Contour line.

So now.... I keep on logging in to my blog, wanting to write something but I often find my head empty like if none of my thoughts are ready to get fixed on the 'paper'.
I always pictured me and my life as a contour-line in shape of my body and inside all different colours and nuances all mixed together... all the colours enters throught the senses... through my nose, eyes, hears, touch and taste and then my mind elaborates them and give them a place into the contour.
There are periods in my life in which the disorders reigns... all colours floats around not knowing where to go and what kind of pictures they will represent, and the disorder is not a bad thing because it means there's a lot of ferment inside. It means there are a lot of experiences and thoughts and feelings inside.
But after a while there's this need in me, this urge to give a sense to all this colourful 'thing' and so I take my time to rearrange everything and give a sense to all .... so that the colours can go and draw the pictures I'd like. It's like a puzzle.

In those days I'm in the middle of this big caos thing... it's like an house after you moved. All boxes open with different items in it... and even if you wrote the contained on every boxes you don't know exactly every item is in it.
I am into the 'elaborating' period....
I think I'm living a crucial moment of my life and I'm selecting friends, emotions, 'meanings' and feelings and it will mean a lot for my future.

I feel very lucky. I feel full of colours. I feel full of hope.
I'm blessed because I have special persons around me. I'm blessed because I had special friends around me. I'm blessed because I have a family...a crazy one but still a sort of family. I'm blessed because I have Andrea, I'm blessed because I have faith, I'm blessed because I'm sensitive, because I have a roof on my head and because I don't live in a country of war....

So now, even if I know I have to prepare a lot of things for the wedding and even if I'd like to invite millions of people and I can't do it... even if we should book for the honeymoon and even if I have to know how to do with my garden and with Monocolo while I'll be out... all those things added together makes me tired.
Meanwhile... there's also a part of my worries headed toward my job situation. The contracts ends on september 30th and while in my honeymoon I'll call the job to know if I'll have to go back to work or if I will stay jobless again... and if I'll be jobless then I'll stay on my honeymoon for some more days.

Tomorrow there will be a birthday party here at my house... we organize a surprise party for Silvia... but my digital camera is broken and won't be able to post any pictures:-(

Update of the update!

.... it's a long time I don't write in here... but it looks like I don't have any spare time.
By the way, what's up? Well as you all know Italy won the World Soccer Cup and I ensure you that this is not a minor issue. Here the whole Nation stopped for a couple of days and flags and parties were all around! It has been fun. Wish I had my digital camera with but... it just broke down and doesn't work at all. I took some pictures with my Nikon but I never find the time to develop the films. I hope to post some picture soon.

Then what? Andrea jumped with the parachute. His friend and best man paid for him a tandem-jump with the parachute. He always wished to do that and now he did it. He was super happy! Should have some pictures of this event too.

I had a nice time with Ester...we had a greek pita in the city center and talked on a bench for a couple of hours and then we enjoyed a good caffè at Terzi Café.

A couple of friends came with me to search for the wedding shoes. It has been fun being girlish for a whole day.... I now have wonderful shoes to wear on september 14th.

I had another wed-dress-try and I may have realized that it will be my wedding dress...meaning that I'm really getting married.

Yesterday Andrea and I enjoyed Pier Luigi (the Priest who'll marry us) for a short talk and were happy about that.

I'm still tired tired tired.

As to close this post.... I am tired but happy, happy, happy, happy... happy to have friends like those I have, happy to have special persons close to me and to have a super-husband-to-be.
I am happy. And I think this is cool!

Short update!

