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The Avant-Garde Isabella Rossellini

 

Isabella Rossellini walked into the Nasher Salon gliding with the grace of a ballerina and the confidence of a true Italian-American icon. She speaks with the same loveliness, her beautiful accent (being fluent in Italian and French).
The writer, model, actress, film-maker, mother, twin, and philanthropist graced Dallas last week to speak at the Nasher Salon.
She is known for her intelligence, beauty, style and elegance. She is one of those people who you just know is beautiful on the inside because it radiates from the outside. Her radiance has been seen on the covers of twenty-three Vogue magazines. Modeling was a lucrative job for her; in 1983 she made $9,000 a day. Her style has been influenced by Georgia O’Keefe and Jackie Kennedy Onassis.

Isabella and her daughter Elettra modeling for Lancome

Isabella has been in America since 1979 and is currently living in Long Island, NY. She is the daughter of three-time Oscar-winning actress, Ingrid Bergman and master director, Roberto Rossellini.
Skip Hollandsworth, a journalist for Texas Monthly, had the pleasure of interviewing Isabella at the Nasher Tuesday night to an intimate crowd of two-hundred. Throughout the interview, Isabella would think of many wonderful stories that brought you into her life as if you were sitting at her dinner table. She began each one with “Let-a-me-tell-a-you-a-story!”
My favorite story was the one of her daughter when she was five. She says that when her daughter, Elettra, was little and in school she was being trained to learn her address and phone number. Elettra’s teacher asked her if she got lost in the airport what would she do. Her answer was that she would sit under her mom’s poster. Elettra thought that all around town, there were photos of moms and dads in case kids get lost. She assumed that the world was covered with images of parents, not advertisements.
Her daughter, Elettra is now the spokes model for Lancôme and has her master’s degree in biomedicine.
                                          Isabella and her daughter Elettra and Isabella with her mother Ingrid
 
Isabella’s parents were divorced when she was two. She grew up in France and Italy. She lived in a separate apartment across the street from her father with her three siblings, the housekeeper’s child and the housekeeper (who she says was a saint). Isabella says of this time that they were four wild kids and she would bring home every stray dog and cat from the street. It seems like Isabella has always lived a bohemian life.
Isabella shared stories from her teenage years and said that for a whole six months she didn’t go to school before her parents figured out she was skipping. She would put on her uniform but then go to the beach. At night she would pretend to go to sleep, and would sneak out and go to night clubs. She admits that she was a terrible teenager and says that if her children had done that she would kill them!
                                                      Isabella's mother Ingrid BergmanGrowing up she suffered from scoliosis. Her mother, Ingrid Bergman, took two years off to take care of Isabella when she had an operation and had to wear a body cast for a year.
Isabella talked about her mother’s passion for acting. She said her mother would say, “I didn’t choose acting, acting chose me.” Isabella said she is grateful to have had the opportunity to have worked with her mom on a movie in 1976, A Matter of Time, in which Isabella made her movie debut in Vincente Minnelli’s film.
At the age of nineteen she came to the United States to work as an American correspondent for an Italian television network and interviewed Martin Scorsese. He fell in love with her and they later married.
She has a joie de vivre; she is always on a curious quest for adventure. She has jumped at any time an opportunity arose to get to know someone that was going to stimulate her mentally. She says it was such a pleasure to be enchanted by Martin for the years they were married (1979-1982).
Isabella says about remembering her mother that the voice is more painful than the image. “The voice is their voice; it takes your breath away.”
She has imaginary conversations with her parents. She says that when you are very close to a person and the person dies, the person is still with you...thinking of them helps keep you company.
Isabella has a love of the avant-garde. She speaks highly of European actors because they disappear into different roles, but a Hollywood star is always the Hollywood star. She mentions how Angelina Joli and Julia Roberts are always the star…their movie is always the adventure of them. Hollywood stars don’t disappear in the role like a European actor. She prefers the avant-garde because it is a release from the financial pressure…it’s more of an experiment…like her bohemian life style.
The biggest problem in her life was reconciling family with work. Work and family were organized at different levels. A woman who has a career eventually pays a price. As she says, “There are consequences with age, so you have to evolve.” She discovered how interconnected life can be and how it naturally evolves as you are open to it.
She spoke earlier on Tuesday to high school students at Booker T. Washington and encouraged them to stay open to new desires and challenges saying that life rarely goes exactly as planned. “As you evolve your career, it never ends.” Fortunately for Isabella, she has always been able to navigate and transition smoothly from one career to the next.
When Skip Hollandsworth asked her, where she is at sixty compared to her mother, her response was that she wishes she had done things earlier…modeling (starting at eighteen instead of twenty-eight), acting (afraid she wasn’t as good as her mom), directing (fifty-six).
Isabella recently bought a farm and says she always wanted to have lots of animals. She bought it on a whim and has become partners with a woman farmer and says she is her kind of girl because she’s organic and plows with horses.
Isabella’s most recent work, a series called GREEN PORNO, seemed to satisfy her thirst for knowledge and love for animals in her curious bohemian way. The series, GREEN PORNO, on the Sundance Channel’s online series explores nature’s sexual habits in a poetic style.
Hollandsworth’s final question was, “if you could be any animal what would you be?” Isabella hesitated answering but then gave the audience the pleasure of an unusual and surprising answer. She began her response by explaining the anatomical specifics of female ducks. Without getting into the graphic detail, her point was that female ducks have something of a trick by which they can chose not to conceive the baby ducklings proposed to be fathered by a male duck (drake) that she does not approve of. I think her point was somewhat feministic; females may have different methods of getting their way that males are not always aware of. Now that’s not so far off the mark, is it?
 
