Let your family take you back to your original mind-

With ten years of another part of my life missing and four years being the last time i've seen my father, One day was all it took.

I last saw my dad when i had to undergo a surgery - heavily sedated i made it a point to remember your denim jacket. Other than that day, it would have taken us back to double digits.

December 4th 2010 was a new day stepping back into my (g)olden days. I finally did what has been pent up for years. I went home. Home to a place where I know exactly who i am with a wiser verson of myself. I haven't seen it in over 10 years. Once started as a Log cabin of one bedroom, has now gained height and width. Built with a soul and dream, the site of it brought me to an instant trip of joy and overwhelm-ness.

I can't believe how beautiful the house has come along. I pictured what it would be like to celebrate Thanksgiving or Christmas there. With the fireplace lit, snow covering the cabin. There was so much to look at, but all everything showed me a reminder of just how much time had really passed.

It was as if I was able to look back at certain places and see myself in a younger virison. I can remember grading papers with you, the more i helped, the faster you'd come and play. My farther is a Science teacher, with tons of red marked papers. I can remember swimming in the ponds to cool off on hot summer days and the phrase "while most girls put cat's in their bicycle baskets, there's Roria...catching her frogs and putting them in her cannone". I can remember to check for ticks. I can remember the leather hand stitched pillow I used to hate but learned to love. I can remember making you always be the Shoe in monopoly and giving myself the Dog. I remember finishing my plate because "We don't waste in the country" even if my tiny tummy was full. I can remember trips to the post office and breakfast at Blondie's and if i was really good...ice cream at Holy Cow. I can remember going to drive - inn movies and falling asleep each of the 3 times during Free Willie. I can remember being embarrassed every time we went to Grand Union because you would sing all funny in between the isles. I can remember sleeping on the wooden floor and watching the popping of the lit fire. I can remember learning to drive the Jimmy, Bronco and pick up truck. I can remember failing Uncle Richie's quad road test the first time. I can remember when i earned the title "Mountain Woman." I can remember going back home to moms house being filthy. I can remember when I had a tick stuck in my head. I can remember when you wanted "downtime" which ment it was time for a nap. I can remember shaving your head and drawing a smiley face on top....out of mustard. I can remember falling through the ice. I can remember pulling down trees for fire wood. I can remember after dinner it was always "The kitchen is closed" I can remember rolling down the hills in the construction tubes. I can remember going hiking and hunting. I can remember "Indian Jodie" braiding my hair in grass. Some of my favorite childhood memories have been made on the lands of my fathers. But things happen, and so did the years.

I've made and chosen to set aside what is it that happened. From here on out I am working to patch things up. I've missed that life, and oddly enough where i've been has strangely always matched up. There is still so much i need to discover about myself and understand. Through my father i am finding such. I have never been so in tune with myself than this year. And now i can finally get answerer's to all that i have been wondering about. I am happy with my moves made but I know things wont unfold in the matter of days. This is something that will have to basically be reborn, reintroduced....from both parties. I am up against a lot but am for it. As cliche as it sounds...."the time is now."

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Halloween!

. a pin gal and Coolio! .

. Pin up Gals! .

. Oh dexter! .

. And another Pin up! .

. Adam & Alyssa .

. Coolio and me! .

. Kat as a sugar skull, Terrie as a zombie and myself as a gypsy! .

Nature is a language can't you read?

Sunday was my only day off from Halloween hell at my job. What better way to spend the day hiking with my girrrrrrrrl?! Kat and I got egg sandwich's, and green teas from Starbucks and headed to New Jersey Palisades Overlook. It was a perfect day to visit this spot we've been trying to get to for a few months now. My camera died half way through so below are pictures that i took. Kat has the rest. I learned that Kat is afraid of heights and i am the epidemy of an Aries.Kat needs to think of everything and every move before she makes up her mind. Me on the other hand, as an Aries, WE JUST DO IT! Good and bad. I literally climbed over the barricades to take pictures at the end of the cliff that rose soo high that if you were to fall it would be an instant death. I had to talk Kat into joining me right up to the very edge - it was a high for me...Literally. Over time she did. We are rule breaks for the rush, experience and photos. The grounds were pretty decent for the location. The overlooked viewed parts of the Hudson River and Westchester NY.

+ More to come.

where are we?

. Mike D & Me .

