(holga. taken at crane beach)
my red snow cone collided with my tan seats in my new (well....new to me) car this week and i'm still upset about it.
i saved a couple of rolls of holga film to be developed here in utah because the last time i developed it in boston, it cost me $13 for one roll and i was not happy about it. i got 2 developed today for $6. take that, boston.
speaking of boston.
sometimes i miss you and sometimes it makes my heart hurt a little.
and then i tell wade and he says,
"are you kidding?!" and reminds of all the reasons why i don't miss you.
today wade and i had an argument at the one and only d.i. over whether or not dr. martens are still cool. i told him they reminded me of the 90's and he said he didn't care because they last forever and he would rather be comfortable. and i said no they are ugly and i would rather be cool. and so, the dr. martens stayed at d.i. and i felt like a mean wife and my mom said she was zipping her lips on the matter (but i'm almost certain she would have taken wade's side).
i decided to buy miles a swimming pool to put in the backyard. walmart was sold out of little baby pools because apparently, its hot outside or something? anyway, shopko came to the rescue and i paid 5.99 for a little blow up pool. well, it looked little in the picture. we came home and blew it up and now its taking up the whole living room.
a few more things:
i love the rain.
i love that the rain doesn't make me instantly sweat in the form of humidity.
i love the smell of wet concrete.
i love the sunset at wade's parent's house.
i love the mountains.
i love the cool evenings.
its good to be home.
but i will always be divided.
in the words of my favorite, andrew mcmahon:
"i met a girl who kept tattoos for
homes that she had loved.
if i were here, i'd paint my body til
all my skin was gone."
"i woke up in a car"
and it's too bad i'm not that girl and that i don't get tattoos, because if i was that girl and i did get tattoos, i think i would probably have about 11 by now.