritiseerisid pidevalt, vordlesid teistega ja valjendasid oma pettumust kova haalega. Ei toimi selline kasvatusviis, lapsel tekivad alavaarsuskompleksid ja nork enesehinnang millega taiskasvanuks saadeski veel voideldakse. Samas, ei leida midagi kiiduvaarset nendes emades kes last kunagi ei distsiplineeri, see no printsessi-kultuur ja uhinen Chua'ga et see kuidas osades USA koolides koik lapsed on alati voitjad (auhind 17 koha eest?) on totter. Ning see surve "hea ema" olemiseks ja mis see koik tahendab, voib vahest liig olla. Olen kohanud ka vaga palju vanemaid siin kes lapse tulevikku plaanivad juba varasest ajast ette. Ja see ei ole ainult valged, ulema klassi ameeriklased. Uhes oma magistriklassi loengus nagin uhte african-american naist cv'd kirjutamas ja ta seletas et teeb seda on 5 a tytrele!!! Kui naersin selle peale, siis solvus ja ytles et no vaatame kui kaugele sinu tutar jouab. Me majaomanike lastelt kooli minnes (erakooli kull) kusiti keelteoskust, huvisid, heategevusega seonduvat jne. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vaga palju on teda kritiseeritud, muidugi, ent vast koige rohkem teiste aasia-aameriklaste seast. Enesetappude arv APA (asian pacific american) seas on uli-korge. Samuti teraapia arved. Ja seda perfektset last nonda siis kirjeldada et saab ainult 5 ja mangib viiulit/klaverit vms ideealselt - noh, minu jaoks see onnelikku ja edukat inimest kull ei kirjelda. Chua rohutab et practise, practise, practise makes perfect ja see on oige. Kui kaed neid ulitegijaid kalverimangijatest kuni golfigeeniuse Tiger Woods'ini valja, enamus alustas vaga vaga noorelt ja keskendusid sellele. Chua keelas tytardel ka mangimise kui sellise ara (no playdates - saad kokku teiste omavanustega ja mangid kellegi majas, no sleepovers - padjaohtu, su tutre sobrannad tulevad ja koik mangivad ja siis magavad elutoas voi kus, noortel ponev). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ema ei saa ega peagi sobranna olema, ning nonda ei saa et lased lastel teha mis iganes peaasi et nad sinu peale tigedad ei oleks ja rahu oleks majas. Aga nonda et ahvardad (voi veelgi hullem, peksad rihmaga teismelist tutart), pressid valja, ja monitad on minu arust taiesti mentaalne ja ei arenda last vaid ilmselgelt vihjab sellele et emal endal on tugevaid psuhholoogilisi probleeme. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mina plaanin oma lapsed nonda ules kasvatada et nad teavad et nad on armastatud. Et meil on nende jaoks aega ja tahtmist nendega olla. Et ma tahan paljusid asju nende jaoks - keelte oskust, tantsimise voi baletti ringi, sporti, lugemist jms aga kui neile ei meeldi, siis nad ei pea kui nad on proovinud. Ent kui nad on valinud midagi, siis nad peavad selle kallal tood tulema. Miski ei tule niisama ja kergesti. Ma ei oota et nad esimeks tuleks aga ma ootan ja nouan et nad toesti vaga prooviks ja annaks oma parima. Eeldan sama ka endalt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-2679314096293060925?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/2679314096293060925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=2679314096293060925' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/2679314096293060925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/2679314096293060925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/01/emaks-olemisest-amy-chua.html' title='Emaks olemisest - Amy Chua'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-9071235118654123403</id><published>2011-01-15T11:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-15T11:10:03.916-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ma teile laulan</title><content type='html'>Ma olen ennem kurtnud et laulda tahaks aga ei oska, ja ilmselt koigil parem kui ei laula (no Oliviale ma ikka ohtuti laulan, kull vaga limiteeritud repertuaari).&lt;br /&gt;Meil on vana antiik klaver mis Oliviale meeldib vaga, taob seda suure ohinaga ja muidu muusika fann, tantsib hoolega. Noh, motlesime et teeme siis muusikaklassi koos. Minu ettekujutus oli umbes selline et Olivia tantsib, mina istun teiste emmedega seina aares. Aga ei. Koik emad istuvad tihedas ringis ja laulavad ja plaksutavad/koiguvad/tantsivad rytmis. Muidu armas aga kui rutmi veel leiab siis viisipidamist mitte! Ja olen kahe hobekeele vahel kes toega naudivad laulmist, mina siis vaikselt pomisen kaasa. Ja koik laulud on koigile teada v.a. minule sest me ei kasvanud sama systeemis ules. No neile Entel-tentel kah vooras oleks. &lt;br /&gt;Opetaja kordab et koik on musikaalsed jms ning kui tahaks kangesti vastu vaita, ei hakka teist kohe arritama. Onneks anti CD ja laulusonad kaasa et ma saan ka end kurssi viia. Ugh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-9071235118654123403?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/9071235118654123403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=9071235118654123403' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/9071235118654123403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/9071235118654123403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/01/ma-teile-laulan.html' title='ma teile laulan'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-2443260422553136177</id><published>2011-01-10T08:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T08:29:45.989-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Morning, y'all</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TSsJnKLV5RI/AAAAAAAADYc/Ingw160mG3s/s1600/av1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TSsJnKLV5RI/AAAAAAAADYc/Ingw160mG3s/s320/av1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560548733270484242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seda pilti UK Vogue's nahes tahtsin mainida et tana hommikuks soin kaks praemuna ja 2 viilu peekonit ja nats hiljem tuki kringlit. Cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-2443260422553136177?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/2443260422553136177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=2443260422553136177' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/2443260422553136177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/2443260422553136177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/01/morning-yall.html' title='Morning, y&apos;all'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TSsJnKLV5RI/AAAAAAAADYc/Ingw160mG3s/s72-c/av1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-8210454533660042581</id><published>2011-01-05T07:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T08:06:17.033-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Burberry mantlid</title><content type='html'>Hommikusook tehtud, kulmutatud marjade ja ricottaga saiavorm, istun ja loen oma blogisid kuniks Olivia vaatab Mickey Mouse Clubhouse'i (mitte need Mickey multikad mida meie nagime vaid palju igavam aga opetuslikum. Muuseas, kuhu on kadunud koik head lastesaated, ka Eestis? Meie ajal oli ikka haid asju.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, ja siis nagin neid mantleid ja ahhetasin. Mitu korda. &lt;br /&gt;Enam on siit naha aga siin mu lemmikud Burberry Prorsum pre-fall 2011&lt;br /&gt;http://nymag.com/fashion/fashionshows/2011/prefall/main/newyork/womenrunway/burberry/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TSRsoJrablI/AAAAAAAADYU/QYuHYHZdx3Q/s1600/54.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TSRsoJrablI/AAAAAAAADYU/QYuHYHZdx3Q/s320/54.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558687277130608210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TSRsnwbzXEI/AAAAAAAADYM/jlT07wLykps/s1600/43.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TSRsnwbzXEI/AAAAAAAADYM/jlT07wLykps/s320/43.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558687270354246722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TSRsnnp97yI/AAAAAAAADYE/IfMEk_zibwc/s1600/38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TSRsnnp97yI/AAAAAAAADYE/IfMEk_zibwc/s320/38.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558687267997740834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TSRsnhJUKXI/AAAAAAAADX8/FDiekkxyYX4/s1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TSRsnhJUKXI/AAAAAAAADX8/FDiekkxyYX4/s320/8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558687266250172786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TSRsnRGqeXI/AAAAAAAADX0/ISYPuqvs8zw/s1600/1CAOG0L2K.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TSRsnRGqeXI/AAAAAAAADX0/ISYPuqvs8zw/s320/1CAOG0L2K.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5558687261944084850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-8210454533660042581?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/8210454533660042581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=8210454533660042581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8210454533660042581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8210454533660042581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2011/01/burberry-mantlid.html' title='Burberry mantlid'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TSRsoJrablI/AAAAAAAADYU/QYuHYHZdx3Q/s72-c/54.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-2298735119431584713</id><published>2010-12-31T07:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-31T07:48:51.228-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sissevaatuslikult</title><content type='html'>Mnjah, lugesin siin aasta viimase paeva sissekandeid blogides ja inimesed nonna ilusasti ja luuriliselt kirja pannud selle aasta juhtumised ja mis nad koik oppinud on ja kuis see elu neid rikastanud on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma istun siin kohviga, kurk ikka valus, mees tuli kell 2 oosel koju ja 6st laks tagasi, Olivia vaatab multikaid ja teate uhtegi tarka mottet ei ole. Ainus asi mis sellest aastast meelde jaab on Olivia. Ei noh, tegelt kolm asja voiks nagu siis esiletuua. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Mitte midagi uut enda kohta ei oppinud, kannatlikumaks ka ei hakanud (kuigi see mu iga uue aasta soov) aga leidsin et mind on sellisena nagu olen vaja. Vahemalt mu sopradele. Ning see on mu esimene mottetera: koigile sa ei meeldi. Raudselt koigile sumpaatne olla ei saa, ei ole voimalik ja ei ole ka vajalik. