Pancake Day!

Ever wonder what I do for work? What must I do to live in such beautiful country. Well here is a peak of just and ordinary day.

 

Ok, let's get serious. I live in the land that has the pope. Guided by religion. It takes two years to get a divorce. So, I have decided to participate in a religious tradition. Lent. This is the forty days before Easter, in which you give up something. Better yourself.

 

Now usually, what is given up is food. But I am already vegan, and cannot cut out much more. I need the fruits and veggies. So I have decided to give up a combo of activities. One: Excuses. I shall not make excuses for myself, and my laziness. If I really want to learn Italian, if I want to communicate with my boyfriend, family, and friends in their native language, I must study.

 

Two: Sleeping in. My o my how Italy's Mediterranean  lifestyle has ruined me of this. I was speaking to my friend, Elenor, about this. Yes, It is Italy that does this. She is Welsh...from Wales. And in Wales, she does not sleep in. I am American...from America. In America I do not do this.  I remember well, when I first moved here, I would wake at 6:30 every morning for a run. Oh, how I felt the days were long, and filled with more than work. So again, I must wake up. Not at 6:30, let's not fool ourselves, but at 7....30. Better.

 

 

So with all this extra time, I should be able to study Italian like crazy. We will see. Happy Pancake Day. And good luck with you Lent! (...does that sound like a dryer problem?)