Another blog

This is just do you know that I'm not going to set up another blog.

I'm happy without a blog, at the moment. 

Password

I've lost my password to access to this blog. Well, I haven't lost it but I did change it a while ago. 

I thought I was on the safe side as -from my laptop- I could open blogger without entering the password every single time. Moreover, I could -and still can- access from my iPhone.

A few days ago I opened a new google account and blogger changed the settings so it seems that I have to enter a password I don't remember in order to get access to my blog.

I'm now writing for my mobile as I don't have to write a password here.

I can't retrieve the password as they are going to send it to the email address which is my username account to access the blog!

Let me think how to deal with it and I'll get back to you soon...

Long weekend

Hi guys,

I haven't written much lately. I haven't updated the blog at all, to be honest. I've been extremely busy and -at the end of busy days- the last thing I want to do is writing... again. 

Anyway, it's a long weekend here and we're going to Val d'Ayas, Aosta Valley. Not that I'm particularly fond of mountains but we know a very nice place to stay there and I'm in the mood for walking in nature. I desperately need a couple of days with G. We need quality time together: no dog, no parents, just us. Nature is a plus for me... being allergic to big cities and having spent long days in Milano. Time for me to forget about everything -especially work- and focus on G. , nature and good food. Another benefit of the place we're going to stay is the spa. They have a small spa. I've been longing for a massage for a long time now!  

We'll be off to Val d'Ayas in a few hours and we'll be staying untile Sunday evening, I guess. 

Have a great weekend!

September

I like September because is the month of the "plans". Well, for me it's the time of the year when I start thinking about ways of getting less stressed, feeling better etc. I'm not particularly good at sticking with these kind plans except for Pilates which I'm going to start in a couple of weeks. 

This year I want to set up some sort of rules and/or habits before it's too late (read: stressed out).

1. don't check my emails before 8 a.m. (or before breakfast). I often work at home which is tricky because I tend to check emails when I get up in order to ged rid of (part) of them. This causes stress though as sometimes I wake up quite early thinking about emails or things that I have to do. This has to stop. Take this morning. I woke up and 7, it's 8:18 and I haven't checked my email yet which is usual for me. I am feeling good and I'm about to start my working day in a relaxing mood. I haven't checked twitter & haven't switched on my iphone which is even better. I'll switch everything on in 10 minutes. 
2. decide a regular habit of work. Again, working at home is difficult as there's no schedule as such. You can even have lunch while working or working after dinner, why not? Usually I don't work right before or after dinner. This is my time with G. However, I do sometimes work while having lunch IF I feel there's a need for extra work. I have to stop it, it's not even healthy.
3. ...
4. ...
5. ...

more to come...

Levanto

What a lovely place! I'll write a post about it.

Not my lucky days

After the germs, I split my lower lip! Can you believe it?
I was running after Orlando in the garden and fell down.
I am fine now but  I went to the hospital to check that everything was ok and I wish I didn't. We waited for more than 4 hours (from 9:30 until 2:00 a.m!) and when the E.R. doctor had a look at my lips said: "you waited for 4 hours, right? Good, now the cut doesn't need stitches"
"what??"
"yes, at this stage we can't sew it back together as it is healing and it's too swollen"
"??"
"It's healing already, don't worry"

If, on the one hand, it was true and I was glad about it, on the other one shouldn't be left bleeding for 4 hours in the hope that eventually the cut will heal in a place FULL of germs. Sorry but there's no other way to describe an E.R.

Anyway...these are not my lucky days ;-)

I don't dream in winter

which is probably not true. I dream but I don't remember my dreams. I've been having a lot of vivid dreams lately. Quite bizarre dreams that I tend forgetting as the day unfolds. They are "there" - in my brain, in my gut -  in the morning while I am still lying in my bed or having breakfast. Then the real obscures the illusions of the night which is a real shame as I love my dreams. I wish I had written them all down. They would have been my little secret world, something that would have belong to me only. Unfortunately, I haven't and they are lost forever.

GG. part II

Yes, I’ve seen him after what happened and, surprisingly, I did not feel anything. Perhaps because I was with G. already or perhaps because we desperately needed to make love just one time in order to know how it was.