So now... where we've been up to?... Last week I went to Rome to try the wedding dress but there was only a lining of the dress and the trip was pretty much useless. The shop assistant showed me the most beautiful shoes I can wear under that dress but they were so expensive, I thought I can find something less beautiful but less expensive... by the way I'll probably never wear that white shoes again.
Then what? I came back to Bologna on Tuesday, worked Wednesday and Thursday, then back to Rome with Andrea and Monocolo... ready to attend Ary's wedding on Saturday.
Lots of weird feelings involved in this short 3 days vacation.
On Friday Claudia, Arianna and I all went to the hair-stylist...the same one who cut our hair since age 13...and it was weird to see all of us there again: older, different haircut... different colours...
...then the football game: Italy - Ukraina at Buko's. Lots of friends together enjoying the game. Party in the streets. Saturday was the wedding day. Stretchlimo, wedding dress, beautiful make-up, white cow-boy boots, me dressed up like a woman, dad showing Rome around and being fun for everybody, swimming pool... lots of faces... loved and less loved ones... music, food, Rome, good and bad friends, Andrea and I in love... happiness and gloom, fireworks, Bulgari's wedding rings and other diamonds ring into the champagne (to the bride).... lots of things in me.
Then back to Bologna. Back to my loved work...but tired. I realized I have to do a lot of things for the wedding. Need to print the invitation, do the bomboniere, talk to the flowerist, meet the priest some times, study for the honeymoon.
Meanwhile, my Fiat 500 (the car) is not alive anymore, it has been sqeezed in a bunch of metal thing. I took all my things out of that small car and I felt sad about it. Now I am really on my bike. Need to do a lot of errands and sounds like I always need some major mean of transportation... but I'll do it.
Italy-Germany was the match of the year... it has been great and we are all crazy for it. You should see the next day working for a Lufthansa flight, with the Captain shouting out of the cockpit window:'Vive la France'... and the workers wearing Italian flags.:-)

Then what?... nothing more, except that I really feel tired and need to rest but I have no spare time. Today is dentist day...ouch! ...and it rains.
Sunday (the final WorldCup game) I'll work from 4pm to midnight meaning I won't watch the game with my friends... the my parents and brother will come to visit for one night the 10th, then I'll leave to Rome on the 12th for another dress try... then.. will see next.

Uffa!

Ok, ok, ok... everything will turn out fine... always... at least hope is the last to die... or should be.
The car is definitively dead! Something in the engine is totally broken and can be repaired only by buying a new engine... which is crazy because it will cost me more than double the price of the car.
So once again I have to deal with the dependence on the modern comfort that should let us more free. At least I hope my spirit will be moulded so to be wiser after all.
I actually was hoping to use the car until october when I'll find out more about the job, so that if I will have a permanent contract then I could think about buying a new small car but if I won't have the contract or will be jobless again I won't be able to buy the car and maybe won't need it.
So here I am again with projects... but I think God is insisting on me so that I need to ultimately give my burdens to Him, and need to let go of desires, and something beautiful will happen.
So...back on the bike ride... but I also let you imagine the hot and humidity here in those days and how tiring it is to simply ride a couple of kilometers... but I'll do it, I'm strong and healthy and need to make some more sacrifices.

So next.... Job: from july first the company will transform my contract from part-time (25hours per week) to full time (40hours) that means extra money!!!!! And this is good. Of course since we are very few employees compared to the work we have to do, it's gonna be an hell throughout the all summer, but in this case money will win.

About Monocolo: looks like he's doing better, he has no diarrhea even if his coat it's not at the best. He'll come to Rome with us next thursday.

What else? Ah Arianna's wedding on july 1st. I'll be the witness at her ceremony so do you think I found a dress for the occasion? No of course! I'm pooped! I went around and I don't like the fashion of the moment + it looks like all women are skinny (only very small sizes) and breastless not to mention the prices.... so I don't know what to wear...+ I have this 'working tan' which looks like I wear a t-shirt also without it:-) I'm a little desperate.

If this is not enough, I still have to finish a lot of things related to my wedding...
But the good news is that the priest who taught us the pre-wedding course accepted to celebrate our wedding and I know for sure this will be an added blessing. He is fun and simply and this is what we like.
This whole wedding experience and expecially the spiritual one is really thrilling me. Even if Andrea and I are already living together and know each other pretty well (as well as it is possible to 'know' your dear ones) and most of the people keep telling us that it won't change a lot... well, I think it will change a lot. The commitments we are going to promise are big and they really involve each other will and love. I am happy and proud and enthusiastic for what we are going to do!