 
 


Catherine de Medici: Italian Duchess, French Queen, Renaissance Legend

Caterina de Medici was a survivor! She was born in Florence, Italy in 1562 and was raised without parents, orphaned as an infant then taken hostage during the Italian Wars. The young Duchessina (little Duchess) was wanted dead at thirteen and locked up in a convent. She cut her hair all off and wore a nun’s habit hoping it would keep people from hurting her. Thanks to her Uncle Clement, the Pope who came to her rescue, at fourteen she was betrothed to King Henry II of France. This united two of the most powerful families in Europe.  
Catherine de Medici was short and had the distinct Medici look (long nose and dark round fiery eyes). She was not beautiful but she was (and still is) unforgettable. Catherine brought many things to the French table. She was a true Renaissance Queen acquainting France to: the first high heeled shoe, the fork, underwear, the side-saddle, fortune tellers, folding fan, ice cream, artichokes and more.
My favorite thing that she introduced (and the reason I grew up knowing her name) is ballet! She was a huge patron of the arts and brought ballet over from Italy. Yes, ballet was originally Italian!! The Ballet Comique de la Reine was the first ballet performance and Catherine was the instigator bringing over Italian masters to choreograph the dance. The court was so impressed with the ballet that they tried to copy similar dances then eventually replaced Italian ballet masters with French, and that’s why the language of ballet became French.
Catherine had a love of architecture as well, and this can be viewed today as we appreciate the building of the Louvre and also the construction of the Tuieleries gardens.
Photos: Catherine de Medici to the left, Comique de la Reine ballet above right, and a Court ball at the Louvre below.
In addition to all of the above she had a love for astrology and was friends with Nostradamus who advised Catherine until his death. She also had a fellow Florentine, Cosimo who was her herbalist. She had a collection of potions, perfumes, and readings that she believed strongly in and sought comfort in when something seemed amiss. Catherine herself was known for having “visions” and was open to knowing the future.
King Francis I was happy to gain fourteen-year-old Catherine from Florence with her large dowry and his grand scheme of taking a chunk of Italy. The two of them got along famously because they shared a love of dance, art, and beauty. Francis actually bought the Mona Lisa from Leonardo da Vinci himself. Catherine’s father-in-law was a big influence on her artistically and politically.
Unfortunately for Catherine there was great difficulty in getting her husband Henry to come to bed with her. He had a relationship with his former older nanny, Diane de Poitiers, who held his love and heart for the rest of his life. I read that both the father-in-law and Henry’s mistress, Diane, would watch them in bed to assist in the making of an heir. Poor Catherine, can you imagine?
Ten years after Catherine and Henry were married they finally got busy and produced ten children and several heirs to the throne. Francis II (married Mary, Queen of Scots), Elizabeth (married Philip II, King of Spain), Claude (married Charles III, Duke of Lorraine), Charles IX (married Elizabeth of Austria), Henry III (married Louise of Lorraine), Margot (married and divorced Henry of Navarre, later Henry IV, King of France) and Hercules (Duke of Alencon) . 
 Catherine’s three last children did not survive infancy. Catherine’s three sons who reigned were in constant religious war between the Catholics and the Huguenots (French Protestants). Catherine (a Roman Catholic) constantly tried to reconcile the religious groups and was trusted by neither group. She favored the Catholics but was open to making peace. That’s why she felt it important to marry Margot to Huguenot Henry, who converted twice during this war.
Once things seem to be going well for Catherine, tragedy struck again and she lost her husband in a horrible jousting accident at the wedding celebrations for their daughter Elizabeth. He lost an eye and died ten days later.
The only surviving member of the Royal Valois dynasty was Margot (Catherine’s youngest daughter) who I find to be the most fascinating of all Catherine’s children. Famous for her sense of style and beauty she was the muse of the court. She deeply loved Henry of Guise, but her mother wouldn’t allow her to marry him because the Guise family threatened to control the throne. She was forced to marry Henry II of Navarre because Catherine thought it would bring religious peace between the Catholics and Huguenots. Margot saved the lives of several Protestants, keeping them in her rooms and refusing to admit the assassins. She was famous for her scandalous behavior, taking many lovers and was imprisoned by her brother Henry III for eighteen years. She wrote her memoirs while imprisoned and later inspired Shakespeare’s comedy Love’s Labour’s Lost and Dumas’ 1845 novel and 1994 movie La Reine Margot.
Photos: Margot de Valois above right, Jeanne de Navarre to the left, and Catherine de Medici below.
As a mother, Catherine de Medici protected her children to the end, but France always came first. She was a Queen who fought for peace and was wrongly accused for some of the worst crimes: the murder of Jeanne of Navarre (Margot’s mother-in-law), the murder of Gaspard de Coligny (the Huguenot leader), poisoning her brother-in-law, and two sons, and planning the Massacre of St. Bartholomew (which killed thousands of Huguenots).
I think of Marie Antoinette, who like Catherine de Medici was not French. Even thought they were centuries apart, the Austrian princess and Italian duchess had a lot in common (not just their sense of style). Each came to France at the age of fourteen, threatened the French culture and they were scorned for not producing an heir right away. They were also both to blame for crimes they did not commit; Marie’s “Affair of the Necklace” and Catherine’s “Massacre of St. Bartholomew.”  The famous Queens’ put France first, but France failed to appreciate them; they were regarded as the enemy and wrongly misjudged.
Catherine de Medici did the best she could as a Queen and mother during her reign; she desperately wanted peace for France and some appreciation for all she had fought for. Catherine once said to the Queen of Navarre, “How sharper than a serpent’s tooth it is to have a thankless child.” This says a lot to me about the kind of person she was; a survivor who was doing the best she could in her difficult circumstance. She lived to be sixty-nine and I imagine her heart was tired, sad, and burdened by what she felt had been a “thankless” life.