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Seda muidugi koik teavad et veri paksem kui vesi. Peret ja sugulasi, ukskoik millised, on ikka vaja ja nad annavad midagi juurde mida mujalt ei saa. Juured. Ei saa nendega, ei saa nendeta. Ning kui seda peret ja verd laiendada nii oeldes, siis sobrad on kulda vaart. Kui tead et sul on kuskil alati keegi ootamas, isegi kui ei raagi kogu aeg, aga miski soon jookseb sinust temani, hindamatu, kas pole?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Ma ei ole kunagi ema tahtnud olla, nuud ei kujuta ette et ei oleks AGA emaks olemine on, vahemalt minu jaoks, koige raskem too. Sest sa ei ole midagi sellist sellise tambiga varem teinud. Sellega on/oli raske harjuda et sinu tahtmised/vajadused absoluutselt olulised ei ole ja et kellegi eest on vaja hoolitseda 24 h paevas, 7 paeva nadalas... Ja kuidas tirib sind seest lohki kui midagi su lapsega juhtub ja kuidas jatkub seda ema urgset joudu paev-paeva, oo-oo jarele magamata, soomata haigevoodi aares istuda. Imeline. Absoluutselt imeline, aga meeletult vasitav. Aga eks nuud tekib new normal ja ajad pea ikka pinnale. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mis ma teile soovin - et aega endale leiduks. Mitte sellist aega et raamatut loeks (pole seda tykk aega teinud), vaid et saaks tassi teed keeta, akna all istudes juua ja muusikat kuulata. Mehega jalutama minna ja suudelda nagu teismelisena (entusiasmi motlen, mitte tehnikat). Lapsega lossi ehitada. Ja endaga rahul olla. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ilusat uut!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-2298735119431584713?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/2298735119431584713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=2298735119431584713' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/2298735119431584713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/2298735119431584713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/12/sissevaatuslikult.html' title='Sissevaatuslikult'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-5723547755666838049</id><published>2010-12-28T10:16:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-28T10:23:31.815-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Magustoidud</title><content type='html'>Sefiiritort (ilma zelatiinita), hapud vaarikad vaga head seal peal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TRn_d8u4nPI/AAAAAAAADXc/-Ohhrgngj3w/s1600/030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TRn_d8u4nPI/AAAAAAAADXc/-Ohhrgngj3w/s400/030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555752505322282226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TRn_mArOBqI/AAAAAAAADXk/Xb1IGYfRaNI/s1600/055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TRn_mArOBqI/AAAAAAAADXk/Xb1IGYfRaNI/s400/055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555752643819603618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7-kihiline karamellitort (tegin kull 6 kihilise). Pekaanid ja kookos tordipohja sees, vahel karamelli taidis ja peal toorjuustu-icing millel omakorda peal kergelt rostitud pekaanipuru ja kookoshelbed. Teist aastat tegemisel, jaab vist traditsiooniks. Ettevotmine ta on aga tort on ka jube hea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TRoAtBEEH-I/AAAAAAAADXs/iIvbCeH1ajY/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TRoAtBEEH-I/AAAAAAAADXs/iIvbCeH1ajY/s400/052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555753863694524386" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja kas ma mainisin et soojaid oli kolm? Ma miskiparast alati kupsetan puhadeks nonda nagu oleks neljakordselt inimesi tulemas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-5723547755666838049?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/5723547755666838049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=5723547755666838049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/5723547755666838049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/5723547755666838049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/12/magustoidud.html' title='Magustoidud'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TRn_d8u4nPI/AAAAAAAADXc/-Ohhrgngj3w/s72-c/030.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-8988448758474486531</id><published>2010-12-24T12:55:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T13:07:26.571-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bah humbug!</title><content type='html'>Otse loomulikult meie 6 kuud haiget olemist loppeb meie jaigeks jaamisega. O kohib oosel nii et keegi magada ei saa, minul nohu ja koha ning G hakkab paranema, ent peab tootama labi puhade. Bh humbug toesti! Ning lund ka ei ole, kuigi selle peale Maarja Liis Ilus laulab kohe et saab ka ilma lumeta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G pakkus valja et argu tehku ma midagi, palavikus ja puha, et tellime hiina toitu. Kujutad ette? Jouluohtul. No way, Jose. Muidugi, see on omaette teema kuidas ma millegi maitset ei tunne ja siis suua teen. Taidetud munad tuli kibedad nats, ning singirullid hissssand kui kuuslaugused. Maarisin mustale leivale ja siis soin teega, kurgul kohe parem. Muidugi koheselt parast seda tuli uhke kliendi kaasa kingile jarele, ning temaga oli mu kliendi isa kes oli tahtnud minuga vaga kohtuda. Jah, palun, vaga meeldib, vabandage kuuslaugu haisu ja tatist nina. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taidetud munade jaoks, geenius nagu ma olen, toin eestist kaasa suvel vurtsikilu. Siinses vene poes koik kilkad on tomatis. Aga lahti tehes tungis selline rame lohn isegi mulle ninna, et tuli ara visata. Ning seenepurk mis kah jouludeks moeldud (ema tehtud) laks juba eestist tulles kohvris katki. Oeh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Annan endale staar-ema tiitli sest sain kartulisalati jms valmis pluss sefiiri ja karamelli tordi. Maitsest esialgu vaikime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Armsaid, rahulikke, terveid joule teile koigile. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puhvis Kukk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-8988448758474486531?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/8988448758474486531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=8988448758474486531' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8988448758474486531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8988448758474486531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/12/bah-humbug.html' title='Bah humbug!'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-1301848895406947955</id><published>2010-12-21T12:36:00.004-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-21T12:37:58.316-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Peaks hankima</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TRDl8r6TmeI/AAAAAAAADXA/KSJQXzIygFA/s1600/amanda_brooks_adirondacks_vogue_19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 348px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TRDl8r6TmeI/AAAAAAAADXA/KSJQXzIygFA/s400/amanda_brooks_adirondacks_vogue_19.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553191171290012130" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-1301848895406947955?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/1301848895406947955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=1301848895406947955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/1301848895406947955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/1301848895406947955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/12/peaks-hankima.html' title='Peaks hankima'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TRDl8r6TmeI/AAAAAAAADXA/KSJQXzIygFA/s72-c/amanda_brooks_adirondacks_vogue_19.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-8645450778576694166</id><published>2010-12-20T07:11:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T08:23:01.209-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Joulukaardid</title><content type='html'>Lodan et teil koigil kaardid aegsasti saadetud! Lugesin ajalehest etiketti osast kus uks naisterahvas kaebles et tema kirjutab ilusa sonumi ja vastu saab pildi-kaardi. Siin on hasti populaarsed ja mu arust sumpaatsed ka, eriti laste omad, naed kui kasvanud aasta jooksul jne. Aga talle ei meeldi. Ja siis soovitati et argu saatku kaarte kui tema soprust hindab selle jargi kui pikalt keegi kirjutab. Me saatsime see aasta Oliviast kaardipildi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TQ9YBm2WKPI/AAAAAAAADWY/g9QDrFLTkBs/s1600/1E7X7075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TQ9YBm2WKPI/AAAAAAAADWY/g9QDrFLTkBs/s400/1E7X7075.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552753650202716402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ent leidsin hoopis huvitavamaid kaarte awkwardfamillyphotos.com Tegelt ei tohiks naerda eks, inimesed entusiaslikult teinud aga muigama panevad kull. Igal juhul, ilusaid puhi koigile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TQ9YipMrMXI/AAAAAAAADW4/x1X-N5OrZcU/s1600/53LLClr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 308px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TQ9YipMrMXI/AAAAAAAADW4/x1X-N5OrZcU/s400/53LLClr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552754217768923506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TQ9YiBAOhtI/AAAAAAAADWw/jpiNdqgla4Y/s1600/570_0_resize.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TQ9YiBAOhtI/AAAAAAAADWw/jpiNdqgla4Y/s400/570_0_resize.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552754206979294930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TQ9Yh-VbyTI/AAAAAAAADWo/7_orx7EUQ2A/s1600/570_0_resize_watermarked_rb_5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TQ9Yh-VbyTI/AAAAAAAADWo/7_orx7EUQ2A/s400/570_0_resize_watermarked_rb_5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552754206262937906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TQ9YhiT26LI/AAAAAAAADWg/Y52nUwwAwfU/s1600/christmascards-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TQ9YhiT26LI/AAAAAAAADWg/Y52nUwwAwfU/s400/christmascards-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552754198740134066" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-8645450778576694166?