The Mama has gotten back from Rome. She brought me an
AS Roma shirt and soccer ball, a Gatti di Roma desk calendar, bookplates,
Baci, a strange candy-almond bouquet, which is apparently not for eating, and two sweaters/shirts from some High Fashion Italian Boutique. It's too bad that the sweaters are ugly.
Anyway, the last performance is tonight (
COME SEE IT), then I'll have NO CLUE what to do for the last third of the summer. Except I should start running again for soccer. In fact, I should go run right now.