Damiano and I at the Boboli gardens in a beautiful Saturday afternoon.
I should have seen it coming. Damiano had had a mild fever on the week prior to our departure. Damiano’s 7th tooth decided to break through on Friday night. We had dinner at a restaurant in the Market area of Florence with the other Pycon participants. Suddenly Damiano woke up and I had to get back to the hotel: I felt so guilty for keeping a baby up so late. As we got to our room I noticed, the first of the many more to come, diaper with diarrhoea.
Damiano and his Daddy looking down on the Arno by the Ponte Vecchio. The bridge on the background is Ponte a Santa Trinità.
On Saturday morning Michele left off to the Pycon, while we stayed in the hotel relaxing a little. Then Damiano and I went for a walk. I blended into my life in the Alps so nicely that I found the baking Sun of Florence a tad too much. I felt like a polar bear in the desert. I walked around the streets of Florence, limited my shopping to a yard of English wool to make this children’s coat, whose pattern I bought on Etsy.
After lunch I went to the Boboli Gardens, with the book I’d just bought - Agota Kristof’s Lucas & Claus trilogy. In Italy is is published as a single novel by Einaudi. Damiano enjoyed himself while we rested under the shade of a horse-chestnut, breathing the lukewarm Tuscan breeze. We stayed there until late, then we caught up with Michele at the hotel. He got sick, so we stayed in. Both my men were asleep quite early, and I ordered a pizza. !!!!
Yesterday I had a special ticket for the Uffizi, one of those tickets that make you go right inside, without having to stand in line for hours. Unfortunately, Michele was still a little queasy and Damiano was a little under the weather, so I didn’t go. I kept thinking how hard it is to move around a city with a baby: having to pee is the worst thing that can happen. I challenge anyone to find a public restroom and manage to get inside with a zillion kilos purse on one shoulder, a 9 kilo baby on the other side, and still be able to get your pants down.
Anyway, while Michele attended the last conferences at Pycon, Damiano and I went to a little park in front of the Lutheran church, where he slept while I read. When we got back to the hotel, as we tried to get ready for a Florentine t-bone dinner, Damiano did it. While I was changing his diaper he pressure-spray-pooped a gooey stinky poop all over me. Michele was disgusted, but I couldn’t stop laughing. Damiano laughed, too.
This morning we stopped by Mantova on our way home.
My sweeties in Mantova.
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Posted by sol in prattle
The Family is bound to Florence tomorrow morning, where we’ll spend the weekend and the whit Monday.
Michele will be busy in the Pycon while Damiano and I will be on the trot around museums, gardens and shops.
See ya!
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especially when it involves dinner with friends and me being a normal person.
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Posted by sol in craft
The second gumdrop pillow: satisfying like eating a whole sacher torte, without the calories. I’m loving IKEA fabrics.
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It all began on Wednesday: in addition to my period, we had guests for dinner. One guest, to be honest. Thierry came from France and we had him over. He got a bit tipsy and left when it was already very late. I forgot to ask Damiano to please sleep till 10 the morning after, so at 7 he was already singing and dancing. No mercy for me. On Thursday I hosted a fondue bourguignonne dinner party at home. The overeating was offensive, and again sleep was scant. Yesterday we went for a little hike with my friend Katie and her troop. While I was playing with Damiano on a slide, it happened: My big butt tore a gigantic hole in my pants. I was wearing pink striped panties. It was verrrry embarrassing but as Katie noted, luckily the audience was limited. We came home exhausted, but headed shortly after towards Innsbruck for a sushi dinner. Overeating, under-sleeping, yet again.
Today I have finally enjoyed a quiet sunny day of fasting and resting, and I don’t want to see anybody.
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but maybe you have noticed already.
CIPRALEX works.
It has made the anger and sadness go away, creativity and excitement come back.
I still find it hard to go through a rainy day but I suppose that’s next.
Thank you thank you thank you Lundbeck. I will never rant against pharmaceutical companies again. (okay, just the bad ones)
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Remember this?
Here is my take on Amy Butler’s Gumdrop pillow / Ottoman.
The Fabrics are from IKEA and the filling is polyester for stuffed animals. (darn expensive stuff)
I loved how easy it was to make, took me about 90 minutes in all.
This one is a gift for my friend Chrissy.
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Pink squid and yellow duck courtesy of Damiano.
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