Monday, February 23, 2009

'no nonsense' style of living















So this was my home for the weekend. We packed up the doggies and headed for a cabin in the mountains for a few days to soothe the soul. It was my first time staying in the mountains. Growing up my family vacations consisted of camping at the beach or various houses in VA Beach or the outer banks hence the horrendous tan I'd get (and still get). I can't begin to explain the solitude and solace this place emits. We arrived Friday just in time to catch the sunset over the mountain (which we had a full view from inside and out of the cabin). Now, about the only thing I can do without is the absurd cold weather but I can't complain with awaking to snow outside your window. Or I simply need to learn to wear socks ;) those that know me well know that I'm 'anti-socks'. Maybe it's the islander in me but I find no need for them. I must say the biggest thing I enjoy about our little cabin in the mountains is the 'no nonsense' style of living. You bring the essentials (food, clothing, dogs, and most importantly bottles of wine) . You cook all your meals, hike for a bit, hot tub for a bit more, star gaze at the most beautiful constellations in the black canvas that is the sky and that's it! You have meaningful conversations with your best friend, hang out on the couch in front of the fireplace with your furry best friends, and...breathe. It's that simple. And never have I enjoyed simplicity as much as I did in the mountains.

Wednesday, February 18, 2009

hugs and kisses through mail

i received this uber cool e-mail from my mom today. the girl and i sent her flowers for valentine's day (yes, i'm a sap) and she wrote me the most beautiful letter that almost left me in tears. it's the most amazing thing to have such supportive parents that are thankful for their daughter and uh...daughter-in-law. it's a damn good feeling.

then, one of my fave cousins (who has spent the last few months trekking the 'motherland' aka the Philippines) sent me an e-mail that kept me up to date on her international adventure. i've always admired her for her ability to 'supertramp' across the globe and leave this hum drum of a life on the east coast.

anyway, it was day full of hugs and kisses through mail. if i went into greater detail about other sappy e-mails and ecards you might vomit on yourself so - i'll spare you that much.

so it seems 2009 is the year of travel for me. almost as if trips are popping up every which way. lord knows, i'm not complaining just interesting how fate has these things planned and they all seem to fall into place. like where you find yourself now and how the past seems almost like a dream. realizing you are that same person just life has been injected with different people and different experiences and (if you're lucky) injected with massive amounts of happiness. often times i hate being so introspective and hate my ability to analyze and the fred savage 'wonder year's' narrative that goes on in my head. but without it i wouldn't wallow...or rather 'savor' all
the big and little pieces of life.

savoring makes for good songs, poems and stories for the kiddies.

Tuesday, February 17, 2009

I heart my iPhone

Remember when we were kids and pretended that we had 'futuristic' gadgets. Those that could talk back to us like robots and transport us from point A to B. Well, no matter how old I get I will have some geeky gadget to play with and pretend I can rule the world through it's keys. Yes, I am 12. I can sit here at work and work my thumbs to death, write blog entries like no ones business and not get busted by the internet police... IT assholes. How's that for 'sticking it to the man'?

attempting this new venture...blogging

alright, alright. so i've fed into it. allowing random and not so random people into my life's daily doings but it seems as if time hasn't been available for me to push pen to paper these days. instead i've succumb to being technologically saavy and creating this blog. maybe in a way feeding the inner child hood dream of being a writer, the closeted jealousy of tony bourdain, or the ability to blog from my iphone - either way...here i am.