Once upon a time five years ago...

Although I was busy at work at my computer, an overwhelming sense of boredom came over me. So I decided to reach out and see of there were others like me, who needed a good laugh. It seemed like there was.

It started out at as a series of anecdotes sent to friends and family while I lived in Montreal. They continued as I moved, as a newlywed to Rome with G. my husband, than as a recent mother of M. to Milan. Presently they are even more necessary as we moved to Munich, I don't speak German, and so the need to communicate is even stronger.

I will try to post the original emails so the story can be followed. For future reference, my husband is referred to as G., actually for Giuseppe, a name which I hate so it works out for me:-) and M. is for my daughter Martina, who is not even 2 and calls herself Mina. I try to respect the privacy of any friends and family members involved in my stories with initials, unless it's too obvious and embarrassing.

So if you are bored at work...just read on.