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/8645450778576694166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=8645450778576694166' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8645450778576694166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8645450778576694166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/12/joulukaardid.html' title='Joulukaardid'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TQ9YBm2WKPI/AAAAAAAADWY/g9QDrFLTkBs/s72-c/1E7X7075.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-6752629052009062949</id><published>2010-12-18T08:28:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-18T08:46:08.294-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Money, money, money</title><content type='html'>Aeg ajalt keegi ikka kommentaarides mainib et nemad heameelega koliks USAsse. A ei ole nii roosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Koigepealt peaks mainima et me kindlustusega mis katab 80% haiglaarvetest, meie kaks kaiku kiirabisse ja jargnev haiglas olek Oktoober ja November laksid siis meile maksma kokku ligi $3700 ehk siis ligi 44,0000 eeku. Ma tean et USAs on palgad ak korgemad AGA korgemad on ka maksud ning elamiskulud. Ning see summa on ikka morv taiesti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastest raakides. Tasuta midagi suurt neile pole, raamatukogud teevad juturinge aeg ajalt. Muidu kas paned lasteaeda (jalle morv) voi oled kodus. Me kaime Vaikses Voimlas kus lastegrupp, sama vanused, istuvad emmede-issidega kord nadalas u 45 min ja mangivad ja laulavad. Circa $20-25 klass, mis siis semesteri peale tuleb umber $425 pluss $40 aastamaks. Hinnad suurt ei muutu, vahemalt me kandis. Parast seda kui kaheseks saavad, paned nad Pre-K (ei ole kohustuslik aga enamik paneb, lastel mida teha ja oppida). Siis tuleb lasteaed kui nad 5 a ja siis kool algab 6 a.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nondaks, kui koole on mis riigi omad siis enne kaiv varv suures laastus tasuline. Koik mu tuttavad emmed lapsed juba jargmiseks aastaks (jargm sept!) ara registreerinud. Tahtaeg on Jaan. 7. Ja hakkan ka otsima mingit normaalset kohta, uhes kohas lapsed pushi ei tahista aga mediteerivad, teisal jalle midagi ei opetata (selle raha eest nagu voiks) ja kolmas koht on jube vahva kuni utlevad et hind on aastaks $6700. Ma motlesin et valesti sain aru. Aga ei. 3x nadalas, ise viid kohale ja tood ara, 2.5 tundi hommikul. Kui 2x siis $5700. Uhe koha leidsime kus kusitakse $2700 2x nadalas aga neil juba grupid tais. Uskumatu lihtsalt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja et vanemad sobrannad soovitavad et kusigu ma nendelt kasvajatelt et kuhu nende lapsed edasi lahevad. Naersin et mis motled et kas Harvardisse voi. Ja H&amp;J solvusid ja kusisid et kas ma votan oma lapse haridust tosiselt voi mitte. Taitsa lopp. Ma olin valmis kaaluma tosiselt ulikooli jms. Aga 2 aastaselt nursery schooli!!!! Hammastav.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-6752629052009062949?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/6752629052009062949/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=6752629052009062949' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/6752629052009062949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/6752629052009062949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/12/money-money-money.html' title='Money, money, money'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-4060950975894634877</id><published>2010-12-14T14:01:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-14T14:03:23.107-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Soda kuivparmiga</title><content type='html'>Ma jalle kaotasin. Hakka voi motlema et parm vana, vahutas kull nats aga ei kerkinud see kringel vaga ja kuigi varskena oli vaga hea, teine paev oli palju sitkem ja kolmas paev ikka vaevaline suua. Kurrrrjjjjjjaaaaaam. Ma ei tea kuidas saab ara kaotada kringli tegemise oskuse. Mingi hetk oli olemas, ukskoik kuis tegin, tuli valja, nuud kadus ara ja takkapihta ei leia siis pressparmi. &lt;br /&gt;A ma alla ei anna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-4060950975894634877?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/4060950975894634877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=4060950975894634877' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/4060950975894634877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/4060950975894634877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/12/soda-kuivparmiga.html' title='Soda kuivparmiga'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-1979243573156244461</id><published>2010-12-12T10:05:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T10:12:51.248-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Joulune pyhapaev</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TQTmSLGJXOI/AAAAAAAADWA/Fg2sgHko6w4/s1600/049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TQTmSLGJXOI/AAAAAAAADWA/Fg2sgHko6w4/s400/049.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549813840717896930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valjas sajab kyll vihma enne homseks lubatavat kulma kulma ilma aga me panime koik joulukaunistused ules, tegime piparkoogi taigna valmis (Olivia aitas) ning leidsin YouTube'ist mitmeid playliste eesti joulumuusikaga - kes iganes ules pani, suur tanu teile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Issi pidi toole minema kahjuks, ajasin end varem ules, tegin mamma retsepti jargi pannkooke (Olivis lisas mustikaid) ja motlesin taas et kui veider kuidas moni lohn voib sind nii tagasi viia. Taiesti selline tunne oli et kui sulgen silmad, kuulen mamma laulmist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hakkasime joulukinke pakkima, Oliviale pohiliselt siis. :) Panin joululaulud peale ja laulsin kovasti ja valesti kaasa. Kas pole irooniline et seda talenti mida sulle pole antud, igatsed koige rohkem taga. Mina olen selline laulja kes ei tohiks dusi all omaette ka ilmselt laulda. Aga nii meeldib. Mul oli isa kolhoosi esimees omal ajal ja olin seetottu vist igas ringis esindatud. Ka laulukooris. Ja just siis kui motlesin et naed kui ilusasti ma oskan ikka laulda, kutsus muusikaopetaja mind parast korvale ja kusis kas ma voiks vaiksemalt laulda. Palju vaiksemalt. :) Sah siis. Aga noh entusiasmist mul siis puudust ei olnud. Ja Olivia on palju vahem kriitilisem. :)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haid pyhade ettevalmistusi teile!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-1979243573156244461?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/1979243573156244461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=1979243573156244461' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/1979243573156244461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/1979243573156244461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/12/joulune-pyhapaev.html' title='Joulune pyhapaev'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TQTmSLGJXOI/AAAAAAAADWA/Fg2sgHko6w4/s72-c/049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-8958294841268964008</id><published>2010-12-07T09:07:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-07T09:16:32.614-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Midagi hingele</title><content type='html'>Pidin minema uhte kaubanduskeskuses asuvas Apple poodi et oma MAC laptopi parandada. Apple'il on taha siis Genius Bar ules seatus kus siis geeniused (?!) lihtinimesi aka mind aitavad. Mis oli hasti sumpaatne - baari ette oli madal lauake paari suure Apple arvutiga kus lastele igast programmid ja nende suuruses keyboard ka. Olivia toksis seal rahus kui mina seletasin et mis viga. Noormees uuris ja puuris ja teatas et pean uue laadija ostma. Nojah siis. Vaatab mind kulmu alt ja utleb et saab mulle alega muua. Naeratan ja tanan. Seab asju ules ja mina toksin Oliviaga ja siis kutsub mu baari juurde tagasi ja utleb et koik valmis ja et ta ei votagi minult mingit tasu. Nii et ligi sada dollarit saastsin. Soovisin naeratades haid puhi ja kohe ilusam oli olla. :)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-8958294841268964008?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/8958294841268964008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=8958294841268964008' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8958294841268964008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8958294841268964008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/12/midagi-hingele.html' title='Midagi hingele'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-3562096444346788388</id><published>2010-12-05T08:34:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-05T08:38:28.323-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hani</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.hillers.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/christmas_goose4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 362px; height: 471px;" src="http://www.hillers.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/christmas_goose4.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joome kohvi ja akki G vaatab ule laua ja utleb et kuule akki teeme sea asemel hanepraadi jouludeks. Vaatan talle tosiselt otsa et akki teeb nalja. Ei tee. Ytles mooduka haalega et You have Thanksgiving. Christmas in our household will be Estonian, meaning it'll always be pork, potatoes and sauerkraut. G kahku taandub et aa, jah muidugi, teeme siis tanupuhadeks. Ise motlesin hiljem et voiks ju vana-aasta ohtuks teha ent sellist asja ei taha esimest korda pidulikuks ohtusoogiks teha, ilmselt peaks enne katsetama. Kas keegi on teinud ja milliste tulemustega?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-3562096444346788388?