Florence: Pizza, Pasta, and Piazzas

When you travel to a new place, you notice that your surroundings aren’t familiar and you’re constantly observing and discovering; senses awaken and you become alive! In Florence, even if it’s a repeat visit, this feeling never ends! Travel recharges the batteries and wakes up the spirit. Only in Florence will your senses scream la dolce vita! You can see art of the Renaissance, touch the thin crispy crust of a pizza Margarita, taste the Chianti wine, smell the fruity olive oil, and hear Giotto’s bell towers…I become zoetic in Florence with its beauty, history, and love. Florence is surreal; the images that you’ve seen in photos and movies magically come to life before your eyes. It truly is a different world. 
Florence was originally named Florentia which means “may she flourish.” Considered to be the most beautiful city in the world it is also the birthplace of the Renaissance. What I love is that the people of Florence are so proud to share their country with you; they are very helpful and eager. It is home to Dante, da Vinci, Michelangelo, the Medici family, and Galileo.  Florence is the capital of art; not only art history but the decoration of their houses, gardens, and fashion is perfection.
I am a fan of all things Italian: gelato, Sienna cinnamon colors, maze of paved stone streets, vespas, pizza, pasta, terracotta pots with colorful red flowers, piazzas, osteries, trattories, lemoncello, leather, jewelry, lace lingerie, Pinocchio…
I used to imagine myself as a travel writer/food critic before we had children. I still subscribe to Conde Nast Traveler and love thinking about planning our next trip. I really look forward to taking our children to Italy; once my youngest gets a little older I think we could do it. Italians love children, that’s not what worries me, it’s the flight there! Italy is known to be the best country in the world to have a child, and to be one! Children are greeted everywhere with enthusiasm.

Enjoying Florence takes time and that’s exactly what you’ll need if you plan to share this extremely fabulous town with thousands of sightseers. The good news is everything in Florence is within walking distance: restaurants, churches, museums, outdoor discotheques…The bonus is that once in the Italian time zone, you magically have more time to just be!
Walking around you will find the Florentine bats are confident creatures (just like Italian men); they are not afraid to swoop down and check you out (again…just like Italian men)! Both are harmless, it’s just their way!
It’s difficult for Americans to adjust to the Italian lifestyle; they linger over meals (being slow is a privilege); taking long strolls, naps, and they never talk about money! Traffic lights are optional and more of a decoration! When an American comes back home they long for that slower pace of life like they felt in Florence, unfortunately that is not American! Unless driving, Italians rarely say vai! vai! (go)!
You can eat very well in Florence, the simpler the restaurant, the better the food. I prefer that simple unrefined cooking that has no airs. It is very Italian to eat what you know; Italians are comforted by the familiar. The Florentines are convinced that the origins of French cooking are directly attributed to Catherine de’Medici’s move to France, naturalmente!
There are beautiful details throughout the city; even the street names… Via delle Belle Donne (beautiful women street). Another reason to walk, you never know what street you’ll end up on for that Renaissance photograph.
Before you go, find inspiration and get the most for your upcoming trip by reading or watching A Room with a View, The Light in the Piazza, and Life Is Beautiful. Listen to the Big Night soundtrack and prepare your palate and belly for the ultimate gastronomic experience.


Things to do in Florence…climb 400 some steps of the Duomo, see the Uffizi museum (make a reservation), see David at the Galleria dell’ Accademia    , the original baptistery door panels by Ghiberti , Fra Angelico’s “The Annunciation” at Museo de San Marco, eat at Villa San Michele (don’t stay there, they will bankrupt you), Piazza Signoria where you can see the most perfect example of a tirebouchon (corkscrew) sculpture.
Photo: Above, Giambologna’s Rape of the Sabines stands outside Palazzo Vecchio. Below, one of Ghiberti's original baptistery panel.

