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Rising to the Challenge

OK, there must be something in the air, because I’ve been tagged again. I’m such a sucker for a good meme that I haven’t turned down a tag request yet, and here I am, keeping my streak alive.

The lovely Vanessa (from the blog that shares a name with this post) has passed along some rather unique questions from Create a Connection, an interesting site I’m just getting to know.

Here’s the Q & A:

I’m eating a leftover hamburger (w/ mayo, on wheat bread) and sautéd zucchini as I type this. What did YOU eat last?
A cappuccino and a cornetto, which normally I don’t have in the morning, but it was calling to me, and who am I to reject a Nutella-filled cornetto?

Update: I originally did this meme in the morning but then couldn’t get onto the Internet because of severe thunderstorms. Since then, I’ve eaten some minestrone. Full disclosure here on Q & A.

I am totally head-over-heels for a very tall man named James, who has a very sexy new haircut (picked out by me, of course! lol) What about YOUR love life? Anyone special?
Yes, someone affectionately known as P on this blog, but as a different, disgustingly cute nickname in real life that shall never be disclosed in a public forum. Read more about how we met here. P is about 5’10”, extremely thin even though he eats twice as much as I do, is an excellent cook, and treats Luna like a daughter (which, of course, she is).

I live in a little house, with lots of trees, on a dead-end street. What is it like where you live?
Right now I live in a redone, medieval house in a village in southern Italy overlooking the Ionian Sea. Although I won’t go into more details just yet, this may be changing—but only by a few paces down the corso, so don’t get too excited. And forget I mentioned full disclosure.

I love my hair, and my cute wittle nose. What are YOUR favourite features about yourself?
I really like my brain the best (it usually works pretty well), but physically, I suppose my hair because it’s really quite manageable so long as I keep it reasonably clean, and my eyes—even though they’re just brown, I rather like the shape and shade.

Today, I pondered about the need for mentoring in young women’s lives. What deep thoughts have YOU been pondering upon?
I’ve been thinking a lot about the Italian school system even though I don’t have any children (yet). We were discussing it in one of my English classes, and it has me thinking about what works, what doesn’t, and what I would probably have to provide for any future children with regard to education. Scary stuff.

I love cheese (cubed colby & monterey jack) and green growing things! List 2 random things you love about life.
Sliding across a tile floor in socks and climbing into fresh, warm sheets. And so many more. I actually started making a list of such things several years ago, so I think I’ll start posting some periodically.

I found CAC (Create a Connection) through Melba, who I found through A Mindful Life, which I stumbled on by doing a random search for Buddhist blogs, for no apparent reason! How did YOU find out about CAC?
I just found CAC through Vanessa who tagged me with this meme; it looks fabulous! I’m not quite sure how I found Vanessa (Sunday Scribblings perhaps?), but I’m sure glad I did.

I absolutely *heart* thunderstorms! What do YOU love most about spring?
Increased daylight, which really hadn’t been a big deal to me until this year. I just love that when I’m done teaching in the evening, it’s not pitch black and cold anymore. It also means my balcony stays warmer in the sunshine a little longer in the mornings, which is great for the plants.

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Dearest Vanessa then continued the meme party by listing 5 things about herself. Well, you all know how much I love to talk about me, so I played along with this as well, adding my own slant since I’ve already done so darn many things about me. I needed guidance, and I found some.

Five things about me connected to the 5 senses:

1. Taste. I love chocolate, but I really don’t like overly chocolate things, e.g., chocolate cake with chocolate icing. Blech.

2. Sight(ish). I have really good visualization skills, so that I can see in my mind the way I want a room to look and know that it will be something I like. P doesn’t have this so much, so when it comes time to move furniture, I have to convince him that what I see in my mind will be pretty, I swear. And then I whine for good measure.

3. Touch. I love walking with P, my arm linked through his or vice versa. I’m not sure we’d do this so much if he weren’t Italian, or if we weren’t in Italy, so I’m glad he’s him and we’re here.

4. Hearing. I absolutely hate a loud television; this is why surround sound is wasted on me. It actually sometimes makes me sick in my stomach.

5. Smell. I love, love, love the smell of onions and peppers being fried. Love. I don’t even have to eat them later as I get (mostly) full on the smell. But I eat them anyway just so they don’t feel sad.

I’m not going to tag anyone specifically, but do play along if you fancy doing so with either or both of the memes. And don’t forget to leave me a link so I can find you!