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/3562096444346788388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=3562096444346788388' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/3562096444346788388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/3562096444346788388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/12/hani.html' title='Hani'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-5237944930253811485</id><published>2010-12-03T19:17:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-12-03T19:38:49.742-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Naughty or Nice</title><content type='html'>Olivia on vaikselt paranemas, magamine jalle sassis aga ehk laheme rutiini tagasi varsti. Ma olen rutiini suur fann nuudsel ajal. Hoiab mu narvirakke reas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joulud tulemas ja mu klientide abikaasad on siis labi minu kingi otsingul. Tegelt ei ole uldse lihtsam kinke otsida ka siis eelarve palju-palju suurem. Neid asju mida osta tahtsin kas pole saadaval voi pole tehtud see aasta. Ughhhhh.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jalgade pikendaja iseenesest see varv peaks just olema aga 11 cm konts on ikka liig mis liig. Christina Louboutin $595&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TPmKD1dTHwI/AAAAAAAADVo/tZCQGT8kYS8/s1600/0452577743246R_300x400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TPmKD1dTHwI/AAAAAAAADVo/tZCQGT8kYS8/s400/0452577743246R_300x400.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546616214577684226" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ralph Lauren cashmere kampsun - klassika. Ja oma kogemuse pohjal toesti kannad kaua, v hea kvaliteet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TPmMJaVOjnI/AAAAAAAADVw/znrSSP-CHbk/s1600/pPOLO2-7825525_standard_v330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 330px; height: 350px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TPmMJaVOjnI/AAAAAAAADVw/znrSSP-CHbk/s400/pPOLO2-7825525_standard_v330.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546618509398543986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teemant korvarongad. Ja rohkem motteid ei ole...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TPmNc3ny7xI/AAAAAAAADV4/SBtARFx7LXc/s1600/41HnoACQXsL__SL500_AA300_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TPmNc3ny7xI/AAAAAAAADV4/SBtARFx7LXc/s400/41HnoACQXsL__SL500_AA300_.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5546619943190195986" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-5237944930253811485?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/5237944930253811485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=5237944930253811485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/5237944930253811485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/5237944930253811485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/12/naughty-or-nice.html' title='Naughty or Nice'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TPmKD1dTHwI/AAAAAAAADVo/tZCQGT8kYS8/s72-c/0452577743246R_300x400.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-2227184243097006773</id><published>2010-11-28T11:34:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-28T11:43:02.122-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiged</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TPKFLnK7vQI/AAAAAAAADVg/FGOLShgToZk/s1600/o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TPKFLnK7vQI/AAAAAAAADVg/FGOLShgToZk/s400/o.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544640525786397954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meie tanupuhad loppesid jallegi kiirabis ja hiljem haiglas istudes. Kiirabi oli tais igast, eesti k nii luuriliselt oeldakse, eluheidikuid ja siis meie Oliviaga. Vahemalt ma ei tundnud et pilt jookseb eest ara, olin tuttav olukorraga, aga irooniliselt pilt hakkas eest ara jooksma laupaeva ohtul kui parast mitmeid magamata oosi ja mitte soomist. Toega nagin triipe. Olivia on igast steroidide ja muude rohtude peal, onneks magab hasti ja kuigi hingamine ikka kiire, on tuntuvalt parem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja jalle uut haiglaarvet ootama, eelmine oli ligi 20,000 krooni - see osa mis meie maksta. G mainis et jah joulud tulevad seekord kehvavoitu. Aga ma oleks taiesti rahul sellegagi et magada saaks. Oo otsa. Praegu arkame kordamooda paari tunni tagant ules et Oliviale ravimeid anda. Ah ja mul on nohu-koha ning nyyd G'l ka. Aga tundub et see praegu moe asi, pooled mu tuttavad ule USA ja Euroopa haiged. Inimesed, peske kasi! Nii kaua kuni 30ni loetud saab. Tervist teile koigile!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-2227184243097006773?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/2227184243097006773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=2227184243097006773' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/2227184243097006773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/2227184243097006773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/11/haiged.html' title='Haiged'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TPKFLnK7vQI/AAAAAAAADVg/FGOLShgToZk/s72-c/o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-8346492328012400032</id><published>2010-11-15T16:54:00.003-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T16:58:55.132-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tallinskaja vs Estonskaja</title><content type='html'>Me lahedal asuvas vene poes on kaks eestiparast, utleme siis nii, vorsti. Tegelt toodetud Brooklinis aga meie eelistame eestimaist, kasvoi ainult paberil voi vorstnahal. Aga pean ytlema et kui Tallinskaja  on aus suitsuvorst siis Estonskaja on jube rasvana. Tolgitakse molemad kui kiehlbasat. Tana tallinskajat ei olnud, votsin midagi muud, kohukesi ka 4 tk Oliviale a 14 krooni tukk. Neid tolgitakse kui cheesecake desserts ja istuvad sugavkulmas. Aa ja siis lihaletis kusin et ega verivorsti neil tulemas pole. Sugab pead ja siis utleb et ahha, ja naitab toesti hasti tumedat suitsuvorsti. Seletan uuesti ja siis naidatakse midagi mis voib olla mitte verivorst vaid see teine, kurjam nimi ei tule meelde. Praed ja sood hapukoorega. Verekeeks? Ingredients: seaveri, seanina, jms. Mhmm. Teisel nii hea meel kui leidis, utlesin siis kohklevalt et proovin siis ara.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-8346492328012400032?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/8346492328012400032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=8346492328012400032' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8346492328012400032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8346492328012400032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/11/tallinskaja-vs-estonskaja.html' title='Tallinskaja vs Estonskaja'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-4065519353391486682</id><published>2010-11-12T11:44:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-12T11:45:54.062-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfektne "koolivorm" sugiseks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y-JhCue9--s/TN1izoLeomI/AAAAAAAAD10/vhd5LNUip2A/s1600/fur%2Band%2Bleather%2BEvery_Fab.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 518px; height: 781px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y-JhCue9--s/TN1izoLeomI/AAAAAAAAD10/vhd5LNUip2A/s1600/fur%2Band%2Bleather%2BEvery_Fab.png" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-4065519353391486682?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/4065519353391486682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=4065519353391486682' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/4065519353391486682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/4065519353391486682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/11/perfektne-koolivorm-sugiseks.html' title='Perfektne &quot;koolivorm&quot; sugiseks'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_y-JhCue9--s/TN1izoLeomI/AAAAAAAAD10/vhd5LNUip2A/s72-c/fur%2Band%2Bleather%2BEvery_Fab.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-7255490465434407467</id><published>2010-11-09T10:47:00.005-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-09T11:02:32.751-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Retseptid'/><title type='text'>Sealiha viskikastmes, brokkoli couscous ja pommu curry.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TNlwYjx8pTI/AAAAAAAADVQ/_ARNcvYEiVo/s1600/046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TNlwYjx8pTI/AAAAAAAADVQ/_ARNcvYEiVo/s400/046.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537580784052643122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motet teha kui suurem ohtusook. Pommu (heh, mis hellitlev nimi) curry voib ette valmis teha. Hoiatus: koik lohnab selle jargi hiljem aga hirm hirm hea ohtusook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brokkoli couscous - brilliantne idee, brokkoli oli monusa krompsuga muidu suht igava couscousi sees. Idee Top Chef tv-saatest, autoriks Kevin.&lt;br /&gt;Prae oliivolis 5-6 kuuslauku (ara muretse hakkimise parast), 1 hakitus sibul, kui kergelt pruunistunud, lisa 4 tassitait kanapuljongit ja 2 star anise. Keeda ja kurna. Haki uks pea brokkolit suht vaikseks, lisa kahe sidruni riivitud koor, 4 tassi couscousi ja vala peale puljong. Kata, lase seista 5 min, sega kahvliga ornalt. Serveeri kohe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pommu curry - jalle Top Chef, autoriks Kenny. Tolkima ei hakka, kui ebaselge jatke kommentaar. Ja ei tolgi kuna votab aega ja ma pole uldse kindel, kallid lugejad, kas keegi neid retsepte kunagi kasutab. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ingredients:&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. Vegetable Oil&lt;br /&gt;4 c. Medium Diced Eggplant&lt;br /&gt;1 c. Small Diced White Onion&lt;br /&gt;1 c. Small Diced Orange Bell Pepper&lt;br /&gt;2 T. Curry Powder (2 spl)&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp. Crushed Red Pepper&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. Chiffonade Carrot Tops&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. Chiffonade Celery Leaves&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. Granulated White Sugar&lt;br /&gt;2 T. Minced Garlic (2 spl)&lt;br /&gt;1 c. Rice Vinegar (1 tass!!! arge pange vahem, oluline maitsele!)