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My Amazing Students Success Stories also known as #MASSS presents Elena Tommesani | Sculpture Artist

Anna Maria and Elena
Anna Maria and Elena

I’m sitting down next to my student Elena reading through her résumé when two little words catch my eye: Sculpture Artist.

If you guys didn’t know, my mom is a sculpture artist and has her work shown in a museum in Los Angeles, AMOCA.

I ask Elena, Do you make sculptures? Can I see a picture?

She tells me sure. Then, she hits a few keystrokes and I’m looking at the picture I’m sharing with you here.

Tape Person on the Bus by Elena Tommesani

Tape Person on the Bus by Elena Tommesani

I told her about my mom and my blog and I asked her if it was okay to do an article on her. She was happy to share her work with me and granted an exclusive interview.

I thought, gosh, this girl is so creative.

She later emailed me higher quality pictures. So here you are. Here’s our interview.

Meet Elena Tommesani | Sculpture Artist.

Elena has recently graduated Accademia delle Belle Arte in Bologna.  She started making sculptures together with a friend when she enrolled at University five years ago here in Bologna.

Her idea to make people out of scotch tape came after she and her friend made a recording of the actual sound tape makes when ripping it.

They asked themselves what it would be like to make a person out of tape and so the idea was formed.

After completing her thesis, she walked through town with her friends and her life size people and took some pictures in various settings — a fountain, a bus, laying down. She told me people would ask her if they could take pictures. I could only imagine!

Two Tape People on a Swingset by E. Tommesani

Two Tape People on a swings by E. Tommesani

What inspires you? I’ve always liked drawing ever since I was a young kid.

Why tape? My friend and I started and we were fascinated by the sounds tape makes when you pull it off. We even made an audio recording.

We were so impressed, we asked ourselves if we could take it a step further. We then decided to make the tape into a person with muscles. The structure was formed including the person with all of its defects.

Tape person lying down.

Tape person lying down. Perhaps this is Ophelia?

So it’s a collaboration? Yes, I made some of these together with my good friend Anna Maria Muscaridola.

How many have sculptures have you made? About 15.

Where are they?  Some are stored in my basement and a couple of them are at my father’s store.

Have you sold any? Yes. We have.

Are they hard or soft? Hard but you can also move them. I’d say they are structured.

Tape Person Swimming by Elena Tommesani

Tape Person Swimming by Elena Tommesani

I saw there was one in the water. Don’t they ruin? Only the foot is submerged in the water.

After the picture, we hung the tape person out to dry without any problems.

Is your friend the one in your facebook page? Yes.We have been friends since the first year of University. We are so different but we enjoy working together.

Now she is attending the Erasmus program in Barcelona. When she comes back, we look forward to working again together.

What are you working on? For now, we are just taking a break. We are celebrating the fact that we have received our degrees!

Do you name your sculptures? Yes. Actually. I’ve called one of them Ophelia. Here Elena tells me a funny story about Shakespeare’s Ophelia who dies yet, luckily, her Ophelia lives.

Talk to me about color. You wrote that color is very important to you. Yes. Only the last sculpture is about color. In my thesis I wanted to represent how color effects man in everything, not only aesthetically. For example, yellow can mean joy.

Other sculptures are based on transparency so you can see inside.

Breaking Through.

Breaking Through.

What I find interesting is that you talk about color but your work is transparent. Why is that? I don’t know why but all of my work has always been transparent.
Here we both smile because of how funny that seems, the contradiction of it all.

Maybe you have seen my man who was laying down lit by blue light? He is peaceful, she tells me.

Calming Blue Light

Calming Blue Light

My favorite is the one on the bus. Yes. Thank you. He’s thinking.

What was your response to the attention? My face went read and I was blushing.

Why did you bring him around with you? He’s not static. He’s travels.

I say goodbye telling her I think she has incredible talent and I that she will have enormous success as a sculpture artist.

She thanks me and I say goodbye to a very sweet, charming talented artist whose hair matches her eyes. She blushes and says,

Thank you. I’m happy.

