ok i admit it.....i suck at blogging

ok i admit it.....i suck at blogging. i started and then i stopped. just couldn't bring myself to write about the wonders of living my dream in Italy when so many people were (are) living some pretty hellish moments in many corners of the world. i mean really.....i felt guilty......i kept telling myself i cannot write about how pretty the olive trees are or that i think i have found my home away from home enoteca, Le Volpi e l'Uva (where the sommelier Ciro knows what i want even before i do) when everyone else is struggling so hard just to survive. i mean hell, the people of Baghdad wait in line 12 hours for a liter of gas dodging suicide bombers, itchy finger soldiers, and rebuilding their country from the ground up.....who is going to be interested in one woman's journey towards self discovery...especially when Francis Mayes and Hollywood seems to have beat me to the point.

but then today I got an e-mail from Raed......the missing half of Salam Pax's "Where is Raed". i mean if he has the time to answer e-mails from strays like me... then what sorry excuse can i give for not having enough time to at least try abd make an effort? i mean really, he gets how much access to the internet and at what cost?

ok Raed....i'll make you a deal, i will keep writing about the crazy, sweet world of living a life in Italy if you keep Salam in check and help him remember that being salty is ok and that just because the Brits love him...he needs to not forget his Iraqi roots.