&lt;br /&gt;Salt and Pepper to taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heat medium sauce pot on medium high heat.&lt;br /&gt;Add vegetable oil, garlic, onions and peppers and sweat vegetables for a few minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Add crushed red pepper and curry and toast.&lt;br /&gt;Add Eggplant and mix together well.&lt;br /&gt;Reduce heat and allow eggplant to cook to just soften.**5-10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;Add carrot tops, celery leaves and salt and pepper to taste&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahjus kupsetatud siga sinepi no glasuuri ja viski kastmega.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molasses-Mustard Glaze (for pork): SEGA KOIK KOKKU ja pintselda iga 10 min seale peale kui kupseb. &lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup Dijon &lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons whole-grain mustard &lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup molasses &lt;br /&gt;Salt and freshly ground black pepper &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pork:&lt;br /&gt;5 cups water &lt;br /&gt;1 container apple juice concentrate, thawed &lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup kosher salt &lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup brown sugar &lt;br /&gt;1 Spanish onion, peeled and quartered &lt;br /&gt;10 black peppercorns &lt;br /&gt;10 mustard seeds &lt;br /&gt;8 sprigs fresh thyme &lt;br /&gt;2 bay leaves &lt;br /&gt;Pane koik eelnev keema, keeda kuni koik sool-suhkur sulanud ja jahuta. Siis pane siga sisse ja hoia kulmas 4-6 h. Ise hoidsin oolabi ja vaga hea oli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 (2 1/2 to 3-pound) boneless pork loin, trimmed of fat &lt;strong&gt;1.36 kg&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons olive oil &lt;br /&gt;Salt and freshly ground black pepper &lt;br /&gt;3 shallots, finely chopped &lt;br /&gt;2 cups whiskey (recommended: Jack Daniels) Aaa koonerda!&lt;br /&gt;5 cups homemade chicken stock &lt;br /&gt;1/4 cup light brown sugar &lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons cold unsalted butter &lt;br /&gt;2 tablespoons finely chopped fresh flat-leaf parsley, plus parsley sprigs for garnish&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahi soojenda 218 kraadi.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remove the pork from the brine, rinse under cold water and pat dry with paper towels. Heat the oil in a large saute pan over high heat. Season the pork on both sides with salt and pepper and cook on both sides until golden brown, about 8 to 10 minutes total. Transfer the pork to a baking sheet, brush with some of the glaze and finish cooking in the oven until cooked to an internal temperature of 65 degrees F on an instant-read thermometer, about 30 to 40 minutes, brushing with the glaze every 10 minutes. Remove from the oven, let rest loosely tented with foil for 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Add the shallots to the saute pan (that the pork was browned in) and cook until soft. Add the whiskey, scraping the bottom of the pan with a wooden spoon and cook until almost completely reduced. Add the chicken broth and brown sugar and bring to a boil and cook until reduced to a sauce consistency. Whisk in the butter, season with salt and pepper and stir in the parsley.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TNlwdyT_AgI/AAAAAAAADVY/cNM_7PMWgkg/s1600/045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TNlwdyT_AgI/AAAAAAAADVY/cNM_7PMWgkg/s400/045.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537580873852846594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-7255490465434407467?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/7255490465434407467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=7255490465434407467' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/7255490465434407467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/7255490465434407467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/11/sealiha-viskikastmes-brokkoli-couscous.html' title='Sealiha viskikastmes, brokkoli couscous ja pommu curry.'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TNlwYjx8pTI/AAAAAAAADVQ/_ARNcvYEiVo/s72-c/046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-363474233102263508</id><published>2010-11-07T13:34:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2010-11-07T13:37:04.258-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tamara Melloni korter ja kingad</title><content type='html'>Elas kord rikas koduperenaine kes juhuslikult Londonis shopates sattus uhe kingameistri poodi ja leidis et kingad padevad. Padevamad kui Manolo Blahnikud. Ning tegi meistrile ettepaneku ari jaoks. Eeltingimusel eks ole et tema kui president testib koik kingad/saapad/kotid ara. Ja Jimmy Choo oligi sundinud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="flashObj" width="486" height="412" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,47,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9?isVid=1" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="videoId=524171035001&amp;linkBaseURL=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.harpersbazaar.com%2Ffashion%2Ffashion-video%2F%23v524171035001&amp;playerID=4137679001&amp;playerKey=AQ~~,AAAAAPabQZE~,6tTqiVTF7bw4sSDkaLbKrNer9o-nK8hz&amp;domain=embed&amp;dynamicStreaming=true" /&gt;&lt;param name="base" value="http://admin.brightcove.com" /&gt;&lt;param name="seamlesstabbing" value="false" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="swLiveConnect" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9?isVid=1" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashVars="videoId=524171035001&amp;linkBaseURL=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.harpersbazaar.com%2Ffashion%2Ffashion-video%2F%23v524171035001&amp;playerID=4137679001&amp;playerKey=AQ~~,AAAAAPabQZE~,6tTqiVTF7bw4sSDkaLbKrNer9o-nK8hz&amp;domain=embed&amp;dynamicStreaming=true" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" width="486" height="412" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true" swLiveConnect="true" allowScriptAccess="always" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-363474233102263508?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/363474233102263508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=363474233102263508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/363474233102263508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/363474233102263508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/11/tamara-melloni-maja-ja-kingad.html' title='Tamara Melloni korter ja kingad'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-2192458409431124184</id><published>2010-11-04T19:14:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T19:25:28.062-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween</title><content type='html'>Taiesti ametlik puha, mille ma olen aktsepteerinud ja hakanyud toega otsima paari skeletoni ja siis sellist noia/tondi ilmset kuju mis kandikut hoiab. Pea et minu pikkune. Praktiline, eks ole, ja tontlik ka. Aga kallis. Ja kes see ei taha minna kommi ostma et siis safety mottes koiki jargi proovida. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TNM_do0tnLI/AAAAAAAADR4/rmkqGPguFx0/s1600/052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TNM_do0tnLI/AAAAAAAADR4/rmkqGPguFx0/s400/052.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535838145375739058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TNM_dTS00sI/AAAAAAAADRw/ZQWnzc1pM5o/s1600/051.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TNM_dTS00sI/AAAAAAAADRw/ZQWnzc1pM5o/s400/051.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535838139596460738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TNM_dPuoxKI/AAAAAAAADRo/iBNVFd_pluY/s1600/050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TNM_dPuoxKI/AAAAAAAADRo/iBNVFd_pluY/s400/050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535838138639369378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minu tontlik kokteil oli tegelt viin, natuke vahukoort, vaniljesiirup. Ning klaasi aar punase siirupiga ule et siis nagu veri. Gary oma oli sinise Hypnotique'ga ja seal sees hulpis kummikommist silmamuna. Vaga hirmus oli. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TNM_c-Z-qOI/AAAAAAAADRg/g10iV216LiY/s1600/040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TNM_c-Z-qOI/AAAAAAAADRg/g10iV216LiY/s400/040.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535838133989320930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma oli kass ja Olivia vaike possa. Mu ninalt on must varv maha tulnud selleks ajaks ja mu karvast vesti ei nae ka. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TNM_MHwxhxI/AAAAAAAADRY/QcJs95l05Ac/s1600/039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TNM_MHwxhxI/AAAAAAAADRY/QcJs95l05Ac/s400/039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535837844443072274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TNNAPBz5nmI/AAAAAAAADSA/Yf3DfZ09SjM/s1600/800398_M.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 312px; height: 234px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TNNAPBz5nmI/AAAAAAAADSA/Yf3DfZ09SjM/s400/800398_M.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535838993896808034" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See pole pilt meie aiast aga samasugused ostsime. Sumpaatsed, mitte labased, ma motlen ja sellised vaarikad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-2192458409431124184?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/2192458409431124184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=2192458409431124184' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/2192458409431124184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/2192458409431124184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/11/halloween.html' title='Halloween'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TNM_do0tnLI/AAAAAAAADR4/rmkqGPguFx0/s72-c/052.