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Posted on May 18th, 2008 in Indie Films
I’m back from Italy but still severely jetlagged. I remember coming back from Greece and being a bit confused but this is just ridiculous. I don’t know what time it is, I’m tired all the time, my stomach is unsettled and every morning without fail, even if I fall asleep late, I bolt upright in bed around 6 AM with my body being all, LUNCHTIME? LUNCHTIME? PIZZA? PIZZA?!?!
Right now, I need sleep. I need my hormones to balance out so I can stop crying every five seconds over nothing. (Things I have cried at so far today include where to go for breakfast this morning, the death of a beloved costume designer from my childhood, two episodes of Grey’s Anatomy and the twins’ preschool portraits.)
It’s hard to sum up Italy–the way it made me feel about travel, the way it made me feel about my Catholicism, the way it made me feel about my family, etc. There was a lot of art, a lot of history, a TON of churches and a very, very special bonding experience with my cousin who we stayed with for our last evening in Rome.
I have uploaded all pictures to flickr. Should you find yourself bored at work, you my browse my 264 pictures of Italy here. I have not yet uploaded all videos, but you can start with this one, my first and then travel on from there in search of glimpses of my vacation. It starts off sideways but then corrects itself, in case you were concerned.
Silent Bell Tower from The Spectrum on Vimeo.
If you don’t have time to browse my photos, here is the best one I took, hands down. It beats out pictures of Venice at night, the view from the Duomo in Florence and any piazza in Rome. We were standing in line at the Palentino when I saw this and surreptitiously caught it on camera.
Behold: The Double Mullet
Thank you and goodnight.
That double mullet picture is solid gold. You know what else is solid gold? You. So glad that you’re back safely & had a great experience!
A few weeks ago I was in the “my hormones are wacky and I am crying at everything and nothing all day long” thing. Now I’m in the “my hormones are wacky and I am smiling at everything and nothing all day long” which I like much better. The pendulum swings back and forth and I think it’s probably just a phase. Possibly due to not having enough sex. Attention Cute Boys: please help me fix this medical problem.
Good God, Laurie.
WE MUST FIX THAT VERY SERIOUS PROBLEM OF YOURS!!
It is so good to be back, I was thinking of e-mailing you to say “Word” and “Hi!” and “Thanks for the 20-something bloggers link even though I haven’t had time to make friends and read their archives blah blah!”
So, yes. That. And the mullet picture, oh baby, it was just too good NOT to capture it.
And now, I am going to go cry my way to the gym because that’s the kind of mood I’m in.