the Nonsense in Between

Sometimes Perfect

Life is full of perfect moments. Sadly, they often get burried under the imperfect ones.

Dominic, thank you so much for every perfect moment. And a thousand more thank you's for getting me through to the next one.

Uncle Joe

I miss my uncle Joe Albert, the guy I used to know, the guy I looked up to my whole life. As a kid I always admired him and even more so as I grew up. I thought he was strong for being able to follow his dreams and against all odds get out of Roswell. No money, no job, no support, just a kid and his skateboard. He made it all the way to San Francisco. It may not have been a glamorous life but at least he was doing what he loved.

A couple of years ago I made it out there to visit him. He and his girlfriend seemed to be doing well. Money was tight and they both worked multiple jobs but they were very happy. Always positive and full of love is how I knew him and I thought that's how it would always be.

Well Kat went to Italy for school and after that he changed. I didnt know it at the time but apparently he has a drinking problem. The only member of my Dad's family that I liked, admired and even related to had fallen into the same trap as the rest of them.

Last year I went to Roswell and he was there. I got the chance to hang out with him. We hung out and talked for hours. He really opened up to me and admitted that he does infact have a drinking problem. Suddenly, the pedestool came crashing down as he fell into his seat at Denny's. Now sitting accross from me is not the rad, superpositive, happy guy I looked up to my whole life. Instantly he became another one of them. Just another loser with no control. To say i was disappointed would be an understatement...I was destroyed.

Part of me wishes we never would have had that conversation. Part of me wishes I could still look up to him. I guess all I can do is hope that he can fight it and somehow get back to being my rad uncle Joe.

Home is where the Heart is

My trip to Florida was fun and florida is incredibly beautiful. Everday I walked by the bay and every night we had nice dinners and good wine all paid for by the company. Yet I was still so eager to come back. Colorado may be cold and dry but it is where i feel at home.

and with that I leave you with a few pictures from my trip...

Leavin' on a jet plane

Tomorrow morning I get on an airplane for what will only be the 9th time in my life. Weird to think that for so many people traveling by airplane is a normal occurance. For me the first time was only a couple of years ago when my company sent me to Minneapolis. Now I'm going to Florida paid for again by Aveda.

Even though we're going to be busy and my itinerary is at the mercy of the group its going to be interesting to see Florida. Dominic says the area I'm going to be in isnt nice but hey at least I'm seeing something new. I could count the places I've been on my 2 hands. Going somewhere new gets me excited with the hope that one day I will have seen more places than i can even count.

Perhaps one day I'll be in a place where I have the time and the money to go someplace for VACATION.