I am quickly writing, already i know that is not true.. nothing about writing here is quick..It has rained since sunday.. so rather than work yesterday i took advantage of the day, slept a little later than usual, and then, when i did get up, i made coffee, delicious Melita coffee, read a little, and then started cleaning up a bit around here.. the plan was get out and get a pedi, as i am working a nice show this week and would like to look presentable, not to say i haven't been, just a little extra. hope to meet someone about an art shanty, during or after the show.. plan on making a nice impression..

evidently I had a nice party at my apt, in L.A actually Jenny did, with actors, mucians, and my phycic Bill!! all the lights were just right, i even called jen back to be sure the tea lights were on in the hall shelves, which illumninate so beautifully.. The apt is so beautiful, will have to take some photos at night when i return.. wish i'd been there.. more people are having fun in my place than me!! so happy to hear it.. My dear Jennifer is leaving on a jet plane today to return to irland, and i'm gonna miss her.. how is that.. i wasn't there nearly long enough , but it looks like i will have her company again in late oct.. just as am returning.. maybe we'll do something for holloween!! one of my favorite of fun days.

I got through the weekend.. My booth was stunning if i may say so myself, but i made such a special effort to set it up nicely that it took 2 hrs to set it up and put it away each of the 2 days. a bit more work than usual, took photos of it for show applications.. what looked like shitty pictures actually came out quite well.

I had the privilege of visiting with friends i, i've known for years.. it was so nice to see u .. miss Marcy, Peter, Jordan and Adrian, the friendly one.. hope u have a sence of humor.. in fact i should mention, i always have an amazing conversation with marcy.. we started talking about the word Fuck.. i i can not tell u how funny it was.. just to say i could hardly imagine her saying it.. and yet i was to find out not only would she say it.. but it's emence versility when using it.. fuck that is!! and how effective a word it is and it was one of her favorite words!! we'll keep that one under our hats!! What a lovey morning on sunday when i spent time with peter to learn of a book he has published, about a mouse in their house and the relationship they developed so, that he had taken 4355 photos of the little tike, and wrote the most amazing story about, for children and adults alike.. if anyone is interested .. and if u would like to get a copy..Tedric the house mouse, can be found by visiting the website PAX-ART.COM ..

In one email Peter had written something about good byes.. it is that time of year again when u get to see people u can't wait to see, or u have just berely met, and like all summers. are too short, and hellos are too quickly followed by .. good byes.. it's just a fucking killer.. if i may say so.. as my stay here in the cape is coming to an end, for now.. and what a wonderful summer i have had, not only me, but the crew, and we r all feeling that blues of the close of a summer spent with old and new friends, On monday we had to say so long to Bob and Amy, and their lovely children after they'd taken care of madeline and andres for the weekend, so i could just do my job, and have fun at the same time.. oh and i did have some fun this weekend..

as she drove out i couldn't look back, and as i walked back to my campsite tears over flowed.. having a bit of trouble, not going there right now, so look forward to our future long lasting relationship, as i am quite sure to keep in touch.. as i always do.. just like mom did.. and why she had so many friends.. I am blessed..

This has only taken 3 days to write about 3 days..

monday after my long, HOT weekend, I tried to absorb the notion of moving on, at the beach with yet another new friend Joe, who introduced us to the most beautiful beach ever, in a cove, where the tide comes in and out, parked on the sand, and just set up the chairs, spoiled me with a table a cooler with a cold beer, a kayak, which Andres learned in a flash to row, with his life vest on, even though the water was quite shallow.. The crew found lots of sea creatures, a variety of crabs, evidently a tiny eal, some fish, all in a bucket, provided by Joe. he thought of everything.. so nice not to have myself..finished the day with a pork roll on the grill, fun had by all ..

and now as i sit, i must try to conclude this 3 day blog, as i now prepare to figure out what to do with this impending hurricane.. which is most definitely predicted to hit right here.. by tomorrow.. this messes up my work plans, as well as one way or the other i may have to move the motor home.. was going to ny, near newberg, but am not sure of the weather there either, still watching an waiting.. must make a final decision by tonight.. pack and move to a safer location, or just drive off cape as planned to new york, where according to the weather is predicted to rain saturday, leaving us with one day of work.. and having to find another place to reside for the week leading up to norwalk.. and if i see rain on that weekend as i have for the last 2 i will just be beside myself..this is it, the last of the run..