Then in the end it’s always nice to throw down the guide book and follow where your instincts tell you to go. My husband and I loved stopping in a Tabacchi to pick up cigarettes and wine to enjoy on our hotel balcony. Those were some of the most memorable nights; people watching in Florence you will find a plethora of entertainment. Having a gelato in the piazza, you will see just how small our world is. We are all neighbors! I remember seeing the same couple several times during our stay there; I may have gotten a little too friendly when she thought I was going to eat her dessert!



During these last winter weeks you might be suffering from the blues, you could become your own therapist and prescribe a week or more in Florence. It has medicinal cures that are sure to revive your spirit. Even if it’s a long way away until you’re able to go, its fun to plan for the future and Florence awaits with its pizza, pasta, and piazzas! Buona Fortuna! Cin cin! Ciao!
Photo: My husband Derek getting "Italian" therapy!

The Fresh Flavors of Summer



I have an obsession with fresh seasonal fruit. To me the ideal dessert is a summer peach, that's it!
Summer is quickly ripening fruits and vegetables. Julia Child said, "You don't have to cook fancy or complicated masterpieces-just good food from fresh ingredients." Fruit stands and farmers markets are buzzing with fresh flavors. It's hot in Texas and we need something to quench and refresh us.
Certain flavors and spices come to mind during this season abundant with smell. My favorites are: cinnamon, blueberries, tomatoes, avocados, cherries, and lemons (to name a few).
I am reminded of summer by one of my favorite songs. Corinne Bailey Rae sings, "Summer came like cinnamon... So sweet, Little girls double-dutch on the concrete." School is out and I find myself in the kitchen hungrier than ever, I've been starving for summer!
Cinnamon is my favorite spice. Did you know it's a small tree? It grows in India, Egypt, Sri Lanka, Indonesia, and Brazil. Cinnamon is one of the oldest most deliciously known spices. It also has great health benefits. It can be used for that dreadful cold, improve to enhance energy, and help with digestion.
There are endless ways to use it! Some of my summer favorites include sprinkling it on peaches and cream, iced chai tea, and cinnamon ice cream. This is one of my favorite treats during those long HOT Texas summers.

Summer Time Cinnamon Ice Cream:
6 large eggs
1 large vanilla bean
1 3-inch cinnamon stick or ½ t ground cinnamon
1 ½ C whole milk
1 ½ C heavy crème
¾ sugar
Separate the eggs in a bowl. Split vanilla bean, add milk, 1 cup of crème, and sugar to a saucepan with the vanilla bean. Add remaining ½ C crème to the bowl with the egg yolks (I like to save the egg whites for breakfast). Whisk the yolks and crème. Temper the egg yolks (add about ¼ C of the hot milk mixture to the egg mixture so they don't scramble). Then add it all to the milk mixture. Stir on medium low heat until the back of a wooden spoon is coated. Add cinnamon. Strain custard and discard cinnamon stick and vanilla bean. Cool, chill, then churn.
Another summer favorite is the avocado. Did you know it's considered the world's healthiest fruit? Get your potassium and regulate your blood pressure with an avocado a day to keep the doctor away!!

I recommend chef, Craig Alderson's award winning recipe for Guacamole:
4 ripe avocados
Cilantro (handful chopped)
1/4 red onion finely diced
2 Serrano chilies minced
2 limes
garlic (2 cloves minced, and into paste)
2 tomatoes (Roma) diced/seeded
salt and pepper to taste with a dash of tabasco
Cut avocados in half, and scoop out flesh into mixing bowl. Squeeze two limes into mixing bowl to prevent oxidation of avocados.
Chop tomatoes, onion into medium dice add to bowl.
Add chopped cilantro
Add minced Serrano chile peppers
Add garlic
Mash avocados to your desired texture. Cover with plastic wrap until ready to serve chilled.

When I was little, I watched the movie The Jewel of the Nile over and over again. I consider the blueberry to be like the precious "Jewel of the Nile!"
The highest antioxidant capacity of all fresh fruit is the blueberry. Blueberries are: immune builders, age fighting, cancer fighting, heart healthy, good for vision, and also an anti depressant. Yes, it's a super food!

I'll never forget the summer I was fifteen and went to spend a week with my friend Jen's grandmother in Tyler, Texas. We picked buckets of blueberries and froze them. They tasted like sweet cold candy! We couldn't get enough of them and my children are the same way.
My favorite way to use blueberries is with a coffee cake.
Blueberry Coffee Cake:

stick of softened butter
tub of mascarpone cream cheese
cup of sugar
2 eggs
1 C flour
1t baking soda
¼ salt
1T vanilla
Container of blueberries (or as many as you like)
2 T Cinnamon sugar (just mix the two)
Beat softened butter and cheese at medium speed of an electric mixer until creamy; gradually add sugar beating well. Add eggs. Combine flour, baking powder, and salt. Stir into butter mixer. Stir in vanilla and fold in berries. Pour into a 9-inch round cake pan coated with cooking spray or butter. Top with sprinkled cinnamon sugar. Bake at 350 for 1 hour.

