My week at a glance..

Well it’s been quite the week here in good ol’ Milano! First of all I woke up on Monday morning and my little 3-year-old had a serious fever, as in pull out the cold wash clothes and call the pediatrician ASAP fever.  Time spent holding 3-year-old while sick: first 72 hours, including night shifts.

After 4 days of fever and antibiotics somebody finally starts feeling better

Wednesday morning I went flying out my door with 6-year-old on heel only to find this when I got to my car. Now, I grew up in this stuff but I also know the chances of me having an ice scraper in my car are pretty thin. Time spent trying to scrape ice off windows with plastic toy found in car: 15 minutes, time spent driving daughter to school 1 hour.

Wednesday morning in Milan, now where's that ice scraper?

Thursday it stopped snowing, just a few flakes here and there –  which is good because the last time it snowed for more than 1 day the city like shut down including public transport. I’m not kidding it was bedlam. Something to do with new snow plows and no one to run them I heard. Time spent waiting for tram: 5 minutes.

Tram stop Viale Piave Milano

Friday I had a bit of a problem in my apartment with the wood floors, so they came to check it out and when I got back from picking up my daughter from school I found this: Time spent being furious about new hardwood floor: too much to admit.

Friday: where I come from this is not a small problem, this is definitely medium if not large..

SO THAT OF COURSE LED TO THIS:

Friday night: My martini and my Inga Savits bag at The New Armani Hotel in Milan

Which of course was just an excuse I had been wanting to go check out The New Armani Hotel that opened here in Milan. Beautiful, very Armani, very worth checking out. Time spent drinking martini(s): unknown.

that of course led to an entirely different picture the day after..

About Cassidy_S

My name is Cassidy, I live in Northern Italy with my husband and 2 kids. When I first arrived to Italy the only thing I was sure of was that I wanted to live in this country, a country that is not known for its organization but is more beautiful than you can imagine!
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