Buon weekend a tutti!

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seven songs say so much

Well well well. If it isn’t The Other Girl up and tagging me with a meme.

Although The Notorious OG was tagged with something like “List the seven songs you’re currently listening to,” she adjusted the question to more reflect her own music habits so that it’s now “The Seven Songs I Would Pick If I Could Only Listen To Seven Songs For The Rest Of My Life, Which, Yeah, Like Someone Is Going To Impose That Condition On Me, And Assuming I Can Even Come Up With Seven.”

I prefer her version as well, so here are mine:

1. Me and Bobby McGee, Janis Joplin

One of my favorite songs of all time. It just beats out Call on Me, another Janis favorite, because it’s more upbeat and easier to sing along to. I like to sing along, especially if I only have seven songs for the rest of my life.

2. One Shining Moment (the theme song from March Madness), any rendition

The ball is tipped, and there you are
You’re running for your life
You’re a shooting star.
And all the years, no one knows
Just how hard you worked
But now it shooooows….

I’m quite certain I can do anything after I hear this song. After I wipe the snot from my nose, of course. The fact that I’m currently missing yet another NCAA tournament has nothing to do with this nostalgia either. I swear.

3. Everybody Hurts, REM

Because, well, sometimes, everybody *does* hurt, and I like for REM to share those moments with me.

4. Crash, Dave Matthews Band

For, ahem, intimate times, sometimes following those REM times if you’re lucky. No pun intended.

5. The Way You Make Me Feel, Michael Jackson

Hoo-hoo! You knock me off of my feet!

How can you not be happy when you hear this song (ignoring any and all creepy MJ vibes, of course)?

6. True Fine Love, Steve Miller Band

It was hard to pick just one Steve Miller Band song because I like them all so darn much, but the opening of this song always makes me smile. And stick my neck out and, alternately, in, like a turkey. Seemed like as good a reason as any for it to make the top seven.

7. Iris, Goo Goo Dolls

On my final song, I was pulled in many different directions. I mean, this is forever! Only! Seven! Songs!

And then I realized it’s just a meme (not to disrespect the Power of the Meme, of course), so I brushed aside something Sinatra, Connick Jr., or Van Morrison and went with a song I do happen to listen to an awful lot. The whole City of Angels soundtrack, actually, which is impressive because other than the soundtracks of The Big Chill, Shrek, and The Blue Brothers, I don’t do that much.

And now the really fun part. I’m supposed to tag seven people to play as well. I’ve never tagged anyone, but what the hay. It’s Monday morning, and we only changed our clocks this past Saturday night, so I’m feeling like it’s only 7.15 a.m. as I type this, and well, Cherrye, Shannon, Karen, Loulou, Annika, Christina, and Giulia, you’re it! Feel free to use either version of the Seven Songs Meme.

If you do choose to validate our blogging relationship, and I so hope you do, leave me a comment to know where to find your list. You wouldn’t want to reject me on my first attempt to tag, now would you?

P.S. I’m trying out that Italian mamma guilt thing…how’s it working?
Hoo-hoo!

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[tags]music, seven songs meme, memes, songs[/tags]


you’re invited to the ultimate blog party!

It’s finally here, the beginning of the Ultimate Blog Party, and everyone’s invited!

Now get thee to 5 Minutes for Mom to find out how you can show off your moves, mingle with other bloggers, discover new online friends, and even win prizes!

So, part of the deal is that I’m supposed to introduce myself to all the fellow party-cipants (hah!). As you can see over there on my “about me” section, I’m an American expat writer living in southern Italy. Bor-ing, I know. We expat bloggers are a dime a dozzina these days.

But there are also 100 things, another 100 things, and a “me, not me” photo meme to learn more about me too–those could keep you busy for a while.

Nothing interesting there either?

Hmm…well, just the other day, I was tagged by lovely Loulou (my first tag!) to list 5 Things No One Knows About Me. One might think that since I have previously written 200 things, posted a bunch of pictures, *and* done a 6 Weird Things About Me meme, I’d have nothing left to share.

Well, to paraphrase Bugs Bunny, “One don’t know me very well, do he?”

1. I love corn on the cob (or as my niece and nephew call it “corn on the dog”), but I didn’t eat it for about 15 years from the ages of 10 to 25 or so. Why? Because when I was 10, my mom and I were eating at Long John Silver’s. Come on, you know you loved that batter-dipped stuff too.