I am a magnet for cherries! They might be my most favorite thing to eat! I prefer them straight from the bag, no baking necessary; just a bowl to catch the pits! Cherries are loaded with fiber (I craved them when I was pregnant). Like blueberries, cherries help with heart disease, fighting cancer and are loaded with antioxidants.
For summer birthday parties and showers I love to make little cherry tea cakes.

Cherry Tea Cakes:
1 ¼ sticks unsalted softened butter
1 C flour
1 ¼ C ground toasted almonds (or hazelnuts)
1 C sugar
1 t salt
5 egg whites
4 t cherry brandy
1 T vanilla
30 sweet cherries
Preheat oven to 400. Spray with Pam with flour. Melt butter. Whisk together flour, ground almonds (or hazelnuts), sugar, and salt in a bowl. Beat egg whites in a seperate bowl, and whisk until fluffy with an electric mixer. Stir in cherry brandy and vanilla. Pour in butter, and whisk to combine. Then combine the wet mixture to the dry and let stand for 20 minutes. Use a mini ice cream scoop to pour batter into each muffin tin, filling about half way. Push a cherry into each, keeping the stem up. Bake until a toothpick comes out clean and cakes are golden brown, 12 minutes. Let cool 10 minutes. Run a knife around edges to loosen, and unmold. Cakes can be frozen or stored in airtight containers at room temperature overnight.

It's not summer without enjoying the many varieties of tomatoes the markets have to offer. We need our lycopene! No other fruit or vegetable has the concentration of lycopene as the tomato. There are more health benefits eating a tomato than you can imagine: preventing cancer, heart disease as well as high cholesterol.
Summer Tomato Pasta:
8-10 roma tomatoes (peeled and seeded)
1 lb farfalle (butterfly in Italian) pasta
Fresh grated black pepper
4 cloves minced garlic
1 C chopped basil
2 t mint
2 t salt
1 t red pepper flakes
½ C extra virgin olive oil
½ fresh parmesan
1 C fontina cheese (diced)
½ fresh mozzarella (torn)
1 C kalamata olives
Parmesan
Peel, seed, and chop tomatoes. Mix ingredients and let sit at least 2/3 hours or overnight. Boil pasta. Add cheeses and tomato mixture while warm. Top with grated Parmesan.
You know the saying, "When life gives you lemons, make lemonade?" Well, I think that's because lemons are known to lift your spirits. Maybe it's the color yellow, or that the smell is rejuvenating and calming. Whatever the reason, it's always nice to have an abundance of lemons in your kitchen. I'm crazy about meyer lemons and like to make lemoncello from them. When in Ravello, Italy my husband and I had never seen so many lemons before. Miles and miles of gorgeous yellow that smelled heavenly. I suggest a summer spritzer of lemoncello, Pellegrino, and perhaps some chocolate mint.

When in Italy, one of our favorite things to eat is linguine and clams. It has such a delicate flavor and adding lemon makes it fresh. My husband and I like to make this one together. He grew up in Rhode Island where he used to hand pick little neck clams right by his house. Can you imagine growing up in Rhode Island and having clam bakes?!?
Linguine with Clams
1 lb spaghetti or linguine
½ C extra virgin olive oil
2 shallots, finely chopped
5-6 garlic cloves, finely chopped
3 lb little neck clams, scrubbed
½ C dry white wine
½ C chopped fresh Italian parsley
½ salt
½ pepper
2 T butter
1 T fresh lemon juice
Freshly grated zest of 1 lemon
Bring a large pot of water to boil. Salt (a lot). Add linguine and cook until al dente. In a large sauté pan, heat olive oil over medium high and add shallots and sauté until soft (about 3 minutes). Then add garlic and sauté until golden. Add clams, wine, lemon juice, ¼ of the parsley, and salt and pepper. Cover and simmer until most of the clams have opened, about six minutes. It is important that you discard any clams that do not open. Whisk in butter to thicken the sauce. Drain pasta (save about 1/3 cup for the sauce. Toss pasta with clam mixture and add reserved pasta water to moisten. Sprinkle with lemon zest and garnish with remaining parsley. Serve immediately.  
Marcel Proust said, "The smell and taste of things remain poised a long time, like souls, ready to remind us, waiting and hoping for their moment..." Now is the time to reap the benefits of summer.

I will survive May...with chocolate!


May is such a busy month! There are: graduations, ball games, recitals, school award programs, end-of-year parties...I naturally increase my chocolate intake during the month of May!

It's too easy to say, "I'm so busy!" Everyone is busy the month of May, everyone's head is spinning! Just think, if there was an "I'm so busy" jar in your front office and people had to pay a $1 every time they said, "I'm so busy!" A lot of money would be made the month of May!! Your office could buy lots of chocolate!

I often think of Scarlett O'Hara from Gone with the Wind when she says, "I can't think about that right now. If I do, I'll go crazy. I'll think about that tomorrow." I am the queen of saying, "I'll think about that tomorrow." What happens is, I think about it in the middle of the night and then I can't sleep!

