Being married is fucking hard you guys. One moment I’m remembering our wedding day (all three of them) and I love him so much I could just choke on how cheesy and lame I am. Other moments I catch myself…
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Watching The Walking Dead With Francesco. Me: “What would you do if I turned into a zombie?” F: “I would put you in a room and feed you other humans.”True love, my friends. The Walking Dead:He Loves me, He loves me A…
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When size matters: Coffee Culture In Italy is a column I wrote a while back for a newspaper in Florence. This piece covers the difference in coffee consumption in the US versus Italy. Since I love covering cultural differences it…
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expat life
Leaving The Table Is Like Announcing That You’ve Eaten A Neighborhood Child
February 12, 2013It’s no secret that my in-laws do not like me. Why? I have no idea. I mean, I know I’m weird, but they hated me way before they had a chance to get to know me. Given the way that…
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stories
Other People’s Standards or I Know This Sounds Predjudice Or Don’t Tell Jersey Shore
November 22, 2012My mother told me that the first time I tried to run away I was nine months old. How can a baby run away at nine months old you might ask? Apparently I was like one of those babies in horror movies. The creepy ones that walk and talk and then attack someones face.