Anyway, I had a loose tooth and wasn’t really into eating anything, but particularly those little butter-smothered corn on the cobs. But my mom made me. And my tooth came out right in between two kernels on the cob. *Big* but (I believe) completely understandable aversion to corn on the cob ensued.

2. I have never had anything professionally waxed–eyebrows, bikini line, car. Nothing. Well, paper, but that doesn’t count, because it already comes that way. What about candles? Crayons? OK, you get my point.

3. I was placed on a diet by overanxious doctors when I was about 9 months old. I wasn’t allowed milk or formula, only juice. I’m convinced this is why I’m short, have weak teeth, and lifelong weight issues. And probably why I never wanted to be a doctor.

4. Speaking of weight issues, I don’t own a scale and have no intention of ever owning one. Even though I’ve recently lost weight, and I’d love to know how much, I’ll just wait until I go to the doctor. I can’t imagine that it would be a good thing to know my weight down to the kilo every day, which is exactly what I would do if I had a scale. I’m like that, and I know it, so it’s best to avoid the whole temptation.

5. Until I was about 16 years old, I was convinced that it was the LAW that one could not drink soda before noon. This was my mom’s rule, and the funny thing is that my mom is the polar opposite of a disciplinarian–this may have been her only rule come to think of it. Anyway, I really took it to heart, and to this day obey the LAW OF NO SODA BEFORE NOON.

So, regular and new readers alike, I hope you’ll stick around, let me know you’ve stopped by, and then party on back to The Ultimate Blog Party for some more fun!

Blog party on!

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Another 100 Things About Me

Woohoo! It’s my 100th post!

And to celebrate, here are another 100 things about me (get your cup of coffee or whatever now, because you could be here a while):

