the silence of the lambs

today is easter! this word has many nice meanings to me. besides the catholic one (that - shame on me - i do not really care about, even though i live in rome), to me it means 3-4 days off from work, relax, spring climate, chocolate eggs, an occasion to take some trip or to stay with my family. in the end, 4 lovely and much needed days, at the very right time of the year.

this year i was at lunch with mum/dad/granny, and i could not stop thinking and discussing the recurring easter issue i have, maybe the only unpleasant thingy about the whole story: the tradition to eat lamb! damn it! i so hate it! of course my familiy is all against it, but unfortunately it is not the same for the most of italians. the waiter at the restaurant mentioned at least 5 different courses with lamb!!

i am not a vegetarian, i eat both meat and fish, but i do not eat babies, and i do not eat any living creature which i am sure is killed in a cruel way (like lobster, for example - do you know they are boiled alive???).

i mean, do you have an idea of how many poor little innocent trusting lambs are killed each year for easter? because it's a tradition... it's disgusting.
do we need meat? dunno. there are many vegan people who happily and healthily without. what's sure though, is we do not need babies meat for any other reason than to delight our taste. and it's a damns shame!

i am sorry for my vent, but i think any way to share a bit what's happening here is worth.

aww... and i forgot... happy easter to you all.

home sweet home

my dear friends, i have time to do NOTHING, since i started to work for... let's call it The-Company. i am here now only to wave, shouting "hey, i'm here! i'm alive!".

everything is fine, no major news, so...
...stay tuned. because from now on, i have in plan to get back in control of my so-called work-life balance. damn it!

king regards :P

so close but we never meet

i am fed up by all the christmas traditional food i was having these days.
but this is not the point of my post. what i wanna talk about is relatives.

i am sure this is something that happens to many people... when it's christmas, you spend time with persons you meet once a year only, only in such an occasion. in my case, those persons happen to be very close relatives, my mum's and dad's brothers and sisters for example, my cousins, and so so on. and i must thank christmas, because if it was not for it, i would never meet them, even though i love them and even though we live in the same city.

it's weird, isn't it? how busy and lazy we often are... our days and agendas always so filled that we never find time to be with the closest member of our families if not for some recurrence.

the mama's girl

since i moved out and i am on my own, i feel a renewed pleasure in meeting my parents, spending the afternoon shopping with my mum, having her on visit for a cup of coffee.
with mum an dad is more quality time than forced time now.

i wonder: am i a mama's girl? or is it only i am italian?

lately

long time i do not write. but from today, i hope, i'll be back in touch.
what absorbed so many energies from me during the last 2 months has been mainly my new job. and everything that is in any way related to it, for example the fact i spend at least 2 hrs commuting every day (that is, believe me, e-x-h-a-u-s-t-i-n-g).
so... what's new.
working in the finance function of an american huge multinational company. it's amazing! i like it, i have fun, i spend long tiring and quite often stressful days in there, but, in the end, there's nothing i can do, i really like it.
my life in my little cozy 8th floor apartment. adorable. it sometimes looks like being in a love nest. and i feel it "more mine" than the apartment i have been living in last year. aww, and i forgot! there's a new flatmate since a month ago: a red princess, purring all the time, called camilla. i felt too bad for my other kitty, the black one, who was alone all day long, so i decided there had to be 2 of them. and here we are. they perfectly get along, play and cuddle all the time.
i noticed i also became very lazy lately. i am too tired to cook, too tired to go out partying, i rather stay at home and watch a good movie. it should be the combined effect of winter, hrs spent driving in the traffic every day, ad yes, maybe getting older and wiser too.
anyway, i'll be back very soon, to tell you more.

moving in, moving out

dad's moving in with mum at the end of september. yeah, that's weird! after 15 years separated one from each other they decided to get back togheter. i am not going into details about why they are doing it, because it's their business afterall, and i do not feel allowed to go public about someone else's business here. what i think, though, is that hard times are gonna come. to me, their motivations do not seem strong enough to make it work for longer than few months of incompatibility. indeed the general feeling i can smell at mum's place is like "help! space invaders are coming!". not only mum gives signs about her concerns in such way, but the cat too seems nervous, and in a way i share the same weird sensation with them.
what can i say... time will tell. i am afraid, but i hope for the best.
when they separated i was few older than a child, and i remember how much suffering it brought to me. i think it affected my own perspective on love life. i grew up into a skeptical-cautios-but-family-dreamer one.

what else is new?
dad's moving in... i am moving out! new apartment by the end of october! where i am now my one-year rent ends, and i have been lucky enough to happen to have a friend who has to rent her cute last floor flat. right now. again another sign things started to go into the right direction. yessssssssss!!!!!
i'll tell you more about it next days anyway. now i am too busy having fun with ikea website and google sketchup.

who said black cats bring bad luck?

i mentioned i have a new flatmate since i am back from vacations. his name is telemaco, he is four months old, all black (except for two white hairs on one of his sides), has got sweet wonderful yellow eyes (oh god! the way he sometimes look at you can make you melt right away), and loves to play and cuddle all around. for whom did not read previous posts, or if it was not obvious enough, telemaco is my new kitty!

this pic was stolen while we were browsing websites in a cozy home friday afternoon. i don't remember if i was kissing him, smelling him, or both :o)

anyway. his story is long and complicated. trying to make it short, he's been abandoned in the camping in isola del giglio where i spent the last days of my vacations (how can that be people sometimes are so cruel?), found two guardian angels in my boyfriend and in me, who were protecting him against two adults cats who used to hunt, scratch and bite him, days and nights.

i did not take him with me when i left, saying to myself that it would have been the best option if a loving family would have taken him with them. if it were destiny, if nobody would have taken him away in few weeks, i would have come back for him and rescued him. i was already missing him so much on the way back, when i got a phone call. it was from a lady at the camping. kitty had a crash, and there were no vets in the island nor anywhere near it. so, that was it. i literally run back, my heart hummering, waiting for him at the ferry so excited and nervous as i could wait for the love of my life after a long while apart from him. and i was so damn happy 'cause finally, finally, destiny was giving me a sign, like "hey, i am here, i did not left you, ok?".

i took telemaco who peacefully watched me driving all the way down to rome, we went to vet's hospital and fixed him (and he is almost fixed now, good!).

now he hangs around in my apartment, and of course it takes a bit of effort to manage everything: him, work, a couple of times per week i go to sleep at mum's to stay with and check on mosè (the other 16 yrs old cat, the other love of my life), my social life and all the rest. but my boyfriend is really helping me. he seems to love him as much as i do.

and all the effort is welcome indeed. telemaco is playful, lovely, and brought a new joy into my life. and since i have him around, i have to admit, things started to change, in a positive way. after a long black period, it's as he's bringing me luck. so who said black cats bring bad luck must be really a fool.