Day 15: Post of a photo of something you'd like to do before you die.
Before I die (actually, preferably before I'm too old and decrepit to enjoy it), I'd like to visit the birthplace of my grandfather, this lovely little town called Rocca Imperiale, in Italy. Isn't it beautiful? This is not my image, clearly, since I've never been there. If you click the picture, it will take you to an Italian newspaper's website. Lots of cool stuff to look at, but I could only translate every third word or so, so...guess I should learn the language, too, huh?
In other news, I'm sort of waiting for the you-know-what to hit the fan in our extended family. We have a situation that's been building for a long time (about a year), and it's finally come to its climax. It's been really stressful for me, as I've been caught in the middle---I've moved from defending one side's actions and trying to rationalize the stupidity that has gone on, to having to hear every last little infraction from the other side, and now just waiting for the chips to fall where they may. Today's development promises to either resolve the situation so things can go back to "normal," or damage the situation irreparably so that things will never be right again. Whatever the result, things couldn't get MORE tense than they have been, and the person who acted today has put up with and done everything he could to try to make the situation better and help the other person. Sooooo, I know I couldn't have been any more vague with this little outburst, but I really didn't start this blog to air dirty laundry. Suffice it to say that I love both individuals in this little dysfunction, and that both have added to the pile of muck in front of the fan, so it's been hard...really hard. And I hope it gets better, 'cause it sucks to be stuck in the middle. It's where I usually end up, and I don't like it there.