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If you could see any music act from history, who would you pick? Post-a-Day 2011

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Eva Cassidy at Wolf Trap-an amazing venue just outside Washington D.C. which is America’s National Park for the Performing Arts and is incredibly beautiful. She died in 1996 of skin cancer so I’ll never have the opportunity to see her live. My husband introduced me to her music and I’ll be forever grateful that he did. One song in particular has me sobbing and gasping, really making me a total mess, every time I hear it. It’s her version of Fields of Gold. It’s not just the words it’s the sincerity of them. The feeling she puts behind them, the sound of her voice is simply celestial, giving such significance to already meaningful lyrics. So I cry and hold my baby close, put my husband’s arms around me and sway and then tell him…..play it again.

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I've got a lot to say. I guess that's why most people start a blog, right? They've got thoughts, ideas, gripes, whatever, that they feel they must share with the world. Kind of egotistical, no? I mean, who's really going to read this? Am I so interesting that I can hold your attention over the rest of the world wide web? Strange to think that it could be possible. If you've read this far, you should know a little 'about me' as this portion is titled. Ok so, I live in Central Italy with my husband and daughter. He's an Italian citizen, I'm an American citizen which makes our baby...doomed, as well has a dual citizen. The cultures do more than clash. They kick, bite, and beat the crap out of eachother. You have to have a very worldly outlook to marry someone from another country. People around the world are raised very differently from one another. What's perfectly normal in one area of the world is cause for major concern in another. I stand in front of the fan to cool off when it's August and the heat is insane and the humidity keeps you sticky 24 hours a day. My husband is convinced I've some sort of superhuman powers to not have caught some serious illness by doing this. Sound senseless, it is. Italians are full of ridiculous beliefs that hold no ground outside the land of make-believe and nut-cases. But who am I to tell anyone that the sayings of their great-great-great Aunt Maria are bullshit? So I just listen and nod. Well that brings you a bit up to speed on my current situation, yeah? Ok so, read me blog now kiddies. Toodaloo!

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