Lovely Janet of Under the Blood Red Sky has kindly prized me with the Premio Meme Award.
In order to accept it, I must tell you seven things about myself. I have played along in quite a number of memes here - here - here and here.
So if you're not sick of me yet, here are 7 more things about me you might not know:
Uno. I am the second of 4 only children. Let me rephrase that.
My siblings and I solely share one parent, so in effect we are 4 only children. Also, my youngest half sister G in Italy and my younger half brother D in California are not related but they have a half sister in common: me. Confused?
Due. I'm afraid of flying. Yep. And I am among those who applaud when the wheels touch down on the runway. Big howling ovations and loud whistles of joy.
Tre. I sometimes quite like the feeling of a good beer buzz, early in the morning. And no, I'm not an alcoholic.
Quattro. I am nearsighted. And I lost a full diopter in each eye after giving birth to my son. Old wives tale in Italy says you lose a tooth for every son. Guess I got lucky. So I wear glasses and sometimes disposable contacts. That's when I don't have pinkeye.
Cinque. My eyes are green. My son's father too has very pale green eyes, but my son's are a gorgeous chestnut brown. Strong grandparent genes.
Sei. I'm learning to pack light. Big achievement. This trait does not otherwise run in my family.
Sette. Tomorrow morning I leave for the U.S. with my little boy. I will be visiting my father, old friends, recently made friends, blog friends, and making new ones along the journey. I will be afraid to fly, and I will pretend I'm not, so not to scare my small child who will - on the other hand - be riding on an airplane for the very first time. I will be landing in JFK and saluting the rest of the blood that runs in my veins as I cross the threshold.
I will be embracing my American family after a very long time. I will be smelling that unique aroma of America in the tree-lined streets and wood-built homes. I will be eating In-And-Out burgers. I will be walking on both the Pacific Ocean and Atlantic Ocean beaches. I will be locking eyes with sea otters and hearing sea lions roar. I will be cooking in a kitchen on the other side of the globe, using unusual ingredients we don't get here in Europe like for example jicama, yams, butternut squash and poblano chiles. I will be taking my son to the Monterey Bay Aquarium to watch, among others, the sharks swim large, slow circles. My heart sings at the thought of showing him so many beautiful places. I will teach him more words in English. I will be learning new things with him. I will be contented just sitting in the back porch soaking up sun (and/or fog). I will be driving up the West Coast from L.A. and stopping at Nepenthe in Big Sur, one of my favorite places in the world. I will suffer odd sleeping patterns: awake at 4 am, so hungry that I could eat a horse; and narcoleptic at 10am. I will laugh 'til it hurts at my brother's humor and my father's jokes. I will watch the latest episodes of my favorite shows and then later extort considerable amounts of money from my Italian buddies in exchange for storyline updates. I will spend time with my agent, conjuring up editorial plans for my book. I will be talking for hours about a million things with T, my stepmom. I will be going to the movies and eating a bucket of popcorn. I will be listening to the waves. I will be saying thank you. I will be smiling.
I will also be saying good-bye to my blog friends for a short while. I will be taking a break from regular blogging this month. I don't know if I'll be able to post from overseas. I'll try, but I don't want to make a commitment I cannot meet. I will think of each of you, perhaps read your blogs secretly. And I will check my inbox in case you have left me a note. I will miss you. And I will take many pictures and write in my journal every day. I wish you all a relaxed and fun-filled July. Thank you all for your visits, your lovely comments, and your warm friendship in these last 6 months. I hope that all my readers will feel welcome to browse through my post archive. Just pull up a chair by the stove, pour yourself a glass of wine or a cup of espresso and read along.
Uh oh, that's a little more than seven facts...