I am trying my hand at walking the cobble stone streets with heels (on Sunday). Please, italian women, please tell me how you do it everyday. I nearly sprain my ankle when I am walking in sandals! Slowly, I will get there. They do make it look so easy.
My Italian class started and I am so excited for it. I sat in class and for the most part understood what was being said and the rest I tried to piece together with the little spanish I retained in high school. But why oh why do I freeze when it's my turn? I understood the questions she asked the other students. I even knew the answers and would say them to myself before the other students would answer! I guess it doesn't help that I turn bright red when all attention is on me, waiting to hear my response. I have never done well with all eyes on me.. maybe that's why I received the name "Cherry" in middle school. I shared tid-bits of what I learned with Tyson and I am very excited to continue learning Italian. I also love the Taryn gets to be with Tyson for those 90 minutes. I come out of class and she is so relaxed, enjoying the classmates that love to talk with her.
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