Bella Italia!

Good Morning Diary!
As you know, I am on an Italian kick! As recently divulged, I have come out as a transnational being an Italian trapped in a northern european body. This realization caused much desired order in my tumbled universe and much of my early life started to make sense. I had questions that haunted me for decades, questions like "If I'm so gosh darned Swedish how come I hate the cold?" and "Why do I love fava beans?". With this in mind I have been planning my trip to Italy and doing tons of research. Much of my research has been in the form of picking the brains of my good friend Flavia who is also my nutritionist. Flavia is, of course Italian and one of the best. I believe everything she tells me therefore no one was more surprised than me when she told me that Italian men love big butts! This was a revelation! I immediatley called my sister and told her I plan to grow mine out, walk down the streets of southern Italy and start a riot. Its on! Little may or may not be with me depending on how arduous the trip is for dogs. I understand it is very stressful so he may be staying with a sitter. Italy awaits!!!!!