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-3149801662562739248</id><published>2010-11-01T10:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T10:54:20.125-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh issand....</title><content type='html'>Olivia haiglaarved hakkavad saabuma, esmalt siis meie lastearsti juurest. Tegime ka 15 kuu kohustusliku visiidi kus saime 3 vaktsiini. Iga vaktsiin on $35-50 ja igale vaktsiinile lisandub administratiivtasu (?!) ka $25-50. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loppeks oli Other Assessments $50. Helistasin et kusida mis see siis nuud. See $50 oli valjaselgitamiseks kas laps oli kontaktis kellegagi kel tuberkoloos kui maalt valjas (seega siis Eestis). $50 valjaselgitamine oli vag teaduslikult nonda, et kusiti minu kaest. Kas laps puutus kokku kellegagi kel TB? Vaga popp. Koige kallim kusimus siiani.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-3149801662562739248?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/3149801662562739248/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=3149801662562739248' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/3149801662562739248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/3149801662562739248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/11/oh-issand.html' title='Oh issand....'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-8170727637913970759</id><published>2010-10-28T18:50:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T18:56:03.002-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Igavene korralagedus ehk Kalevi kupsised</title><content type='html'>Tassisin mina Kalevi tavalisi kupsised siis Eestist USAsse. Pakkisime oega hoolega et puruks ei laheks. Nii, koik selleks et saaks kupsisetorti teha. Uurin retsepte ja muudkui naen Selga kupsiseid - uldse ei tea mis need on. Ja iirisemaitsega? Condensed milk mis see eesti k on, selle maitsega ka! Koik tuttavad kes loevad, ma eeldan et teil natukenegi piinlik et mulle ei maininud mis kupsistest ma ilma jain. Aga noh, kupsis kupsiseks, tegin tordi ara, Vene poest domasnaja smetana kah. G tuleb koju ja umbusaldab. Parast seda kui tegin kalavoileivatordi (mis mulle maitses aga usakad tembeldasid selle fishwich-iks ehk fish + sandwich aga neile mitte) ta umbusaldab igast valgeid kandilisi ullitisi kulmkapis. Tegin solvunud nao ja utlesin et vagahea tort, eestlased maast madalast teevad ja mida ta siin endast motleb. G tunneb halvasti votab tuki ette ja oiiiii kui aeglaselt laheb. Aga neelab alla. Saan vihaseks et issandkullmisteemakuraditordi ule ja maitsen ka. Ja sulitan koheselt valja. Jumalast oudne maitse. Ma ei tea kas halvaks lainud aga maitses nagu pappkarp. Selga omi palun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-8170727637913970759?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/8170727637913970759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=8170727637913970759' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8170727637913970759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/8170727637913970759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/10/igavene-korralagedus-ehk-kalevi.html' title='Igavene korralagedus ehk Kalevi kupsised'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-6066086909468675569</id><published>2010-10-26T09:30:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T13:52:55.385-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lastest</title><content type='html'>Ma olen vahel nii stressis oma probleemidega et silm must peas ja nii vasinud-vaevatud-tige olemine kuni kohtad kedagi voi naed/loed midagi mis paneb kohe habi tundma kui loll olla voib ja mitte tanulik oma elu ule. Uks (umbne kull) naide:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mommy and Me klassid, kus maksad $450 5 kuu eest et kord nadalas kaija lapsega ringis, 45 min ringi jooksmist ja laulmist ja mangimist jms. Emmed ja lapshoidjad, koigil, meie kandis vahemalt, LAITMATU pedikuur. Ka lapsehoidjatel kes tihtipeale immigrandid. LAITMATU. Emad vaatavad uustulnukaid pika kriitilise pilguga, lapsehoidjatel jumalast suva. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhuuuu, kohtusin seal uhe emmega kes praegu 42 ja uhe-aastase poja ema. Nad olid kaasaga abielludes vaga lapsi tahtnud aga ei jaanud rasedaks. Arstid olid siis oelnud et proovigem kunstviljastamist ning kokku sai embruosid tehtud 100. Jargnes kumme aastat proovimist ja pettumust. Ei jaanud rasedaks. Mis on hammastav, mu arusaama jargi pannakse nii mitu sisse et lausa kaksikud, kolmikud tulevad. Ent tal ei midagi. Paari aasta eest haigla helistas et halloo, meil on 4 embriot jargi, mis teeme, kas viskame ara? Ara ei tahtnud visata ja proovisid uuesti ja motle seekord jai. Vaga armas tugev poisslaps. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(see raha mis sinna alla laks, ugh... pole mitte vaike. G teatas et kui ei jaa siis niimoodi pole ka motet aga ma motlen et tegelt kui ise pole ses olukorras olnud siis tegelt ei tea. ikka ligi kumme aastat proovida ja mitte jaada.) Siuke lugu siis. Et ikka positiivne ma motlen.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-6066086909468675569?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/6066086909468675569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=6066086909468675569' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/6066086909468675569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/6066086909468675569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/10/lastest.html' title='Lastest'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-6907704497882513643</id><published>2010-10-24T09:56:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-24T10:11:34.504-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sisekujundus'/><title type='text'>Sisekujundusest</title><content type='html'>Tutvusin uhe vaga armsa sisekujundajaga M.K. kes akitsi minuga koos tootaks. Peale vastava hariduse on tal midagi veel etemat ja see on rikas mees ja ma ei motle seda uldse halvasti. Sisekujundajana sinu enda maja on sinu koige tahtsam visiitkaart - ning raha laheb sinna hirmsasti, seega endal voi mehel peaks seda olema ja vot moistev peab kaasa kah olema. Mis on muidugi alati plussiks. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nende praegune, hetkel siis kuues, maja on ehitatud 1930ndatel aastatel sama arhitekti poolt kes disainis Empire State New Yorgis ja ehitas selle maja endale suvemajana. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TMQ-R98A1nI/AAAAAAAADRA/GEdll9GtQRI/s1600/DSC_0059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TMQ-R98A1nI/AAAAAAAADRA/GEdll9GtQRI/s400/DSC_0059.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531614720722785906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toa otsas on kamin, millesse void sisse jalutada. Hammastav. Enam selliseid ehitada ei lubata aga kui on siis void alles hoida. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TMQ-SfzolLI/AAAAAAAADRQ/irBMGDF_Y0g/s1600/renovated_family_room_3.JPG"&gt;&lt;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/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TMQ-SfzolLI/AAAAAAAADRQ/irBMGDF_Y0g/s400/renovated_family_room_3.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531614729814447282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TMQ-SAy_6ZI/AAAAAAAADRI/Y3RUb8Rsu1s/s1600/baker_cabinet_open.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TMQ-SAy_6ZI/AAAAAAAADRI/Y3RUb8Rsu1s/s400/baker_cabinet_open.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531614721490282898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minu lemmik - pantry. Ei teagi mis see eesti keelne tolge oleks, ei ole ju sahver. Ideaalselt oleks siis koogi korval vaike ruum kus oleks siis igast toiduained (pastad, jms mida varud ikka) aga ka koogimasinad mida igapaevaselt ei kasuta ja siis igast noud, kandikud, serviisid jms. Kuigi sellise toostuse juhul ma teeks selle koogiks ennem. Nii ilus. Masinad on liikuval riiulil nii et tombad valja ja teed. Kuigi, ma ei lahe ju sinna eraldi et midagi vahustada, see peaks ikka koogis olema. Olen nainud selliseid et on koogis ja kapiukse taga, kui vaja lukkad ules (just ules, muidu pole ruumi) ja tombad riiuli valja et kasutada.&lt;br /&gt;Vaata detaile uste peal ja seda et tervele toale on selline rauast uks ette pandud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pildid parit:  &lt;a href="http://colorandlightatelier.blogspot.com/"&gt;Color and Light Atelier&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-6907704497882513643?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/6907704497882513643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=6907704497882513643' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/6907704497882513643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/6907704497882513643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/10/sisekujundusest.html' title='Sisekujundusest'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TMQ-R98A1nI/AAAAAAAADRA/GEdll9GtQRI/s72-c/DSC_0059.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-2143933559614503794</id><published>2010-10-23T09:21:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-23T09:27:15.511-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kes otsib, see leiab.</title><content type='html'>Ma olen sopradelt kingiks saanud ja igast antiik/tai/kirbu poodidest ja turult otsinud antiik serveermisnousid: kannud, taldrikud, kausid jms. Enamik hobedast voi hobedaga kaetud. Noh, ideaalselt oleks sellised asjad polvkonnast polvkonda edasi antud ja puhade ajal siis valja voetud. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aga ei saa oelda et sobranna poolt kingitud tema vanatadi hobe vahem armsam oleks. Ning ringi tuustida igast turudel mul meeldib. Viimase aja leid, mille ule hirm hea meel: terve komplekt (peaaegu et terve) hobega kaetud (silverplated) 1934 a nugade-kahvlite komplekt. Ja vahukoorena moosi peale: koik on graveeritud D tahega mis me perekonna nimi. Ja hinnaks: $45. YES!