FWIW, Giada was actually born in Rome and lived there until she was 7.

hm, didn't know that. Oh, well, why let the truth get in the way of a good rant :)

Just realized that Nip/Tuck is premiering this week. I can't really get excited about it, maybe because the Carver denouement was such a complete clusterfuck of vastly improbably proportions that I no longer have any confidence in the writers. Here's hoping that they've all been fired and the new people are much better.

Robin's wise, as usual, ita. The simple fact of your presence will bring comfort, and as a wise woman mentioned recently in my live journal,

"Tears are not useless, and fighting them is a waste of your beautiful strength. If they come, let them come. Better than letting them build up. "

Hmmm, I've been to only one non-family funeral, come to think of it, and that was to a friend's father's internment, so I was there for her. It's not that I haven't had friends die, but the ceremonies were either too far away or kept deliberately small.

6:30 AM in Utah and I've been at work for half an hour. Granted, seeng the faint signs of dawn behind the eastern mountains was kind of cool, but, really, I'd rather be at bed with more House S1 DVDs to watch.

I'd have brought them to work to watch on my wide-screen flat-panel work monitor, but Hubby pouted.

8:33 AM here in Somerville -- I have to run get dressed, I'm picking friends up for a t/r/i/p/expedition to IKEA, where we'll have a $0.99 breakfast and then shop our little hearts out....

9:01 here in Maine. I've been up since ass o'clock this morning; I don't have the paper; it's not beach weather and the internets worry.

How close are you to Freeport, Cindy? There's always L.L. Bean to take advantage of.

Not that close, but I'm close to kittery, which has tons of outlets. Plus, shopping with little kids is more work than fun. We've got to think of somethng not expensive to keep them busy.. We will, I was just hoping against the weather reports.

What are you doing this weekend?

Much strength for ita this morning.

Putzing around the homestead. I finally found some pictures I was looking for to do a mini-scrapbook, so I'll have time to get that out of the way (it's for a gift.) And contrary to the weather reports from earlier this week, it's looking awful nice outside so I may actually take myself on a wander through the local botanical gardens and see if I can find my brother's brick. Since he was cremated, we had a commemorative brick placed in one of the walkways at the garden. Only they've been doing a lot of renovation and they tore up that walkway. The bricks are supposed to be placed into a new location, but we haven't checked to see if that new walkway has been laid down yet. In a way, I'm hoping it hasn't because we still haven't bought a brick for my mother yet and we'd kind of like them to be side-by-side, if possible. So, reconnoiter time.