  1. I’m a sucker for animals, but not so much birds UNTIL my owl Filippo came along. I would have a zoo if it were physically and economically possible and ethically sound.
  2. People in my southern Italian village think I’m strange because I touch (in a loving way) just about any animal that crosses my path. I’m quite certain that’s not the only reason they think I’m strange. Living away from my family is another biggie.
  3. I’ve learned that Americans and Italians do just about everything differently. Some things I’ve changed (I now peel all fruit), but most I’ve kept the same. Assimilation is just a 12 letter word, and yes I had to count that out on my fingers. Twice to be sure.
  4. I cook at least one meal from scratch a day, oftentimes two. It’s the truth, yo.
  5. I like cheeseburgers with ketchup, mayonnaise, onion, lettuce, and tomato, but I like hot dogs with mustard and onions. I don’t believe mustard should ever touch vegetables.
  6. One of my favorite meals is sauerkraut, pork, mashed potatoes, and applesauce, and each bite must contain some of each one of those or else something’s off. This is my family’s traditional New Year’s Day dish, by the way; drinking too much on New Year’s Eve is beyond discouraged. Coincidence?
  7. Speaking of German stuff, my mother is Pennsylvania Dutch, which does not mean Amish or Dutch, but it does mean “Pennsylvania German” more or less.
  8. I put the toilet paper roll so that the paper comes from underneath. I find it’s easier to snap off with one hand, and, thus, more convenient. I also find that children can’t spin the hell out of it and leave it in a ball on the floor. Please don’t bombard me with comments on why I’m wrong. La la la…I’m not listening….and by the way, do not think you’re doing me a favor by switching it when you come to my house.
  9. I like things organized, but I’m not really a clean freak. For instance, I hate mopping floors, so for the most part, I don’t. This, I reason, is because I don’t need to eat off my floors. I think it’s good reasoning.
  10. I have an uncanny ability to remember birth dates, theme songs, and commercial jingles, but people’s names often escape me. The frequency of this phenomenon has increased with age.
  11. I first saw the movie Jerry Maguire in a special screening at my university, and I’ve seen it another, oh, 81 (or so) times since. I believe most occurrences in life can be answered with a quote from that movie that’s not “Show me the money!” I know many of you doubt this, but if you explore this possibility, I think you’ll find it to be true.
  12. I used to like Tom Cruise a real lot, but, well, you know the rest.
  13. I have no tattoos or interesting piercings and no desire to obtain them.
  14. I have sung on stage in public, although not many people know I can carry a tune.
  15. I can play the flute (or at least I could 15 years ago) and would love to learn to play the guitar, and after that, the piano. And then every other instrument.
  16. I’m a United States/Italian dual citizen, which is completely possible and legal. If anyone would like information on the jure sanguinis process, please feel free to email me.
  17. I got Italian citizenship through my grandmother’s bloodline, but it would’ve been much quicker and easier to just get hitched. 20/20 as they say.
  18. I have my Italian-born great-grandmother’s and great-great-grandfather’s original American citizenship certificates framed here in my house in Italy.
  19. I live minutes from the beach, but I’m really, really not a beach person.
  20. Because of my pasty white skin, I am asked approximately a million times every summer why I don’t like the beach. I did not inherit my grandmother’s olive complexion, but at least the blood got me something.
  21. I didn’t touch my hair color until I was in my mid 20s, but I haven’t highlighted in about 4 years now. All my natural color is back and has regained its natural highlights, which is kinda cool. I’m also gaining some white stragglers, though, which is not so cool and means I will likely start adding some artificial color soon.
  22. I’ve begun using anti-wrinkle cream around my eyes, and I am not ashamed.
  23. I used to have a lot of sinus problems in America, but I haven’t really had any since I moved to Italy.
  24. On the other hand, I’m now allergic to cigarette smoke, although I wasn’t when I was in America (although I’ve always hated it).
  25. I’ve also developed a disturbing allergy to most lip glosses. If anyone has ideas on this, do tell.
  26. For as long as I can remember, I’ve had an inexplicable fascination with the Kennedy family.
  27. I was on the phone with a friend talking about “The Kennedy Curse” for three hours on the evening that JFK, Jr.’s plane went down. I was completely freaked out by the news the next morning, and still feel so every now and again when I think about this odd coincidence.
  28. I’ve always been a Democrat, one might even say a “yellow dog Democrat.” For those who don’t know, that means I’d sooner vote for a yellow dog than a Republican. Thank you Dean Wilson for teaching me this.
  29. I really, truly believe Al Gore won the presidential election in 2000.
  30. And I still really, really believe in Al Gore. I don’t care if people think he’s boring. I don’t need my president to make me laugh.
  31. For that, I have Conan O’Brien. One might say I have a lil’ crush on him.
  32. I’ve met him and seen his show in person several times, although I’ve neither lived in nor love New York City.
  33. However I do like Boston—for me to poop on!
  34. No, seriously, I love Boston; most of my friends from college are from the greater Boston area. I went to college in North Carolina. You figure it out.
  35. On the Beantown tip, I was also a New Kids on the Block freak. Joey Mac all the way, baby. You know, if I were still 13 years old.
  36. I met him once as well. In New York City. Again, I’ve never lived there.
  37. I’m not very good at hiding my emotions. If you’re paying attention, you know where you stand with me.
  38. My first job was as a waitress at a drive-in—diner, not movie theater. And no, I didn’t grow up in the 50s or have to wear roller skates, but I can make those really cool swirls in a soft serve ice cream cone with the best of ’em.
  39. I also worked at an amusement park, operating rides. Cleaning up vomit was the least fun part of that job; letting chunky kids use my thigh as a step stool to get into the “Italian Trapeze” (swings) is a close second. The coolest part? Using into the microphone to tell people to keep their arms and legs inside the car, stay behind the yellow line, etc. Oh the power!
  40. I worked in a lawyer’s office for a summer before I went to law school, hated it, and then went to law school anyway. I know, I know. I’m a slow learner.
  41. Speaking of which, I went to Head Start, which for most of my life I thought meant I was a slow learner. Only much later did I find out it just meant we were poor.
  42. I started kindergarten when I was four years old, which means I graduated when I was 17 years old.
  43. I already knew how to read when I showed up that first day, mostly thanks to my older brother.
  44. I’ve always been a great speller, going so far as the written test before qualifying for the National Spelling Bee when I was 10 years old.
  45. I was frequently bored throughout elementary school and probably did twice the amount of work of most students just to keep busy. Does anyone else remember SRA? Those stories and reading comprehension quizzes? I remember a report card saying I was a real “eager beaver” with those, and I’m convinced that’s why I hated those questions so much on future standardized tests.
  46. During college, I worked in The University Store and got a 20% discount. My family and I wore way more collegiate paraphernalia than was truly necessary.
  47. Also during college, I was a member of a national service fraternity—yes, you read that right. It was a brotherhood even though there were plenty of gals involved. There were very few social events as the entire group revolved around volunteering.
  48. I did over 100 hours worth of service and worked with domestic violence survivors, children with cancer, the elderly, AIDS patients, underprivileged children, and many others. My favorite activities were playing with the children at the hospital and serving as a Girl Scout leader.
  49. During law school, I was a professor’s research assistant and also wrote legal articles for the oldest law journal in the United States, Philadelphia’s Legal Intelligencer.
