oh there he is. Josh is on the right.

sometimes life drops things right in your lap just when you need it.

Ok so I wish I could find a picture of Kevin Costner with his one armed shades he wears throughout the movie. This movie has been looming over me for a few months now, every time I look through Jill and Doug's movie collection I see it, I want to watch it but I never do. here is the premise..."college is over, real life can start. Well not just yet. The Groovers, five college roomates in Texas, class of 71, find breaking up is hard to do. " blah blah blah they head towards mexico, blah blah blah things happen, they fight, they make up, everythign works out, life goes on. The best part for me was the beginning where they showed west texas in all its desert-ie glory. Mentioning Marfa TX where they filmed Giant, and the real thing that got me, the fact that throughout the entire movie... Kevin Costner wears sunglasses that only have one arm. Exibit A. I have gone without a sunglass arm for over two weeks now. I don't know why. This movie made my cry when I saw a damn armadillo cross a road! What the hell is wrong with me?!?!?!?! Makes me wanna mention other movies that have effected my life. All the pretty horses. Dancer Tx Pop 81. (ask my family they had to spend a whole summer vacation visiting the places they filmed that movie) Thelma and Louise. Thats all I have now. Going to sleep . Love you all.

is it tacky....

to eat cheetos and drink white wine? if so, i am so tacky.

You know you live on a tropical island, with no air conditioner when...

you can't stand to have anything even remotely near your skin while going to sleep other than a sarong made of the thinnest material known to man! My Key West cold shower trick isn't working. I am sweating to death. And his picture is still not coming up. Bastard.

Just another day in paradise.

Today was weird. My life is a little crazy. My co-worker thinks I am the most fun person he and his friends have ever met and I have recieved more invitations to parties than anyone could ever attend. Its all because of the St. John Carnival night. You know, the picture where we are all having so much fun... Reminds me of this awesome lady I had on the boat on a charter one day. She was from New Orleans, she was 92 years old, sharp as a tack, taught me 5 dirty jokes and one killer toast, told me I was "cute as a button" about 8 times and nearly adopted me when I showed her my tattoo of the Fluer Di Lis I have on my left hip bone. She told me, "I raise my glass to every toast, accepting all invitations." I can only hope I have the energy to do so when I am 92. I got news from home, news from my best friend Kassidy, and thank goodness, for once, my best friend on the island Meg answered her phone. She came over and we watched Sex and the City, ate quesadillas and dip, drank kool aid, made coca cola floats, and talked about our plans. She is in the same situation as I am, she has family issues and friends getting married having babies sick relatives and all the dramas that i have too, and we both kind of leaned on each other today and have decided to stay through the tourist season to save money then go home. Too bad she has to go to Jersey... I am happy she will be here for me. We will be here for each other. She also had some interesting news about my ex, Josh, the only boy I have ever run back to in the history of me running away from boys, has been posted MIA. As in nobody knows where he is. He left about 2 months ago after saying goodbye to me one morning, hopped on a boat and headed across the Atlantic to England. Apparently he made it safely to England, but as far as that goes, no one has seen him since. His family has been calling, the company, old friends, me, no one has heard from him. I think I deserve that. It's all Karma dating back to my evil disappearing act of 2007. We wont go into that. I can kind of understand why one would wanna disappear for a while, but not from your family. They are worried Josh, if you read this, please call them. I don't care to hear from you but you have like a ton of home schooled family members in Wisconsin who don't understand why you would abandon them. In case something bad has happened to you, I hope you are ok, and I hope you are happy wherever you are. I am joining the search and rescue by posting a picture of you. He is on the right, wearing the stupid hat. He has plenty of identifying tattoos so he shouldn't be hard to spot. He is proof that once you stop running away from them, they run away from you. I didn't even do anything crazy!
I sure hope the first person to find him isn't me. I will give new meaning to "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.". In all seriousness, I hope he is ok, damn. I am so greatfull for my family and friends and I hope everyone is happy and healthy and just keep telling yourselves... "everything will be ok in the end, if its not ok then its not the end."

Today's picture from the past...

I knew it.

I knew there was a reason I had been thinking of coming home for the past 2 weeks, there is a reason the guy didn't call about the car, everything happens for a reason, and I am a little psychic. I didn't sleep a wink last night and now I know why.

6:15 update.

Still no word from the car dude. I am really pissed. I took the day off to do this. Fucker. Maybe this is a sign. Maybe I can keep on riding safari to and fro and save moolah. I dunno. I know I need to save some serious dosh for the new TX adventure. Maybe I should just apply for the job at the lake and use this cash I have saved up to buy a car in TX. Could this be it? I could work for another month or so and head out. I am overreacting. I just hate liars.

FUNNY story.

