Quick! What do homemade sausage and bakery-bought sweets have in common? – They both begin with the letter “S” – They are both, um…food – They are both found in Italy And, they both ‘show the love!’Heh? Well, it’s true. It’s common knowledge Pep spoils our construction crew. And, that wasn’t the only time. Every...Read More
Yes, friends, I have a confession to make. It’s not as lovely as some, or as jarring as others, but a confession all the same. I lied. I lied to you. I did not – and can not – give up politics for Lent. In fact, I didn’t even try! I did, however, manage to...Read More
the new Mr. and Mrs… Isn’t that fun to say?? I mean, uh, write?? It is! It is! And, on this, our two month anniversary, it only seems fitting. Well, as you know good-ole-dad was able to attend the wedding, and other than a few centerpiece mishaps, a Maid of Honor shoe issue, and Peppe...Read More
fell in love…” This is one of the newest “wedding expressions” out on the market, and, while I must admit it does remind me somewhat of a sappy old Brad Paisley cawntrey song…it is nice to hear, especially when planning one’s wedding. I also liked “And, They Lived Happily Ever After!” But, ultimately fell for...Read More
that is when you need an outlet! And, let me tell you, folks, chatting with you on My Bella Vita is the outlet I have missed the most. The last few months have been a whirlwind, and like most of you I am still trying to recover from the holiday season rush. I returned to...Read More
In honor of Love Thursday, and nothing else except the fact that he is a cutie, smoozie, woozie (aheh, do you think we really talk like that?!?) – today’s post is dedicated to Peppino Mio. The Top Five Reasons my Cutie Smoozie Woozie (I just had to say it one more time!) is a Keeper!...Read More
Buona Pasqua e Pasquetta! After reflecting on past Easter holidays and reminscing on good times, I had begun to worry how this Easter would stack up. Of course, I am in Bella Italia, I am with my heart’s true love, Springtime is in the air, what could be better, right? Well, I was worried about...Read More
I just read a comment posted by a fellow expat and I found some of the comments rather timely, as Peppe and I just debated the timeless question…”Does love really mean never having to say you’re sorry?” He thinks it is very “American” of me to suggest (pronounced: de-mand) an apology after an argument, or...Read More
Today marks the day Peppe and I chose as our dating anniversary. Four years ago he was in Texas on that first exploratory visit. He had been there two days, but neither of us had mentioned anything serious like “feelings” or “emotions”. It was on this day he initiated the conversation and we decided to...Read More
For the last four months Peppe has been telling me he had a surprise for me. I love surprises, and I bugged him constantly for hints and ideas as to what it could be. We have friends going to Egypt in September, so I thought maybe he bought us tickets to go with them....Read More