Not a good day.

So here we are with the news...
1) my Super500 decided to shut down 3 days ago in front of the gym. It did not start up again. The day after I had to call the breakdown van to take the car to the garage and see what's wrong. Since my insurance is the basic one it does not cover the breakdown van, nor any kind of repair and the car is some 13 years old so there's no guarantee.
The garage called me today. The guy was very gentle and was talking to me like if he had to tell me about the death of a dear person. He kindly told me that he had bad news to give me... that only to estimate the demage it will cost me around 130,00€ and then, he may find something really serious that will cost (at the very best of my luck) some more 150,00€.
Just to let you know, 3 weeks ago I spent €234,00 to test it for the pollution smokes.
So, if I stop now I will have to pay the breakdown van (€100,00) plus a partial estimate the guy has already done and the dismiss of the car... and then I'll be without a car and won't be able to go shopping for food or such. I'm good with my bike...I go everywhere I can with it but cannot load it with too much things. So I talked to Andrea and to my mom and sound like I'm the only one who doesn't want to spend money for the repairing... so I told the guy to go ahead with the estimate and then we'll see.

2) Back into the loosing-job-loop. The company I work for just lost the assistance to Alitalia flights: 8 daily flights. And everybody is already talking of excess of workers and about laying off employees... and guess who's gonna be the first? Still those with seasonal short-term contracts.
That makes me feel horrible.
I know some of you think that this is not the right job for me...that I need a more creative one but... I'll tell you: I really love this job. There's that mix of human exchange and challenge and problem solving and coolness and stamina and teamwork that makes me really feel good!
So now I work with every flights like if it is the last one... the ramp agent duties and the push back operation (which is one of the cool think of my job) all performed at my best... but with this guillotine is always over my head.

3) Monocolo is not doing great. He has diarrea and his coat is dry and he's not active like always. We dewormed him 2 times this year and I don't understand where he can get all those worms (if it is that....). So, I called the vet and she won't be here before monday. Let's hope for the best.

But there's a good news:

• Pre-wedding Church course! Today is the second last class and I'm sorry it will finish. The priest that teaches those lesson is fantastic and I'm so happy to get married that I'm really looking forward the celebration of that day. I see things with a different perspective... always more challenging. This thing makes me feel like all the above written 'bad'-news are nothing really important because I can do it, whatever it happens.

Lesson for me: keep smiling as much as I can. There's a solution for everything and God will show me some way....some time... hopefully soon... and money will fall from the sky... :-)

Week end in the sunny, colourful, chaotic South!

We had a hectic but beautiful week end. My cousins and their families (husband and children) and my family try to get together for one week end a year to explore some of the Italian Beauty. This time we decided to go south again. Two years ago we visited Paestum and Pompei , this time we decided to visit Oplontis and Ercolano .
It has not only been interesting and culturally invigorating but most of all it has been NOURISHING.
We could not have any idea of life during the Roman time if those places was not discovered.
The eruption of Vesuvius in 79 a. C. left everything right the way it was hours before it.
Of course it was a tragedy and a destroying event but what we can see in those sites is something that nourishes the soul and the senses.
I can't describe the feelings I had while admiring some fine mosaics and frescoes in the residential neighbourhood of Ercolano, where the blue of the sea and that of the rich lapislazuli mosaic tessera are so similar.
This is something you can feel only by looking at it by person, and that is why I invite everybody to join the South of Italy and not only the touristic cities, where shops and cafè are only for tourists. The Campania Region is of a special beauty that you won't find in any other place. The culture of those places is a world heritage.
The sea, the colours of the earth, the smells and the food are fulfilling. Lemons and oranges are kings in this area. Lemons, lemons, lemons... absolute lemons... full lemon, with its shiny full-green and the blue of the beautiful sea. Can you smell it? Have you ever breath an air full of lemon-flowers scent? I couldn't imagine such a delicacy before my nose was able to taste it. Olives trees and coloured flowers, the original pizza and other simple tastes, mostly fish and fresh herbs and tomatoes and sweets... sweets, sweets, full of lemons and oranges and beautiful to look at. It has been a complete delight!
Not to mention the happiness of sharing those moments with my family.
Wish I had more words and expression to pass more of this special experience.
Come to visit with your own senses and souls.
...btw... everything is really cheaper down south, so this is another hint!