If you would like more information on Elena’s sculptures, to see what she has available for sale or to commission a sculpture, please write e.tommesani@gmail.com

Updating My Status #blog #blogging @jbuliesblog

Hi friends. How are you?

Nice to see you.

I’ve been working hard and hardly working. Ha ha!

Such a beautiful building. The Istituto Salesiani a Bologna

Such a beautiful building. The Istituto Salesiani | Bologna

Basically, I have been taking care of myself best I know how. I’ve gotten back to work as a teacher and lecturer. I miss my school kids from last year although I’m happy to see them on facebook.

I’ve been teaching a super cool Adult Educational Graphics Course at the Salesiano School in Bologna and it’s going well. We are working on CVs and Resumes and a newsletter.

It’s been challenging and I keep pushing my students to their best, suggesting new ways of doing things. I’m really working hard on pushing the third dimension trying to get their designs to pop off the page. I like shades. That is shadows.

Little League Baseball treat when we were growing up.

Little League Baseball treat when we were growing up. Go Mike!

As we near towards the end of the course, I think of all the things I wish I could have taught them. We are really down to the wire. I’ve given them deadlines. What we did was first write a CV following European Educational Community Guidelines then I asked the students to find a cool graphics platform and tweak it into their own style.

Hope I’m making sense here.

One of the students found a site online that had some super cool resumes. BTW we call Résumés CVs in Europe. They also write Stage instead of Internship and it drives me mad. I also find that they were writing Mother Tongue Italian instead of Native Language is Italian.

I think we got some good results though and when I see them I am going to ask their permission to link them here to my blog so you guys can see them too.

I think this student did an exceptional job at coordinating her cover letter and resume in a professional way. It really shows off her talents.

I think this student did an excellent job at coordinating her cover letter and résumé in a professional way. It really shows off her talents.

What really surprised me as I got to know this class better was their hidden talents while reading their resumes. I discovered that one of my talented graphic design students has been featured twice in the Resto del Carlino, one of Italy’s national newspapers, for designs she has done.

Another girl made an amazing sculpture of a guy sitting on a train made completely out of scotch tape!

She showed me a picture. I was shocked that she didn’t have a website or publisher. I’m going to get the picture and share it for her here so you guys can see it too.

As far as my personal life goes, I’ve been working on a Little League Baseball Website for my sons in Italian and its store too.  It’s challenging to figure out statistics, times, classifications, and stats and all.

Luckily I grew up watching my brother play with my mom in the score box and a microphone shouting, Go Mike! I remember most of all growing up on the little league field that was once an onion field and now a McDonalds, that we always had the best snacks, like Red Licorice and Abba Zabbas.

I’m super sad that I wont be able to make it to my high school reunion as the cost of the tickets for my family is exhorbatant from Italy to California. It’s a shame.

On a good note, I have a great vacation planned here. I cannot fathom complaining about vacationing in Italy.

ha ha.

For my loyal blog readers who have followed my regardless of if I post or not, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. Blogging continues to be a muse to me as well as you do too.

Thank you for following and have a nice day.

Julie

I loved words. I love to sing them and speak them and even now, I must admit, I have fallen into the joy of writing them.— Anne Rice

Sharing some of my art with you today. : )

Autumn Walks

Autumn Walks

Two Cats in a Window

Did you see the little cat in the window?

How super cool that I have a little shop now? Yay. Click. Here. Yes. On. The. Pic. : )

This went to a fantastic family on the California Coast.

I painted another baseball mural AFTER pic. jb.

I painted another baseball mural AFTER pic. jb.

I painted another baseball mural DURING pic. jb.

I painted another baseball mural DURING pic. jb.

I painted another baseball mural BEFORE pic. jb.

I painted another baseball mural BEFORE pic. jb.

Here's the picture that recently won 5th place at a local art fair contest. It was super fun to paint. My first landscape.

This found a happy home in Milan. :)

Painted on white cardboard.

