Day 6

Day 06- Favorite super hero and why

I'm not someone that is super gun-ho about a particular super hero. But if I had to choose one I would choose spider man. My brother and I both loved him growing up. My brother even went to the first showing of the first spiderman movie in a full costume. Parents brought their kids up to him asking for autographs thinking he was hired by the theater lol...

Day 5

Day 05- A picture of somewhere you’ve been to

Summer of my sophomore year I went on a missions trip to inland Jamaica. But for a few days at the beginning and end of the trip we got to feel like pampered tourists haha the water was so clear, the locals were so friendly (sometimes too friendly!), and people had so much joy with so little. It was really humbling!

DAY 4:

Day 04- A habit that you wish you didn’t have

I really wish I didn't pick off my mascara at the end of each day. I wish I took it off with makeup remover the way I'm supposed to. I've been doing this since I was 16 as a nervous habit. Even when there's no mascara I continue to pick and play with my eyelashes. I'm always so ashamed with some fall out and you can literally see gaps :( one day I'll quit!! haha

DAY 3

Day 03- A picture of you and your friends

I miss days like these...

DAY 2

Day 2: the meaning behind your blog name

That Italian Girl... pretty self explanatory. I really loved the 60's series, "That Girl".
So I altered it as That Italian Girl. I'm very proud of that part of me, that I can find my family's name at Ellis Island when they came to America from Italy. And I always made sure my friends knew I was proud of it as well. And a lot of them would introduce me as such. They were even proud to have an Italian in the mix ;)

I also wanted to invoke a sense of the common man. That I'm just a girl when it's the end of the day. I'm still human. And I'm another person adding their thoughts and dreams to the abyss that is the internet.

DAY 1

ok so I'm doing this 30 day survey I thought was pretty cool

Day 1: A recent picture of you and 15 interesting facts about yourself

this pic was taken a few weeks ago at TNT's :)

15 facts:

1) I'm half Italian/ half European mut (british/scottish/swedish/irish/dutch/french)

2) I hate mayonnaise, stereo types, and wasting time

3) I love kids, irish spring soap, and sitting down with a good book or magazine

4) I always try to go to a movie by myself at least once every couple of weeks

5) I seem to involuntarily tilt my head back and close my eyes when i hear gorgeous music

6) I write my own music/sing/play piano

7) I'm a full time youth/worship pastor @ Lakeport Christian Center

8) I've been waking up around 5:30 lately just in time to see the orange sunrise over the lake out my window.

9) I live alone and I'm not scared; always thought I would be

10) I'm thankful for the things that transform me and make me a better person: change, trials, even suffering, brokenness. True beauty only comes through pain first.

11) I am absolutely determined to go skydiving within the next year

12) I've been to Jamaica and I want to go back

13) I'm a total Daddy's girl

14) I love to write

15) I love taking pictures for other people

It just sits there...

It just sits there quiet,

not allowed to be what it was made to be,

to do what it was made to do.

Only used to copy, never to create.

Sometimes I wonder if it was alive, what it would think of me.

Gazing at me going back and forth, wondering why I avoid it so.

Wondering why I try and pretend it isn’t a part of me…

That we go together like a painter and his brush.

A writer and his pen, a craftsman and his tools…

Then there were those rare nights when I couldn’t fight any longer

I’d sit over it… and weep, leaving only tears behind without melody

I become discouraged that my heart’s song cannot be translated

That it always seems to become cheapened when audible

And that its output is limited by my talents.

For it relies on me just as much as I rely on it.

Its mere presence in a room reminds me of who I am

Yet I turn my back on what I need to be me daily

Oh how pain and joy, despair and hope, and shame and atonement can come hand in hand

Me and my piano…