I was the last one up today. I think I finally woke up around 9:30am. It's Brandon's first full day of winter break. It's cloudy, 4 degrees C. (38 F) and rainy outside. I think the rain is supposed to stick around until Saturday night.
Sometimes I think the universe likes to play jokes on us. I was a very neat child. I loved to keep my Matchbox cars in order, my Lego sets built in their original form, and my room clean. My son Brandon is just the opposite. He dumps his Matchbox cars in a bin, mixes his Lego sets together, and keeps a messy room. I've come to accept this, with reassurance from Katrina. He's his own person. And although he mixes his Legos, he creates wildly imaginative new vehicles and structures. His room is a mess, but he's happy. Most of the time I can accept this, but once in awhile it drives me crazy and I think the universe is chuckling at me...and maybe trying to teach me a lesson.
This evening we attended an aperitivo at a friends home here in Vedano. It was nice to hang out, meet some new people, eat some delicious food, and enjoy some intoxicating bubbly. The hard part was focusing on all the Italian being spoken. I did pretty well, understanding the main ideas of what was being talked about.