as i sit, to glance out my window, the sunlight seeping through the tree leaves, spots the ground with twinkling light as the light breeze rustles through the tree tops.. barely.. through the balmy warm morning air, it seems, impossible to believe we could be blown right out of here.. and a memory of my first morning, when i arrived back on cape, just a month ago.. so peaceful, listening to the crickets which should be sleeping.. just late enough in the morn the birds have all flown off for their morning breakfast.. not a chirp to be heard.. only in the far distance.. the sound of voices, of the last remaining campers as they too pack up for the departure of summer, and the invitation of fall..

And a few more good byes .. why i wonder is it so much harder this year.. maybe the loss of mom somehow, these moments allow an out let to just cry a little, where it was so hard to before.. no matter what, i'm sure that as always, Hellos do follow, and as one chapter closes, so do new ones open.. to bigger and better things!!

so glad i could finally write.. let me start my packing, and mentally wrap my head around moving on and down the road..

be well, my dear readers, and will try to write sooner..

and say a prayer for the east coaster as we brace for quite the storm..

with all our love,

Andrea D. and Crew

xo..xo..xo

California Dreamin'‏


8/24/10
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Andrea
To Rosanne/ ross
i up loaded the photos all wrong so now u have to scroll down, way down, to get to august, and on top of that everything is titled in french.. i have no idea why or how, or how to change it!! working on that!!

too much about steve, and i am perfectly aware that mom did not get on with him.. funny enough i do. not only do i find him a handsome man, but i genuinely like him. he seems fine to me.. heck mom wasn't nuts for Murice either, and i think he is adorable, maybe in the day when googling mom's unusual crowd of cute roomies/boarders! he took a look, but then what natural man wouldn't! truly she had always an attractive crowd..

glad u enjoyed the pool i will never enjoy.. i will get a week in if i'm lucky here and there.. pray for a warmer winter, with the unheated pool.. but i will sit happily at the yellow table, with the yellow chairs at the landing, over looking it.. gotta get a changing light for the pool.. on the agenda... Murice, i was wondering? aren't i cute?

mom always said u get more flies with honey.. that's true for everything in life..

so with that how was alex? doesn't he have the most beautiful hair ever!! he's always so business with me.. tells me all his wows about how the shop is doing.. does he do the same with u? maybe he did that with mom.. and he adopted me..

well i guess i won't have to worry much about "little red riding root" i'll always have help if i need it.. he really helped mom find the right car.. and i love her..( the car that is) just as mom did.. even though her first love was the mustang. right?

I remember being, maybe seven, in mom's first mustang.. we were going to the beach with aunt Joe, a life long friend, from valley stream, ny.. Anisensio.. spelling always off .. mom stopped somewhere to buy us swim suits, both eugenia and myself, navy blue string tied suits with little white pock-a-dots.. we went to jones beach.. i remember it well, the hike out to the water, with chrisy and tode, and eugenia.. i remember most the end of the day, where eugenia complained all the way in to the parking lot, and it was a hike, at least a 1/2 mile.. and my mom or aunt joe called her gina la la bridgida, and she exclaimed my names not gina la la bidgida!! crying the whole way.. well u can see how things have changed..!

oh i must retire.. hopefully it isn't raining tomorrow as i would like to work .. this could have really been a great week, if i could get all the days in.. be it what it may.. can't change the weather..

amen to that.. if god wants me to rest well then so be it.. looking forward to my weekend, in Hyannis. and all it has to bring.. may it be $$$$

andrea and crew..

p.s this looks like my blog today.. may i add ur letter for Continuity?

