Don't Date the Locals

Two of some of my favorite people from Italy;
Valentina and Mirco

Adam decided to be funny tonight and humor us all with a joke, at my expense. It was probably the most hilarious thing I've ever heard him say, so I'm considering not holding it against him, but don't bet on it. Well truthfully, I would never hold it against him. I did laugh so hard that I cried, and blushed till my face felt like it was on fire though. We were playing the game of Things and the card said "things you shouldn't do while on vacation". Someone put "date the locals", and Adam thought that it was me, and when I said it wasn't, he said, "I thought it was her since she's already done that." My   jaw drops and I'm in complete shock that he would ever come up with something like that, then my face turns bright red and I start laughing so hard that I'm crying. It was hilarious. Just for clarification, I did not date the locals. I simply got proposed to by one of them, that's all. His name is Mirco and he is Italian. I made the mistake of telling everyone about it, and every once in a while, Adam, or Brian, or Geoffery like to bring it up. It's my own fault, and it cracks me up every time, so at least I get some laughs out of it all too. 

Thinking of

Being away from home has caused me to start thinking. "What's wrong?...You're not singing...oh, i'm not, I was thinking...Thinking?" Thinking about people back home. My younger days, not that I've been gone long...I'm probably still in them. I see people on campus that remind me of someone else all the time. To name a few....Alex, Carlotta, David, Lyle. I actually got really excited when I thought I saw Carlotta, but then realized it wasn't her because she is 5605.186 miles away, exactly. Well then I got really sad, wanting to cry. But we Skype, so that makes life better. 




It's sad that I sometimes can't see how good something is until it's gone. I wish somehow I could change my perspective when I'm in the moment, see how good life really is before it changes. I'm thankful my dad knows how to do that, and always reminds me to see the good in life. If it's difficult, I just need to remind myself that I must be growing. Enjoy today, I am lucky, I'm here right now. Look to the future, but enjoy every moment in the present. 

"I would live here with the pictures still up"

Brownies and Popcorn. Sunday tradition at home. Dad makes the most delicious popcorn. It tastes way better than any store bought microwavable bag. That, and Ghirardelli brownies. 

It's reassuring that there is always something to depend on in the world when I get on the computer. Pretty much every time. Skype. One or the other is online, and the little orange box pops up letting me know who it is. Within 3-5 minutes, the other is online as well. Just something to depend on. I like it, even if they don't know it. 


Tate.  I love that little boy with my whole heart times infinity. Can't get enough of him. His name means cheerful, and that is exactly what he is. Sometimes he just starts laughing. There is nothing really funny around him, but he keeps laughing because he likes to hear himself laugh, I'm sure of it, and that's okay because everyone else starts laughing too. What a doll. 

English Grammar for Students of Italian

Happiness on a stick  aka  Corndog

Dance. Last night Cassie, Laura and I had a dance party in their room. We were chatting in the kitchen and turned off the lights so we could see the snow falling, then I started singing a song that came into my head. I don't even remember the song now, but we went into their room and listened to it. I want to go sledding. There is finally snow on the ground. Falling snow is a miracle in my eyes. It makes me happy. I wish I could tap dance. I hate house hunting. I never know what to write on my blog. This is hard. I'm quitting for now.