Displayed at Coto de Caza, California. Sunflowers. My first commission. This is an oil painting.

Displayed at Coto de Caza, California. Sunflowers. My first commission. This is an oil painting.

I love how a group of flowers adds a touch of fun and color to this room.

One of my paintings. {xo♡}

I painted a mural.

This is what it looked liked before.

Chassity's in New Orleans, LouisianaThis is Chassity’s in New Orleans, Louisiana

Flowers in a vase.

Flowers in a vase.

Vase of flowers on table.

Vase of flowers on table.

Flowers

Flowers

Pastel Mums

Pastel Mums

Comments I copied from my facebook page.

Your paintings rival Mattisse.  Mika M.

I love these paintings. They remind me of a friend that I love and adore. Deb H.

It looks like Van Gogh stopped by your house. Tanya M.

I love mine. Kelli B.

Oh, these are just wonderful! What a great collection! Tracey H.

Love your art work Julie. Love that it comes from within and shows your true spirit about life, love and true happiness. Rose O.

I like the frame and picture……..Jon D.

It looks even better on my wall! Chassity H.

Me too!!! LOVE love LOVE it! xox  Diana O.

I LOVE it!!! Stephanie M

Your painting looks amazing! — you absolutely hit the mark! Good job! Maria P.

So pretty julie bulie. you’ve got talent baby Reka C.

Are these for sale? Nicholas M.

When I look at this it makes me feel happy, happy, happy! Rose O.

It’s very warm, I like it. Peter B.

Julie I just want to say good job! I have noticed that sverytime you post a painting they keep getting better and better! I think you are better than Picasso! James L.

Ma quanti…che belli!!! Deborah L.

Julie, don’t mistake innocence for childish, their beautiful!! Dieter B.

Oh, Julie! These are just lovely! Tracy T.

I like the colors very much. Susan W.

Your brilliant…. many blessings to you! Go girl !!! Brenda W.

Sarah.

Fur Elise.

You can see more comments by clicking here.

Comments below are from an earlier contest that is now closed. Thank you guys for leaving your lovely messages.

10 paintings in 10 days. ► {and} go! ► RECAP

September 29, 2011 Background info.

Hi. Thank you for dropping by. Nice to see you! I mean that.

Today’s post is inspired by a quote a recently came across that goes like this:

Good leaders create a vision, articulate that vision, passionately own the vision and relentlessly drive it to completion.

So here I go. I’m going to sell ten paintings in ten days on ebay. I’m off to a good start. I’ve listed five, because I’m on day five. The next one goes live today 11a Pacific Standard Time, or California time as I like to call it.

The first four have been bid on.

A HUGE ENORMOUS GIGANTIC THANK YOU to people who support my art work. They are just little paintings I paint in my garden, but I love them.

I hope you enjoy looking at them and God BLESS you if you take a little chance and hit the bid button.

Thanks for having a look.

October 11, 2011

It’s ten days later and the contest is almost over. Here is a ► RECAP ► of where my paintings have been sold.

Here's the picture that recently won 5th place at a local art fair contest. It was fun and challenging to paint.

#1. This painting was sold to a v. nice man in Milan, Italy. This painting won a prize at a local contest. I'll always be grateful to my first buyer.

Pastel Mums

#2. My 'Pastel Mums' were won by a cool blogger friend. This has been sent off to Bolivia where she is doing a mission. I love how this one came out.

#3. Went to my sunshine girl in Huntington Beach, California. This is one of my favorites. Very young and fun. This is going to look great framed.

#4 went to a sweet family in Ojai, California.

#5. This went to a fantastic family on the California Central Coast.

#6. This went to an awesome guy in Bothell, Washington.

#7. Went to a repeat buyer in Milan. : )

#8. This went to a repeat buyer on the California coast. : )

#9. This was sent as a donation to New Orleans Louisiana to be auctioned off at a charity event.

#10. California.

Hi ho, hi ho, it’s off to school they go.

