I know I’ve been quiet. Too quiet. The truth is, there is so much I want to write about, so many things to share, but there is also a big scary thing that has kept me from being able to face my own keyboard. I don’t know how to talk about it, but it is…
For the last five years I have done a cold water plunge on New Year’s Day. It started with peer pressure and then I realized it’s actually kind of transformative. Not just on New Year’s Day but whenever you need to change your frame of mind. This is not to say that I like it,…
Here a festa, there a festa, everywhere a festa festa. We are coming to the end of party season in in Northern Italy. So very many opportunities for eating and drinking. Every weekend for the last three months there has been at least one event, either a community one or something hosted by a friend….
I wanted an adventure. That’s what I was telling myself as I sat in a puddle of guilt and relief on a hospital cot at 2:00 in the morning while listening to my son breathing normally, finally. I wanted to experience the full gamut of real life in another country, complete with ups and downs….
I can’t NOT tell you about the beauty pageant that took place a few days after we arrived. It’s old news now, but I’d be cruel to keep it from you. I’ve never seen the likes of this and I guarantee that if you weren’t in attendance then you haven’t either. Just like the US…
I’m so confused here in this strange land called Italy. Not every minute, but a lot of the minutes. I have many, many questions and I’m sure some of them have answers and but I’m also sure that some do not. Here are a few that have come up in these first few weeks of…
I don’t need to describe it all in detail. It’s too boring and I don’t want to relive it all quite yet. But we did make it to the airport, we got our mass of bags checked, our flights were smooth and the whole family got to Italy in one piece. All that happened in…
I’ve been at our place in Italy for the last week under the pretense of bringing over some of our stuff. That had to be done, yes, but the real goal of the trip for me was getting the space to do some heart work. I hate that I need that space, but I do….
You guys are not going to fucking believe this. I’m in shock. I’m completely blown away. We just got home last night from the trip to San Francisco that left much to be desired. I was still processing and regrouping today. And then. Then the mail came. And what was there? Suspense. Suspense. THREE PASSPORTS…
Look at this. I have a real life, grownup, working website! I paid actual money to actual professionals to make me look like I have my shit together. We all know better, but at least I won’t be tempted to throw my computer across the room as often when working on the blog. You will…
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