This year's invites were a coffins with mummies inside. |
The party information was written on the mummies wrappings. |
Our little strip of yard is just the right side for a graveyard, |
This year's invites were a coffins with mummies inside. |
The party information was written on the mummies wrappings. |
Our little strip of yard is just the right side for a graveyard, |
This year Sophia is big enough to participate a little more in pumpkin carving. I had her draw what she wanted to carve onto a paper and then we taped it to the pumpkin and used my hem ripper to poke holes (i lost the poker that came with the carving kit). |
Frankenstein removes the brains. |
Tadaaaaah. |
Max had a little fender bender the other day when it was rainy (he veered off the road a little. he is fine, but the car is at the mechanics). Luckily everything in here is not too far away and he has been putting the miles on his bike. Today, he did a lot of biking-first to drop off Sophia at school, then to take Viv to the Dr and back again to get Sophia. Why is my lazy butt not joining him? I've got a good excuse, I have a flat tire. |
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The radio station that got Max started on the radio was broadcasting from the festival. We bumped into Luisella, the owner and she got Max to give an impromptu interview. |
Too bad Viv is covering up Paola's baby bump. I am super excited for them. I am also hoping (as my friend Karen says) the new cousin will steal some of Sophia and Viv's thunder. Paola and Ale got a little taste of the Nonna and crazy ways. I've got to stay on my toes. The main thing is that she insists on giving babies people food. This time Viv nearly choked on water from a glass (when her bottle was just a few feet away), bread and chicken-if there was more I didn't catch it. Last time we had to keep scream babies don't need to drink Fanta! Please don't dangle Vivienne over the balconey (ala Michael Jackson). I know she's old and so I try to take it all with a grain of salt (and a shot of tequila). |
Uncle Ale compares the Parisi hair style with Viv. |
One minute she was awake and then the next thing I knew she passed out. Sophia and I are doing an impromptu homage to Viv. |
We went to Bonfante (that's one of the Bonfante sisters) for a briosche and to pick up some pasticcini (small tarts, pastry puffs, cookies, canolli etc) for dessert. |
Looking down Contrada Mondovi. |
Two Italian hams (does that make them prociutto?) |
Standing on the drawbridge looking at the gate. |
In addition to my door obsession, I add on locks. |
Standing in the courtyard looking up at the tour and bedrooms. |
The frescoes were really well maintained. (Max wanted me to mention that: the dude in red is Cristiano I, the king of Denmark and the dude in black with the plate is his official taster. I am just diggin on the spikey flying saucer hat). |
Looking down the door opening of the bedrooms (I was hoping to catch a ghost or some sort of orb, since one of the main owners died in the room at the end, unfortunately, no such luck!) |
Nice knocker. |
The Seven Virtues were painted on the bedroom wall. Is abstinence one of them, because if those are realistic portraits of real women from back in the day, some of them were down right ugly. |
These are the soldiers quarters. |
Max |
Well guess who has started climbing up the stairs, guess it's time we stop procrastinating and get those gates! This is also a good time foe me to show off our fancy stairs. Notice the elegant dirty linoleum that covers them. Can't wait until Max's dad fixes them for us! |
Today is the Festa di Paese di Brugherio (the festival of the patron saint of our town) and the festival at the church in front of sophia's school. We were going to try to go to both, but ended up just going to the one at the church because its smaller and there is a fence around the whole thing, so we could keep the group of rascals under control. |
CHE SCHIFFO!!! New word to add to your Italian vernacular. It rhymes with Caravaggio. We brought up some more boxes today. Luckily this is from some portable drawers that hold art supplies, but I think some of my brushes will have to go, unless I am going to go for that modern art look with poop in the paint. The drawers were supposed to go in a closet with our clothes, Max was in a rush to go to work so we were stupidly/lazily going to just shove them in. One of the drawers happened to be stuck and when we pulled it out, that big giant guy happened to pop out. And YES I did SCREAM and Max told me off for being such a drama queen until.... |
we saw that nasty mountain of poop in the back and a couple of babies and the baby daddy in there. He didn't scream, but he did get grossed out and then just leave me with the nasty mess to clean up. So now we all learned a little Italian lesson, you now know the word for cockroach and I know that any box that has been left downstairs for 3 months needs to be check BEFORE being brought upstairs and wayyyy before Max leaves for work. |