Hello dear friends and welcome to coffee! We’re having a really quick
coffee today, more like a one sip espresso standing at the bar counter Italian
style. Well, maybe we can sneak in a mini-croissant while we’re at it too…
We’ve been busy, busy, busy lately. We’ve finally spent the weekend at
the beach apartment and this afternoon we’re taking yet another trip to Ikea to
get some of the last odds and ends we kept forgetting. Our best friends from
Milan came to visit us there for the day on Saturday and it was heart-warming
as always to see our five kids (soon to be six kids) playing together since we
all met in our coupled but unmarried living la vida loca partying days.
Our nanny-less month and some is proceeding more smoothly than we had
any right to expect, thanks, in part, to a wonderful young lady that works at
the girl’s daycare who occasionally babysits for us. Last week the Husband and
I went out for sushi en tête à tête to talk about “our situation” and tomorrow
we get to not get divorced directly
at Ikea since we’re not bringing the kids with us. So, yeah, she’s a lifesaver.
Also, we realized although we love our kids to pieces we would not survive
without the occasional childfree moment or two.
Thirty seconds after this was taken she was butt starking nekkid in the water.
yeah, him too and all their friends
we even found and carried over a bench "for the pregnant lady"
In other news, the biannual (completely useless, and monumentally
annoying) time change which here in Italy happened this past weekend is totally
kicking my butt so I’ve been a walking zombie the past couple of days, both
mentally and, alas, physically, but I’m confident we’ll all be over it soon
(until October when, inexplicably, we have to do this all over again). Also,
I’ve finally succumbed to peer and internet pressure and have started reading
the Hunger Games. I gotta tell you, I probably did not pick the best emotional
state in which to begin the book as I’ve been intermittently crying every other
page. I really hope it gets better, or I may have to sue the author for the
worsening of my depression… or something.
"you wanna go in the water?" - "yeah, I kind of do..."
The Husband impersonating Lawrence of Arabia
Ok, all done, hope you don’t get too jittery from the espresso! And
don’t forget to say hi to our hostess Amy. Toodles.