i think i’ll steal a line from a good friend: i didn’t think it would be this hard. and i feel rather lame because of that. most people leave. most people go away from family and friends at some point. most people go to school (and for longer than this!). but i’ve never heard of… Continue reading there she goes

tired of seeing pictures like this one? too bad. life doesn’t always go your way, don’t you know that? saying goodbye is not very much fun, but it can be rather entertaining. especially when your friend has to bend over to give you a hug (and then of course your sister is right there and… Continue reading pix (i spell it that way ’cause i’m so cool)

pictures of our now-named-boy (it was officially decided this afternoon) can be found here. Ryan Jameson (we’ll call him, Jameson — which is pronounced, JamIson, not just James-son) is home with a happy daddy and mamma and nana. – – – – – – – – tonight my arms couldn’t be raised high enough. my… Continue reading …

so i’m an aunt. again. he’s a big boy with brown hair and the most dunphey looking face ever (he’s just missing the glasses). he’s loud and his upper lip quivers when he cries and he didn’t like the ridiculous eye drops they must use on these newborns now. he’s perfect and i can’t be… Continue reading baby

“Once upon a time, on the north shore of Long Island, not far from New York, there was a very, very large mansion, almost a castle. And on this very large estate lived a small girl. And life was pleasant there and very, very simple. But, then one day, the girl grew up and went… Continue reading Paris is always a good idea

– spending an hour at my bank and walking away with my own “real grown-up account.” i figured my savings account, which only my father can withdraw from (no, he’s not a control freak), wouldn’t be very convenient because of the distance between us, so now i have a debit card, a credit card, and… Continue reading lovely things i’m thankful for…

one week. or seven days. either way, it’s a short amount of time before i step onto a plane and fly away. is it okay that i’m a tad bit scared? oh, i’m excited and am so happy about being in germany for six months, but a little nervous at the same time. wanna come?… Continue reading …

i could put all my pictures right here on my site, but they have to be small to do that and who wants to squint at pictures? i don’t. so if you want to see, push on the links — those would be the words in green. DP said that we shouldn’t wake up and… Continue reading try the link

want to know what i’ve really been thinking about? we’ll see what this stirs up… *disclaimer: i’ve not come to any solid conclusions and these are all just wonderings. they are in no way pointedly directed at any individual(s). 1. drinking. where is the line? is it okay to drink or should you never touch… Continue reading thoughts and paintings

you really don’t have to tell me — i know i’m spoiled.  i can’t even tell you how many hours have been spent at a certain salon here in the north country having fun with my hair and getting experience coloring hair myself (no worries, it was her hair).  i’m here again… now waiting for… Continue reading hair