So this is my little friend Ryan. I met Ryan on St. John last fall at Woody's bar during happy hour, where you can get a coors light for 1 dollar. Needless to say its a free for all. He is chatting me up and I am drinking beer, so turns out he is from texas too. Blah blah blah, he is on vacation, blah blah blah, beer beer beer, on vacation with his mom, blah... what? Can I see some ID? My little friend Ryan is a senior in high school in Austin. Oh yeah. So we exchanged myspace info cuz thats what you do, and I laugh, and he cant believe im so OLD! Anyway, he is a sweetie and it's turned out to be a fun little friendship. Maybe we will all see each other one day in ten years when he is old enough to drink. hahahha! Just chatted with him online so i had to mention it. EVIL ROAR!!!!!!

In the big pic at the top of my blog...

Left to right, Grant, Matt Stapp and Me. At the river last year. Now you must go to Matt's Myspace page and listen to his music, www.myspace.com/mattstappband click it! Matt is awesome. He is a coach at a high school in central Texas and moonlights as an awesome guitarist. Mom you and Dad will like his music.

Today's featured pic from the past.

Me and Ashley Norman getting ready to load up in his truck and head to the Guadalupe river camping trip in June of 2007, also known as the best time ever! I am sad I missed the trip this year.

I bought these FitFlops today...

I will let you know if my ass and thighs shrink. All I know is, they are damn comfy. Read about em at www.thefitflop.com. I bought the blue pair.

I wanna be on a roof for the 4th.

I remember one year we were on the roof getting ready for fireworks and I was the only one in the family on the ground, well my little brother who was probably like 12 at the time, steps on the ladder to come down off the roof and CLANK CLANK CLANK the ladder and my brother come clanking down the side of the house. Oh damn it was funny because he didn't get hurt. My mom and dad were up on the damn roof. I just couldn't stop laughing. They were concerned needless to say. But what a good story. This e card made me laugh so hard when I saw it. Wanted to share.

Day off = too much time to think.

I have been thinking. We all know that's no good. I am thinking that I want to move back to Texas next summer. Yep. I said that. I just don't want St. Thomas to end up being like Key West was for me. I need to make a plan and stick to it, by the time I left Key West I was so miserable and broke that I never wanted to see that God forsaken island ever again. It took me a long time to get over that. Now I would love to visit, but I just don't want to get bored or burned out here. I have been thinking alot about where I would live and what I would do for work and I think I have settled on the Kerrville/Bandera, or Canyon Lake areas of the Hill Country. Rent is cheap, and I could work at the lake or something. I was looking at the job ads on Kerrville's online news paper and there is a current job opening at Bandera/Medina Lake, 50,000 a year, with 2 days off in a row every week. That sounds damn good. Too bad its available now and not May of 2009. :-/. I am so happy that my fam is coming to visit now that way I don't have to upset anyone by moving along like I always do. I don't know why I am such a rambler! Is there something wrong with me? I could be worse right? At least I'm not a crack head or a whore or a drug dealer or a gambler! Being a rambler isn't so bad. I really miss driving. I miss driving across Texas with the windows down and the stereo blaring! I miss bluebonnets. I miss my family and friends who are going right on living without me. I have a few things I need to get done here before I come home so this whole year and a half or so hasn't been totally unproductive. #1 Get Captain's License. #2 Get Dive Master Certification. Thats it. Just venting. And NO MOM I'M NOT DRINKING AND BLOGGING! I am just sitting here reflecting, the power is out on the whole island and theres not much else to do but sweat and think. Not bad.

11 days to go, and the big day today!

The family will be here in 11 days, and I will go buy a car today. I really need to get off my ass right now and go to the bank, which I HATE to do here. It's like torture. Standing in a never ending line. It usually takes an hour. I must go buy some epoxy, i want to buy that new epoxy the oxy-clean guy is selling. Maria you need some of this for the boat too. I need some to repair my sunglasses. In other news, I was on a creative sewing kick last year and I was cutting t-shirts up left and right and sewing up creations and I made my old roomate from Key West a doll. I called him Simon after her bloved cat who passed away while we lived in KW, I asked her the other day how Simon 2 was doing and here is what she sent me! That green doll is the one I made. He is very soft, made of an old hoodie sweat shirt, and that gold urn he is sitting next to holds Simon the cat's ashes. So they sit there all happy and content and Samantha says she looks at him every day and smiles. Oh Mom, If you see that book at a store anywhere would you pick it up? I forget the name of it, I know one was called "sew subversive". Ok I am off to the bank! Wish me luck with the car buying event!

12 DAYS!

Only 12 days till the family gets here! I AM SO FREAKING EXCITED!!! I feel like this kid in the picture!!!

Carnival in St John

Last night I went to St John with Akim to check out their Carnival! It was fun, first time I have done anything but come straight home and go to sleep in a month! I was so sleepy by 11pm, I didn't know if I was going to make it! I did, we stayed over till the last ferry back to St Thomas at 2am. I slept till noon! It was awesome.

The Frenchtown Museum

Another house on my street.

Frenchtown rocks.

Derek and Meg on my street, one of my favorite houses!

Frenchtown love.