life in italy

This isn’t a real post. I just want to let you know that everything I write here is an honest depiction of my experience. Some good, some bad, some funny, such as life. If you are offended by M.E., don’t…

  Francesco received his Greencard on July 3rd 2013 and now he’s obnoxiously embracing American culture. He’s trying to give himself a fancy new “American” name. So far he seems set on Franky I.S. for Franky Italian Stallion because he…

My husband absolutely loves Italian “oldies.” In fact, he’s probably listened to this particular song no less than one-thousand times. I’ve never really listened to the lyrics but today for some reason I decided to look the song up. I…

My apartment is located outside of the center in a little gated community near Campo Di Marte. We moved here because it’s “nice and quiet.” Bullshit! We’re sandwiched right between crazy and some opera-singing-asshole upstairs. Our landlord downstairs is going…