I realize that I suck at this blogging thing. Can’t convey thought as well as I would like. So let the rambling begin.

Rude customers that feel the sun & moon rises on them: Come on people show a little respect for the lower working class. Just cause you have never had to do a minimum wage job doesn’t mean you can roll your eyes or try to command it to snow in the summer.

Friends with no loyalty: Oh well, I am a little bored of this friendship so I think I will put less effort & time into you. Oh yeah I forgot about your birthday thought it wasn’t until next month. But I got you this shinny gift card. Oh I think I might have used a little of it.

Drivers with no coordination: Are you kidding me right now? Did I really see you just do that. No really you think you can drive over that sidewalk, just so you can get to the other side. Watch out! you almost hit that kid.

Family: Respect it.. cherish it..Especially tell it you care because you never know how short life is.

Relationships: Stop following “the unwritten laws of dating”. Find out what you want & go get it. And especially don’t keep something around if you don’t want it. Grow a backbone & say it. Love with your heart & don’t pretend with your mind.

Be kind & rewind: Take time to appreciate your surroundings & just be in the moment.

I love the TAM clan, my Ma’s smiling face, my favorite writer, dancing with no purpose, singing my heart out, any kind of bread, tapatio, dessert cravings, bowtie pasta, Ari Gold’s outbursts, walks to the beach, thumb wrestling, sucking face, Ray’s song Shelter, my traveling cat, people’s kindness, biting my nails, photography, kids being kids, jobs that work out, friends that I know will be my friends no matter what, passion for life, random nonsense, Xavier, my adopted brother, books that I finally read, The good ole’ smelly stage, Nerds, Dorks & especially goofballs, Blues music for my soul, Youkilis’s wiggle, the dog on bay st., driving somewhere further than the city limit, truth.

I’m ready for my close-up Mr. DeVille. I think I rambled enough for one day.

If we shadows have offended, / Think but this, and all is mended, / That you have but slumber’d here / While these visions did appear. / And this weak and idle theme, / No more yielding but a dream, / Gentles, do not reprehend: / If you pardon we will mend. / Else the Puck a liar call. / Give me your hands, if we be friends, / And Robin shall restore amends. - Puck