In no paricular order:
1. Watching the clouds roll low over the frosted lake.
2. Esme getting on her wooden pony and saying, "Bye Wosie, I have to go away."
3.Meeting Owen.
4. Amber+Matt+Rosie in bed watching SAW and being scared shitless.
5. Sitting down at Nottinghams (an establishment I have not been to in 5 months) and having the waitress come over and say, "Rosie, you want a Stella?" I love small towns.
6. Eating Pongs with my best friend in our pajamas, all while laughing our asses off.
7. The fact that no matter how long I am gone, I 'm still a local and, therefore, fully excercise my right to scream profanitys at the trourists on the road when they drive like complete morons.
8. Spending Sunday afternoon at the Pools house, eating cookies, drinking tea, and talking music and politics with said family.
9. two words: DETROIT BAR....and all the music and friendly faces I encountered there.
10. That moment when you begin the ascend the mountain into the clouds, and the air snaps cold and becomes crisp...in that moment, I know i am on my way home.
2 comments:
we loved every minute!
now it's our turn to come kick the shit out of vegas.
wow rose ,you made me miss it even more. and now i know who was yelling $#!% at me last time i was up. miss you-nads
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