far away (from the north country) 1

wayward daughter signing on.
far away (from the north country).
burlington, vermont.

gorgeous snow drifts out here. up to my hips.
i'm sure they are a pain in the ass for all who live and toil here.
but, for a southern cali girl, man-oh-man! it's an unreal winter wonderland!

thanks to my sorel caribous (heretofore referred to as "the caribous"), i am saved. one cannot f-around with cowboy boots, uggs, or any leather sort of uninsulated shoe. you gotta go hardcore, my friend. and i am oh so hard core.

abby (costumer) and i drove for about, oh, eight hours from manhattan to burlington, vermont. swapping stories- you know typical loves gone awry, bad bad choices, people we almost killed, cute boys, family sagas. anything that could help explain the person that the other one was sitting next to. abby and i will be sharing a room for an entire month, but our friendship has been very easy and natural, it seems.

really, abby is an amazing gal. we are stayed in her family home the first night. we arrived to celebrate her grandmother's 94th birthday. abby's aunt and mother prepared dinner and had wine waiting for us when we walked in the door and shook the snow off our boots.

the food was wonderful. home-made crabcakes, wheat pasta, and an amazing apple pie.

abby's grams told stories about growing up in manhattan and the dog and cat fought ruthelessly under the table whilst we drank and laughed.



pretty good deal so far...

until...