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TMLiZZcoTOI/AAAAAAAADQw/sysUXBSOZ0A/s1600/!B5nUylwBGk~%24(KGrHqR,!jIEyeD-tQzFBMuY-CBBi!~~_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 332px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TMLiZZcoTOI/AAAAAAAADQw/sysUXBSOZ0A/s400/!B5nUylwBGk~%24(KGrHqR,!jIEyeD-tQzFBMuY-CBBi!~~_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531232218319965410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TMLifnl362I/AAAAAAAADQ4/9O19DytCnx8/s1600/!B5nVNow!Wk~%24(KGrHqN,!hMEyroEFryHBMuZ!Ht6MQ~~_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TMLifnl362I/AAAAAAAADQ4/9O19DytCnx8/s400/!B5nVNow!Wk~%24(KGrHqN,!hMEyroEFryHBMuZ!Ht6MQ~~_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531232325196049250" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuud tuleb ara puhastada ja siis jaavad tanupuhi ootama, mil ma kahtlemata mainin niisama et oh need on me peres polvkondi olnud. :) Kergats!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-2143933559614503794?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/2143933559614503794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=2143933559614503794' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/2143933559614503794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/2143933559614503794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/10/kes-otsib-see-leiab.html' title='Kes otsib, see leiab.'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_E0hXqPg8X6A/TMLiZZcoTOI/AAAAAAAADQw/sysUXBSOZ0A/s72-c/!B5nUylwBGk~%24(KGrHqR,!jIEyeD-tQzFBMuY-CBBi!~~_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-3781421501028022056</id><published>2010-10-18T10:13:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-18T10:16:44.897-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Loosungitest</title><content type='html'>Mul on uks tuttav kes alati raagib ulivordes. Paike alati paistab, koik on ime-imeline, mina olen kalis-kallis-kallis ode, toit viib keele all, ahhh mis ohk.... Jne, jne, jne. Halba paeva temal ei ole. Minu teada. Lahutas hiljuti, kusisin murelikult et kuidas ta vastu peab. Vaatab etteheitvalt otsa ja utleb: Aga miks sa ei kusi kas ma olen onnelik? Kusisin. Vastus: Vaga. Ole roomus minu yle. Ja tuli valja et sai uue tookoha ka aga siis ytles et isver ma tean et ma olen fantastiline, aga ma ei tea kas ma suudan olla nii fantastiline nagu neil vaja..... Anyhow, mina vana kyynik loosungite najal ei aja ja mul taiesti on vahest paha tuju ja narv krussis. Aga see siin oli armas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Take twelve fine, full-grown months; see that these are thoroughly free from old memories of bitterness, rancor and hate, cleanse them completely from every clinging spite; pick off all specks of pettiness and littleness; in short, see that these months are freed from all the past—have them fresh and clean as when they first came from the great storehouse of Time. Cut these months into thirty or thirty-one equal parts. Do not attempt to make up the whole batch at one time (so many persons spoil the entire lot this way) but prepare one day at a time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Into each day put equal parts of faith, patience, courage, work (some people omit this ingredient and so spoil the flavor of the rest), hope, fidelity, liberality, kindness, rest (leaving this out is like leaving the oil out of the salad dressing— don’t do it), prayer, meditation, and one well-selected resolution. Put in about one teaspoonful of good spirits, a dash of fun, a pinch of folly, a sprinkling of play, and a heaping cupful of good humor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-3781421501028022056?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/3781421501028022056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=3781421501028022056' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/3781421501028022056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/3781421501028022056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/10/loosungitest.html' title='Loosungitest'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-2141580236521659026</id><published>2010-10-13T19:41:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T19:51:37.510-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Vahem on rohkem</title><content type='html'>ehk less is more. Muidugi ei kai see kingade, sokolaadi ja karvaliste asjade suhtes. Oleme moistlikud ikka. Voi ornuseavalduste kohta, eriti kui oma lastelt/kaasalt. Aga asjade ja inimeste suhtes, less is more. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sugis on mul kiire aeg, igast konsultatsioonid jms ja argitan kliente enne kokkusaamist suurpuhastust tegema. Et kui sa ei ole pluusiga 2 aastat kainud, anneta kellegile voi viska ara. Sama kaib t-sarkide suhtes, ei pole vaja 15 samasugust t-sarki/puksi/seelikut. Ei saa salata, mul on asju mida ei raatsi ara visata. Naiteks see motetult suur dressipluus mille G mulle laks ostis kui olime dinner'il ja kulm hakkas. Istub riiulil ja ilmselt jaabki. Koristamisega on muidugi see hada et niipea kui mul koik organiseeritud, Olivia hakkab massama ja mone hetkega on mu toovili kadunud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ning samamoodi, kuna aega-kannatus on vahem, kehtib ka inimeste kohta. Mul on Eestis 4 ja siin 3 sellist sobrannat kes on paremad kui antiik Rolex. Vaartust uhesonaga raske maarata ja lahevad aina kallimaks paremaks ja sobivad koigega. Aga tekib ka muidu sobrannasid ja ma avastan et kappide sorteerimisega teen sama suhetega. Voi olla hoopis Oliviaga juhtunu aitas otsi kokku tommata. Kui sa mul helistad paev parast seda kui haiglast valja sain et oma katsikute teemal hadalda (milleni 1.5 kuud), siis kui motekas sa mu elus oled? Kui sul tekib kusimus et miks me sobrad oleme, siis traagi valja. Nagu mu hea sober H ytles: You have got to get rid of the crazies. Aamen. Less is more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-2141580236521659026?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/2141580236521659026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=2141580236521659026' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/2141580236521659026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/2141580236521659026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/10/vahem-on-rohkem.html' title='Vahem on rohkem'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-3321345479896684058</id><published>2010-10-12T10:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T11:02:50.857-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ai pole ara kadunud...</title><content type='html'>Olivia nimelt jai tagasi tulles haigeks, siis korvapoletik ning koheselt haigeks jalle ning lopetasime traumapunktis (ER) ja jaime haiglasse. Hapniku tase oli veres liiga madal ja torud mis kopsu lahevad olid paistes. Hirmus hirmus on enda last naha nii apaatsena ja nii et ei joo ega soo ja vaevu hingab. Ja kui arst tuleb et peate haiglasse koheselt saama, muidu Olivia ei pea vastu?!?! Nutsin husteeriliselt seal arsti juures, magamata ood kah ja nonda siis oeldakse. Murjam pidas vastu ja murgeldab praeguseks kodus, hingamisaparaati kasutame vahem ja vahem. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ja kuigi endale tundus ja oli see suur sokk, me korvalpalatis oli ema sama vana poisiga kel sunnist saadik vedelik sees ei pusi. Oksendab koik valja ja arstid ei tea mis viga. Nii et perpektiiv on, ma leian, iga asja juures eriti kasulik asi. Aa ikkagi oli hasti hirmus...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-3321345479896684058?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/3321345479896684058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=3321345479896684058' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/3321345479896684058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/3321345479896684058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/10/ai-pole-ara-kadunud.html' title='Ai pole ara kadunud...'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-4615857112911465646</id><published>2010-10-05T15:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T15:40:04.564-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sugis</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49Da4yN95e8/TJUScjHLb6I/AAAAAAAAES8/FqNhjrp6oE0/s1600/J-MENDEL-SPRING-RTW-2011-PODIUM-029_show_fullscreen_view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 456px; height: 684px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49Da4yN95e8/TJUScjHLb6I/AAAAAAAAES8/FqNhjrp6oE0/s1600/J-MENDEL-SPRING-RTW-2011-PODIUM-029_show_fullscreen_view.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-4615857112911465646?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/4615857112911465646/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=4615857112911465646' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/4615857112911465646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/4615857112911465646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/10/sugis.html' title='Sugis'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_49Da4yN95e8/TJUScjHLb6I/AAAAAAAAES8/FqNhjrp6oE0/s72-c/J-MENDEL-SPRING-RTW-2011-PODIUM-029_show_fullscreen_view.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-1138703754126046091</id><published>2010-09-28T08:51:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T08:57:31.666-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boss Man</title><content type='html'>G kirub yhte klienti, tema ebareaalseid ootusi ja kuis G bossid koik kandikul ettekannavad. No recession ka, diile vaga palju pole ja sel juhul sadade miljonitega tegu. Ent tyyp ise on huvitav, ma tahaks kangesti kaasa minna monele koosolekult. Kontor keset Manhattanit. Tyyp on selline tugeva Napoleoni kompleksiga, luhike ja paks, mees parimais aastais kel siis alati suur koer korval. Koerale tuleb auto jarele 6:30 iga ohtu sest koera elus peab struktuur olema (ma ytlen sama Olivia kohta).