Photo: The most relaxing place on Earth...Positano, Italy

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Moms always have the best intentions to do it all and they get carried away in the "survival of May mode." My husband and I have a painting of Positano, Italy in our bedroom. I wake up in the morning and for a brief moment, fantasize we are there with no schedule to maintain. Then I get up and take a cold shower! I bet most of your Facebook friends say their status is "busy" right now. I recently told someone, "I can't breathe!" She said, "Oh, I know! My allergies are terrible too!" Actually, my allergies are terrible, but that's not what I meant! I didn't bother to tell her though because I know, EVERYONE is BUSY!

I know once June arrives things will start to settle down. But wait!! That's when the in-laws come! Chocolate, chocolate, chocolate!!! Okay, maybe July?!?

I so look forward to being able to concentrate on a book again, throwing my list out the door, and telling my children, "Sure, you can have another popsicle!" I am trying to read a book now, which is ridiculous because I can't focus! "Mortenson opened his eyes. The dawn was so calm that he couldn't make sense of the frantic desire he felt to breathe."

I CLOSE my eyes and think, I can't breathe! I open them and try again but it's no use, I can't focus! Grocery lists, laundry, dinner, papers to grade all cloud my head. Does Zooey have something green to wear tomorrow (she only wears green)? I've got to get the oil changed in my car! We need a new hot water heater! I HAVE to stop by the store to get diapers for Quincy. Oh, I should get more chocolate too!

Relax, you love to read and Three Cups of Tea is supposed to be an amazing book. "Mortenson opened his eyes. The dawn was so calm that he couldn't make sense of the frantic desire he felt to breathe." Merde! Merde! Merde! I get on Facebook and Twitter instead and read what other people are doing! The problem isn't the book, it's May! Where's the chocolate?

A fellow teacher Amy Ball says, "This pops in my head each May, but I think that May is crazier than December! Probably, because it actually starts getting crazy in April and goes through June. At least Summer Break lasts longer." Amy, I'll get you some chocolate at the store!

If you're reading this now, I'm impressed you found a window during the month of May! Thank you for finding the time to See! Have you read Three Cups of Tea? I WILL read this book and I'll read it with Three... Cups of (Reese's) Chocolate!

Love, Work, and Lots of Smiles

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A smile will almost always make a positive improvement to both the love and work that you have in your life. "Love and work... work and love, that's all there is. " According to Sigmund Freud, only two necessities exist for a worthy life - to love and to work. Who knows this better than working couples with children? I think Freud was right as long as both love and work have lots of smiles! A foot rub from my husband at the end of the day can make me smile inside and out and give me the will to do it all again tomorrow. The relationships we have with our friends and family have a far greater impact on our happiness than our jobs do. They are the instigators of our smiles, the sun shining through!

We all need money to support our basic needs, but our happiness is not significantly affected by how much money we make; it is affected by our level of optimism. The Pollyanna in me is optimistic and smiles because I know my attitude can make my day! Being compassionate in all the things we do every day can give us peace of mind and solve a lot of problems simply by realizing that our problems have valuable lessons. Love is always the best solution. If we choose to give positive energy and smile then I think we can become immune to the ups and downs of life and so can those around us.

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Photos: Ashley with her daughter Zooey and son Quincy.
When I was in a bad mood, my Dad would always tell my brother and sister and me, "Smile, you'll feel better! He'd say, "Just let the corner of your mouth move upward ever so slightly and you have a start on it that won't stop!" Even if down in the dumps, smiling would always pull me out of my funk! I like to see this working on my children too. Smiles automatically elevate our mood. Have you heard it takes a greater number of facial muscles to frown than to smile? It really is sooo easy!
Some people and cultures find it annoying or unsophisticated to smile too much. Just look at Posh Spice or the French! Americans smile a lot because we are friendly culture. The French, however, don't smile unless they mean it. That is simply the way of the French. Now Posh, I just don't get!

Haven't you noticed, we are naturally drawn and attracted to people who smile? We want to be near people who are happy so we can figure out how to be happy, too. Frowns and scowls put people off -- but a smile draws people in. When we smile, our body is sending the rest of us a message that "life is good!" We can say sayonara to depression, stress and worry just by smiling!

I can't help but think of Nat King Cole's song:

Smile though your heart is aching;
Smile even though it's breaking.
When there are clouds in the sky, you'll get by.
If you smile through your fear and sorrow,
Smile and maybe tomorrow,
You'll see the sun come shining through for you.


I think most people genuinely care about other people. We look after one another if given the chance. I remember the sweet nurses who would smile at me when I was in labor; it was encouraging and made me feel safe. Nurses must have lots of altruism to do what they do.

If we can rescue Freud's "love and work" every day with a smile, it brings us back to the happy place we are meant to be. All the other problems don't have a chance to grow. Smiling really is contagious -- just seeing a happy face primes our brain and gets us ready to join in on the fun. Everyday smiles can become both a rescue and surrender to life; it really is all good!

I love this time of year. Spring is approaching; it's a time of new beginnings. People smile easily when they can soak in the sunshine of warmer temperatures, see tulips bloom, and children are anxious to search for leprechauns and bunnies. It's a happy time for all.

There is an Irish Blessing I know by heart and it always makes me smile. I think it's perfect for any occasion, but it especially reminds me of spring with the wind, sun, and rain. And being an Irish blessing, it's the perfect welcoming to St. Patrick's Day! I hope it makes you smile!

