That’s right folks! I’m reporting LIVE from the city of Oz.
Wish y’all were here.
And remember that only bad witches are ugly.
find the love!
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It really is windy…
Wow! We had a great time in Chicago! We went up the Skydeck (and out on the plexiglass where you can see the city below you – 1,000 feet below you!). We got deep dish pizza and walked along Lake Michigan. I cannot tell you how amazing it is to be touring the country like this. AND, I drove in downtown Chicago successfully with our sweet minivan (Bessie).
Henry Ford Museum
Here’s where we spent yesterday, and if you’re ever in Dearborn, Michigan – check it out! Well worth the $17.
And today, we’re exploring the windy city!
Hope everyone out there in blog land is doing well!!
The Story of Road Warrior
We have a special companion on our Cross Country Adventure.
Her name is Road Warrior.
She is a Build-A-Bear that is seeing the sights so that we can send pictures to my Mom’s current Chemo-Patient assignment.
What’s a Chemo Patient? Good question. A few years after my Mom was declared cancer-free she began working with the Chemo Angels which is an organization that provides a network of support to people going through Chemotherapy, from people who have gone through it themselves. She writes letters, sends cards, pictures and small gifts to support her assigned Chemo-Patient.
So we’ll be sending pictures of Road Warrior in various places around the USA, and at the end we’ll send Road Warrior herself to my Mom’s current assignment. It’s a great organization and I highly recommend checking them out if you’re looking for resources or a great organization to donate to!!
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Does Hershey REALLY smell like chocolate?
We’re safe.
We’re having a great time.
And yes, Hershey, PA smells like chocolate!
Who Says You Can’t Go Home?
How nice it has been to spend seven whole days in my very first hometown.
Where the streets are familiar, and I know the back ways to everything.
Where I can start sentences like “hey Casey, when I was little, I used to…”
Where I can see friends who have known me since I was knee high to a grasshopper.
And where I can find old relics hidden away, like how I was a vet (that spent too much time watching “The Price is Right”) when I was 12. Clearly, I was the vet version of Doogie Howser.
Have a great day, all! I’ll catch you in Hershey, PA next.
I hear it smells like chocolate?!?!?!?!?!
Congratulations, Mom!
If I am a good employee, a hard worker, a loyal and dedicated part of the workforce – it is because of her.
Because for 40 years she has worked for the State of Vermont, starting out at the “bottom” as a stenographer and working her way up to the Financial Director, Business Manager (whatever you wanna call it!) for the Department of Financial Regulation. Handling millions of dollars. And doing it with style, grace, and maybe a dash of blood, sweat, and tears.
Today – we celebrate her. As she closes the chapter on this career and moves in to retirement. I am so proud to be her daughter. The daughter of a woman whose hard work paid off, who put in long hours to provide for her family, who held her own in a male dominated career path.
My Mom taught me a lot of things – and how to be a good employee and a good supervisor are among only a few of the things I have picked up from her. But they are among the most important.
Congratulations, Mom! We love you and are infinitely proud of you!
Greetings from the Road
Well, everyone. We’ve officially hit the road! Last Friday we packed up my trusty Forester and headed for our first stop – Delaware to visit some awesome friends. Then we spent a couple of days in Maine visiting friends, and here we are in my home state of Vermont.
We officially begin the cross country road trip on the 5th, as we take off to Hershey, PA. And although it officially begins next week, we’ve already been through 12 states!
I’m getting a lot of use from my new baby, our Nikon D5100. I love it, even though I don’t know how to use it on manual yet. We’ll get there. I do, however, have an adorable camera bag for it – and that’s the important part right?
As for where we’re headed? Take note, because if we’re near to you, we’d love to meet up for some tea, or a meal! We’d also love to hear some suggestions for sights to see in your areas. We will be headed to Hershey, PA –> Chicago –> Topeka, KS –> Mount Rushmore –> Denver, CO –> Salt Lake City, UT –> San Fransisco –> Los Angeles –> Las Vegas –> Grand Canyon –> Roswell, NM –> Austin, TX –> New Orleans, LA –> Orlando, FL —> Richmond, VA –> and back to Vermont!
Hope y’all are doing well, and I promise I’ll be back soon(er than later).
Best Friends
New adventures are exciting. Places, people, and things to explore.
But there is something to be said for this.
Friends that know you, inside and out. That know your stories, your heart, and who you are.
That you can do nothing with, have unsuccessful sight-seeing trips with, do midnight water aerobics with, and that don’t judge you when you take doggie-high-five pictures (because they’re SO cute!).
Friends that witness the singing of the youngest entrepreneur in Wilmington with you, watch sunsets and sketchy Lynyrd Skynyrd bands with you, and chow down on mugs of bacon and Rita’s with you.
Best friends. They cannot be underrated. No offense to your best friend, but I totally lucked out in the best friend department – she’s the best. And I love her, even when she’s doing 1,300,234,567 lens changes so she can capture every moment.
Because when we’re together – every moment is totally worth capturing.
Especially our very first alligator sighting – in the lake across from our apartment.
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Happy Tuesday, everyone!
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Float On
Who does she think she is?
Coming into my home? Telling my Grandmother that I need limits and consequences? Trying to talk to me as if she could ever understand what I’ve been through.
She’s a f$%^ing girl, she doesn’t get anything.
She has no idea what I’ve seen. No idea what it feels like when your mother gives you away because she’d rather do drugs.
No idea what it’s like to be 14 and live with your grandmother who doesn’t understand anything.
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I see your pain. It’s in your eyes.
It’s trying to hide behind anger, but there is so much pain I can’t see anything else.
I can’t understand your experience. It’s yours alone to feel.
But I get pain. I know loss. And 14 wasn’t so long ago. That angst. Needing to belong – somewhere – anywhere. Feeling different. Feeling alone.
Feeling like you want to escape. Everything.
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“Is that your phone ringing?”
“Yes, sorry. I thought I turned it off.”
“What song is it?”
“Float On, by Modest Mouse.”
“For real? That’s my favorite song.”
I meet your eyes Common ground. Finally. I can help you, my eyes say as I play the song on my phone and we both sing along.
I need help. But I don’t think I’m worth it.
I can believe in you enough for both of us until you can see yourself through my eyes. For now, let’s just sing.
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“…And we’ll all float on alright
Already we’ll all float on
Alright, don’t worry, even if things end up a bit too heavy
We’ll all float on alright…”
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