You Are What You Eat (Living the French Paradox)
And so, my French Riviera trip continues… Waking up at 9am didn’t sound quite appealing to me after a week of 6am starts. So, I slept through a purely French breakfast consisting of a large croissant, French baguette, butter, jam, and coffee. Luckily, Jessica snatched me some and I was able to commit carb-o-cide at {Read More…}
Driving Straight Into Sickness (and the French Riviera)
It’s unfortunate to realize how much I let stress take over my life. And this stress isn’t necessarily derived from things that are worth worrying about. For me, it seems to be a build and burst scenario. After a stressful week with small extra stressful things built on top, my body had had enough. Friday {Read More…}
When it All Falls Apart
Today sucked…big time In fact, this week really seemed to hit me with all kinds of suckage. I was “blessed” with the ability to wake up every morning bright and early to serve coffee at our on-campus pastry shop (and be there by 7:20am) Have I mentioned lately the mile and a half walk? Loading {Read More…}
Life Lessons With Lauren (and How to Make Burnt Granola)
I never intended this blog to be an inspirational “Life Lessons with Lauren” series similar to that of Dr. Phil. I mean, Dr. Phil is great and all, but I’m usually not one to televise my problems to the masses, unless it’s complaining about walking 3 miles or washing my own dishes. However, I have {Read More…}
It’s all in the Little Things
The following post was my journal entry on Wednesday… Today was a bittersweet day. After dropping Jared off at the train station, I wasn’t prepared to show the emotion that I did. What I hadn’t realized is that I had adjusted to Florence, but with him. I had walked everywhere with him, ate dinner everywhere {Read More…}
Gelato a Day Keeps the Doctor Away
Friday was a day filled with amazement, and amazement in more than one area. I was scheduled to meet two of the girls from the pastry school to find the rest of our necessities for pastry school. However, Jared and I decided to stop by the market, which we had heard was strewn with fresh {Read More…}
First Days as an Italian
Other than waking up at 12:30pm (and feeling like a bum), my first days as an Italian were quite stressful, but in a “this will be ok” kind of way. My stomach and sleeping schedule were still left in confusion, as I woke up and still felt no desire to eat. Now, let me break it {Read More…}
The Miss Cupcake: Italian Version
I’m willing to admit right now the fact that I’m completely out of my comfort zone. The range of emotions right now is unexplainable inexpressible, and unimaginable. So many things have happened in the last 4 days that have never happened in my entire life. Here, I will attempt to explain these victories over confusion, while {Read More…}
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