A Very Merry Birthday to Me!

I'm 25 years old! Doesn't that sound so adult? I balanced out my new adult-like age with some child-like antics yesterday, sneaking down the kid's waterslide at the pool and playing on the rope course at the park. I fight the inevitable march of time with regression tactics.

So, this blog is a bit behind the times (with the Times having marched a couple of weeks beyond my birthday), but still think my birthday should be commemorated with a post. It's kind of lame celebrating it in Italy -- where's my strawberry cake, damnit? I did have a very nice celebration, though. I went to a Sardinia cuisine restaurant with Dany (who gifted me with thousands of distractions via a shiny new smartphone) and our friends Marco and Vanessa. Wearing a beautiful new shirt-dress that Pam had bought me, we feasted on SO MUCH CHEESE. Sardinia is known for its Pecorino (goat cheese) and boy do they love that stuff. (I'm also a fan). Vane and Marco then gave me a beautiful set of earrings which went smashingly well with my new outfit. Birthday magic! (OR, everything-that-is-anything-in-Italy-is-a-variation-on-the-color-purple).

The whole week was awfully fun because Pam was off work. On Monday we had gone to the beach (where I picked up the rarest of rarities, a tan!). Tuesday we went shopping and ate at a Japanese buffet (delicious! They have a bar where the dishes circle around endlessly and you just pick up what you want, when you want it). Wednesday, we made Hawaiian pizza and then went to a super cool pool park (thus the waterslides alluded to in the first paragraph). What a great week!

That weekend (July 9/10), Dany's group, sfigher, had a song competition at the sea. What a wonderful weekend it was! The girlfriends went to the beach on Saturday while the boyfriends sound-checked. The actual concert was a spectacle! The stage was huge and alive with lights, and the show was very entertaining: comics, dancers, a beauty contest (gag), as well as the actual music competition. Sfigher knocked the socks off of everyone (except the judges, who must have brought extras) and they thoroughly enjoyed their crowd of 1,500. The next day, the sfighers and sfigherettes hit the beaches.

This past week I found myself on vacation! I spent the week cleaning and relaxing. It was a good week. I love summer in Italy.