I've banged my shins on the corner of that new bed twice already...

Wonderful thing for Monday and Tuesday:  Sister Evertsen's offer of help.  I'm in charge of a zone luncheon a week from today, at the Florence building.  I've been "planning" it but not really tending to the logistics.  Monday I called her to "pick her brain" about the resources in Florence.  She jumped right in, gave suggestions, offered help...I feel much better - and abashed that I hadn't made actual assignments before now.  We've made two trips to the mission home (I've been saying Milano, since it's the Milano mission, but really the mission home is in the suburb of Opera), one to pick up the mission van, in which we carried home a bed, a dresser and a couch, and the second to bring back the mission van and pick up a couple of random items.  The mission office elders are so willing to help, and Sister Dibb, the president's wife, is a master at having the vision of how things ought to be done.  We were amazed that we were able to pack all that stuff in.  We aren't sure how we're going to arrange the living room, but it's shaping up as a welcoming place for our GANS.  We met two wonderful young women GANS last night.

Fun thing:  went to the DiBlasio's for dinner last night.  They have a pizza oven outside.  She made, I'm guessing, 20 pizzas!  A couple plain, with only oil and salt (focaccia, basically); some with tomato sauce and mozzarella; some with julienned potatoes and rosemary (my favorite, actually); and one, covered, with cooked cabbage and eggplant.  That's right, folks, you heard it.  Though you will never find pizza here with pineapple, it's not as though they don't get creative - and they were good!  Oh - we didn't eat all twenty pizzas.  Sorella DiBlasio freezes some and takes some to her large family.