The neighbor across the hall has just set off his burglar alarm again.  He does it on a weekly basis.  Fortunately he turned it off quickly as I have a wee bit of a headache today from too much Limoncello last night.  This is what happened.  While waiting to pick up our little girl, who has returned with many tales about her week in Dublin, GP and I decided to go out for pizza.  We met GP's new colleague and his wife at one of our favorite places in the center. They are newly married, 6 months, and still all dreamy-eyed and cute.  He looks just like an over weight Ben Affleck in his bearded stage. After dinner the "men" were talking about their new venture when for some reason "Ben" mentioned that his father used to work with GP at his first job 30 odd years ago.  I said, "How old is your father?", to which he answered, "He was born in 1960."  I WAS BORN IN 1960!  This kid who GP is now in business with could be MY kid!  This is when I started hitting the just delivered Limoncello.  More than two shots gives me a headache.  I had more than two shots.  These two kids could very easily be our children but are already mature, responsible adults with careers and enough gumption and money to invest in a upstart company.  At 26, (which is their age!!!), I was a complete and utter idiot with no idea about what I was going to do with my life.  In fact I don't think I started finding my footing until a good 15 years after that!  People like this make me think I wasted a lot of time I'll never get back.  I lived in Italy for close to 7 years back in my 20's.  I remember practically nothing of that time except that I lived to go home summers.  Wasted opportunity.  When back in the States I drifted from one job to another following GP around as he changed jobs building his career.  More waste.  It wasn't until I became a mom and decided to return to school at 40 that I was proactive with my life and future.  Which is why the Limoncello.  Plus the restaurant makes it's own and it's very yummy.  xxoo from Depressed, Old, Headachey me.