One that I’ve technically adopted in Montana, and another I chased through the desert in Arizona like a madman for no other reason than I was trying to take a photo of it with my iPhone.
I know, right?
Like a Russian bartender in San Francisco once told me, ” It’s not as good when you have to think about it too much.” I don’t actually know what she was talking about, but she was Russian so I didn’t ask. That automatically means she can kill me with her eyebrow if she wanted to.
So when the year -end blog thought crossed my mind, I was briefly tempted to wax philosophical while pondering the life lessons one picks up at truck stops along the way at 3 am and pick out the wonderful, happy parts of the year and run with them.
Only that’s thinking about it too much. And for myself and a lot of folks I know, parts of this year weren’t wonderful or happy. And anyone that feeds you a constant stream of rainbows and unicorns and kittens prancing around on your forehead lives in some alternate reality I know absolutely nothing of.
This means YOU, Rachael Ray.
Crazy trips. Wonderful people. Beautiful places. Texts and phone calls to a lot of you at random times during the night to stay awake, or to tell you something incredibly crazy I’d just witnessed. (Gas station, New Mexico, fat guy, assault rifle, still getting it’s own blog, I promise.) Another year of trips, weddings, laughter, a few more tears than normal, but a lot more laughter than normal as well.
Anecdotes for success? I have none. Thoughts on life and love? Be thankful for those you love while they’re around you, they won’t always be there. Make sure they know it while they are. Recipes for great drinks? Sure. 1 shot of vanilla vodka, 1 Smithwick’s beer on top of it in a tall glass. Tastes like cream soda. Dangerous. Sincere thanks to the elderly lady in Key West who taught me that.
To you, the blog reader (all 3 of you), thank you for sticking around. To the clients-turned-friends-turned-dorks that allow me to keep doing this every year and support me more than I deserve, thank you. Your hospitality, kindness, couches, breakfasts, encouragement and love is completely mind-boggling to me, and more appreciated more than I can tell you.
I’ll leave you with some photos that didn’t make the blog this year, some that haven’t been blogged yet, and some I just want to share with you.
All the best to you all for 2012.
See you down the road.