Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Sunday, December 28, 2008
she tried to grate the bottom of my feet with that damn pumice stone.
I must be the only person in the world that is so ticklish that
pedicures = pure torture.
What is it about ticklish laughter though? Love it.
I love you and I'm sorry I had to leave you again. I promise you're in good hands and Club Med Armonk is a much better place than a 12 hour flight to Argentina.
Do not disrespect grandma, grandpa or Emily - they are the ones that love you most, even with a stinky toosh and crooked teeth.
I will be home soon and we can play in the snow or 65 degree weather (if it's another day like today). Wear your sweater if it's cold, drink plenty of water and take a shower, you'll feel better.
Give kisses all around for me.
Thank you all for making me happy, and despite what you may think, I truly am happy. Some time away to relax and breathe and take in a new city might be all I need to get back on track.
I don't want any of you (mom) to worry about me, I'll be taking this time to take in the beauty of life and live fully.
It was a true pleasure being with all of you, if only it could have been longer.
I'm going to make a list of new years resolutions along the way down south, i'll be sure to post them and you can all hold me to them as 2009 rolls on.
If I don't get to talk to any of you, HAPPY NEW YEAR! I'm certain this is the year of all years, for ALL of us.
The biggest hugs all around.
Saturday, December 27, 2008
warranty, where you can get your initials in any font, any size, any
color. No matter how long you live, this tote, in all it's glory, can
live along with you - carrying everything from beach towels to newborn
children to dirt from the early 80s along the way.
Unfortunately as time goes on, lexicons develop and abbreviations
become part of every day life. For example WTF. For those of you with
virgin ears, I do apologize but "WTF", is a relatively new, overly
used computer/text message acronym for "what the fuck."
Well, last week my assistant walked into our work elevator with a
lovely older woman, dressed conservatively, carrying 2 satchels: 1. a
well mantained black leather handbag and 2. an extremely worn-in white
canvas LL Bean tote with the unfortunate initals of - yup, you guessed
it - "WTF" embroidered smack in the middle.
What are the chances that sweet Wendy, Wonda, Whitney or whatever Ms
WTF's first name is, knows that she's walking around with the most
used acronym of 2008 on her beloved tote?
Or better yet, what are the chances she knows how many laughs that
thing is providing to the world as she makes her way to and from work
in brazil, at a friends wedding.
One of my dearest friends, Selene, was peacefully holding a 4 year in one
arm while the bouquet was thrown. As you can see in this photo she
wasn't letting anything or anyone minimize her chances of being the
next bride-to-be. With the grace of a prima ballerina and the speed of
a cheetah, Selene leapt into the air, child and all, caught the
fateful arrangement and was back in place before a single participant
or onlooker could blink an eye.
Selene tried - with all her might - to convince me (& others) this was
all just a figment of my imagination. But ahhh...the beauty of a
Russian grandmother didn't seem to mind at all - she even cracked a
wee smile when she spotted me snapping away. I get the feeling it was
her first smile in almost a century.
Friday, December 26, 2008
Thursday, December 25, 2008
Wednesday, December 24, 2008
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
Funny how fast time flies by. Actually, not so funny, quite unnerving. When I saw this photo I was instantly reminded of those first years when you, Lori, entered all of our lives. Oddly enough I can picture the very first time we met - seated in my parents kitchen, your hair was long and you had a blue t-shirt on. I remember thinking how peaceful you were and when T entered the room you started to glow. It was nothing compared to the way he lit up years later when we all danced to "goin' to the chapel and we're gonna get mar-ar-aried, goin' to the chapel and we're gonna get mar-ar-aried. ooooh i really love you and we're gonna get mar-ar-aried, goin' to the chapel of love..." at Stacie and Jim's wedding. It was then, at that very moment, I knew how lucky we all were that you entered our lives. Thank you for bringing so much to all of us.
On our final shoot day, the whole staff at the plantation surprised us with a giant bon fire after dinner. A little piece of heaven.
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So excited to finally see you tomorrow. You probably don't know this, but I talk about you ALL THE TIME - to anyone & everyone. You're somewhat of a superstar angel to all those around me. It makes me sadder than I care to admit that you live so far from New York City. Don't get me wrong, I don't blame you. It's way more fun to have a house instead of an apartment & I know Tilly-dog loves telling her canine friends she lives in Columbus. Plus, you have Ruth & Leo to give you love.
But it does make me cry sometimes, because I wish so badly that we could all have random evenings making dinner, playing games, taking walks & cuddling on the couch. Oh what i'd give to tell you a bedtime story once a week...to teach you about the world & help you along the way. The world is so big & so fun, I hope your life is filled with as much excitement, joy, love, laughter & peace as i've been blessed with.
Ok, so that being said, I think this is the perfect place to tell you my most favorite stories - then, your mom and dad can pass them along to you at bedtime. At the end, you can blow a kiss up to the stars & I'll see it, grab it & put it under my pillow for a safe, good night's sleep. xx
I don't know if the photos really do it justice but you truly go through 4,028 different emotions as your brain registers all the sights around you. Jealousy (those cats are stunning & so well groomed!), anger (how could there be so many foul-dressed people in this world?), confusion (is it a cat or a panther?), shock (why is that owner licking her cats ass?), sadness (that owner is licking her cats ass), joy (for the winner, obviously).
So next time you want to complain (mom) about me not being around the house more, just think, I'm more than likely doing something very important.
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Monday, December 22, 2008
And where is that thing now? If I recall correctly, it was painted on velvet, assuming for a more luxurious effect. I was tempted to retouch it out of the photo but I knew T would fully enjoy seeing it.
*sidenote: the author is fully aware that it's quite possible she needs a child to concentrate on rather than exploring sheet-rock for specks of dust in the shape of hearts....
It's Monday morning, I had a more eventful Sunday evening (ahem, too much wine) than I anticipated, and am now paying for it with daydreams of food while I sit at my desk and attempt to work.
For some reason my palate of choice is a potato latkes - what are the chances of Lynda or Aunt Palma serving these come Christmas? I presume quite minimal. If only we were lighting menorah's instead of a tree....
Well in case we have some extra time (and spare potatoes) over the holidays, here's the recipe:
You peel and grate a bunch of potatoes. Then grate in some onions, too. It?s good to do it in small batches with onions in each so the potatoes don?t have a chance to discolor. Add an egg or two and some matzo meal and salt, and fry lumps of the batter in oil. Make sure the oil?s hot when you put them in (a drop of water should sizzle when dropped in) so that they don?t soak up too much oil.
This is very undefinitive, although I'm not really a cook, so maybe it's not.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
have it shed needles all over for the few days I'm here to enjoy it.
So I decided a tree of lights would be enough spirit to keep myself
from feeling too bah humbug.
Maybe one day I'll be grown up enough to have a real one again. Till
then, I'm pretty stoked with this beauty.
I'm setting up this amazing blog so we, the Fasolino clan, can stay on
top of one anothers lives as we navigate through 2009 and on.
I'll be posting from all over the world - photos, stories, emails,
whatever I can to keep us all a little closer together.
Happy holidays! Love you all!