When I first moved abroad I was going to school and it was one of the best experiences of my life. That wuickly turned sour once I began dating an Italian man and began working and living in Italy as…
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Francesco recently tried to learn American slang. Male Friend: Hey remember when your husband, the sexy Italian, took me on a date? Me: Yeah MF: And we went to Sundance. Me: Yeah. MF: That was fun. Me: Francesco said that…
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Ah, the holidays in December, the wonderful time of year when you accidentally jam your mother-in-law’s head in a hair dryer, that lovely month where your mom gives you a framed family picture that she’s photoshopped your dead brother…
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Mount Etna Explodes In Sicily. : Am I the only person who thinks of a really mad old woman throwing a tantrum here? Anyway, Etna is pissed, she exploded into awesome badassery and caused an epic dust-thunder storm. Etna is the…
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Baby, It’s Cold Outside. And Inside. I’m Basically Dying Of Hypothermia In Florence, Italy Let’s start this winter post about Italy with a short apology: I’ve been sort of absent lately. Not because I want to be but because Francesco…
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It’s not every day that your husband sends you an article that makes you question whether or not humans should be wiped from the face of the planet. It’s mostly every other day, and especially a few days ago when…
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I read an article in a popular British magazine the other day. It was about a girl who had been on holiday for three years. They mean holiday as in, she had quit her draining 9-5 job and decided to…
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Three years ago I married a badass Italian man in freezing cold Park City with my family and friends and Francesco’s awesome friends who flew in from all over the world (6 months later we married again in Italy). Our…
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Most of you know that Francesco and I have been together for a minute. We’ve been together for six years and married for three years, tomorrow. WOO-HOO! Three years and I haven’t stabbed him, guys, this shit is cake! Totally…