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10 things I love about living in Italy.

You have been given everything to create love and beauty for you and everyone in your life. It's inside you and always has been.

You have been given everything to create love and beauty for you and everyone in your life. It's inside you and always has been. ♡

Yay. I found the ABSOLUTE most perfect writing moment. I finished work early. My sons are at school. My husband is at work.  Outside it is a beautiful spring day and I have just sat down to check my messages with a nice cup of hot coffee.

I was OFF coffee for about eight years actually. I just wanted to challenge myself to see if I could live without it and I did. Then I said, why? Why not. I think most things in moderation are okay. How about you?

Or do you think it’s better to go the maximum on each and every project? Hmm. Food for thought.

I should say coffee for thought. :)

My friend told me today that bad things happen in threes. Have you ever heard that? That’s AWESOME news because that will leave me with a credit for the next three years or so. It’s been one thing after the other, but I’m MOVING forward. You know what they say?

Anything that has happened before today is part of the past. And that is EXACTLY where I intend to put it. I’m good at filing.

{Past} ~ file under P. Done.

Now New

Do you guys like new things? Seriously? I want to know. I know it’s super cool when you get new shoes, new cars, new houses, new job and new boyfriends or girlfriends but the older I get I am starting to love OLD.

I like OLD habits. I like seeing my things in my closet in a certain order. I like worn in leather shoes that are comfortable. I love my 10 year old Nikes. Sure, I got new ones, but I like my old ones better.

Ahhh New and Lovely.

Friends. My friends have just been angels lately picking me up where I have left off. And my family too. Believe it or not, my students smiles have not only picked me up, they’ve added an element of surprise wonder I didn’t expect. Sometimes spending so much time in the class room I forget that I’m the teacher. Not really, I mean, I suppose I forget that 30 years have passed that I was taking notes and doing exercises and hanging out with my friends.

Always take time to smell the flowers. ♡

Reminder: Always take time to smell the flowers. ♡

When the kids come up to ask me questions about things they didn’t quite understand, sometimes I’m just mesmerized by their eyes and their perfect skin. I think to myself as I’m looking at them, I wonder if they realize how gorgeous they are? Probably not.

♡ Sometimes in order to be happy in the present moment you have to be willing to give up all hope for a better past.

♡ Sometimes in order to be happy in the present moment you have to be willing to give up all hope for a better past.

They say the problem with youth is that it is wasted on the young.

Okay to help me get a better handle on life today I’ve decided to write a post called 10 things I love about living in Italy.

So here goes something.

10. Meeting up with friends for lunch or a coffee. Okay, that has nothing to do with Italy and I think that can be said anywhere you live. I put this first because it’s one of those cherries on my ice cream of life.

9. A trip to my husband’s day spa. They say that the best things in life are free but you can give them to the birds and the bees. Have you heard that song? Well, I LOVE getting the WIFE treatment when I go to the spa. It’s literally an open door policy and they will not accept my cash.

8. My family.

7. The food. Okay, if any of you know me, you know that when I teach English I skip RIGHT over the chapters on food. That’s because I dislike talking about food. It’s personal. It’s private. It’s a HUGE part of my life. I just know that when I go to USA for holiday I pack my bags with things I find at the supermarket.

6. My commute to work. It’s half an hour of which 20 minutes is in the Italian country side. If I could I would film it because every day it is different. One day it is all colorful flowers. The next day it is barren and dirt. Another day it is snow with fog. It’s just gorgeous. It’s a two lane windy road with deep ditches on each side and curves.

5. The possibility of getting around without a car. I asked my best friend why Americans are so into cars. She said that it’s because they have a love affair with their cars. One reason I moved to Italy was because it is a system in which it is possible and quite easy to survive and thrive without a car.

4. Health Care. I had excellent health care coverage when I lived in America because I worked for Time Warner. I cannot complain. I just know that when I moved here to Italy there was something magical about knowing that you will be taken care of no matter who you were. I liked that. I still do.

3. My house.

2. Having four seasons. I crave the ocean. I crave the smell of the Pacific Ocean. I long for the soothing sound of the waves breaking. I could watch the sets come in for hours. The only thing I missed having in southern California was the four seasons. I truly enjoy each and every one of them.

1. Writing a Blog. Okay that’s not Italy either but you know what? Say I lived in southern California and I wrote a blog from there, do you think anyone would read it? I don’t know. I love this my friend RA shared with me quoting Mike Meyers, Wherever you go, there you are.

Care to share? What do you like best about the town you live in?


If I can do it, anyone can.

Lay over in London Summer 2009

These are my boys at London Heathrow on a layover.

When I told people I was taking my kids to Los Angeles for two months I was greeted as usual with the nay-sayers and head nodders. I admit, nothing motivates me more than when I tell someone I am going to do something and people look at me like I am attempting something impossible.

What’s the big deal? Buy a ticket, get on a plane, get off a plane and arrange for transportation and accommodation.

Surely I am not the only the only person who decides to spend the summer with their family.

In this picture you can see my two boys as we stopped in London for a couple of hours. We left early in the morning from our home town in Bologna, Italy, stopped in London then continued to Los Angeles. I love arriving in Los Angeles. The first thing I always notice is the smell of the ocean. I can feel it on my face too. Then I notice how the cars seem cleaner and shinier – and bigger too.

It is all an illusion.

It is all an illusion.

It was 4a.m. Italy time when we arrived and I can assure you that the time it took to get the rental car was by far the hardest part of the trip. I booked the best deal I could find on a trust worthy website with a well known car rental company. I just must have been too out of it when we got the car because I ran into trouble.

First of all, I was holding my youngest son, 5, in my arms because he was still sleeping. Secondly, EVEN THOUGH I had confirmed many times that the company would accept my rental car insurance through my credit card – the man at the desk wouldn’t release the car to me unless I bought their added insurance coverage.

At 4a.m. I would sign away anything. Remarkably I still had some wits about me. I managed to get the boys and car seats in the rental car, drive to my friends house and stay up most of the night booking a better car. I had no choice. The insurance that the man at the rental car company was trying to sell me would have eaten a big hole in my vacation budget.

All things squared thanks to friends who square us out. I still had a severe case of jet lag yet we managed to get a new car. The point I am trying to make is like the title says, If I can do it, anyone can. I am a firm believer in the power of positive thinking. Thought is things. Thinking is believing. Believing is doing.

Have a great day and thanks for reading.