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Now this weekend was a series of unexpected surprises, most of them happy and actually very humourous, and as always full of really dangerusly good sweet treats. Friday kicked it off, with a dissaproving grumble from the host sister, (who now is pleasant twelve percent of the time.. i am growing on her), i was swooped by davide and we were off the a little christmas gathering with the post seniors. He listens to what i think is called harcore ska, which is almost unbearable to hear but i didnt care because i was speeding along in a little warm fiat instead of on my clanky bike.
at the parent-vacated apartment, there were people from my class, as well as lolo and lala and sasa. cant make it up, and then davide turned into gesu, because we passed around his drivers license from last year and he had a very long, bushy mane that to me resembled diego montoya more then jesus, but there it was. and i am called casco by this ska jesus man, which means helmet, which is how they pronounce emmett. and lolo said dirty things to frederica in italian, and grody beer was swigged, and a large pannetone was consumed.
saturday was when we in lecce of foreign lands had to congregate in a greek church and supposedly sing christmas songs in our native tongues, but we werent having it and so i read the grinch, and then guess what there was a table full of .. PANETTONE. whos general shape is what my stomach resembles. a big lumpy belly. and here i met a woman who looked like my seventh grade science teacher mrs. fischer, except not totally cracked, and she was from san fraaansisco, and we had a long chat about everything which was a bit scary to unearth all then things that made the bay the bay, and then the pannettone didnt feel so good, but there were no really strong heartsting pulls, which is another sweet sign that emmett is on the road to a skin of gator hide.
sunday i conducted a pancake breakfast at the pisano home, and all the americans, germans, kiwis norweigans and even italians enjoyed the magic of banana pancakes with real maple syyyrup and it was all radiating with cheer and the thousand lights on the christmas tree, which is also decked with red srystals, icy looking crystals, and a whole host of regal silver ornamentos which made me miss our "country" style tree at home, as mary would say.
and then sunday we the lecce stranieri were visited by the homeschooled, very perky and a bit
ohh man ive got to go to class, so sorry i must end this because there is a good story coming up, which explains the title of the post, but there it issss