&lt;br /&gt;Kontoris sibavad ringi kahe meetrised peenikesed blondid naisterahvad serveerides kohvi-veini-konjakit (soltuvalt sellest kui tahtis sa oled). Nt G bossid laksid kella 5 ohtul koosolekule mis kestis keskooni ja neile pakuti vett. Ei suua ega midagi. Aga vahemalt tyyp tellis neile auto jargi kes nad siis Connecticuti ara toi. A ma ei tea kui hea seegi see on, sest nad siis nagu koeraga samal tasemel. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah jaaa, G grupp teadis et G'l Eesti naine ja laks Eestisse puhkusele ning kogu kollektiiv oli oma Blackberry'des tuulanud ja eestit googeldanud. Nii et uhe grupi direktor oli uhkelt G juurde marssinud ja Terviseks huudnud. Teine ytles Viru Valge jne. Mul nii hea meel et ma Eestit hasti esindan. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-1138703754126046091?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/1138703754126046091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=1138703754126046091' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/1138703754126046091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/1138703754126046091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/09/boss-man.html' title='Boss Man'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-5907989227179114930</id><published>2010-09-13T13:23:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-09-24T09:26:08.982-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Joont alla tombamas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.kellyolexa.com/storage/exhausted.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1255734880172"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 338px;" src="http://www.kellyolexa.com/storage/exhausted.jpg?__SQUARESPACE_CACHEVERSION=1255734880172" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eestis kaik labi selleks korraks. Nouanne vanematele kes vaikese lapsega tahavad pikale reisile minna - arge minge. Vahemalt mitte enne kui lapsed kahe aastased. Olivia oli enne minekut pikalt haige, siis seal olles oli terve aga ood, vahemalt alguses, olid rasked kuna ta ei maganud ja tahtis ainult mind, seega mina ka ei  maganud, ning tagasi joudes jai jalle haigeks. Roseola - nohu sumptomid ja punnid kehal. Pluss korge palavik ja oosel uleval olemine. Ja kas ma lisasin et ta midagi ei soo. Uhhhh.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eestist siis:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- miks koigil on pesumasin aga mitte kuivatusmasinat? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- miks eesti kokandusblogid on nii korgetasemelist ja huvitavat toitu tais aga vahemalt meie poolt labi kaidud kohad on ikka alla Harju keskmist?&lt;br /&gt;*supelsaksad - sees on armas, toit on 4-. risotto (mida koik kohad serveerivad, ja toidupoodides koik riisiga tehtud on risotto nime all. Isegi plov.) toorjuustuga, lohe, pasta peekoniga... toiduvalik kuidagi nukker, sama mis mujalgi, oleks enamat oodanud. Maitse kah hairju keskmine. Torte ei proovinud kyll.&lt;br /&gt;*Komeet - koige aeglasema teenendusega ja menuu kah mu arust nats igav. votsin bruschettade taldriku, tomatil on niimoodi kuuslauku et ei suutnud alla neelata. &lt;br /&gt;*pagarikohad on kergema vastupanu teed lainud - napoleoni koogil voikreem, sefiir ei maitsnud sama hea, paljudel kookidel oli mingi suhkru voop peal nagu Ameerikaski. &lt;br /&gt;*Sfaar oli ok, mitte midagi erilist. Teenendus oli tore. (mida Eestis ei ole kerge leida)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vaga vaga sympaatne oli Padaste lossi Alexandri restoran mis kallis aga ytlen et koigile kes Eestist ara on olnud, lausa kohtuslikus korras soovitan. Terve restoran oli kolmapaevasel ohtul tuhi aga kuunlaid tais, rahulik dzass mangis ja ettekandja oli vaga armas. Esimese kaiguna toodud kergelt soolatud siiakala tuhas kupsetatud kartuliteg toi pisara silma, nagu lapsepolv taldrikul. Koik maitsed olid tuttavad aga uues kuues ja modernsemad. Veinipaaritus oli kull siuke ehh, nork voi keskmine, soovitaks mingi sommeljee sisse tuua. Aga muidu hasti hasti vahva ja romantiline. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- toit poodides oli samas vaga hea. Ostsin terve hunniku ja avastasin kahe paeva parast et koik halvaks kohe kohe minemas. See see ongi - USAs on sailitus aineid tais kuna maa nii suur, Eestis ei ole vaja ja maitseb ka paremini. Kuigi poes peab vist paar korda nadalas kaimas. Aga tortide valik ja tase, pagaritooted, lihatooted ja koik piimatooted. Taitsa lopp. Ma ei saa aru kuidas Eestis on kakssada kaks jogurtimaitset ja meie poodides on 4: mustikas, banaan, maasikas ja vanilje. Eraldi peaks valja tooma kohupiim rabarberikisselliga - rabarberi maitse nii tugev ja hea. Fazeri seemneleib ka vaga hea ning Konsumi meekook. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- enamikel eesti teenendajatel tekitab ilmselt tugevalt fuusilist piina vaevu viisakas olemine. taiesti surreaalne kui ebaviisakas saab olla tarnija vastu. viljandi saab selle kohapealt esikoha: jooksin kesklinnas olevas kaubanduskeskuses pisarates ringi et munte saada WC jaoks. R-kiosk keeldus vahetamast, ostsin siis limonaadi ja ikka ei andnud, kisas teiste ees mu peal et mida ma endast kujutan?!!! toidupoes keelduti resoluutselt. lopuks uks noorem meesterahvas (tanud!) halastas mu peale ja andis mulle raha. Jumal tanatud et USAs on WCs koigile lahti, palun mine. Ughhhh. Parnus soorikukohvi madaam urjatab leti tagant Mida teile? ja katkestab poolelt sonalt kui uurin valikut. Ei no jah noh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- parkimine. Voib olla Tallinnas saab mobiili kasutada, mujal Eestis on see nagu aarde jaht. Moistata moistata kus saad kviitungi. Voib olla R-kioskist aga voib olla tiirutad kaks blokki enne kui kaed viinapoodi kus lapsed jaatis ostmas ja kodutu pudelit noudmas. Aga voib olla Viljandis kirjutad paberile et parkisin 13:10 et kaks tundi hiljem minna tagasi ja paber umber keerata ning markida uus aeg peale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- sularaha masinad. Seisad jarjekorras et lopuks aduda et siit masinast raha ei saa, siia saab ainult sisse panna. Ning lahed korval olevasse jarjekorda. Miks ei saa molemat teha samas automaadis, ei ole kindel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- kingapoodide valik Rocca al Mares on ullatavalt laiahaardega, paraja kontsa leiab ilmselt nii vanaema kui ka strippar (viimastele on eriti lai valik).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- tibid on kuskile ara kadunud (akki siis Rocca al Mares shoppamas) ja tanavapildis on must ja pruun ikka domineerivad varvid. Kes hakkasid vaga heas mottes silma seekord oli naised ule 40ne eluaasta, stiilsed, hooldatud ja ilusad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuigi vaga tahtsin Tallinnasse, motlesin Paatsalu kandis mere aares istuda et tegelt on maakohad sellised mis on jaanud samaks ja mida taga igatsed. Ilmselt on nonda et tegelikult jaab sinust tukk maha mida kaasa ei saa ja nonda tunnedki alati millegi tabamatu jargi puudust. Kas lapsepolve, mone kauge hetke voi tunde, paikseloojaku voi maitse jargi....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-5907989227179114930?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/5907989227179114930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=5907989227179114930' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/5907989227179114930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/5907989227179114930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/09/joont-alla-tombamas.html' title='Joont alla tombamas'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1989328445799446888.post-7953894507671222645</id><published>2010-08-30T13:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T13:30:31.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wardrobe Crisis</title><content type='html'>Eestisse tuleku ettevalmistused kaivad. Ignoreerin oma oe (kes on tilluke) sonu et eestis tema kull kohna pole. Mis tahendaks kui tosi et ma oleks kohe ulekaaluline siis tanavapildis. Masendunud et eestis nii kulm kui siin on liiga palav. Ja hirm-hirm onnelik et koju tuleku aeg kaes ja ei joua ara oodata koigi nagemist. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sain piletid ka mulle ja Garyle Neeme Jarvi avakontserdiks ja siis joudsin jareldusele et mul ei ole sobivat kleiti. Eeldasin et nagu mingi kombekam kokteil kleit peaks ikka olema. Beebikaalu olen maha saanud, sama kaal mis enne endaarust aga vanad kleidid nats suured. Onneks haldjast kasuema ehk siis sobranna J kes mitme disaineri juures tool olnud saatis mulle kleidi. Ja ohh kui ilus ja nagu vselga alatud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma tean et te motlete (ise motlen ka) et liiga tibilik ja luhike jms aga ma ikkagi lahen sellega. Sest kaasal jai kohe suu lahti ja ise oli kah ilus olla. Pealegi celebrity-kleit. See on see sama Tuleh kleit mida Fergie Cosmopolitani kaanel kannab. Uks probleem lahendatud. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://cdn5.mattters.com/photos/photos/2978649/Fergie-Cosmopolitan-Magazine-UK-Cover-August-500x670.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 450px; height: 603px;" src="http://cdn5.mattters.com/photos/photos/2978649/Fergie-Cosmopolitan-Magazine-UK-Cover-August-500x670.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1989328445799446888-7953894507671222645?l=puhviskukk.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/feeds/7953894507671222645/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1989328445799446888&amp;postID=7953894507671222645' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/7953894507671222645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1989328445799446888/posts/default/7953894507671222645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://puhviskukk.blogspot.com/2010/08/wardrobe-crisis.html' title='Wardrobe Crisis'/><author><name>Puhvis Kukk</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03140201227747507134</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry></feed>