  50. In high school, I was a statistician for both the boys’ basketball and baseball teams. It was really fun except for when one of the parents got on my ass about not crediting his son the number of assists he was sure he had dished. High school records and possible retiring of jerseys were at stake!
  51. If you think that’s extreme, you should see how people react to high school football where I live. Think “Friday Night Lights” (at least the book; I haven’t seen the TV show or the movie) and you’re on the right track. My high school has the most wins in the state of Pennsylvania, by the way. Go Big Red!
  52. Despite coming for a football-loving place, I also really love, love, love going to baseball games. I dropped a lot of disposable income on Phillies games when I lived in Philly.
  53. I often read magazines and newspapers from back to front. Yet another trait I get from my mother.
  54. I studied Latin for four years in high school, which seemed pointless at the time but actually helped a lot with the verbal section of the SAT and also with learning Italian.
  55. I studied German for a year in college but stopped because I realized I wasn’t going to be able to fulfill any more requirements with German classes. I did well, but now I forget just about everything.
  56. I didn’t take Italian because the time conflicted with one of the courses in my English major.
  57. If I had known then what I know now, I would’ve stuck with German *and* switched my history major to Italian and tried to study as many languages as possible. I still would’ve kept the English major though.
  58. I’ve still never taken a proper Italian class, but I’m currently studying Italian grammar on my own. I feel like although I can communicate, I can’t express myself in exactly the way I want all the time. Particularly for a writer, this is extremely frustrating.
  59. I can draw and paint OK, but I would love to learn more about both crafts.
  60. I *love* home remodeling shows and magazines.
  61. I was raised Catholic, but grew apart from the religion for essentially two reasons: (1) the Church’s treatment of women and (2) its disturbing emphasis on money.
  62. I have a soft spot in my heart for the saints, though, as I still believe in miracles and respect those that are called by a higher power to sacrifice their lives for others.
  63. I believe everyone should have complete control over their own body, and I don’t believe this should be a controversial statement.
  64. I believe in neither capital nor corporal punishment.
  65. I used to think that a man lived in the cubby hole (attached to my bedroom), but not like the Bogeyman—more like a homeless man who came and went when no one was paying attention. I was in my teens.
  66. Then one day my goddaughter (three years old at the time) opened the cubby door toward her and it flew back shut for no apparent reason. She froze with her mouth gaping open before I scooped her up and took her downstairs. After that, I never had the feeling that someone was in there anymore.
  67. I’ve never seen any Star Wars movies or Star Trek episodes or movies, and I probably never will.
  68. But I love astronomy and anything that has to do with space.
  69. I also love anatomy but don’t like blood. Once something’s pickled, apparently, I have no problems exploring.
  70. My mom is a nurse, and I vividly remember someone asking me if I wanted to be a nurse like my mom when I was about four years old, to which I replied, “NOOOO!”
  71. I stopped growing in 7th grade, which means I hit my maximum height (5’2”/157.5 cm although my Itailan ID says 160) at 11 years old.
  72. My grandfather (from where I get my last name) was Lithuanian. And no, that’s not the same as Polish, but there’s a lot of overlap, particularly in the amazing food.
  73. I’ve always wanted to learn sign language, but now I’ve realized that Italian Sign Language and American Sign Language aren’t the same, so I’m torn. I’d like to be able to teach this to my baby (if I ever have one) because I’ve read that it’s a good way for babies to communicate and feel understood. But I have to pick a language first.
  74. I really like scented candles, but I have to extinguish them outside because the smell of extinguished candles makes P sick to his stomach. Then I end up forgetting them outside in the rain, and they get filled with water; it can take weeks for them to be usable again.
  75. Even in extreme heat, I can’t sleep without some sort of cover—at least a sheet draped over my middle section or I’ll be tossin’ and turnin’ all night.
  76. Luna is the goodest girl, and many Italians here think I am nuts to keep a dog inside the house.
  77. I had the chicken pox when I was six months old, and then I got a staph infection from my mom (nurses bring home nasty stuff/staph (hah!) sometimes) on top of it. Apparently I screamed a lot, but I don’t have any memories or physical scars, so I’m glad it all went down when it did.
  78. I didn’t have any scars until I was in a car accident as a passenger when I was 12 years old. My mom was driving and the car skidded on ice, head-on into another car. Both cars were totaled, and my mom was pretty badly injured, mostly because she was reaching across to car to hold me back. But I had my seatbelt on and was sleeping—didn’t wake up until everything was over, which they say was a good thing because then I didn’t try to resist the natural flow of movement. I only had a small cut on my knee where it went into the glove compartment.
  79. But I was closer to death when P and I first got together—our third date or so. Always eager to make a lasting impression, I got some meat lodged in my throat (and I mean *no* air was getting in) and he literally had to do the Heimlich to dislodge it. You know that saying about your life passing before your eyes? Totally true.
  80. I wish I had all of the books I had to read in college here with me now so I could actually appreciate them without highlighting anything.
  81. I really don’t like to shave my legs, but oh how I love the feeling of them in pants when they’re freshly dehaired.
  82. I’ve had glasses for near-sightedness since I was 8 or 9 years old; I am now extremely, extremely near-sighted. My brother is near-sighted as well, but neither of our parents are.
  83. If I’m outdoors and it’s not raining, I’m probably wearing sunglasses. Even when it’s overcast, it can still be darn bright you know.
  84. I was very late in getting a cell phone (it was 2002, I believe), and I’m not interested in any kind of special features at the moment. I like being accessible when I want, not being expected to respond to emails immediately, and having a digital camera for photos.
  85. I don’t have an iPod, but I would like to have music more accessible.
  86. I hate getting up early, but I love the feeling of being up early.
  87. On that note, I don’t like people who act superior because they are awake at the crack of dawn. It just means you probably go to bed before most children, so step off your pedestal please.
  88. I can be shy around strangers, but can be hard to shut up around people I know well.
  89. I like to make up stupid songs about just about anything happening at the moment, often incorporating Luna.
  90. I have kept a journal for as long as I can remember.
  91. I’ve never wanted blonde hair or blue eyes, which is probably evident in the fact that I’ve never dyed my hair blonde or gotten colored contacts. I wouldn’t mind black hair though.
  92. I have a really, really strong sweet tooth. I like the things that most people find sickening like marshmallow peeps (made not too far from my hometown) and circus peanuts.
  93. On the other hand, I don’t care for salt (I scrape it off pretzels).
  94. I alphabetize just about everything.
  95. I’ve never tried sushi, and I’m going to be honest with you, I don’t see it happening in the near future since it’s not super common in southern Italy.
  96. I’ve never had a pedicure or manicure.
  97. I dislike insects and insect-like things, but they only freak me out if they move quickly. Then all bets are off, and I’m standing on a chair.
  98. I’ve never bitten my nails or cracked my knuckles, but I did go through a pen chewing phase. Now I find all of these things disgusting.
  99. The first perfume I remember wearing is Love’s Baby Soft, if you can consider that a perfume.
  100. I could probably do another 20 of these lists and still not run out of things to say. Does that make me self-centered?


