When somebody asks “How are you?” my usual response is “Tired”. And that’s been my usual response for as long as I can remember. How did I get to this state? Let us review my typical day: 6:45 wake up, wake Rossella, turn on my computer, take a shower. 7:00 if it’s Monday or Friday… Continue reading A Woman’s Work…
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Shotgun Wedding
May 28th will be the 17th anniversary of the day Enrico and I had our party wedding. We had been legally married – for health insurance purposes – since that January, and I had moved to New Haven and started living with him around March, in an apartment just for us furnished with hand-me-downs from… Continue reading Shotgun Wedding
Shotgun Wedding 1: Tanzania Surprise
In January Enrico and I had one of our 15th anniversaries. May 28th was our other anniversary, the one we more often celebrate. Confused yet? Let me explain. As I recounted in that earlier story, in the spring of 1988 we had decided that we should get married. We didn’t actually tell anybody about this… Continue reading Shotgun Wedding 1: Tanzania Surprise
Shotgun Wedding 4: Justice of the Peace
I took a charter flight to Rome, full of Italians who had been on safari vacations in Tanzania and Kenya. I loved flying over Africa, looking down on the Sahara, a vast expanse of sand with some mysterious geographical features that I couldn’t identify. Then we flew over the Mediterranean. The Kenyan crew spoke no… Continue reading Shotgun Wedding 4: Justice of the Peace
The Bride’s Bouquet
A year after we met, Enrico and I attended the wedding of two high school friends of mine (I was a bridesmaid). At the end, I stood among the other unmarried women while the bouquet was thrown. I wasn’t particularly keen to catch it, and am no good at catching things, so I didn’t even… Continue reading The Bride’s Bouquet