Watching my two sons go off on their first day of school left me a mixed bag of emotions including being happy, sad, nostalgic, thoughtful, nervous, excited and a bit worried.

I spend a lot of time with kids in general and I get sort of attached.

That’s probably natural, right?

I wonder, however, where is the line between being and adult and a kid, a teacher or a parent and a friend.

My mom always said I was like a  mom to her. Ha ha ha. Yes, we are today very good friends. But crossing that line at times from being the parent or the teacher to being a friend is a very fine line, delicate too.

Perhaps what is best is to find a good balance and some days be friends when you are out having fun, say at a park or something, or other times, be the parent or teacher when it’s time to talk seriously.

It’s hard for me to fathom the school system now here in Italy as compared to what I’m used to in sunny southern California.

That’s why I love it. It’s SO different than the United States’ school system. God Bless America.

God bless the world for that matter.

The main difference is that here there aren’t lockers, sports events, dances associated with schools that I know of.

Did you read that?

Here there aren’t lockers, sports events, dances associated with schools that I know of.

I cannot WAIT until the ipod is diffused and my kids can stop hauling 20 pound backpacks full of text books back and forth. I’m exaggerating for literary purposes because the truth is that they only occasionally bring their books back and forth depending on if they have homework. I think the teacher keeps them on shelves. I cannot remember.

When I taught, the older kids in secondary school, jr. high, middle school and high school, the students had their backpacks, rucksack, on the floor near their desks and their pencil cases open on their desks. Except for the time the one girl whipped out her camera and thought it would be funny to post pictures on facebook. Still happens.

I’m off topic.

Topic.

What surprised me living here in Europe was to learn that my kindergarten through fifth grade teacher for my son was the SAME TWO TEACHERS from 8a to 4p every single day for five years.

Some parents like that. Obviously it depends on if you like your teachers or not. We liked ours. They have both changed this year after the first four years so my older son, who is 10, has two new teachers.

I don’t know about you but I’m fiercely protective over my children. I asked how school went. I heard that the teacher said the kids were grounded during break and had to do make up exercises for summer homework.

Say what?

That just about sent me to the Principal’s office. Okay, these are kids reporting but I do know from first hand experience that grounding kids during break is used as a punishment, but NOT ON THE FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL. Are they out of their minds?

Of course, it was only partially true. It was more like, a minute to review homework.

But I’m watching them like a hawk. I heard my son got reprimanded because he put his hand on the window to touch hands with his brother. WHAT? Again, my blood started to boil. I mean, reprimanding someone for brotherly love? But then I thought, okay, you or I weren’t there, we don’t know what happened, and perhaps it was disturbing the class or at an inappropriate moment.

No, it happened while waiting for lunch. Okay, I don’t like kids touching my windows either.

I need to take a serious step back however because I have to let my children go and live their 0wn lives, at the same time trust that the teachers know what they are doing.

I know that the teachers have their work cut out for them, that teaching is one of the most difficult, challenging and rewarding jobs there is.

Unfortunately our educational system and national budget cuts have been effecting the school systems’ ability to thrive for years.

I did have a sweet moment however with my son this morning when he said he is worried about his new teacher being mean. I just said, Well, then you be nice. She probably needs it.

I asked him, You know how I get mad and angry sometimes? It’s only because I’m going through a rough time.

I asked him if he could try to see a little bit beyond just someone being mean and realize that perhaps she was that way because she had problems at home, or something. We don’t really know, do we, what problems someone is going through?

As my one friend, B says, don’t think it’s different out there for someone else. Everyone has their problems and worries.

Well, there you go. Off to a new start. Hope it is a good one. Sure of it. I plan on doing a list of goals. I’ve got a rough draft.

How about you. I’m so sorry. I went off on my life and schools. How have you been? Are your kids getting back to school? What do you think about parents and teachers being friends? What do you think about having one teacher for many years as opposed to having many teachers?

Thanks for dropping by. It’s nice to see you.

Julie

Beaching it in Italy lol:-)


♥ Be inspiring.

Once when my kids were little I took them to the beach on a vacation camping.

