Well, I’m officially 25 years old as of the ninth. This is the first birthday I’ve celebrated in a foreign country. Kind of a quiet year since I celebrated Christmas and New Year in a big way. I unpacked from our almost month-long vacation, mopped the floor and had dinner at a restaunt whose name translates to “Three Wheels” in English with Luca and his parents.
Here are my latest Hot Shots from a trip to the sea around Thanksgiving this year. There was no turkey dinner involved, but it was a lot of fun!
Happy Holidays Everyone! I’m uploading new pictures this week. Here are some old ones from when I made the voyage to Upstate New York this summer for Sarah’s wedding.
Okay, sooo far behind on my “daily” entries. I’m going to start at the beginning and work my way up chronologically. So, the week before I moved to Italy was filled with reunions and final get togethers. (In other words, I was partying a lot…). One such reunion involved long lost High School friends. We went out on the town in Batavia, where Julia Johanson was house sitting for the week. (Jules and I always had a lot in common in high school and it turns out we still both love to write and take take pictures, and even share a particular attitude towards dating in your twenties!) Sarah and Ryan, whose wedding I’m going home for in June, were also there that night–a fun time was had by all!
Later that week…okay actually the next day…was Saint Patrick’s Day! We (the cottage crew) met up in Buffalo for some holiday cheer and to get in our annual dose of green attire.
Ground control to Major Tom. Less than two weeks until departure. Commence with packing, race is on. If you haven’t checked out Toothsome lately, you’d better do so.
I’ve been working a lot the last couple of weeks–reworking the dessert menu at the Rio. Getting home late and going for short jogs with the dog. It’s very cool outside in LeRoy right now. We have sooo much snow, and between the plows and people shoveling, the snow’s in drifts of six feet in some places! Hotness. I love it, and don’t even mind having to clean the driveway and front steps every morning. It’s so brisk and refreshing outside. When Minnie and I cruise the town around midnight, there’s nobody awake. I feel this is the optimal time to enjoy a new snowfall–before everyone else messes it up with footprints. The snow silences everything–even the traffic on Main Street! (And at twelve o’clock on weeknights, let me tell you, LeRoy is bustling with traffic). The thing I love the best aobut this winter is that if you walk for a while your cheeks get so cold that snowflakes landing on your nose don’t even melt! It’s sparkly and magical. Minnie and I feel like snow princesses.
But that snow princess glow is gone in the morning when it’s time to get in the shower. Oh Lord, that’s the worst (okay, okay I can think of several things that are eight million times worse than standing naked on an ice-cold tile floor waiting for the water to heat up, but I think you’ll agree that early morning frigidity is not a great feeling).
I’m going to make a big fat snow angel tomorrow.
During the midnight walk, not the morning shower…
Oh, yes! I’m on the road to stardom now!