10.3.11

can you fucking believe it is already October? i can't. new york has become chilly virtually overnight and i don't like it one bit. there is something about a chill in my bones that i will never get used to. sure, i love the seasons changing and what that means for cooking, clothes,etc. but Jesus, i hate being cold. i hate getting out of the shower and immediately having goose bumps. i hate putting on so many layers that i feel like a packed sausage. i hate that the sun isn't up when i get up at 6:20 for yoga. i hate the that very same sun goes to bed so god damn early so that the night is endless and the day is but a glimmer of light. i hate the thought of the the months ahead that are filled with dropping temperatures, hissing radiators, rain, snow, wind, and ice.

it's true, i hate all of those things. but i do love you and i love that you're my dad and i love that i am alive and i love that i can dance, bike ride, cook, sing, draw, paint, laugh, cry, hug, kiss, smile, high-five, snuggle, and love. i love that i can love. no matter how cold it is i am still full of warmth and love for you and everyone special in my life. so there. go fuck yourself cold weather because i am to hot for you!

Time To Update Mount Whitney Moments

It's been about a month so the blog begs to be revived or someone might think we have abandoned our relationship. Plus, I needed to put some "post" space between myself and the poop photo. Just sayin'. XOXO Dad

I kinda didn'y like the other one so I did this.

A bit more elegant just like you. Love you , Dad

hi

HI DEANER

I LOVE YOU.

XXXOOO

LG

Missed FEDEX

Hello sweetheart – Myra is dropping off Yoda for the month, running late which means I am going to miss the FEDEX pick up so you will get your Birthday ditty a little late. I try not to miss your birthday but this year has been different to say the least. But I know you will have a great time as you move forward to year 28 – hard to believe. Enjoy! Love, Dad

DOG DAYS

It is hot! Really, really Hot! The sky is a remarkable blue and there is a breeze moving east. But nothing is moving with it. The Humming Birds are sitting quietly on the bare branches of the neighbors Peach Tree. There's a cat, looking as if it has no bones beneath its fur, sitting dazed at far end of the yard. The pool is inviting me in with a slight, shinny foil-like shimmer. But the cement in between me and that cool relief is about as friendly as a stretch of hot coals at a Tony Robins retreat. It's hot mother fucker!

life.

life really gets a hold of you sometimes.
it wraps it's big overpowering arms around you and squeezes you so tight that you almost can't breathe. it bears down on you and shakes you and then shakes you some more. in these times i find it very difficult to express myself. to let go. to open up. to reach out. to be there for others. i am just coming out of one of those times.
life was really holding me down, back, quiet. i am coming out of it strong and ready. i am going to take over the universe and i can't wait to share the journey with you. i love you daddy. so very very very very much.
i am thankful for you and us and what we mean to each other. i am so thankful. thank you.