We started off with a mild amount of events planned but as friday came and went we seemed to be somewhat full of activities. According to my dad, "[I] always need an activity" to keep me occupied :-)
My uncle from Arizona who has three boys (6, 11, and 13) all adopted from Russia came for a visit. The first part of his visit to Dallas to see my aunt, uncle, and cousins started off with a rocky start due to hyper active children so we were a bit nervous to say the least. But when they got here everything went off without a hitch and we enjoyed everyone's company.
The two oldest loved hanging out with Alex.....playing basketball, video games, and goofing around, they really seemed to look up to him. They left this morning....and are driving back to AZ as I type, yuck, I think it's something like a 16-18 hour drive.
Also yesterday we were able to meet up with a friend that we get to see a lot of since she lives about 5 minutes from the apartment and were also able to see an old friend from my highschool. We all met at Chuy's, our fav Tex-mex in Austin and then came back to our place for some good conversation...Saci was definitely showing off :-)
Today the weather was amazing for the third day in a row so we took advantage and went for a long hike in our normal spot off of Old Spicewood and our now back relaxing, doing laundry, and will head out later to a friend's house for some authentic Indian....sweet!
Italy is just about month away and I've been telling people lately that I have a weird feeling about it now. Not a feeling that something bad will happen, just that we've been planning and talking about it SOOO much the past year and it just feels like it's not going to happen. Just something that we talk about it but keeps getting pushed off. I almost prefer to not even talk about it...because the anticipation is KILLING me. I often shy away from Italy-based conversations lately as I'm sick of saying/hearing the same words. I'm ready for the "action" part of this scenario and I'm sick of the daydreaming/planning part. Just get me there!
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I have that same weird feeling, too - though I'm in a weird state of denial that involves feeling like for some reason, I'm just NOT going to be in Italy a month or so from now. It was the same thing when I was getting ready to go to SACI. Like somehow I've fooled myself this far, but when I wake up on April 20th, I won't actually be going anywhere... Like some giant hand of fate is going to push me off the Vespa of happiness.
But I dare the HoF (Hand of Fate) to push me off Green Lightning. Especially with you at the wheel... aka handlebars. We shall say "CIAO!" to HoF and ride off to catch up with SGM.
well, i hate both of you. you ARE going and i am poor. so stop all your whining.
...i don't really hate you. i'm sorry i said that. can i still live in the taco bell villa?
oh and in case i haven't mentioned it before, i expect no less than EIGHT THOUSAND pictures to be sent to me upon your return.
eight thousand.
is it just me or does "CIAO" when spelt in all caps appear to be mispelled. it must be the gringo in me.
atown: we are so twinz
maluso: you can still live in the taco bell villa, who else would do the dishes. and i'll try my darndest to take at least 8,000 photos. you'll have to go to the flickr account i create though.
get a blog loser......right now!!!!!!
PL: I know.
Maluso: Yeah. What she said. Seriously.
please, like i have time to blog...if i did that, when would i read go fug yourself? or stare longingly out the window wishing i were at home taking a nap with oscar? that's a task that cannot be put off.
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