Gucci Blue & a Resort Called Home…

August 23, 2011

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Dearest Sardinia, This gorgeous place must be named the 8th wonder of the world! The beauty is beyond anything that I have imagined…my mother says it is the “playground for the rich” and I think that she is correct. The water is clear at the beach and when we arrived via “nave” (ship…HUGE ship with three stories […]

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Horsing Around is NOT Easy…!

August 16, 2011

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Dear Horse-Riding, I have not been on a horse in over 10 years…I think that I was maybe 9 years old the one and only time before today! My giant horse’s name was something like “Vizeer” I have no idea what it means or how to spell it but that is the best written way […]

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Liver Damage & Pulling an Emergency Break…

August 14, 2011

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Dear “Couchside”, I was very much dedicated to the couch and TV when I went home to Rome for a few days! I was like a wild nocturnal animal ready to party all night but come daytime? Couch, bed, kitchen, couch and laptop…I succeeded in many things and also failed just as many. Possible more […]

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Layers of Underwear & I Love…

August 9, 2011

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Dear 7 Kilometers, This is how much that we walked today through the woods! There is a path that we follow but that is a pretty good distance for the kids . 4.35 miles we accomplished today…not bad at all. I love to be outside and anything active makes me happy. It is so gorgeous […]

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Queen Beds and Queen Bees

August 7, 2011

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Dear Cappotto, This is the word that I learned last weekend but couldn’t remember how to spell it or exactly what it meant! Cappotto means “overcoat” and when used during any game or match it is pretty much telling someone to “put on their jacket and go HOME!” When playing any game and one team has […]

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Black-capped Mountains & a White Honda Motorbike

August 4, 2011

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Dear Pepe, That’s Italian for “pepper.” Pepe nero…black pepper please. Every time I see the written word I always think of Pepe Le Pew…always chasing after Penelope..trying to kiss on her and love her up and says things like, “I am ze locksmith of love, no?!”  The boys are on a little bit of a pepper kick […]

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Separation Anxiety

August 3, 2011

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Dear Liver, Please don’t say LIVER! It was liver…right as I took my first bite of the mystery meat. The texture is just all wrong… I don’t think that I will ever like liver…not even in Italy. But I will try everything at least once (usually twice: to make sure that I like it!)  I know […]

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