The following day, I drove back home defeated.

It’s been about three or four years since I have braved taking my kids to the beach on my own. Finally, I got some courage to spend a week seaside.

How did it go?

My friends on facebook are sending me messages hoping that I have survived. I am back at my computer and house alive, relaxed, tan, and feeling quite amazing actually.

I’m from southern California. I have been living in Italy for 15 or 16 years now. It’s so different. I know in my about Julie contact page I mentioned that after a while, the differences between the two countries, USA and Italy seem to mix, but since I just got back from the beach, I’m going to try to convey them to you here now.

Ready?

♥ I'm sending you a {big hug} ♥

California beach ~ wide, open, relaxing, breath taking, cold water, big waves, surfing, never ending horizon, beautiful sunsets, beach bike path on the sand.

Italian beach ~ semi crowded, clean, organized, rows of umbrellas and chaise lounges lined up like soldiers. Toys, families, hours on the sand, trampolines, jumpy jumpy things, slides and tons of food at organized hours. Kids free to play in an enclosed safe environment until late.

I just didn’t cook much. I went out for all of my meals which if you know is the same as admitting to sin in this country. We spent our days in the water, at the beach, taking long bike rides and playing in the park.

♥ Believe in yourself ~ give yourself a break. ♥

Italians love their food. In fact, I had home made sauce jarred in the fridge as well as home made pesto. It was perfect. I gave it to my neighbor. Please don’t tell my mother in law. She went to a lot of trouble to get that there for me. I just couldn’t get over the idea of having to wash dishes.

I read a lot.

I was an extra good vacationer.

I lied on my beach bed for hours. The kids played endlessly. They both made friends, came home sun kissed and lovely. We bought lots of toys and plan on going back if and when I find the courage.

I certainly missed my blog and facebook friends. I have an online community that has become a big part of my life.

Hope this post finds you happy, lovely and in love.

Julie

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How about you?

How did you spend your holiday? Are you getting a vacation? What do you do to relax? What is the last book you read, and do you recommend it? What kind of beach do you like? Waves? No waves? I like the waves. I love the Pacific Ocean. :)

Bl❀ggity bl❀g bl❀g.

Hi friends and welcome back. Nice to see you. Welcome new visitors.

Hello Africa! Hello Asia! Hello Europe! Hello Australia! Hello Canada! Hello south America and above all hello U.S.A! Did I leave anyone out?! Hope not!

What motivates you?

Key kitty kitty kitty. That's me talking again to my cat. : )

Key kitty kitty kitty.

My best friend kicks my bum in tennis and probably anyone else’s. When we were playing at university we were great partners.

We spent our time between matches actually doing cartwheels on the court. Sometimes we’d do them during matches. :)

One day our coach pulled us aside and assigned us new partners. Not the Chinese, we chanted. They’d kill us at tennis. They were serious players.

Sure enough, my best friend and I found ourselves paired up with fantastic new partners.

I’m building bridges here.

Stay with me folks. There IS a reason I’m telling you this.

The reason is this.

I ask you, What motivates you most? Is it someone who comes over, puts your hand on your shoulder, smiles, and says good job, or is the person who gets behind you and yells ‘DO IT!’?

Can I let this go? Will I let this go? When? Now.

Oil Painting I made for my BFF.

When I was on swim team in high school, my sister was my best motivator. She’d follow me back and forth across the lanes and scream ‘Go Julie!’ Her coaching strategy was swim toward the chocolate cake and away from the shark.

The answer probably lies somewhere in the middle.

I prefer swimming towards the chocolate cake. But I think both motivators will work.

When we were back playing singles tennis, my best friend would look me in the eye and with a sly smile say You’re going down.

She’d say it with such conviction she would win! I think this is called psyching me out.

She’s an awesome tennis player.

The point is, get out there, do your best, don’t be afraid of things that are new, go towards your goals and model good behavior hopefully doing cartwheels inbetween.

Have a nice day and thank you for visiting.

Here’s to new beginnings.

