Change is here. But first! Before we get into it, I want to thank each and every one of you from the bottom of my heart for supporting Surviving In Italy for these past ten years, for buying my book,…
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You know that you’re making some questionable choices when you’re unphased at a dance club on a Thursday night when a young man lifts his shirt (displaying a tattoo on his stomach that says “Lizard”) to pull a gun out…
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At twenty-seven years old, M. E. Evans had just graduated from college, twice, and still had no idea what to do with her life besides frequent strip clubs and fantasize about being a woman known for a sort of vague, unnamed success. But when her plans to become a better version of herself are derailed by the devastating loss of her brother, she moves to Italy no longer for personal growth but for self-preservation. While abroad, she finds herself with an Italian man with majestic chest hair and an impossible to win-over family.
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For years my in-laws have been harassing us about having a baby. “If you didn’t want children, why did you even get married?” They asked. So, when we found out that I was “expecting,” F was super excited to tell…
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Last year, Cocoa Laney, a photographer working towards her MFA in Florence, Italy, took a trip that took a turn for the worst: Her boyfriend broke up with her in airport security, she nearly died in Cinque Terre, Italy, she…
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Ever since college, I just kind of assumed that if I ever got married (which I never really believed that I would) that my husband would be foreign. I mostly thought he’d be British or Irish or from some other…
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So, after a turbulent three-month battle with depression and anxiety, the clouds have parted, and I’m feeling GREAT. The meditation, vitamins, therapy, and very low dose of Gabapentin have been feeling more or less back to myself. Which is annoying…
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As we speak, Francesco is lying in the backyard bleeding to death. At least, that’s what I’m imagining since I left him unsupervised with a weed-whacker. You would think that his life calling was to be in lawn care. I’ve yet…
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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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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…