Airport stories part 2

... just to make it short... the aircraft with the special guest-snakes was in quarantine for a total of 2 days. After this scrupulous check to find the snakes the aircraft flew again and in the middle of one flight from point A to B, one of our little guest-friends showed off in the passenger's cabin. Result: Emergency landing in point C.
This is ridiculus that they made the aircraft fly after 2 days.:-(

Airport stories....

I arrived in the office around 5.00am and I am usually one of the first of the morning shift to arrive. The first thing I do is usually approaching the message board, so to prepare the flights I have to follow, to know if there are any special assistences or freight or such. And today there was a weird telex saying :
' REF. FLT XY0000/23 MAY
WE INFORM THAT AT ARRIVAL O/B XY0000/ 22 - A/C OKXFB - AFTER UNLOADING PASSENGERS BAGS FEW LITTLE SNAKES NOT POISONOUS RUN OUTSIDE FROM THEIR BOXES IN THE FORWARD CARGO HOLD STP
AT THE END AFTER COUNTING FIVE SNAKES WERE MISSING PROBABLY IN PAX CABIN/COCKPIT OR INSIDE TECHNICAL INSTRUMENTS STP
THIS IS TO INFORM YOU STP
PLS SEND ASAP INFORMATIONS FOR TOMORROW FLT
BRGDS// BLQ'
So now, can you imagine the guys who opened the hold to unload the baggage and found out it was crowded by more than a hundred snakes? And can you imagine that this morning somebody could get into the aircraft and find a little crawling surprise?
So there was a big mess in the airport. The flight was cancelled for passengers but the crew flew back home with the aircraft and its guests... but there was a slithering sensation on the air... and on the ground. :-)

PS. I found the original telex, so I updated it. Just in case you don't know: O/B= on board or A/C= aircraft.

Family

Andrea in piscina a Pentolina ridotta
Originally uploaded by margiana.

It is so complicated to discuss about the concept of 'family' sometimes and emotionally touching.
I often think about my family and the relationship with each member is dense but difficult. It is all about ties and boundaries and anxiety and limitations and Love and belonging and pride and pity...and... a lot more.
It is frustrating but at the same time this is what makes me proud of being who I am.
It's my family! It's where all the bad things can be cancelled in a real second, exactly like the good one.... and the rise and the fall depend mostly on a gesture, a word a move of the head, a kiss, a caress...
And thinking about my family I imagine how I'd like my own one. What kind of family will I be able to deal with? What kind of parent will I be? Will I do a lot of mistakes or will I be fine? Will I be able to pursue a project of family with Andrea or will we fail? Of course only time will tell.
I usually don't think about other's family a lot.
It is such an intimate part of a person's life that I don't imagine or judge or such. I love to listen to family stories but never really ask.
Yesterday there was a party at Giorgio's (Andrea's older brother) to celebrate Matilde's second b-day (Andrea nice).
Giorgio and Linda live in a beautiful house on the hills around Bologna.
I went there late, arriving around 3. I worked from 6.30am to 2.30pm and it was very very hot. I had just the time to take a quick shower, pick my Supercar and 'flew' to the party.
There I found different people with different 'pockets' and manners. I ate something (how could I miss this part of the party) and laid on the swimming-pool bed to watch the world go by.
Giorgio, Paolo (the oldest brother), Andrea and Marco (Paolo's son) decided to jump in the swimming poll to get the first bath of the season! They were there, playing with the ball...all similar in shapes and expression...lighthearted and ... it suddenly came out this family picture in my mind.
They are bond together, apparently only because of the genes but deeply because of the family ties.... They are a family. No Mom or Dad to talk to them but surely there to watch over them.
The Canova's Family. Four boys from 23 to almost 50 years old playing with a ball in a swimming pool on a Sunday afternoon...just like a bunch of kids invited to a 2 years old b-day party.
I slowly fell in a soft sleep, caressed by the breeze and rocked by the voices of the kids.... of a family.