oh no you di’nt

Oh yes she did.

Shannon called me out as the person most likely to respond to this meme.

Dammit I’m such a people-pleaser.

1. What is your occupation? Writer, teacher, translator.

2. What color are your socks right now? Black (both pair). My feet would always be cold in the winter if I didn’t layer. The under pair are just anklets like I’d wear in the summer with sneakers, and the outer pair is the more traditional, mid-calf-ending sock. And yes, my feet are toasty.

3. What are you listening to right now? Sweet silence interrupted by thunder. We’re in the middle of a storm, so I have everything unplugged, including this laptop, which is on the battery. I have another hour for either the storm or the battery to surrender. I’ll have to wait until the storm is over to post this, too, since I’m afraid to plug in the phone.

4. What was the last thing that you ate? Pears and gorgonzola.

5. Can you drive a stick shift? Not yet, but there’s been talk around here of my attempting to conquer the whole Italian driver’s license thing. In case you aren’t aware, most cars around here aren’t automatic.

6. If you were a crayon what color would you be? Probably white since I’m so freaking pale. Although I wear a lot of black to balance that. Maybe grey then.

7. The last person you spoke to on the phone? My dad.

8. Do you like the person who sent this to you? The founder of What’s Cooking Wednesday? She’s fantabulous!

9. How old are you today? 3o. Incidentally, I know several people who celebrate their birthday today, February 13th, so Happy Birthday/Auguri!.

