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Our First week…

Ironically, you would think I would have started the new year off much better.  You know, blogging immediately–right out of the shoot.  Honestly, with a 6 hour time change, my husband’s bag getting stolen at the airport (complete with his work laptop and iPad) and then multiple Internet connectivity issues, my writing fell far down the list.  I did, however, do my best to keep in touch using Facebook and Twitter to let those at home know we were alive and safe.

At this time, we are living in a hotel.  Oh it may sound glamourous, but try putting a four year old to bed in one room and then hoping to watch Dexter slice people up as you are huddled in a corner together.  Our son has been on to us, and demands that we sleep when he sleeps.  Although, his favorite activity, as of late, is taking a bath in the gigantic tub we have here in the hotel.  I am so thankful for that.  He demands a bath at least twice a day.  And who said boys were dirty?  Well, he still freaks out when you wash his hair, so he’s not completely perfect.

Another thing we have enjoying is the large park called, the Villa Borghese.  Honestly, these Medici people that “donated” this park to the city of Rome were definitely sitting on a large wad of cash.  This place is like Rome’s Central Park for crying out loud.  They also have a museum in which Renaissance painters came in and painted portaits of their daughters, many years ago.  Because people do that.  I just can’t imagine sitting there the whole time.  How long does that take?  Did Carvaggio sketch it out and then just do a few call backs or were they sitting for days?  I will have to wait until I am able to go on a tour sans Mike.  He’s just not an art guy.  Ahh, whatev.  At least I know he’s not looking to get my portrait painted any time soon.

But, have I mentioned the eating?  Yes, the eating.  I swear the eating.  Carbs that would make Jillian Michaels slap me silly.  The good thing is that we walk EVERYWHERE.  At least I have that going for me.  However, I still feel like a tub of complete goo.  I’ve being trying to be good and exercise at the gym here at the hotel or use the park.  I just hope I do not end up like that woman from Eat, Pray, Love.  Not sure how many pant sizes she went up when she lived in Italy, but I am seriously not signing up for that activity.

Okay, that’s it for now.  Taking myself to the Villa Borghese as Mike has the 4yo…

Ciao.

Nancy O'Mara - Enjoyed your first blog from Roma…..love your style!!!!

Chris Haas Daly - This seems like such an awesome experience- I’m jealous! I can’t wait to read more about your time abroad. Tell us everything so we can live vicariously through you!

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