Lots of things done!

Andrea and I went to Rome for 3 days. I choose the wedding dress, and booked the restaurant. Lots of parents's money will be 'eaten' by the italian wedding tradition, even if I don't care a damn. I feel like I'm floating on the hands of traditional things. But I can see they are very happy. So I'll follow their wishes (for once).
Sorry I'm not posting a lot lately but I felt a little too tired.
Gotta go now... too busy.

Night's scent

Have you ever notice that at night the flowers smell more?
It's midnight and I just got back from work where the odours are horrible. I usually smell only fuel and exhaust of the means needed to push-back the aircrafts or to offload the baggage.
I finished work and took my bike to ride back home. It is a short way home,... some 1600 meters throught fields of wheat, salads, corn. But everywhere around there are flowers. The farmers usually have beautiful flowers around the fields; I think they are so much in contact with mother nature that appreciate the beauty of it.
Riding my bike at midnight with stars and the moon above, coming out of a noisy and bad smelling place, I dive into another world, where the noises are those of small animals, birds, and plants and the smell is king. Smell of wisterias, of liliac, acacia and others I can't recognise.
And a dog runs next to me following the fence of 'his' field... watching me... to let me know we are not alone.
Goodnight!

Pregnant friends!

Preggy Amanda
Originally uploaded by margiana.

So this is the time of blooming and blossoming... and sounds like a lot of friends are pregnant! Of course it is the age issue... You know there are those periods in which all your friends get engaged, then... all your friends get married, then... all your friends get pregnant. This is the pregnant period. My friend Jenny is pregnant of the second boy, Irene has a couple of twins in her small belly (male and female), Michela is almost done with a (I already know) beautiful baby girl, and also Amanda has a belly growing.
It is so encouraging to know that a lot of couples are giving birth since in Italy there's this rate 0 of growth.

Amanda and I had lunch together and then had a walk in the city center during her lunch break. We enjoyed a beautiful spring early afternoon and had fun together. She's so happy with her belly:-)
Happy big belly to all!

Mono and his love for the toilet paper

Mono divora-rotolo-cartaigienica
Originally uploaded by margiana.

This is what happens when Germana wakes up early on Saturday or Sunday to go to work and the boys stay home to sleep and play.
Andrea and Monocolo enjoy being together so not to listen to my 'don't do this!' thing.
So, once I got home from work I found the beloved (from Monocolo) toilet paper reduced in small small pieces, almost snow-like, and Andrea who documented with pictures the whole sequence of the distruction. He was still laughing when I came back home. So... isn't it silly? An adult taking pictures of a crazy cat who destroys a toilet-paper roll?...
I don't want to think about if I will ever have children:-)

Beautiful wedding!

Brindisi
Originally uploaded by margiana.

Last Sunday Andrea and I attended Sandro and Rita wedding!
It has been a very touching ceremony. The priest said beautiful things. He said he had to give them a bad news: It is hard, very hard! And the whole mass was based upon this concept. It is hard to bring on a relationship... but as soon as we commit to our beloved and are willing to communicate and exchange and share a whole life with him/her, than things are beautiful. Well, there are thousands of things he said that I am not able to reproduce here as he did. But I cried and laugh loud several times. It has been really inspiring!
Then we went to a beautiful villa for the lunch... and later had the cake in the garden. The day was gorgeous and everything went up fine. I was so happy for them.
As for me... well, tomorrow Andrea and I are gonna 'promise our marriage' in the city hall. This is nothing of a special importance but I feel excited!

