Maggie and I were sent out to get wine and beer for everyone and they would not sell it to us because I did not have my i.d. but Maggie had hers.  So I get it you can’t be in the liquor store and pick up alcohol and you don’t have your id and you look younger than 35 or whatever.  So we had dinner and then Mags and I went back to the liquor store and the woman upon getting my passport started looking through it!  Then told me that she had to make sure my U.S. Passport was real by finding the most recent stamp.  Which is ridiculous and something no one not even in the state of New Jersey.  So the woman told me not to have an attitude and I told her that it was none of her business where I had been and that there was very little chance that my passport was fake.  She was being a bitch on a power trip and I don’t need to buy anything from someone like that.  I expect people to treat me politely and if they don’t I won’t spend my money there.  That is it.

So we went to Weinsteins liquor and were helped by a very nice Asian man who looked at my passport and then allowed me to buy booze.  By just looking at my clearly legitimate id.

Anyway I spent the evening on the porch drinking wine with my family.  It was fun.

My mother woke me up at 9 even though I asked her to wake me up at ten.  Because she is crazy but more on that later.  I got up had some pancakes and walked down to the beach.  Where I continued to feel like a creepy old lady checking out the lifeguard boys who are just really really pretty.  Which makes me feel like a creepy old lady.  Which I am actually kind of ok with.

Left the beach to shower and get dressed for Jennys wedding and we left NJ at like 1240.  We got to Chestnut Hill early and went to a bakery to grab a bite to eat before we went to the wedding.  Maggie hopped on a train and we drove over to the church.  It was odd because I have known Jen for so long and I don’t really anymore.  When we were younger we were going to be in each others weddings and I was not in hers.  If I have one I doubt it will be big enough to include her in as well.  I feel like I will probably just have something small nothing like what she had.  But the church was beautiful.  Intricate stained glass windows and a wonderful vaulted ceiling.  It was really a pretty sight.  So Jenny got married.  It was a pretty ceremony she wore a beautiful dress that was really pretty it had wonderful detailing and was not full length but mid calf.  Which she seemed worried about but everyone seemed to love.  She really pulled it off wonderfully.

After the wedding we drove to the Marriott at the airport which is where I was staying so I could make my 5:45 am flight.  We dropped off my stuff and sat for a minute which was nice as I was really tired.  We headed over to the reception which was held at the Ballroom at the Ben.  It is a really great space with wonderful lighting and the food was really good too.  It was going really well until after dinner when we were dancing and all of the sudden my stupidly drunk mother gets all pissed off and leaves the dance floor.  She spent the rest of the wedding sitting at the table or telling my Dad and I how we always laugh at her.  Which I don’t think we do, mainly out of some saintly restraint that we have developed over the years because she is ridiculous.  She is not smart and she is mean.  She has ruined the last thing for me.  From now on I am just going to do what I want to and give her as little control as possible.  My dad and I were having a great time and she just decided she did not want to anymore because she was sad and she needed attention and it was ridiculous and I really hate her for it.  Wonder what kind of bullshit she will pull at my wedding.

So my parents left early and I stayed because I told Jenny I would and have a drink with her at their hotel before I left for my hotel and a few hours of sleep before traveling today.  So I left the reception on my own and made my way over to the Omni for a drink with Jenny before I had to go to the hotel and go to sleep.  After forty-five minutes I was done, so I got a cab over to my hotel, showered and went to bed.

Waking up in three hours for an eight-hour trip to Costa Rica, I am excited!

They were gone in about ten seconds.  That is how food in my parents house goes though.  If you are not there when it is put on the table you probably are not going to be getting any.

We went over to the pool then and hung out for a while.  There was a super cute like 17-year-old boy working the ticket booth which just made me feel like a creepy old lady.

After the pool I needed to get shoes for Jen’s wedding so I went to the mall with Maggie and we dropped my mom off at impact which is her favorite store on earth.  Which was apparently a huge mistake since Anna decided to go to my parents and was pissed we were not there.  We got home and ate dinner after Anna managed to freak out on me.

They left after dinner and we hung out.  I did my laundry and kind of packed but not really and we watched “The Man in the Moon”  It was ok but we hung out mostly and talked instead of watching the movie.

I can’t find my green Dooney bag which is annoying and even though I left it in my closet when I left for tour it is not there and it is annoying.  It makes me angry that I cannot put something away and then have it.  That it always disappears or just ends up somewhere else.  It is just rude of them to do and I hate it.

I HATE IT.

Woke up at ten thirty and bummed around a bit.  Got a hair cut at noon and now have actual layers in my hair which makes me look like less of a slob which is nice.  Then I went grocery shopping, I was only supposed to get buttermilk for the fried chicken my brother was making tonight but ended up getting some salad stuff for dinner as well.

