An Italian-American living la dolce vita in the Deep South

An Italian-American living la dolce vita in the Deep South

Monday, December 29, 2014

Life Lately: The Post with the Most (A Year in Review)



~1~ Finish the Sentence: A heated and emotional discussion on Facebook prompted this post. The topic? School and sports. Yikes.


http://ladolcevitathesweetlifewiththreesons.blogspot.com/search?q=finish+the+sentence






~2~ The Big Reveal: Extreme makeover in just seven days. Really.


http://ladolcevitathesweetlifewiththreesons.blogspot.com/search?q=The+Big+Reveal






~3~ A Presentation at the Sacred Heart Garden Festival: In which I give a presentation at the Sacred Heart Garden Festival entitled: The Peasant Kitchen and Slow Food: The Italian Approach to Food, Dining and Healthy Living.


http://ladolcevitathesweetlifewiththreesons.blogspot.com/2014/04/a-presentation-at-sacred-heart-garden.html






~4~ Bad, Bad Nonna: How Nonna totally and completely disrupts Summer School.


http://ladolcevitathesweetlifewiththreesons.blogspot.com/search?q=bad%2C+bad+nonna


According to Nonna ...


~5~ Sometimes it's nice to be published: Oh my stars ... Guest Columnist.


http://ladolcevitathesweetlifewiththreesons.blogspot.com/search?q=sometimes+it%27s+nice+to+be+published






~6~ The Lost Necklace: A story of all things that cannot be lost. Ever.


http://ladolcevitathesweetlifewiththreesons.blogspot.com/search?q=the+lost+necklace






~7~ Glory Days: In which I ask some hard questions about why we complain about how busy we are and yet we do nothing about it.


http://ladolcevitathesweetlifewiththreesons.blogspot.com/2014/10/glory-days.html





~8~ The Perfect Time: Last September I launched a dream. This June we'll live it.


http://ladolcevitathesweetlifewiththreesons.blogspot.com/2014/09/the-perfect-time.html





Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Serving Detention at Dairy Queen (kinda, sorta)



Dairy Queen. In our family, that's the place we go to wait while someone is serving after school detention.


And it's become a family tradition (of sorts) because now when one brother has detention, the others (who have visions of Oreo Blizzards swirling in their heads) rejoice and give each other high fives because ...  their brother has detention!


Brotherly love. There is nothing quite like it.


The only problem is that, according to the boys, there haven't been enough detentions. While all our boys seem to get their very first detention in either the 4th or 5th grade, after that there are definitely some lean periods in which everyone is behaving.


Oh, the horrors.


But then came yesterday's all school Mass and ... well, let me put it this way. As you know, our little guy is in the fifth grade, and today Jonathan and I are going to Dairy Queen.