Thursday, April 29, 2010

Im ready for my next tattoo

I had no idea doodling was such a good stress reliever. My journal is filled with more drawings, than words. For a while I have been thinking about creating a tattoo with Steveos initials in it, and made this. It is inspired by the swirls and dots common with Mehndi designs. This will be my third, possibly last tattoo. All I need now is to figure out where it should go on my body. I also want to bring Steveo along with me when I get it so he can be involved with it and hold my hand to.

Monday, April 26, 2010


Everything changes form with time. This is a fact that cannot be disputed. Life is ever-changing, and doesn't slow down, we are forced to keep up. When you finally accept that nothing stays the same, you eventually give in to life and all that comes along with it, and flow with it instead of against it. Why is it so hard to adjust to change? Why is it, we (or at least me and most people I know) continue to resist change and make life even more unbearably difficult for ourselves? I wish I would have come to this realization sooner in my life to save me a little heartache, I guess its better late than never.

Saturday, April 17, 2010

Im going to be a mama again!!!!!!!!

To a cute little baby that was on Solano Street in Indio. There he was, digging through trash, dirty, but oh soooooooooo cute!!!!! Had to have him. And he had to have me. I stopped my car in the middle of the street and said " hey baby, wanna come home with me" And he happily jumped into my car. He is so sweet, brave, beautiful, and now squeaky clean. Tom and I gave him a good scrubbing, he has a big yard to run around in, puppy food, and a loving family. I always believed people dont choose there animals, there animals choose them. So we have yet to think of a name for him, we call him Jorge for now. I just love him. Now we need to get Charlie to quit hating on him.

Update: Charlie and Jorge are running around the yard, and not killing each other. Okay, so its confirmed, it was meant to be.

Monday, April 12, 2010


My grandma, the epitome of warmth and grace, wanted to go out and take pictures. She let me pick the location. I usually go to cemeteries and old abandoned houses in the middle of the desert and although my Gram is pretty adventurous and up for just about anything, I knew I couldn't take her to one of those places. So I told her about Salvation Mountain in Niland, Ca. It was difficult to describe to her other than its super colorful. She packed a picnic basket and Steveo and I picked her up and off we went. She was excited as soon as we pulled up. We met the owner/creator who is a religious man. He happily explained how he made the trees from abandoned tractor tires found in the desert. He used the glass from windshields of cars left in the middle of the desert to make windows and used the paint brought in by volunteers. He is in his 70's and says he loves god, visitors, and getting his picture taken in that order. Up until very recently, I have tried to steer clear of Jesus freaks. I know there are a lot of good Christians out there that have a strong love and faith in there religion, however, I have met many Christians, who under the guise of that very same religion, express hate, judgement, and an intolerance for others who may not agree with them. For that reason, I have always been skeptical of anyone associated with an organized religion. So with that said, I realize that by my placing judgement on others, just how different am I from them? Maybe I could be a little more open-minded, afterall the old man at Salvation Mountain was nothing like I had expected. So okay, that was my moment of clarity. But like I have always said, I am a work in progress. I am just thrilled to have had such a good day with my gram and Steveo.