Something strange happened last year, though. We had to meet due to the death of a former classmate (E). The circumstances were particularly difficult as we met at E’s house with his parents. Of course we were all very moved and sad but I didn’t fail to notice two things:

1) We haven’t seen each other (and haven’t heard from each other) for more than 13 years. He called me 3 times that day for stupid things like a) Hi, it’s me. I’m waiting for you all at …. Where are you? b) I’m still here.. where the hell are you? c) hi, are you going home? Ok… just asking…well, bye then. That day, speaking to a friend of mine, he said that he was surprised because I haven’t changed over the years while he has changed (which, by the way, it’s not true).

2) After that day, we planned a dinner all together. I wrote him several emails (I was in charge of the overall organization) and he never got back to me. A friend (who knows the GG’s story) offered to write him saying that he was probably too embarrassed to come to a dinner with me. She wrote him and GG. replied right away: I am sorry but I can’t. After a few months, another dinner … same thing: the answer is no via common friends, he never replies directly to me.

He doesn’t want to see me again. He doesn’t want to be in touch with me. 

…

I don’t know what to think about it, to be honest.

Any ideas?!

Reading in the dark ...

When I was younger, so much younger than today

I’ve always been super engaged with someone since the age of 15. Ok, I know “engaged” is not the right word as it involves a wedding and I am not married. I’m using this word to emphasize that my love stories have always been very serious and important (BOOORING, isn’t it?!).  At the age of 15 I met a guy 6 years older than me in Mexico. We were there on holiday and fell in love. C. lived in Milan and we dated for … 5 years. I thought he was “the one” but then I met G. at the University and changed my mind. But I’m not concerned with C. or G. here but with another G., GG.

I’ve never shared this on the blog, I think, so let me give you a bit of a background.

Why am I concerned with GG.? Because when I think of my first real love, my mind goes to GG. and not to C. who came first and with whom I shared 5 years of my teenager life.

GG. and I were classmates and best friends. He was tall, slim, nice and very funny.  He was nice but I wouldn’t say beautiful, definitely sexy though. He was a muscle boy who lived in the countryside and loved horse riding. He did have a very serious love story too but had also a crush on me. And I had a bad crush on him. We spent at least 2 years sending “bigliettini” back and forth. Namely, when mobile phones didn’t exist, we used small sheets of paper (bigliettini, in Italian) to communicate during class.

At the beginning the “bigliettini” were nothing important but one day he wrote me something like “I have to admit that I like you so much” and I blushed got quite excited about it. So, it was not just me: he liked me too. From that very moment on  the “bigliettini” took a different turn.

I like your dress

I like your body, your legs etc.

This kind of stuff.

Every single day I dressed up for him BUT I dated someone else.

Every single day he wrote me dirty things but he was engaged with S.

We are 19. We finish 5 years of high school. Let’s throw up a party at GG.’s house. A week before GG. and S. broke up but I am still with C.

Some good music is on and we start dancing. GG. dances with me, hugs me and drags me in a corner. We kiss and touch for a long time and I feel damned good. I don’t feel “guilty” at all, actually, I feel great and one week later we meet again. And then we meet again and make love in my car.

And then?

Nothing happens. The story dies after the love making thing. I liked it, he liked it but we don’t want a “story”, we were just curious about each other and we are aware that we don’t want to spend months, let alone, years together. 

What strikes me about all this is that I can’t recollect the first time I made love (it was with C.) but I remember well the one and only time I made love with GG. I also remember how much I liked him, it was quite a strong feeling.  Have I even seen him again? Yes, but I’ll leave it for another post.

Soundtrack: 

Watching yourself speaking in another language

during a public event is quite a shock.
I found a video somewhere. I didn't know it was there.

Oh my God, is SHE really ME?
She looks older, a bit nervous and ... different.

But I like her hair.
Yes, I do recognize the hair. It's me.
;-)

Have a lovely day!

Social pressure

We've come to realize that not having children it's totally fine. We are parents anyway and we're absolutely OK with it. To be candid, my poor friends who had a baby (or more than 1) are much more stressed than me and don't seem to be super happy about sleep deprivation, diapers and the overall challenges of first-time parenthood.

I am now free from the slavery of social pressure:

"What about you? No children?"
"Nope, we have Orlando and it's just fine the way it is"
"Well, if you don't have kids now ..."
"I can live without kids. We don't want to go through tests. If I get pregnant it's ok, if not it's ok either"
[....]

