I tend to hold on tight to my birthday. I have a love/hate relationship with them, but since I’m a) a self-centered bitch, and b) always up to the “well, since it’s your birthday…” priviledges, I always let it linger for as long as Ben allows me to. We spent my actual birthday in Vienna, where I was treated to Sacher torte, snow and yarn. It was fantastic. I can’t even remember a time when my birthday had been so enjoyable as this one. May this be a testament to how awesome my year 33 will be.

On Friday Ben, Cara, Kate and I headed on to the Hard Rock Cafè and celebrated with hamburgers. I had a lot of fun. I must say that Cara has been my ray of sunshine in these unfriendly waters. Being around her is as therapeutic as being around our Chubby cat.

On Saturday we went knitting with Kate for her last day in Rome. I have such mixed feelings about the knit café. I like hooking up with knitters, but when the talk focuses ONLY on knitting and/or crocheting, I wanna smash my head against a hard surface. Maybe my expectations are just unreasonable. Or maybe our Barnes and Noble past set an unrepeatable precedent. After the knitting, we snuck Cara and Kate @ Vincent’s for the most delicious Thanksgiving feast. Oy vey! Needless to say my diet went on a 3 day hiatus and I need to get back on track or else.

Ben has started his Italian course (he started on the 24th) and is already speaking in Italian. It’s quite amazing. And, despite his recent disappointment, I am sure he’ll spring back and will be back to charming the ladies in no time. And in Italian, nonetheless.

Now I am off to wear a bra and wait for Cara to make her way here. We’re gonna have a busy week ahead.

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