Monday, July 16, 2007

poignent ramblings......

or not.







I seem to have fallen off the face of the earth, but it's less cool then that- really. I fealt as though I had nothing to say, and so why fake it just to keep up the blog.

whelp, I'm back.

Soon after my return from St. Barts, I found out that while my dad was in Italy he fell off of a tiny cliff and broke 5 ribs and punctured a lung. He is nearing 60 and I am just happy he didn't break his neck and die. Needless to say I took a trip to Florida to visit him (he lives out there). He is doing much better and has learned a lesson in the process...I hope.

He was as drunk as a skunk.

Like alot of people in the world, alcoholism runs rampant in my family- which is the reason I hardly EVER drink. I am scared of it and the seductive powers it has over my genetics. That's not to say I don't have an addictive personality...you should see me around cookies- beyond pathetic. My Mom loves her vodka (and gambling) and my dad loves his scotch (and vodka). I love my weed and sweets. Although the sweets are probably a direct result of the weed....

On the photography front- I have been shooting like a mad woman- dolls, girls, girls and dolls. I am thrilled to be doing so, because I love shooting as much as I love the weed and sweets.


Who am I kidding?


I would give up the weed and sweets for photography in a second.


The above photo is Daniela V. who is just fantastic in every sense of the word. She and I get along so well, I'll know her forever....

3 comments:

Fargo said...

Ouch... sorry to know about what happened to your dad, Stacy, but at least it seems that he'll be alright, and that he learned from his experience.

That's a pretty good photo of your friend and your doll, by the way, both of them look pretty good :-P

Wanda said...

Hi, Stacy!
Sorry to hear about your dad. Great doll photos, as usual...I'm out of that scene now--the stench of loser sweat drove me away, lol.
Oh, congrats on the one-year anniversary with your husband. I hope you have a lifetime together. I loved reading the story of how you met!

Davecat said...

Stay away from the cookies! :-)

Good to hear your dad's okay, though! Not a lot of people can say that they survived falling off a cliff, so he should retell that story at any possible opportunity. 'Speaking of market prices falling, why, just last year, I took a tumble down a cliff face!' That sort of thing. :-)