I was supposed to hang out with Jenny at some point to put labels on jars of honey for her wedding but she never called me back.  So I decided not to waste my day and went to the pool to meet up with my brother-in-law, niece and nephew.  We hung out there for a bit then Madeline (my niece) and I went to run errands.

We went to Target and walked around for a while, I bought a dress, two shirts and a pair of crappy summer shoes.  I also bought “The Blindside” and “Coco before Chanel”  We got home around six and were expecting to just sit down with the family and eat but instead hung out and played apples to apples until dinner was ready.

Dinner with my family is always joyous and there is laughing.  It is like being with my good friends and laughing for hours.  We joke and poke fun at each other.  It is why I love them so very much.  They make my life infinitely better.  It is why I look forward to time with them.

After dinner Anna and her family left and we watched “Coco before Chanel”  It is about Coco Chanel before she was famous.  It was moving and made me want to watch more of my french movie collection.  I started with La Vien Rose which is the story of Edith Piaf.  It is a beautiful movie and I could honestly watch it forever.

My brother made fried chicken for dinner, we had salad and corn as well.  It was delicious.  He made it to go with the hot sauce I brought it from Nashville.  He loves hot sauce and this stuff was good, so I got him that and a Johnny Cash shirt for his birthday.

Tomorrow I need to pack and get ready for the wedding as I am going to the beach on Thursday, spending the night and then heading straight to the wedding from there.  Which I guess will be cool because I am going to look all beachy and tan when I go to the wedding.

For now I will head to bed.

Last I heard from U.S. Airways they had a possible match at the Philadelphia Airport.  Lord knows when I will get it.

Moving on…

I am going to try to write everyday.  Even if it is just a few sentences or what I ate for dinner (stuffed shells).  I need to start remembering the things that happen in this amazing life of mine.  My cousin emailed me today inviting me to his 4th of July party in Florida and for a visit.  I politely declined because I am flying to Costa Rica on Saturday.  He told me I had balls, I was a jet setter.  That people wanted to have my life, it made me really love mine even more.  Even the walk from my plane to the baggage area in Philly was joyous.  I truly do love airports,  well maybe I just love the places they take me, the point is they take me to new places, warm places, familiar places into a familiar bed with my lovely family that have loved me since the day I was born or to the new families I make on the road that treat me like they have loved me all my life.  There truly is nothing better than that.

So I will write, EVERYDAY.  I must.

For now I will sleep in my own BED.  With my comforter and my pillows in my pajamas I have not worn in months because they were in my closet and I have no suitcase to just use what I normally would use.

Tuesday: Errands, Haircut, Help Best Friend put stickers on her wedding favors for Friday! Dinner with family.

Wed: Sleep late.  Pack, repack, send box to Albuquerque to bring minimum amount of stuff to Costa Rica.

Thursday: Beach with family.

Friday: Best Friends Wedding!

Saturday: 5:45 am.  Begin trip to Costa Rica for six days of relaxation.

July 8: Fly to Albuquerque.

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Air travel is amazing. I am currently flying over the Atlantic heading to Munich stretched across two seats on the biggest airplane I have ever been on. It is 8 seats across and literally has three different sections, first of course and two sections of coach. Each seat has its own television and then you can select the different movies, tv, or music you want to listen to. It is good stuff. I have watched the first two episodes of sex and the city, half of a show called how I met your mother which I would need drugs to watch again, Post Grad and now The Time Travelers wife which I am excited about because I read the book. Though I have seen his mother die like three times and I don’t really want to see it again.

I am both excited and apprehensive about this trip, it is nice because I am getting a virtually free trip to Barcelona for two weeks. I am nervous because I was with these people for several years and then when it was really getting good was not able to continue on to Europe. I am afraid because I used to fit in with them and they were mine and I was theirs, now I am not sure if that will go back to how it was. But I intend to do what I want when I want and to work out every day, get myself back in the groove of taking care of myself. My old best friend on the tour and I had a falling out three months before I left. He apparently still does not care if I am alive or dead so we shall see how that works. But I will get to see several people who mean a great deal to me.

Niki is one of my favorite people in the world. She is the bubbliest most pleasant person I have ever met. She gives me a hug every time I see her, she is encouraging and positive, she is amazing. I need her in my life and was fortunate enough to see in November but under sad circumstances.

Next up is Robinson. Who is my own personal giant. He is a tall hippie, who loves the desert, golf and john stewart. Oh and Chocolate, dark chocolate. He is just as supportive as Niki but not as much of a hugger. He looks out for me and guides me, when I have choices to make. He also does not judge me which is great, because he has seen me do some pretty stupid things and people. Which is unfortunate because his opinion of me is important, and even though he says he still loves me and I am a great person I know he disagrees with some of my choices. I have not seen him in 125 days.