10. Favorite drink? Cappuccino.

11. What is your favorite sport to watch? I’ll go with college basketball even though I haven’t watched any in years. *sigh*

12. Have you ever dyed your hair? I’ve highlighted, and I’ll do it again. I’m sure I’ll be actually dying (my hair) soon though as I’m noticing far too many (unwanted) white visitors.

13. Pets? Luna Balloona! The chickens and whatnot don’t count as, you know, we eat them and all.

14. Favorite food? I go in kicks with food. Right now I’m really into the pears and gorgonzola (see #4). But this too shall pass. I don’t know what will be next.

15. What was the last movie you watched? The Terminal with Tom Hanks. I hadn’t even heard of it but I really enjoyed it. Especially the second time when I watched it in English–Tom Hanks with a Russianesque accent is too cute!

16. What do you do to vent anger? Stew, breathe, and call my mom.

17. What was your favorite toy as a child? Hmm…probably crayons and coloring books–I seem to recall two that I actually finished–Care Bears and Strawberry Shortcake.

18. What is your favorite season? Fall, but more so in the States than here. We don’t have all those pretty colored leaves all over the place, unfortunately.

19. Hugs or kisses? Yes please!

20. Cherries or Blueberries? Depends on my mood, and my continent. We don’t get blueberries around here, you know.

21. Do you want your friends to email you back? My friends, acquaintances, faithful and casual readers, yes; German spammers no (don’t know what’s up with that).

22. Who is most likely to respond? Vanessa even though she doesn’t have a blog. At least I hope she responds.

23. Who is least likely to respond? Everyone else I know who blogs (I’ve got that one covered, eh?).

24. Living arrangements? Yes, I have them. Oh, you mean like with P and Luna in a centuries-old stone house? See #2.

25. When was the last time you cried? While reading an email this morning from an old friend; it’s not the first time it’s happened.

26. What is on the floor of your closet? Uh, what *isn’t* on the floor of my closet?

27. Who is the friend you have had the longest that you are sending this to? Since this is going out into the blogosphere, it’s hard to tell. But probably that one from #25 since it’s hard to know me longer than he has and not be related to me.

28. What did you do last night? Ate dinner, watched the end of Mission Impossible 2, read a few pages in a Sue Grafton book, and went to sleep.

29. Favorite smells? Lavender, vanilla, jasmine, Nivea body wash.

30. What are you afraid of? See #5.

31. Favorite dog breed? Luna Balloona, whatever she is. You tryin’ to start trouble in this house?

33. Number of keys on your key ring? 3. My house, P’s house, and P’s parents’ house.

34. Favorite day of the week? Tuesday. I’m not sure why, but I’ve just always liked it.

35. How many Provinces have you lived in? Ooh, interesting, since we don’t have these in the U.S. But let’s go with different places in which I’ve been registered to vote–counties (3) and this province in Italy, so 4 all together.

36. Favorite holiday? Thanksgiving. A whole day dedicated to overeating!

37. Ever driven a motorcycle or heavy machinery? No, and I have no desire to do so. I’ve been on a motorcycle, but no heavy machinery is coming to mind. As an aside, driving a motorino is a distinct possibility in the future.

38. Ever left the country? I’ve left more than one country.

39. Favorite kind of music? Anything that doesn’t give me a headache from a repetitive dance beat. I tend to like folky, acoustic stuff with just a guitar and a singer. Some other instruments allowed so long as they don’t give me a headache.

40. Last book you read? I’m finishing a Sue Grafton (G is for Gumshoe) I started a long time ago. I forgot about it in a bag. In case you’re wondering, I haven’t decided whether to finish Charlotte Simmons. It’s rough going there.

41. What career do you wish you had pursued? I wish I had pursued writing from an earlier age, but I’m catching up methinks.

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Michelle KaminskyMichelle Kaminsky is an American attorney-turned-freelance writer who lived in her family's ancestral village in Calabria, Italy for 15 years. This blog is now archived. 

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Recipes

 

Homemade apple butter
Green beans, potatoes, and pancetta
Glazed Apple Oatmeal Cinnamon Muffins
Pasta with snails alla calabrese
Onion, Oregano, and Thyme Focaccia
Oatmeal Banana Craisin Muffins
Prosciutto wrapped watermelon with bel paese cheese
Fried eggs with red onion and cheese
Calabrian sausage and fava beans
Ricotta Pound Cake