I’ve become a woman who goes to Italy for a quick week in February. I’m not really sure quite how that happened, but I’m very much enjoying, and appreciating, the fact that somehow this is my life. As my departure date grows closer, I find myself increasingly giddy at the thought of being in Italy … Continue reading Rome, if I want to
Category: Italy
Where we are
The past few months have seen me rapidly cycling through musical obsessions. It began with Harry Nilsson, then moved to the Beatles followed by Nick Drake. Recently, in a surprising and refreshingly contemporary twist, I’ve jumped in deep to a band that actually continues to produce new music, The Lumineers. I’ve seen this band live … Continue reading Where we are
Vacation dating
Next month I’m heading Rome for a much needed change of scenery and a visit with a friend. Because there have been so many aborted get away attempts in the past couple of pandemic years,* I’m trying to rein in my excitement about the trip, but I’m optimistic it just might happen. While my mind can’t … Continue reading Vacation dating
Buying happiness
I’ve got news for you...despite what you may have heard, money can, in fact, buy happiness. At least for me it can when it comes in the form of travel reservations. In the last couple of months I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about what makes me happy and what I’ve concluded is this … Continue reading Buying happiness
My first focaccia
Twenty-five years ago I went to Italy for the first time. It was my honeymoon and we intended to spend a couple of days in the Lake Como area as part of our five week trip. We were about 2 weeks into our vacation, having already visited rainy Ireland and soggy Germany, when we drove … Continue reading My first focaccia
Making connections
Until recently, I didn’t realize that one of the things that makes me happiest, is making connections. I like when things come together and add up. It feels good. Prior to having this epiphany, I hadn’t really considered the thread of connections I’ve experienced over the years. Below are a couple of recent ones which … Continue reading Making connections
Sometimes running makes me cry
The other afternoon I hit the hills for a hike/run. The sun was warm and I was comfortable in a tank top and capri length pants - a treat to someone who has been layering up in UnderArmour for the past couple of months. I made it up the first long, steep hill without pause, … Continue reading Sometimes running makes me cry



