ONCE AGAIN I AM THE LUCKY ONE WHO GETS TO SAY I’M ANOTHER YEAR OLDER…….

   IF YOU MUST KNOW 62 IS THE GOLDEN NUMBER THIS YEAR………

  I STILL FEEL VERY YOUNG EXCEPT THE BODY!

 

I CANNOT OPEN JARS ANYMORE OR PEEL THE SKIN OFF OF PRAWNS TO THE HORROR OF MY YOUNGEST SON!

   “WELL IT JUST DOES NOT WORK FOR ME ANYMORE!”

“WHAT CAN I SAY BUT WAIT UNTIL YOU BECOME MY AGE!”

 

   WE ALL KNOW I HAVE BEEN A WHIMP SINCE BIRTH BUT ITS GETTING VERY ANNOYING!

EVEN OPENING THE ALMOND MILK CARTON IS HARD WITH THE SCREW TOPPER THEN THE PULL RING!

  I SEEM TO ALWAYS BE HURTING MYSELF.

THATS ANOTHER NEW TOPIC TO TALK ABOUT  BRUISING.

  I SHOULD FIRST TELL YOU ABOUT MY CAKE DISASTER!

  But this comes first.A comment from my last post which many of you will enjoy!

” O MIO DIO”

AS THE ITALIANS SAY WHICH TAKES ME BACK TO THE LAST POST ON ITALIAN LIVING I DO NOT KNOW HOW MANY OF YOU READ THE COMMENTS, BUT A FRIEND OF MINE WHO IS STILL THERE IN FLORENCE TELLS MORE ABOUT ME!

SOME OF WHICH I DIDNOT REMEMBER UNTIL SHE WROTE IT!

HAD ME CRYING FROM THE FIRST SENTENCE.

  I DO GET ALL CHOKED UP FROM TIME TO TIME ESPECIALLY FROM PEOPLE FROM THE PAST!

  SEE BELOW AND YOU WILL KNOW ME EVEN BETTER THAN YOU THINK YOU DO ALREADY!

  O mio dio…. what a stroll down memory lane. I remember meeting you at PlayGroup… Nicholas, your youngest had curls down below his shoulders… he was 2, I asked “how old is she?” Later I learned that you went home and told The Italian “I met a girl from Berkeley…. but I don’t think we’ll be friends.” You were SO WRONG ! I watched you in those years to come, chasing people in ESSELUNGA whose grocery lists you would glance at, see they were written in English, prompting you to say “HELLO !!” or those people who had license plates on their cars that betrayed that they spoke English who you’d chase down to say “HELLO !” You were always cultivating COMMUNITY…. doing your best to make ITALY your HOME because even though in the end, you never wanted to leave, in the beginning it was HARD. Especially all those DUST BUNNIES everywhere…. when you had to learn to vacuum not only the rugs, but also the FLOORS ! You could never understand how from one day to the next so much dust could accumulate !!
You had to be the Mamma of the house…. do all the grocery shopping for not only your family, but for the sisters-in-law who were part of the reason you’d moved here. You found Esselunga in Novoli…. the biggest grocery store in town, with underground parking. You taught me that if you went to -2 there were always places. I still do that today…. at my own Esselunga (Gignora though… not Novoli) and I always think of you as I drive down that ramp to -2.
Remember the geese ? You’d come home from Esselunga and pull out the packaged lettuce – not bagged lettuce… that didn’t exist yet, but the heads of lettuce packaged in two, in a plastic basin covered in cellophane – and you’d yell “COME TO MAMMA” and those geese would come running up to the window from which you’d throw down the greens.
Then came the time to take you to the airport…. cuz work for The Italian was NOT to be had here in economically strapped Italy (they DID offer him a job collecting trash… remember??), so despite your acquired love for the country and its ways and all the friendships you’d forged here, it was time to go back to CA: We took you down to Rome in two cars, and you sweet talked your way into boarding the plane with THIRTEEN BAGS !!! telling them “I’m forced to go back, I don’t want to go… you just have to help me” and those were the days when people understood people and they didn’t charge you an extra dime.
Lots of time has gone by but you’re still here in spirit and your love for this crazy country is still alive, as is the love your friends all have for YOU living far away from us.
Un abbraccio grande grande….

 

SOME REALLY GOOD MEMORIES HERE!

 

   BACK TO THE CAKE DISASTER!

   THIS WAS THE FINISHED PRODUCT!!

  I MADE A ROUND CAKE AND FORGOT MY SECRET INGREDIENT!

THEN I MADE A CAKE OUT OF A ROSE MOLD TO PUT ON TOP OF THE ROUND CAKE!

  BRILLIANT YOU SAY?

  I frosted it all. That went fine……..as I am washing my hands of that sticky goo

I LOOK OVER AND THERE IS HALF THE ROSE MOLD CAKE ON THE KITCHEN COUNTER!

  AS I AM THINKING WHAT TO DO; THE OTHER SIDE GOES DOWN JUST LIKE A VOLCANO!

IN TWO PIECES THIS TIME!

  BY NOW I AM LAUGHING SO HARD AND THINKING THANK GOD IT’S JUST FAMILY COMING FOR DINNER!

  MY ACTUAL THOUGHT WAS THE CAKE FEELS AS SHITTY AS I DO!

 HOWEVER, I REMEMBERED THE SECRET INGREDIENT!

  NOT TELLING WHAT THAT SECRET INGREDIENT IS!

  CAKE BEFORE THE FINISHED PRODUCT.

    AFTER I HAD DONE MY BEST!

 I WAS LAUGHING SO HARD AND SO HAPPY IT WAS JUST FAMILY!

  PS. YES THOSE ARE MY PILLS IN SILVER CONTAINERS.

 THE LITTLE NUT DISHES ON THE LEFT ARE WHAT I USE TO PUT THE PILLS IN BEFORE TAKING.

A SWEET PHOTO TAKEN A FEW YEARS AGO!

  IT’S SO NICE WHEN YOUR FRIENDS REMEMBER YOU!

  I HAVE TO SAY I HAD A FEW THIS YEAR!

WHICH WAS WONDERFUL!

AS I HAD NO PARTY PLANNED OR MEALS OUTSIDE THE HOME!

  I JUST WAS NOT IN THE MOOD!

VERY STRANGE FOR ME………

 ON ANOTHER TOPIC BESIDES ME ME ME!

  WHO HAS EXPERIENCED PANIC ATTACKS?

 CAN YOU SHARE IN THE COMMENTS WHAT THOSE SYMPTOMS ARE LIKE FOR YOU?

 AND HOW LONG YOU HAVE HAD THEM?

  TO DO THAT JUST KEEP SCROLLING DOWN.

PAST THE BIG SUBSCRIPTION BOX PLEASE. THEY MAY NOT SHOW UP RIGHT AWAY BUT THEY WILL AFTER I SEE THEM…………..

  EMOJI’S DONOT SHOW UP IN THE COMMENTS…..

  I HAVE NO IDEA WHY AND DONOT HAVE THE BRAIN TO FIGURE IT OUT!

 BUT EXCLAMATION MARKS DO!!!

  NOW FOR A FUN CLIP FROM LINDA BERGTHOLD. CLICK ON LINK BELOW……

  TITLED PRICE OF GAS IN FRANCE.I PROMISE YOU WILL GET A GOOD CHUCKLE!

    XXX

 

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