Ack! I can't really say that I am happy with blogspot's new format. Ah well, you know, bloggers can't be choosers!

Two glasses of white tonight and it feels like I have sand coarsing through my veins in place of blood. That's a bit alarming, either I'm too old to drink at this point or I've been drinking too long in too short of time. Hmm... interesting question.

I feel as if I am spinning in a centrifuge.... No up, no down just around and back. It's a pretty amazing feeling though... not one that I could recommend to those a bit weak at heart. Luckily, my family is an impenetrable force.. And we REALLY get off on those types of thrill rides. It's just one after the other...and amazingly, we ALWAYS live to tell about it!

I suppose everything has an explanation....but....??

My goodness but these weeks have flown by. I thought it'd be forever and a day until I saw my beautiful husband again. Husband-- that is still an alien term to me, though with each passing day I am growing more accustomed to it.

Life has changed and taken various forms... today I poured over our wedding video... what a romantic man I married. Adrian was barely a boy...Funny thing is it was only a year ago...it seems like ages.. So much has come to light in that short time as I'm sure much more is on the way. For whatever reason my husband and I can't live a life that's socially standard. It has to be filled with great highs and terrible lows, very rarely anything in betweeen.. I'm sure you realize that we aren't adventure seekers, it merely finds us.

I honestly can't remember a time when I was happier. My tenor husband is enabling me to realize my dreams. And together we are realizing ours. We are to go to Europe at the end of the summer. He is already there (obviously). Austria! Of all of the countries in Europe, Austria was one of my favorites. Being brought up on classical music, Mozart was a household name. To be able to walk the streets Herr Mozart once walked to stand in the place of his birth and demise has always been a compelling thought...now it comes to light!

To this blogger, life is moving very quickly and now is the time to stop and REALLY drink it in, savoring every last drop until drunk with absolute pleasure....!!!!

Wednesday, June 25, 2003

I am hungry and I can't seem to find my favorite template. Ah well, I am sure I will have to cut and paste this to the original Hanging. Nothing like the original, or is that Coor's?

Little less than two weeks my husband will finally be joining us in the states. We miss him..Everything in my life has been revolving around times of communication with him. As in *It's 2pm now, he should be out of rehearsal* or *it's 10pm, he should just be waking up and getting his day started* etc...

I will say, I am not unhappy to leave the states come Sept. I will miss my country terribly, but there is too much upheaval. Also there has been an ALARMING decline in popularity of the arts. When the arts is your bread and butter that's a pretty scary thing. So many symphonies, dance companies and yes even opera companies are going under...lack of interest and sponsor abandoment. Luckliy Europe refuses to follow these trends. Thank God they love their opera and even more so, their Tenors.

So, our dear hero overseas has done the nearly impossible, yet again setting examples and the standard for anyone with any kind of balls to reinvent their self image. He has met anyone and everyone important, smiles on a daily basis, made more contacts in three weeks than most people do in three years. I suppose that's why he is generally successful. When given the opportunity he shines like the first ray of the morning..and refuses to dull. There have been things said, like " in less than five years, you will be one of the most important tenors in the world." Well that's some pretty crazy shit to hear, especially about yourself. We are beside ourselves. Missing each other something awful, but REALLY looking forward to the unknown future. The beauty of my husband really is that he doesn't allow *it* to go to his head. He is merely a man out of the Bronx and Snellville,GA, blessed with an incredible talent and humility. We all could learn a few things from Mr. di Villarosa.


Posted by: Jill / 1:34 PM

I will write soon. I am tired lately and haven't the time. We have moved out of NYC and I am missing it like I'd miss any various limb. Packing up our 107th St and Central Park West dwelling was one of the hardest things I've had to do in a really long time. Our last night in NY (and together) was spent at a reception for some big German and Monte Carlo houses and the who's who in opera. Manny sang so beautifully (as usual). Interestingly enough, he was the only singer invited. And yes there was an encore! (thanks to Peter and myself! :) ) It was a lovely night, I drank my weight in red and white... I don't think mixing wines is a good thing and that night was NO exception. But I was nervous for me, nervous for Manny. It was broadcast live on some German TV news station... Strange to have a camera and blinding light following your every move (especially when most of those moves consisted of back and forth to the wine table). Funny though, that morning I was up at 5:30a PACKING! Dust and crap in my throat, eyes and hair. At 10a it was off to Macy's to buy that traditional floor length black dress... yes and after three hours of shopping at probably one of the worst stores for customer service in the country (that's right kids, "Miracle on 34th St." More like "All of them Assholes who don't know their heads from a hole in the ground on 34th St.") I finally found "the" perfect black dress. And thank God it only took three hours! Not like I had an apartment to pack before the movers came the next morning and my flight out in the aftenoon. But again, there at the Goeths Center there was wine flowing, Manny serenading and a lot of nice ass kissing once his mouth opened. This blogger felt like the work and pain had paid off...in a BIG way! After the reception, we whisked ourselves over to NIKO's, one of our haunts...the best Greek Food NY has to offer (Next to Stelio, my father in law, of course)... mmmm I do believe we ordered yet ANOTHER bottle of wine and were able to sit outside. It was beautiful out! So warm. I had spaghetti straps and needed no coat. It was almost as if the city knew we were leaving and wanted to give us a beautiful, warm, fragrant, rare spring night that NY is so famous for... auf Wiedersehen! We will see you in, at least, two years!