Post-Easter effects

Last week was a busy week, working early shift at the airport, going to the free-trial-gym and working in the afternoon at the pool and maintain a family armony and a almost clean house. Wow girl, it is hard! And I don't have children. I don't know if I want to figuire it out!
By the way, the last 3 days have been really crazy. Saturday after the work (finished at 10.15am) Andrea and I went shopping, to search for a small weird tool we need to fix the shower-box that is still broken. And we were around until 5pm.... without finding the tool.
Back home I started cooking and finished the pastiera napoletana around 11pm. Went to bed for 5 hours and on Sunday went to work. Once back home I prepared the table and finished cooking. At 1pm Patrizia and Fabiola came over and brought their wonderful dishes. We had a nice and good dinner together, all far from each other's family but yet a family. I love those feelings.
Then my brother and his girlfriend arrived for a short visit and stayed until Monday afternoon. On Monday we had a walk in the city centre and enjoyed the empty city.

Those are the good feelings.... but of course there are some bad too.
I invited Arianna and Claudia and partners over for Easter dinner and they did not said if they were coming or not until Saturday afternoon... and the excuse was they were going to have a bbq somewhere over the hills. Then on Sunday they had a lunch at Arianna's saying they did not want to go out anymore. I just let you notice, she's my nextdoor neighbor. And that is silly, and I don't like silly things.
Last thing, I got into an argument with Silvia (my brother's girlfriend) about her being vegan... so after all I felt sorry because I saw her and my brother hurt by my words, and also felt frustrated because I did not accomplish anything if not putting walls around me.
In all those things I lost the sense of Easter, I did not concentrate enough on the real meaning and the real symbolism of it. So I feel even more frustrated.
Hope the week will be better.

Ch- Ch- Ch- Change!

The Unione won the italian election. I'm happy for it even if I'm disappointed by the short distance victory. I thought Italy was really tired of the Bug-Berlusconi... but it's not like this.
I'm happy though.
I hope and pray that l'Unione will be able to govern for longtime. I only hope they will understand that Italy is a country split in 2... and this is a matter of fact that cannot be ignored.

Election day

...today and tomorrow is election day here in Italy... and I'm really praying some change will happen. Think of us.
Tomorrow another demonstration of workers 10am-12.30. Let's see what will happen.:-)

