i had a dream that i was 300 pounds

no actually i didn't but someone from the barenaked ladies did. and that song popped into my head when i thought, "if i come to america weighing 300 lbs. i'd like my friends to know why." so this is an entry dedicated to the delicious treats in italy that could cause a person to weigh 300 pounds.

#1 GELATO

Oh this tasty treat looks innocent enough. It's just "ice cream" after all, isn't it? I don't know what world people are in when they say gelato=ice cream, but they clearly never made it to Italy.

#2 PANDORO

The bread of gold. It's ridiculous. Really it is. Especially when it has soft chocolate pieces inside. This sweet bread is habit-forming so be careful. And the Bauli brand is my favorite. All the Italian advertising can tell me different but I'll stand my ground.

#3 BACI

I've had my share of Italian kisses. So for me, I have to say this is the second best kiss in the world. Chocolate. Hazelnut. Cute little messages of love in every bite. I swoon over these every time I see them in the grocery store.

#4 NUTELLA

If you've ever asked yourself, "Is there food in heaven?" I answer, "Where else would Nutella come from?!" What doesn't taste better when smothered in Nutella? It makes the world a better place. Regardless of how many calories are in each tablespoon.

i could continue with others, but this will do for now. and these are just the sweets!

il pianista

i have wanted to watch "the pianist" since it came out but just barely got the chance today. we've all seen movies about the holocaust. several. sometimes what becomes too familiar seems to lose its effect. movies about the holocaust though never lose their effect on me. i always give in and cry. it was so hard for me today to watch this movie. being far away from my family made it so. seeing families ripped apart from each other was terrible. i couldn't help but imagine being one of those hysterical women reaching for her sister or father as one of them are being pulled away.

then it makes me wonder, what makes me so blessed? why i am so blessed to live in the time and the place that i do? why did others have to suffer so greatly? yes, it makes me wonder. though it makes me sad, at least i have the chance to be reminded how selfish i can be. how much i forget how i have all of the things that i need and more.

recently i have had so many questions. so many began with why? but i am blessed to have a husband who reminds me that God is a just God and that He has a plan. things i already knew but sometimes i let all of the injustices of life get in the way.