Tulips

Tulips. They don't bloom every year but when they do, well, there you go.

I think most people who are reading this can read between the lines and know exactly what I’m thinking. I may be wrong on that I may be right but generally speaking I think people are smart enough to tell if I’m being a true person over here expressing what my heart feels or if I’m trying to make it all look lovely with a bunch of pretty pictures and smiles.

I think you know. Then sometimes I think you know but then how could you know if I don’t tell you what is going on in my life? How could you know? Tell me. Use your words.

Words. Here they are. Ready? In the last year and a half since starting my blog I’ve had a lot of fun with it. I’ve learnt that the most rewarding parts are when you receive compliments that turn into long conversations of people actually helping each other. I’ve met people I didn’t expect to meet. Hello. Nice to see you.

I’ve also learned that if I don’t say how I’m feeling you aren’t going to know. So I’ll tell you.

I’m doing well, and you? How are you?

All things considered. I’m making a decision now in this moment to be nice, to be kind, to have integrity, to be a whole person and hopefully to have a cheerful disposition.

Love you mom. ♡

Love you mom. ♡

I’m choosing to publish this article and then spend some time around the house that desperately is calling for love and attention. It’s a lot to handle. It’s a lot to balance.

Life is just an act, isn’t it, an act of balance, give and take. Who would have ever imagined that by publishing a blog I would have heard some of the comments I have heard, met the people I’ve met.

I miss my family. I miss my friends.

I feel connected with them here on facebook and over the internet but this year we aren’t going back to California for vacation. This is due to financial reasons and work struggles. I don’t know why I feel like I have to explain it though but for some reason I feel like I do.

The four of us to travel to California costs about $4000, then we usually get a rent a car and you know the rest. This year, we have some lovely other holidays planned.

I love my house though so call me a pentofola if you will. A pentofola is a house shoe or slipper generally regarded as something you wouldn’t go out in. It’s not a compliment. It’s just me being lazy and enjoying my garden.

How are your summers passing? I’m working on spiritual and physical health by exercising, reading but more than anything trying to put into practice the ideas of love and forgiveness.

Each day I lose my patience again and I fall short of God’s wonderful mercy and love but I pray and I start again. For the most part, it seems to be working.

As always friends, I hope this post finds you lovely, lucky and in love.

God bless. Thanks for visiting.

Julie

What my I wish I knew when I was 20.

I’m in my 40s now.

It’s been a good ride. I’ve had some good years and some difficult. The way I say it is that my life has been a bit of a ride uphill, sort of like going up a ski lift, and from now on out, I’m expecting to slalom down softly.

I don’t think I’ve learned too much along the way. In fact, the more I know, the more I realise the less I know. But there some things I wish I knew when I were younger. Here they are.

What my current self would have told my younger self.

The friends I made when I was young are going to be the same friends I have now. I didn’t know that. I’ve made quite a few friends a long the way but I truly count my closest friends on one hand, okay two. I met them when I was in University, and even a couple in high school and I consider them to know me better than anyone in the world.

That growing up where I did was awesome.

I didn’t realize it at the time but I am now realizing how lucky I was to have grown up in Southern California. When I left it, I was quite certainly ready to move on. But somethings remain. Things like having to have studied at some of the best schools, the privilege to have gone to University in Silicon Valley and riding my bike to and from campus, the privilege of meeting my best friend there.

I realize now that I was privileged to have things like having a swimming pool, tennis court, baseball and football field around my high school. These are all things I took for granted.

I believe that striving towards excellence in academics and sports were the two most important decisive factors on who I believe I am as an adult. My father told me a little competition is good for you.

My friends and I all started on the swim team around eight years old. I swam all through high school. J9, can you still smell the chlorine and remember how red our eyes would get? I was also a huge fan of my brother playing baseball and basketball and spent a lot of time cheering for him.

One of my favorite parts of high school was taking the stats for the Junior Varsity and Varsity basketball team. I knew more about free throws, rebounds, three point shots and assists than the players themselves. I am speaking strictly from a statistical perspective. Scouts would come and ask me who was the best and I could rattle off averages.