. Adam . Alejandro . Me .

. The closest we'll ever come to ugh, Glee .

. Mike D & I including Jared in our plans even if he's not out .

. Laughing at Mike, Alejando laughing me .

. I didn't want a red cup, is that ok princess?! .

+ Photos taken by Aylssa :o)

Welcome back Modest Mouse.

The once rained out show rescheduled for yesterday was a sucess! Such a good show - Isaac Brock  is the lead singer, guitarist, banjoist, and songwriter of Modest Mouse and is the brains of the band. He is such a weirdo! So much talent, that was even more present when seeing them live. He is so dreamy on the banjo.
Anywho, here's a few flicks:

. good tunes and good sitting grass .

. i has dimples yo .

. favorite picture of us taken, we look like funny liddo creatures! .

. ground hair .

. lights .

the good times are killing me.

I've been having such wonderful days. Over the weekend I took a trip back home to CT.
Spent much needed time with my dear friend Lisa. It's amazing how similar we are - and how we are able to go back to the way things have always been between us despite the distance. I've never known another with a warmer heart such as hers. My whole time spent was filled with laughs and good times. Made me feel real honored to have such a great soul as my best friend. Lisa is the one person I can truly say knows me better than I know myself. The minute I got there, we were already matching...freaky!  We went Downtown Danbury and checked out "The Taste Of Danbury" where the Marshall Trucker Band played. A sure home for the two of us, in our glory. They were seriously great - so much significance. The next day we spent the morning giggling in the attic and watching Joey putt holes in ones(?) Ate at Bagel Man, home of the BEST morning foods. We went thrift shopping where I got the most awesome stuff! I spent a total of $14.00 on: the best Indian sweater, off the shoulder poncho that I am truly obsessed with! It has a huge pocket on one side, fringe and is the MOST comfortable...I need the cold weather! I bought a scarf, another grandpa vest this time with beads and another sweater. I also got my old Photography camera back while I was visiting! It's a Konica Minolta Maxxum 70 all film camera - truly a gem. After shopping we stopped by our old dock by my old house we used to chill at. Shot some pictures, sat, talked. Relived old times for a bit. We then went to my favorite spot to eat in all of CT. It's a little place called "Texas Taco" I wish I could have taken pictures, but RoseMary frowns upon such. Also, the minute you get through the bizarre landscape, the front door reads "No Photos!" A big ol' slap in the face i really wanted to type "slap of de bass mon!" Umm...Yeah, it's a small 3 roomed place that is one big acid trip. With huge black and white checkered floors, an a collection of everything you could ever imagine thrown around on the walls - it really is an organized mess. There is so much art and creativeness, that you are literally overwhelmed by all of it. But the way RoseMary designed everything, you could tell was really thought out...even though it is all RANDOM AS FUCK. Lisa and I felt the best way to describe it is, one big "I SPY ROOM." I forgot to mention the live monkey that was once apart of the atmosphere. That changed. Now there's a taking Parrot.
The food is great, well...the 4 options you can choose from. I always get the burritos. Scrumptious. I forgot it even talk about Rosemary. You can literally read her story on the wall - but she is an older lady, I want to say upper 50's...purple hair, crazy brows and make up...coolest clothes and jewelry! She started her business just selling Taco's in NYC with her cart and blue hair....the cart is on the front lawn of the place. As time went on (I'm giving the most half assed story) her business grew and became famous for her tacos. A restaurant later and now a little 3 roomed place she is still doing her thing! Later we got Dunkachino's - again, haven't had that in years and boy was it delish! All the little things made our day so great, we kept laughing and saying how much we ruled. From the food to the weather...everything was just so simple and great. We've never been much to please. With the sun going down and my energy fading, my stay came to an end.
:(. When I got home, Mama had a bowl of warm potato soup waiting for me. What a perfect ending to a perfect day! :)

+ pictures to follow!

ketchup with me.

all i do is dance and go to festivals, meet new people, twist, john blaze, drink your beer and make ya laugh....i've been dominating life so hard lately. I'm where i want to be, with who i wanna be.

. free beer!.

. feast of friends .

. Festival fun .

. the sun was high, and so was i .

. Sun goes down .

. Litte moon begin to rise .

. Bluepoint .

.  i can't see your face in my mind .

. Bradstock 2010 .