I was half-way through my Love Thursday morning today and still debating about what to write. I thought I would write about how sweet my Peppe was today for sharing tacos with me, even though he doesn’t like Mexican food. Then, I thought I might write about how wonderful Peppe’s dad was for going to the doctor’s office with me this morning to check my sugar levels. But, in the end, I decided to talk about a much larger, and much more obsessive love.
Peppe decided to make this morning our “errand” morning because he knew the lines would be much easier to handle. And, you know what? He was right! At the blood center this morning, there were three people in front of us! At the bank…NO LINE! I know those of you who live in Italy find this hard to believe – but, it is true! We were first. At the bar – no wait! Two cappuccini – subito!
Why you may ask?
Italians love their markets!
Ok, well it wasn’t exactly the most chochi lingerie I have ever seen, but it was pretty darn cute for the mercatino.
So, I stopped.
“Can I help you?” The cheerful saleslady asked.
“No problem,” she said. “I know American sizes, what size are you?”
So I told her my size and she invited me behind the table to look through her selection.
“You can try them on,” she said.
“In there?” I asked as I pointed to the storage van behind her.
“Si, certo,” she said. “I even have a mirror.”
There were boxes stacked high, so, I figured I was safe. A few seconds later she walks to the back to check on me, a few more minutes later I tap on the door for her to open it, and a few more minutes later, I am the proud owner of two new mercatino lingerie sets.