Tyler is Niki’s boyfriend and has been for a long time, they own homes right next to each other in Toronto. He has always been a great person for me, funny and nice. A person I am so happy is part of my life. I wish I could talk to him more but he is not really an email kind of guy. But he is amazing and the last time I saw him was because of the sad circumstances I mentioned above. His brother died and he had to come home from Europe, Niki came with him and they had a lay over in New York for several hours on their way back to tour.

I have kind of come to the conclusion that the rest of the people are not incredibly important. There are people that I am excited to see, Doce, Joy, Josh, Clare, etc. But those three are my top three, that I would fly half way around the world to hang out with. I need a hug from each of them, and some laughs and then I will be ok. I need to talk to them about the tour I am about going on in 29 days, the life and difficulties I am going to face. I am so excited for this, and I think that is why I was so nervous to get on this plane. They are the people that know me now, when I started touring I was a different person than I am now. I left the people that had known me the best and traveled the world for years. When I go back they want the person they knew and I am no longer that woman. I am different and I will never be the one that they knew. These people saw me grow up, they saw me learn and change and grow. I am happy to get to see them again, and I really cannot get there fast enough. Now if only this crying baby would go to sleep!

Back tracking a bit, Christmas with my family was stressful and drove me insane. I am not cut out for consistent family time. Even if I lived by them I don’t think that I would be capable of being around them all the time. I have been unemployed for 125 days over 65 of those days have not been spent at my parents house. This does not seem to affect how I feel about them. Unfortunately I am pretty sure it is only my mother that makes me feel this way. Which is unfortunate, I used to be able to get along with her so well but now I can barely stand the sound of her voice. Maybe that is why I run off into the world without looking back, but every once in a while I really need her. Like I am on the road and it makes me cry that my mom is not there, sick to my stomach homesick. So I have traveled during this free time to California, New York, Philadelphia, Las Vegas, New Jersey, Virginia, and now Europe for two weeks. My family got me 105 dollars in itunes gift cards, a smelly travel thing, which I am actually excited about though surely doomed to forget the first time I use it. But it was such a nice thought. I also got some socks, an incredibly ugly vera Bradley back pack (thanks mom) and socks. These things reflect my families knowledge of me. Though I guess me living out of suitcases does not really allow them that much flexibility on what to buy me.

Oh well first world problems in the end I am all good, and a very very lucky person. Happy New Year!

Regardless Happy Holidays!

The apartment also features a stripper pole and disco ball.

I am off to hopefully make bad choices.

Adios!

Friday I went to dinner with three lovely girlfriends to Fiore.  The service as always was amazing and due to a connection to the owner we were treated to complimentary soup, pizza, desert and wine.  We will be returning next Friday.  We followed this up by meeting up with a fifth lady then arguing over where to go in the bitter cold.  Thank goodness T had her car.  We headed over to the The Woods to meet up with a buddy of mine who also had his friend with him.  We will get back to the friend as the most important thing of the evening was the car featured below. Not only did it have working christmas lights, antlers and a bumper made of stuffed animals it was BLARING “Dominic the Donkey” Which made it even better. So thank you car for making the walk to dinner that much more amazing.

T’s button collection which adorns her car is also below, to get a shot that even came out we held up a few cell phones which probably looked ridiculous consider the five of us were crammed into and shivering in her city friendly mini car.

Back to The Woods, the music was excellent but it was insanely crowded which congrats to the bar owners is good for them but makes me hate people. I will be going back next Friday after dinner at Fiore again for a friend’s birthday so I guess I should not complain. Not that anyone reads this anyway. That is where I met my friend’s friend who I was told by the friend is shamed by girls regularly for being so weird. I did not think he was that weird in fact I found him nice and charming so when my friends and I were leaving the bar to go to a party and he asked to come I said yes. A drink in at the party and he stopped speaking and just started gesturing then became the person who just stands at a party. I should mention he is a kindergarten teacher which amused me when he could no longer stand up well. So I returned him to my friend through a 45 minute ordeal that involved walking a friend halfway home, a hired car, getting my car with a sober friend, driving to the bar where our mutual friend was and then to the mutual friends apartment when we determined he was not at the bar. Then I sat on my friends stoop for ten minutes with this boy who in the end was just another run of the mill dude than what I was kind of hoping was awesome.

Saturday we went to a craft fair at 3rd ward, I spent money. This is I am sure shocking.

Then we went to Brooklyn Label for brunch, I love this place. It is yummy you should go there. Also they have really good hot chocolate.

Sunday was great, we went to Connecticut to visit a friend had lunch then went bowling which was much more fun than I remember it being. We then drove back to the city to the Upper West Side for a friends Christmas/Birthday Party. Where I got to see a lot of old friends from college.

Sunday was brunch at BK Label again, stopped by the BK Brewery then drove to my parents house in Philly. Back up to BK on Friday but have to get my grandparents from the airport tomorrow, yay!

BEST CAR EVER

DINNER AT FIORE

BRUNCH AT BROOKLYN LABEL

T’S BUTTON COLLECTION