The Italians were here today.

That means they stood around smoking and looking like typical hot Italian military men, and all the old divorced ladies constantly had errands to do that required them to leave our building and slowly walk pass the mass of dark haired and bronzed loitering Romanesque gods.

I find how the women here go from 50 to 15 pretty funny when these guys come to town. It’s like watching starved dogs being let loose in a meat locker.

Today “Ethel” came by to visit me and mentioned “the Italian meat.” She said they were totally checking her out, so she said she shook her butt in a “twist-like fashion.” I totally cracked up.

She was lying.

I was disappointed.

I would have paid to see “Ethel” shake her butt for the Italian soldiers. That would have made me laugh for a week.

I mentioned they were crowding the entrance to my office earlier that day and Ethel asked, “Did you shake your butt for them in a ‘twist-like fashion?’” all the while shaking her butt like a big goof.

“Oh yeah. You know me. I love focusing the world’s attention to one of my least favorite spots.”

She continued her silly butt shaking when all of a sudden a group of Italian soldiers walked by. She continued, with her back towards them until she heard, “Bella, bella!” She totally froze and looked at me like she wanted to die. 

I laughed so hard. The Italians got a show today!

That was the only remotely exciting thing that happened today. Oh, that and my mom came to my camp so I ate lunch with her and my dad today. That was nice. I wish we could do that more often.

I like them.

So yeah, my hot mamma friend dancing, and eating with my parents were the high points of the day. I don’t know what that means, but it can’t be normal.

Welcome back! Hope you guys had a great weekend! I am so behind on leaving feedback! don’t think I’m terrible! I still don’t have the internet up at work, so that has made keeping up with “important stuff“ hard.

Thanks for listening to my silly Italian story. hope you guys have a super day. <3