And the conversation dies. Sometimes it doesn't even start as they stop after the second line.

I'm not saying this because we've tried but haven't succeeded but because I am now aware of the amount of social pressure that lies behind all the pregnancy-related articles, conversations etc. After a few years I've realized that being a mom shouldn't be a social duty and, moreover, it's not what I really want. As I said, if it's going happen it's fine otherwise ... I can live without a baby but not without a dog   or without G. so... no problem.

It's so liberating to recognize that yes, I am 37 and yes, I probably have 2-3 more years and: I DON'T CARE!

Back home

I'm back from Brussels and I'm coping with email overload. I didn't check my email while I was away and it was wise of me, even though I now have to catch up. Not funny, eh?!

I had a good time in Brussels as I reconnected with many friends and I spent more energies and time socializing rather than working. I stayed in a very nice area also, this time the visit was worth it. Overall, Brussels is nothing special to me. There are lovely districts though if you can put up with the weather which is often (always?!) grey. On the bright side, chocolate is really good and there are good restaurants too.

We spent the weekend in the garden and did have fun with Orlando. I also enjoyed the sun and a delicious meal at my  mum's house (we usually have lunch with my mum & my uncle on Sundays). I was looking for a book to read and I downloaded the sneak preview of Dan Brown's Inferno. I was very skeptical about it but I changed my mind and eventually purchased it. The setting is great (Florence) and I wished to turn the page! It was hard to put it down although I am aware that it is definitely NOT a masterpiece, like all Dan Brown's books. It's hard to deny that he knows how to sell and this triggers envy from writers who struggle to "make it". The world is full of frustrated writers who hate the lucky ones ;-)  Anyway, it seems worth reading it but I've just started so I'll let you know my thoughts at the end of the book.

Made in Louise

I'm in Brussels. the weather is dreadful and it's cold BUT I'm staying in a lovely place. This family hotel is wonderful, number 1 in TripAdvisor and now I understand why. The owner is an architect who has renovated and decorated the main building. New rooms were built at the of February this year and everything looks clean and cozy. Melanie is so kind and offered me a chocolate cake & a delicious mint tea as soon as I checked in. I have to work now but the place I'm staying makes a huge difference. I'm happy to work here!

I am back/ almost random thoughts

I am very happy to announce that Lola's scrapbook is back :-)

I wrote in Italian somewhere else for a while than I got fed up with that blog. I can't tell why. Well, I know why. 

1. I don't like writing in Italian as it makes me fell more "vulnerable" and even a bit "fake". I like writing my private stuff in English;

2. I don't like being read by some people that "surveil" me through the blog. They don't want to do it but I perceive it like a monitoring and I hate it. I know (?) Lola's scrapbook readers and I really like them so I'd better stick with my blog and my lovely readers.

3. Every time I'm up for a change, 5 minutes later I miss this little virtual space.

...

So, I am back.

It's been REALLY hectic lately and it's going to be like this until the summer break. However, I'm involved in things that I like so it's ok to be busy.

Orlando turns 1 this week and we're super thrilled about it. Unluckily, I'll be on biz trip for a couple of days AND I'll leave on his birthday which is a real shame. On the bright side, S. has planned a  dog party with Orlando's mum and his brothers & sisters in June. We're going to celebrate all together and it's going to be a huge mess (8 Irish Setters, OMG). 3 weeks ago we met Fenice (Orlando's mum) and 2 sisters. You should have seen Orlando: he was all over the place and had a blast with them. He is very social and likes a lot dogs.

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Yesterday we saw La grande bellezza by Paolo Sorrentino. It's a great movie, don't miss it! One of the best movie I've ever seen.

Should get going now, buona domenica...

it's sooo good to be back

I do have another blog

check my facebook page and you'll find me.
:-)

You're not going to like this

but I do need a change.
You're familiar with an old habit of mine, namely the urge to change the url address, the need to write in my own language etc.
Well, I'm in the mood for a change today and I'm afraid to announce that the idea of another blog (either in Italian or bilingual) is what I have in my mind at the moment.

More to come...

Finding YOU

This is quite remarkable.
It made me think.
I'm still digesting it.

Early morning light