
Fair warning, this post is entirely mundane It rained yesterday (for about a millisecond) and it is currently misting and gray and I love it. We have had nothing but sunshine and 80+ degree days for the longest time and I have to admit: I’m over it. It’s a terrible thing to say; to complain…Keep…
Last weekend, the family headed to Santa Cruz for a quick beach getaway and it couldn’t have come at a better time. After a productive (read: busy) week of work, it was such a treat to head out of town with Dave and my mom on Friday afternoon and disconnect for a few days. My…Keep…
One of the (many) things that fascinates me— a California girl living elsewhere— is the summer rain, and by extension, thunderstorms. The past two nights have been quite the adventure for me. We’ve had some overcast days, even with temps in the low 80s. Eventually, the sky gets ominously dark and the rumble of thunder…Keep…
No sooner than I post a rant about the rainy weather, then we wake up to a gorgeous day. It’s a miracle. One that clearly called for me being outside…so I ventured outside the city walls (literally) to walk around the neighborhood and snap a few photos (two, really, because I didn’t want to seem…Keep…
Non mi piace la pioggia! Know what that means? It means ‘I don’t like the rain’… I didn’t even have to look it up. I know that phrase by heart. I know the weather is a lame post topic, but seriously. It has been SO gray and rainy here. Late last week, Dave and I…Keep…
I hear California is entering official drought status. Meanwhile, here in Udine… So I turned 31 this week and Udine celebrated the occasion with buckets of rain…like sheets of it. I even tried to take a photo of these torrential downpours but the rain was so solid, that it was hard to see individual drops—…Keep…
I don’t know where to begin. Dave and I were watching a Louis C.K. standup routine about how he was so old, he would need a thorough explanation as to why he should get up from a chair because when you get old, you really like sitting. We were laughing. I was televiserphonernetting, with my…Keep…
Summer is my favorite time of the year. I love warm weather– if I can be by a pool. If not, this isn’t a bad either. My caterer is awesome, btw.
Nothing says summer like the aroma of my sunless tanning lotion so that my white legs don’t offend as I expose unwitting parties to them when the temperature climbs. You’re welcome.