So I ended up spending the entire day yesterday (with the moral support of Amandoo and Carlatta) trying not to fall asleep (on top of my car) while packing my car like a jigsaw puzzle. So much moving boxes around, smooshing things into the tiniest of spaces available, realizing I probably don't need an entire box full of stuff I haven't touched or thought about since 2002, and letting go of my very loved brushed steel/glass desk. It was either the desk or the 12-string acoustic, so there really was no fight in that one (ohhh how many hours and hours you've served me well, sweet desk, I'm so sorry you are gettin' the boot this time).
Speaking of gettin' the boot, how do I explain to Whiskey (my bulldog)
that I'm not abandoning her FOREVER, and it's really the better thing for her to stay here with the family for a while when I first move. When my ex wasn't around anymore, she absolutely noticed that he'd gone MIA, and it took (believe it or not) a full month for her to stop waiting up ALL night for him to get home. Now I'm leaving her too?! I feel like the biggest jerk in the world. Although it's not permanent, and it really is for her, and it would be selfish to bring her out right away, because she will be put into a small apartment with no yard/family/dogs to roam free with, not to mention thrown into a kennel on a weekly basis since I'll be traveling out of town more often than not. OK. Enough dog speak, I realize I have fully crossed the line in some peoples books of "normal" behavior/attachment to an animal, but oh well (btw as I type this she is curled up on my lap, snoring a soothing lullaby to me).SO. Let's back-track a bit. I finally got a handle on wrapping up wedding season out here. What an amazing year it's been in the wedding world! I was blessed with meeting and working with so many amazing, inspiring couples, and I can't wait to get the new site/work up and running (yikes, that is a whole dif. world away it seems right now). After I got a grip on that, and was able to sort my life out a bit, I had a few free days to do some shoots that I've been wanting to do to balance out the wedding photography part of me. I was able to work with two amazing bands in the past couple of weeks: http://www.myspace.com/meowskers from Brooklyn - check them out, and if you are able to, go see a live show, there's more energy/character in those three guys than I've seen in a longggg while. It was such an easy shoot, despite waking up at 5am and driving to NY (the city I hate with a passion).
The second shoot was with the AMAZING band Illinois: http://www.myspace.com/illinois . Talk about pure genius. Those guys are not only just absolutely fantastic people, they are all individually creative and talented musicians. When you get that much talent meshed up together like that, whew it's quite the show. For all of you fans of the show Weeds out there, you'll really appreciate their tune nosebleed that was played for the 'brick dance' on one of the eppy's. Despite the completely unnecessary cold, and all of my equipment freezing up, the shoot went well and the shots are looking other-worldly. It's pure dedication when everyone is willing to shoot outside on location when the temp is averaging just above freezing. THANK YOU to the entire team + Amandoo for braving it out with me, it was SO worth it. The shots will be up soon-ish, and everyone (especially me) is super excited about how it all turned out.
So remember the car packed like a puzzle? The one that took me all day to pack? I was driving down the pike last night, FINALLY going (already running late) to see my friends who all got together to sob about how sad we all are that I'm leaving (haha), and as I'm pulling onto Alden Rd, some jerk-off (ok, the roads were icy and I'm sure it could have happened to anyone) swerved and flew into the other lane. To avoid a complete nightmare, I slammed on my breaks, missing their car by about a foot (thank you God). However, in doing so, one of my boxes that apparently wasn't SO jammed tight in the mix, came FLYING from the back of my car and would have decapitated me, but I ducked just in time for it to pass right on by and slam into my gear shifter. Mind you, this is an automatic car, which was in DRIVE, moving. It got slammed up to PARK, and there you have it, the biggest mess I could have asked for. Realizing that something was wrong (stuck in some gear I didn't even want to imagine), and not really doing much other than coasting down the road, I parked in front of Joel's house (convenient, he's the one driving across the country with me). Calling Joel for moral support, he came running over only to hear me freak out about how unfair it was that this was happening, in the FREEZING rain, non the less. THANK you Joel, btw. I ended up leaving my car there, thanking God (again) that at least I'm in Bryn Athyn, where no one locks up and everyone leaves their keys in the ignition. I basically had my entire life in that car, and I just parked it and locked up and left it there, in dire need of a drink. "I'll handle it tomorrow".
Oh but I didn't HAVE to handle it tomorrow, because not an hour later, I ran home (in a borrowed car) to grab a bottle of Old Crow to cool my nerves, and found my dear Dad pulling up the driveway in my car. . . Gears in the right places and all. What a guy.
After playing drinking games that I've never played before (I never play any drinking games, to be fair) having laughs with the crew, and stopping in to see about a friend I needed to see about, I said farewell and headed home to snuggle with the pup. Overall, this was a perfect ending night to a very mixed up, interesting year.
I'm looking forward to 2008 bringing courage where courage is needed, love where love is deserved, and success where success has been earned. CALIFORNIAAAAAAAA, I'm coming home.
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