May the road rise up to meet you.
May the wind always be at your back.
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
And rains fall soft upon your fields.
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.

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Photos: Ashley and her husband Derek. Why are we smiling? We are on our honeymoon (in Italy) :)

A touch of Italian seasoning can be good for a mom

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When it comes to love... it's always better to be Italian.

An Italian woman, wow -- she is a plethora of things. Listen to the passion that comes through the Italian language. When you hear an Italian woman speak, you know that she is confident, sexy, saucy, she can be stylish, she can smoke a cigarette like no other, and she can fight for what she loves! An Italian woman is also a good Catholic wife, she can cook, and is a hard worker, and most importantly she is a mamma. She will love her family with all her heart! Look at Sophia Lauren; she is all of these things. What better role model for an Italian "wannabe" like me!

Sophia Lauren is Italian royalty. I read when filming Nine, people in Rome lined the streets to wave at her. She may be known for her sex bomb roles, but she loved her husband, adores her two sons, and grandchildren, and she still loves to cook for her family.

Photo: Penelope Cruz in the muscial, Nine.

I had been anticipating seeing the movie Nine since I saw the previews in July. I didn't pay attention to the reviews and went to see it with an open heart. One of the first lines in Nine is "What's your favorite pasta?" That's so Italian! I was hooked from then on! I can't get the music and dance out of my head.

Being a dancer and having a taste for musical theatre, I adored the choreography. If I had to pick a favorite scene, I'd say Fergie's "Be Italian." I thought it was sensuous and gypsy like with tambourines, sand, and a chair dance that reminded me of the Kit Kat Club in Cabaret. I would have loved to play her part in this movie. The beauty of acting is that you can pretend to be someone else. What fun it would be to play the temptress!

Nine is set in the sixties. Women wear lingerie with garter belts and satin and lace bras. It balances fantasy, reality, history, dreams and beauty in a way that movies are supposed to. Movies and books are supposed to be a pleasure, an escape and take us away to a faraway place. This is exactly what Nine did for me. Nine is a grand movie, a must see if you love Cinema Italiano.

I thought of the musicals Chicago (I was in this musical in college) and Cabaret (my husband and I saw at studio 54) with all the Razzle Dazzle of the costumes and dancing, I also thought of the Lido in Paris when Dame Judi Dench sings Folies Bergere, and of course the movie La Dolce Vita with the romance of an Italian fountain (one of the most famous scenes in film history). I am that dancer with the big feathers. She's in me!

The sixties in Italy were a time of glamour; there was no such thing as "mom jeans". I like the pizzazz of that time. I try to mix a bit of glamour into my life every day. It might just be red lipstick, but it's something fun to remind me I'm a woman.

Daniel Day Lewis was very intense, very Italian (I would have liked to play a role if it was called Ten)! He plays a filmmaker who suffers from a creative block of procrastination. He has demands of nine women in his life and they are a major distraction when he's trying to make his new film called "Italia." He's one of those men you love to hate.

I think one of the sexiest movie lines ever was when Lauren Bacall said to Humphrey Bogart in To Have and Have Not, "You know how to whistle, don't you, Steve? You just put your lips together - and blow. One of the sexiest dance scenes was the tango in the Chicago movie danced to Roxanne. Now, after seeing Nine I'd say Fergie's dance number beats them both out when her character, Sanghina says before singing Be Italian, "But now I teach you three words, You will learn them and drive your women crazy: Ti voglio bene you will say, It means I want you every day. Ti voglio bene. Ti voglio bene you will learn means every night for you I burn." I think the Italians have more passion than any other culture. It must be in the water...that's why I drink San Pellegrino!

Sanghina is trying to teach the Italian film director about how being Italian is having a love for life, food, dance, drinking, sex, fighting... Live today as if it may become your last. I love that passion and fire. Everyone should have a zest for life that joie de vivre.

The older I get, the more drive and enthusiasm builds inside of me. I attribute it to being a mom. I bet most flamenco dancers are mothers! Being a mother fuels our fire and makes us appreciate every day. Having children makes a woman sexier, stronger, and full of such intense love that we never dreamed possible. I can see myself being a flamenco dancer. Have you ever seen authentic flamenco dancing? It is usually performed by an older dancer and if you watch her face you will see she dances with a love for life; she dances as if it may be her last dance. She is a Gypsy! I think that's why the character Fergie plays is my favorite. Just like the tango scene in ChicagoChicago.jpg, it's a dance that has a strong, defiant, and explosive energy. I just love it!
Love...Italian style should be Ti voglio bene and to live today as if it may be your last. Be Italian!

Photo: Ashley in dancing in the musical, Chicago.

Shall we Tutoyer?

Please let me start by stating, I am not an expert by any means on language studies. However, I have always had a great fascination with cultures and languages. I'm a xenophile!

When visiting another country that we are not familiar with, Americans should politely and humbly ask residents if they speak English -- preferably in their language. I remember when my husband and I were traveling in Italy and we were scared that we were about to miss our train. I ran up to the ticket counter and said with my American manners, "Two tickets please". Well, this older Italian woman was instantly put off by me and we missed our train. I should have made an attempt to ask in Italian; or said, Mi scusi, parla inglese? It wasn't funny then, but I learned a valuable lesson. It is respectful to make an effort to speak the language of the country you are visiting! Many people that travelers encounter do speak English, but it is polite to attempt their language.

