Sunday, March 13, 2011

Art history for dessert.


March 12, 2011
So this morning I set my alarm clock to make sure I didn’t sleep in too late because I had a lot that I wanted to get done today. But surprisingly I woke up before my alarm and remembered that I had promised Marissa last night that before we started doing work we would go to this one store over on Nazionale, which is just one street over from our apartment to look at these shoes. I didn’t even shower or put contacts in to go to the store because I wasn’t planning on doing much of anything for the rest of the day, so Marissa and I headed out for a quick shopping adventure. I found these shoes in there that I really liked because they had a tennis shoe bottom with arch support, but they looked like normal flats that could be casual or dressy. They had them in this tanish grey or black, but I’m not really a fan of black shoes, so I asked to try on the tanish ones. I tried them on in a size 39 which I think is close to a 9, but they felt just a smidge too tight, so I asked if they had a 40, but they only had the 40 in the black. I was then contemplating getting the black because I tried the black 40’s on for size which felt much better, but I knew I would wear them as much as the tan, so I said no because if I didn’t find anything over spring break I could come back and get them later if absolutely necessary. I also tried on this one dress that I have been eyeing up at this store on the corner that has a hot pink bottom with this huge face on it…it’s super funky, but right up my alley. Of course the dress didn’t fit right…clearly I wasn’t meant to buy anything this weekend, but I suppose that’s a good thing. That just means I have more money to shop with in London!
Marissa and I came back from shopping, both ready to crack down on studying! Her and Danielle headed to the school because they thought it would be easier to concentrate and study, and plus they had a couple things that they wanted to print out. I stayed here because I think I would be more distracted being with them because we would end up talking or something. I made a really good dent in my powerpoint that I’m making of my art history notes before my parents started calling me on skype. I talked to them for a little while; dad cracking jokes of/with me like always, and mom telling me all about her Las Vegas trip that she’s getting so excited for. I was happy to talk to them for a little while, but was also ready to jump back into studying when our connection got really bad.
Before too long I realized that it had gotten awfully dark in the room I was sitting in because it was getting late, and I looked at the time on my computer really quick to make sure that Danielle and I hadn’t missed mass at the Duomo! We had about half an hour to get ready to go to church, but since it’s absolutely freezing inside of the Duomo, which means you keep your coat on the whole time, I didn’t really change my outfit or necessarily “get ready.” We headed out and had to wait in line outside of the Duomo before we got inside because people are always wanting to go inside just to look and take pictures, but guards won’t let you in if that is your intention, so we have learned that you go up and immediately tell the guards “per misa” (that you are here for mass) and they let you right in. During the priest’s homily he read this LONG letter that was asked by the Bishop to be read at every mass, which was a letter written by a man who was murdered by Muslims because he professed himself as a Catholic Christian. I thought it was interesting that the Bishop would ask all of the priests to read this letter at every mass because I feel like they don’t necessarily do that in the States, but nothing in Italy is quite like the States.
After church was over, which was about 15ish minutes later than usual and people for the next mass were already piling in, we stepped outside to discover it was about 15 or 20 degrees warmer than it was inside the Duomo. When we came home I started to make dinner for myself. For some reason I was in the mood for pasta and normal red sauce (not like we don’t have pasta enough here), so I boiled up the rest of the rigatoni noodles I had and put an entire little jar of Bolognese sauce (meat sauce) in with them once they were done. I swear I always think I’m not making enough noodles so I throw in just a few more, and then it ends up being enough pasta for two people...by the time I leave here I hope I’ll figure it out! I was also hungry for carrots so I boiled up a couple carrots to have on the side…a perfect little dinner! And for dessert I had some more studying with my art history notes, which ended up lasting until 1 a.m.  when I finally finished my powerpoint! Now that my powerpoint of 77 slides is finished I just have to memorize it all by Wednesday…that’s do-able, right? :]

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