8/24/10
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Rosanne/ ross
To Andrea
From: Rosanne
Sent: Tue 8/24/10 9:32 PM
To: Andrea
Thanks for your suggestion about going to hang out at "your" pool.
It was so quiet and peaceful. It occurred that I didn't do that when
I was living there. There was one little "wrinkle". I had a feeling
someone was watching me. Why would someone be watching me? Because
I looked so fabulous in my "I just got out of bed and threw this on
because it's too damn early to get properly dressed" outfit?
Hardly. It was Steve, the devoted manager of the "Hayworth
Hilton". I'm sure you know Steve. He and your mother didn't get
along at all. I could see the little wheels in his little mind
working out to figure out who this intruder was. I knew I had to
mess with him. As he passed by, I gave a him a great big "hello,
Steve. How's the doggie"? He informed me, with great sadness, that
the little pooch has passed away about ten years ago. I said "I
guess I just don't get out much". With that, he kept on walking. I
don't know if he remembered who I was or if he ever knew who I was.
I wonder if he's still trying to figure out who that woman was.

I checked out your blog again. Nice pictures. What happened to the
commentary? I enjoy reading about where you are and what you're
doing. I realize It does take time to write all that stuff.

Awaiting updates.

Rosanne

feels like forever since i wrote..and as i write that comes to thought, FOREVER... the book..by mildred crame.. theres a whole story there.. The summer i went to visit mom, for the first time, after i choose to live with dad.. and wally. they'd moved from new york where i'd been the summer before, another story, if i ever tell it.. in any event, during that summer, which was quite something in nearly a mansion in connecticut with Bobby Said, and jinxky.. I wrote to mildred and told her how much i loved her book.. in return i received a copy.. very long letter in the inside cover and onto the other page, and signed..

Today it rained, and rained, and rained. ... oh and rained.. electric on and off all day with the wind messing with electric lines.. my internet modeum was broken or not working, then we had no electricity, then while trying to figure another way to get hooked up to my best friend my computer and the internet, my phone battery died.. life in the country.. and where ever we r really.. and with out my phone.. oh my!

i had a lot to do, had to dump if u will.. which required unhooking everything, in the RAIN empying the tanks, and then on to the propane filling station, in the RAIN while the crew were at my neighbors, watching tv.. and playing.. warm and cosy.. then back up the motor home in the RAIN, and reconnect everything.. In the RAIN!!!!! i was soaked.. as u can imagine, and it's not exactly warm and cosy.. could of spent the day in bed.. watching a movie, or some thing better, might have been nice too.. too funny.. ahh well..

it was coffee, a text, and the day was a off running..

the after noon was spent at bob and amys where we watched the movie Remember me.. PG-13 and lot of language.. but a sort of interesting, story.. what i mainly got out of it, is we should definaly have dessert first.. because u never know when what is really great in life might just come to an end.. and if dessert is, what u crave then we should not only not deprive our selves we should go for it.. wasting time on any thing else would, and is rediculous .. we r not promised tomorrow.. again and again it keeps coming up.. i hear Some enchanting evening in the back ground!! just kidding.. ("again and again")

if any of u got what i just wrote.. good..

i sit quietly, listening to the rain on the roof, as whips of wind power down rain in spells, the taping of rain dropping from the canopy of tree leaves above, making louder drops on the awning, i struggled with earlier, in the RAIN, anticipating the same for tomorrow,.. the hum of the heater, the dim of the lights i bid good night or good morning which ever it is , when u read.. my blog..

looking forward to the prospects of tomorrow.. and i wish the same for u.. that u don't dessert ur dreams, or go with the flow, but don't ignore it either way.. my love and best to u all my readers..

if i could do this for a living i would.. as long as travel was included .. i just don't know if i could stay in one place, without traveling out.. love a base, or 2..
well that's it for my thoughts about today..

may i quickly add it was very nice to hear from roseanne today.. hope u had a nice day by Roots pool look forward to hearing about it, had a good conversation with nancy, and balded my eyes out for, nancy and cameron, and his suffering. he was laid to rest on sat.. heard from my lovely friend, and tenant, Jennifer.. whos leaving the states , back to irland, too soon.. will miss her, even if i wasn't with her long, before i left L.A..

to bill, i'm sorry.. i miss u too ..

lumm..

and miss cassie.. Hello?

god night all my friends..

Andrea and Crew..