Wednesday, February 24

Lovin' Life

And how could anyone in Rome not be? The weather is beautiful, the classes engaging, the friends (from home and school) supportive and awesome. Yes, life is very very good. I started out this morning with my typical bowl of cornflakes while checking my morning email. Then it was off to my third Tribes of Rome class. The tram I usually take (that gets me about halfway to school) was so full this morning that no one could crowd on. Instead of waiting for another I power walked, by the time I got to the giant staircase my heart was going at a pretty good rate, but I made it to class on time :) I really like the professor for my Tribes of Rome class, he's the type that really knows his subject backward and forward, and it will never be less than fascinating for him. It makes for a great learning environment, also he's pretty humorous. He told us a story today about how in Denmark (where he's from) mothers leave their babies in bassinets outside to sleep during the afternoon, while they go back up to their apartments. Which shocked all of us. Learning about different cultures is definitely broadening my horizons. After class I walked home to make lunch, checked emails again, talked to Casey for a bit, and decided to take a nap, the first one I've taken since I arrived. I opened the window and napped for half an hour before waking up to prep for my second class. Did I mention it was beautiful outside again, because it was. Art Gallery Management was really good today, we discussed readings, and I there was a really good discussion that I had a lot to contribute to, it was a really great day for classes in general. After class I hung out at the university until my cooking class started. I checked my mail and got an awesome letter from my awesome cousin Casey Cordes :)
It had an old lady on the front who was holding up a pair of enormous Grannie panties, and it said, "these are the ones I'm going to throw at Justin Timberlake" It very much made my day. I then walked to the cooking lesson, in the pouring rain, I was pretty unprepared as it was seventy when I left for class. The cooking lesson was very awesome, and I'm definitely being very adventurous with what I'm putting in my mouth. First we made the lasagna, a vegetarian type, made with pesto, and a cheese butter and cream sauce. After that we made the tiramisu. Then we started eating. First course was salad...I don't eat salad, I've tried, I can't do it. I am happy to report that I ate an entire plate of salad, without making faces like it was poison :) I was extremely impressed with myself. Then we had bread with a paste made from black olives, it was amazingly delicious, at home I'll eat a whole can of black olives when we're having tacos if mom doesn't watch me :) next it was time for the lasagna, it's much flatter than American lasagna, and it was very tasty, the noodles were still too big, but I genuinely enjoyed it. Dessert followed soon after, I can officially say I am not a fan of tiramisu, I'm just not a coffee drinker, and I think you might have to be to really appreciate it. I ate it anyway, the cream parts were very good, I'm thinking I could make it, and dip the lady fingers into hot chocolate instead of coffee and I would like it much better that way. I'm thinking while stu's here we could make the lasagna together, sounds like fun to me. I've done a whole lot of nothing since coming back home, and I don't have class until three forty tomorrow, I have a quiz in Italian over grammar, which should be much easier than the culture quiz. Also I received an email about the literary journal on campus, and I'm going to submit some of my art work to it, sixteen pieces to be exact :) I'm excited to see if any of them will be published. Have a great day everybody !!
P.s. here's a random picture of what's keeping us all connected :)

2 comments:

  1. economical cornflakes mind you, and I'm also pretty sure it has to come on the computer for it to be an email. I think the ancients call the kind that comes in the mailbox a latter...leiter...lintle..no.....LETTER! That's it, letter. It's called a letter.

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  2. I definitely heard about the Denmark thing while watching Oprah this January. They also don't really get married, they just live with their significant other and have kids, and they're houses are smaller. I could go on, but I'll stop....Your blogs make me laugh, I like it :)

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