My little awards sit in a jewelry box. Little remnants of honors and achievements.

Other things I wish I knew.

That one day I would have decided to move to Europe. If I can think of one riveting moment in my life it was the day I decided I wanted to live abroad. It wasn’t actually a moment but a progression of choices that paved my path. I feel so blessed to have lived in both Europe and USA. What a fantastic education. Moreover was the choice to be able to go back and forth, not at a whim, but as parter of a bigger plan.

There is no other place I’d rather be than right here right now.

I didn’t know

That my children would speak Italian. I never thought I would have Italian speaking children. It’s quite adorable actually. They speak English well too. Believe me, I insist ~ not all of the time, but a lot of the time.

I think the ONE most important things I have learned as an adult is the capacity to give. For some reason as a child I just felt like I wanted material objects. Maybe I felt this way in order to compensate for the attention I felt I needed but didn’t get. I don’t know.

Now I just want to give. I heard so many times the more you give the more you receive but I think I didn’t believe it. It’s true.

I learned to trust the Lord. It’s not an easy road to give in to His will. In fact, it’s quite a daily struggle but I have learned He does provide, is a loving father and has given me more than I feel I deserve. For that I am truly thankful.

Hope this post finds you lovely and in love.

Julie

Things I miss from America. ㄥ❀∨モ ♡

When in Italy things I miss from USA are:

1. My dryer sheets that make my clothes soft. I have been on a 15 year quest to educate Italain women on the advantages of using a dryer. I haven’t won. Maybe I am the loser here. I can NOT imagine raising my kids without a dryer. I remember one winter night in particular that involved one kid being ill, sorry guys, and included cleaning of two pajamas, duvet and a down comforter.

It would have taken three days to dry down comforter. I just throw it all in the dryer.

I cannot tell you how many girl friends of mine pass hours and hours ironing here. They look sharp. Don’t get me wrong. They have lined creases in their underwear. I just can’t go there. I throw everything in the dryer and fold while hot. Believe it or not, that is a strange concept in Italy. I think I can count four friends I have ever come across who use a dryer here. Otherwise, it’s line dry, wait and iron. Argh.

On the other hand, a dryer costs more and consumes electricity.

2. Peanut butter and Jelly Sandwiches I grew up on those. Here, it’s nutella. I cannot tell you how lucky my kids here are to grow up on nutella sanwiches. Where’s the nutrition? I’d call it bad parenting. But when I was young and us kids wanted a snack, it was PJ samwiches. Here now, both of my boys can whip out a nutella sandwich to keep me from actually doing any real cooking. I’ve since found peanut butter, so no worries!

OK they get fruit, vegis, pasta, cereal and meat too. I’m not that bad of a parent.

3. I miss my zip lock plastic bags. Can someone be so kind as to drop a box of sandwich size zip lock bags in the mail to me? I made a mistake at Walmarts and got the ones with twister tops. Big big mistake. I have to actually spin the sandwich before closing for freshness.

My mother in law makes TONS of food and has her freezer full. Get this. Hold on. Are you sitting down? She doesn’t have zip lock bags to freeze.

Ahh, the pain and trials of living abroad. It’s tough but someone has to do it.

4. Chocolate Chip Cookies. I do make chocolate chip cookies here only I don’t use Toll House Chocolate Chips. I use Perugina. I prefer Toll House!

That’s it. Next post, what I miss about Italy when I’m in America.

It’s your turn. Here are my questions for you. 1) Have you ever forgot something while travellng? What do you do in that case? 2) Do you use a dryer. Can you imagine a life without one? 3) If you have ever travelled abroad, what kinds of things surprised you that you could or couldn’t find? For example, I remember traveling to Mexico and seeing all the fresh fruit vendors on the beach. Now that was heaven. Forget ice cream, toss me a mango any day.

As always I value your opinion. I love your comments. Have a great day, thanks for reading.