Which would you prefer: a wild, turbulent life filled with joy, sorrow, passion, and adventure–intoxicating successes and stunning setbacks; or a contented bordering on happy, secure, predictable life surrounded by friends and family without such wide swings of fortune and mood? How about both? I lived an adventurous, passionate life filled with joy and passion … Continue reading
This is how it works: Cee posts 4 questions every week, we answer and share by linking to her blog That’s it!. 1. How old would you be if you didn’t know how old you are? Most of the time “I’m” 22, less than half my actual age, (until I catch a glimpse of my … Continue reading
I attended elementary school a long time ago. In my hometown in Italy. Back then girls had to wear a white smock and boys a black one. I am the one with braids in this photo [first grade class]. Amazingly I actually remember all the first and last names of my elementary school mates. Maybe … Continue reading
I took this photo in Malibu when I went to California to visit my daughter. “….I’d be safe and warm If I was in L.A. California dreamin On such a winters day…” Thursday Theme Song
The Easter bunny was not part of my Easter family celebration when I was little. I grew up in Italy. Easter in Italian is “Pasqua”, and it is the second most important religious holiday after Christmas. Of course, because Italy is such an overwhelmingly Catholic country, the holiday is all about the remembrance of the passion of Christ. … Continue reading
One of my favorite toys [beside my wheeled toys blogged here] was definitely a doll named Susanna. Made in the 60’s by an Italian doll making company, Furga, Susanna had 3 sisters: Simona, Sylvie and Sheila.Here is a cool advertisement of the dolls: a-la-Charlie’s Angels-mode I assume they were made after the Barbie doll was … Continue reading
In Italy people like to decorate their homes for Christmas just like here in the USA, even though a nativity scene is probably the most important piece displayed. Not everybody decorates trees, as it is commonly known to be a pagan custom [we are talking about a Catholic country here 🙂 ]. I have seen … Continue reading
When I was 13 or 14 years old, my dad gave me a bottle of Miss Dior by Christian Dior perfume as a gift.I liked everything about that gift: the box, the fact I had to struggle to tear the cellophane wrapping, the shape of the bottle, the black and white checkered label, the scent, … Continue reading
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