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Part of what makes learning a new language difficult is learning the customs, manners, and correct pronoun usage. Tu is used in French when you're talking to someone you know well, like a family member or best friend. Vous is used with people you don't know very well regardless of their age, strangers, corporate hierarchy, or someone older who demands respect. The French word Tutoyer means to address someone using the familiar forms of the pronoun "you" rather than the more formal forms. Tu is a mark of friendship. I think it's correct to say, when in doubt use Vous, Sie, Usted until the native speaker says otherwise.
The French address each other with formality, calling each other Madame and Monsieur, which in a way may seem formal to us, but it signifies a respect for the individual which exemplifies the French way of life. It is expected that bonjour or bonsoir should be the first thing out of your mouth as a greeting in shops and other public places. Failing to follow these rules is considered très rude.

Prior to the French Revolution, people addressed each other with tu. It was the way bourgeois or noble people addressed their servants. Tu (French and Spanish) and Du (German) are for children, family members, and friends.
I don't know about you but I think of Japan as a culture of politeness. I had the pleasure of visiting with some Japanese teachers who came to the school where I teach a few years ago to observe American children in public school. I remember being blown away when the Japanese teachers said they thought America was very strict! I always had the stereotype that the Japanese teachers must be extremely strict because the children are so formal.

My class' Japanese teacher, Yoshie, was explaining to me that there are five levels of politeness in Japan! They are determined by a variety of factors: job, age, experience, children... There are different ways of speaking: honorific and humble. The Japanese culture is structured by polite interactions. The politeness levels in Japan are tremendously difficult and intricate. The male and female patterns of speech and politeness are much different.

This makes the Japanese seem a bit passionless to me. There's a lack of familiarity that we have here. On the opposite end, there are places like Brazil where the people are relaxed and have a liberal showing of affection. Here in the U.S. we are comfortable with informalities but not as intimate as Brazil. Language and culture constantly evolves, but I think politeness and respect can always help keep a nice balance.

Think about the difference in pronouns and the constant capitalization of nouns. In German, a word is written the way it is said. The pronoun Sie has all functions of you, him, her, it, and them. Sie is a way to formally address. We have our own special pronoun in Texas, "y'all!" It is very commonly used here but say it in New York and you have an audience of horrified gawkers!

We CAN hear formal English in everyday life but we might not even notice it because it comes so naturally. A perfect example is The Lord's Prayer Our Father who art in Heaven. But, we don't speak this way unless we're in a Shakespeare play or just want to be gawked at!

It's common to teach babies sign language. My children know the basics: Mommy, Daddy, please, thank you...Children soak up any and all languages when their young. That's why it is so important to introduce language at an early age.

My brother Sean, who is fluent in Spanish, is always trying to talk me into going to a Spanish language school on my summer break. With two young kids, I don't see this happening for a very long time. But, it's a lovely idea!
Mark Twain wrote "a gifted person ought to learn English (barring spelling and pronouncing) in thirty hours, French in thirty days, and German in thirty years." I won't ever be fluent in anything unless I become a foreigner myself! But I have a long standing date with the Rosetta Stone and hopefully that will at least be an improvement!

I feel guilty using the word foreigner because it means: alien, non-citizen, and outsider. If I were living in a country that I didn't grow up in, I wouldn't want to be called "foreigner." After all, this is their home now.

My husband and I went to Paris with another couple years ago. Our travel companion, Julie, grew up in Paris and spoke fluent French. I noticed how careful she was when she spoke in public, especially to waiters and clerks. She mentioned how embarrassed her mother would get when she went back to Paris to visit her family. She would be teased for her lack of "in the know" new phrases and her Texas/French accent. Language is constantly changing! It's impossible to keep up unless you are a world traveler!

There is a German tradition I've read about that I think is perfect and hilarious! Any time you become close enough with somebody that you switch from Sie to du, you seal it by having a beer together. I just love that!

We can sometimes have a lack of respect just because it's in our nature. I have an example as a teacher... If a parent addresses me as Ashley without me asking them to, it doesn't seem quite right! I think you have to wait for someone to tell you it's O.K. to call me by their first name. My parent volunteers will start by calling me Mrs. Cooley along with the children. I quickly ask them to call me Ashley because I think it's nice to be informal and establish a casual relationship. Just as long as you begin your relationship with respect first.
It is a pet peeve of mine when people don't address you at all. Especially in e-mails if they start jumping into questions without a "Dear Ashley," I am put off because it feels like they are shouting at me!

When parents in America get mad at their children, we suddenly stop using cute nicknames and use their full names. I remember my mom and dad saying, "Ashley Elizabeth" instead of my regular "Ash". I knew I was in trouble!
I don't like feeling frustrated! I can usually laugh off most anything. If not I can certainly say merde and shizer! But, when I'm not good at something it fuels my fire to do it better. So, like Mark Twain said; it may take me thirty years but I'll get there and so can you!