Demostration of workers

I'm sorry to bring on the social-political arguments but, I think there are some points to think about lately.
Today there was a demonstration of workers at the airport from 8 to 11am. I work at 3pm so I went. The demonstration is a protest against Aviapartner, one of the 3 handling companies in the Bologna airport, that will close it's office here in Bologna leaving jobless some 70 workers: check-in agents, weight and balance agents, ramp agents and loading teams. The offices will be closed in days and still nobody knows where those 70 people will go.
Now the thing is that the Airlines they give service to will keep on fly from and to Bologna Airport, so that somebody will have to give services to them. Aviapartner serves KLM, Airfrance, Malev, Spanair and other charter airlines... meaning a good slice of the traffic in this airport. At today we still don't know if Marconi Handling (the one I work for) or Bas (the other handling companies in the airport) will gain those airlines meaning they will also need more employees to give the right services = they will hire those 70 jobless left home by Aviapartner.
So we protested with slogans, whistles and billboards. We were not more than a hundred and we were allowed only to protest and not stop flights or such... we just wanted to inform passengers and public opinion of what it's happening in the airport.
Usually passengers complain about long lines, lost baggages, poor services and delays, but sounds like they don't know that if there are only 2 check-in agents to check-in 200 passengers in 2 hours, and if passengers arrive 1 hour prior departure, it is really difficult that the flight will be able to leave in perfect time and that all baggages (that have to go throught the security checks and x-ray and then sorted out over different carts and then all the way to the aircraft and loaded over it) will get into the right aircraft. It is stupid to think that everything can work perfectly with few workers doing the job of a lot others left home.
So I was distributing leaflets to the passengers standing in line for the Airfrance check-in with a big smile, trying to explain our presence there. We were not stopping the check-in... we were just shouting slogans... when a woman crumpled up the leaflets I just gave her and throw it to me shouting that I had to go clean my ass with it... and that she has been waiting 3 years for this flight and that I am an asshole who is disturbing her vacation. Of course I was shaken but I calmly replied her that it was more than 3 years that I do not take a vacation and that I was simply trying to let her know what it is happening to 70 persons who have families and will be jobless in some days... and then the tension rised and other collegues started yelling at her and she yelling at them and a big caos came out of it... I just tried to tell her I wanted her solidarity and that being jobless it's nothing to wish for and that we were there protesting for a future better service for her and other passengers but she replied I have to go to manure a field because this is the only thing that parassites like us are worth for.
I did not replied except for 'I wish you miss your vacation for other 3 years' phrase that skipped out loud from my month.
Now the thing is: I am not in the 70 who will be jobless in days and some of them will probably be hired by Marconi handling meaning that, since I still have a short term contract, I may be left home at the end of my contract because they will take 'my place' and those of other 40some seasonal workers like me. But I was there protesting because I think that it is my duty to do so... because I know what it is to be jobless and because nobody should suffer this condition.
I give simpathy to those who have less and I wish I could protest against unequity more often.
But I tell you... that lady yelling at me and looking at me like if I was a shit really hurted me. It is so unbelievable to me to understand that people around me does not shows any solidarity to us but wish for us the worst.
After the intervention of the police and other verbal accuses flying around, the protest finished at 11 and I took my bike back home. Of course I was crying... but the thing that I don't know how to fight is this sense of defeat, of being left to ones chances... sense of being alone, lonely in this big world... where loving persons should live together to SHARE this humanity, to joy for the gift of life we received and to join together for a better life. And yet only bad words and hate and indifference and apathy surrounds me.
I believe we can change this attitude, I believe I can live in a better world, I believe another world is possible... I only need the strenght to fight for it.
... but it is this 'fight' word I don't want to use... is this building differences I don't think it's right.

Political elections???

I'm really into the elections in those days and I also read a bunch of foreigners articles and stuff but still can't come out on why so many italians are still willing to vote this warmonger and moron. The italian media of course do not speak the truth (Berlusconi owns 'em) and when I read the foreigners article I wish they could be all translated in a second and be read by italians. Kathy sent me one of the article in this section of The Guardian and then I kept reading all. Two days ago Berlusconi said "I have too much respect for the Italians to think there are that many dickheads around who'd vote against their own interests."... coglioni, he said coglioni...which is yes dickheads but has a more vulgar meaning. So now there's a new people movement exploding through the streets and around: Coglioni, no orgoglioni(something that means proud to be coglioni). It's so much alike the Commedia dell'Arte! But this is too much of a compliment.

Energies!

Tulips and viole
Originally uploaded by margiana.

I have plenty of energies in those days. It may be the Spring with all the blooming and blossoms... it may be the job that gives me some sort of adrenalin... it may just be me who saved energies for so long and now would like to explode. It is like if I don't know how to contain it.
From the 1st of april that I start working I always did the 5.15am shift, meaning that at 10.30am I finished working and had time to do all the rest. Yesterday for example I worked from 5.15 to 11am, went to the post office and then to the bank, came back home and Fabiola was waiting for me getting tanned on my garden bed... I prepared the bag to go to the gym (there's a brand new gym near my house and it's free for the whole week). We went there and spent 1 hour there pushing and pulling and jogging and stuff. Back home, ate something and then went to the Swimming Pool. Came back home at 8.30pm, cooked something and saw the 'political fight' on tv.
Then fell in bed at 10.30. A marathon!
Today I have the late shift 7pm-midnight.. and it is a shift I usually don't like but it's part time and I can do it! I made some gardening and now have to do other millions things.
I should stop some day soon... as for now I keep going as much as possible:-)