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…
I give today 1 star, I do not recommend it and I will not purchase this day again. For those following our “Let’s move to Italy” plan, today was an important one. Our Meet With the Italian Consulate in San Francisco Day. I have been working my tail off for the last two months to…
Have you noticed the ominous silence emanating from this blog? Yeah, me too. I was writing writing, inspired inspired, and then BAM! Life, in its sadistic way, snuck up and smacked me in the face. It will come as no surprise to any of you that Robert and I have been contemplating a move to…
Sometimes I wonder if my life is blessed with extra weirdness or if I just appreciate weirdness more than most people. I love how most of us are strange-pretending-to-be-normal and when we can’t keep it in any longer the strange just oozes out around the edges. Here are a few things that made me laugh…
You know that saying “There’s no one you couldn’t love once you’ve heard their story”? I call bullshit on that. There are plenty of people I dislike just fine after hearing their stories. Mostly though, when we take the time to learn someone’s history we open ourselves up to being touched by it. In Roland’s…
Need a restaurant recommendation? An architect’s opinion? An artistic eye? A friendly welcome to the area? A taco party? Renewed faith in love? Then John and Nico are your guys. Getting to know these new friends has been such a pleasure. I’m always on the lookout for role models – people who have given up…
So, I told you about my idea of interviewing people I meet in Italy and sharing their stories. On my recent trip I pushed myself to ask people if I could write about them and, shocking to me, no one said no. One woman who I am super curious about told me she was too…
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