Six Weeks Later

So it has been six weeks since I left Italy and I still haven't written anything, so I figured it's about time I did.  I've attempted several times, but just couldn't think of what to say.  Allora, I will write a list because that's what I do best.  

I was sad to go and happy to be leaving.

I didn't improve my Italian skills enough.

Baby-sitting Tori was one of my favorite things about being there.  

Fiats are awesome.

I need to move out of America for an extended period of time.

I prefer life without a microwave.

I never want to go four months with out theatre again.

Brandon is an even better boyfriend then I thought, and I already had a high opinion of him.

Hazelnut and Pistachio are my favorite gelati.

Nothing depressed me more than life without my cat.

Apparently, the two movies I can't live without are The Big Lebowski and The AristoCats.

I never cooked better food than when I was in Italy.

I'm so much more antisocial then I like to pretend.

Drunk Sunday was one of the highlights of time abroad.

The only thing better then The Fresh Prince theme song is the Italian version.  

I love kebabs and falafels, even if I can't spell them.

I am like 2 steps away from being a cat lady.

Now that I've done this I can start posting new things.  It just didn't feel right before.