Tires and Wigs

My mother has cancer. We found this out in January; stage four, breast cancer. It's in her bones.


My mother is an incredibly strong woman, which is probably why we didn't know that she had cancer, let alone at such an advanced stage. For the past months, she's been on two different new treatments, with varying success. Last night, she told me that she starts chemo on Friday.


Today was hard. I had to present my project today in studio; talk about the components of my design and convince my professors that my concept of wandering through a memory makes a good plan for a spa, when all I can think of is that the next time I see my mom, she'll be wearing a wig.

It's just so real now.

I'm not going to say that my mother is my best friend, because she's not. She's more. She's my 'mommy,' and everything a mother should be. She is not only my friend, but so much more.
Which is also why I know that she can get through this. I have total and complete faith in her. I may not know exactly what or who I believe in, but I do believe that she is one of the most amazingly special people in the world, and certainly the most amazing in my life.


She taught me how to drive, hell, she taught me how to live; to her I owe my personality, it's mostly hers. And while my driving skills may be a little substandard (sometimes I don't know where those curbs come from) All of my good qualities I owe to her.

Mommy, I love you.

Creation Theory

Basically, this weekend was just too exciting to pass up chronicling.

My best friend Bleighton came down from JMU this weekend, to visit- some girl time. She came down without Jon for once. They're almost inseperable since they started dating, so it was wonderful to hang out just the two of us. We had incredible amounts of ridiculous fun.

Bleighton got to my house Friday evening and we went to a spontaneous cookout thrown by a couple of my fellow architecture kids, so she got to meet one group of my friends. The weather was so nice we just had a bonfire, a couple of hotdogs and hamburgers, and then a random band that played; someone's friend knows this guy...you know. Surprisingly they were good! Unfortunately, the cops came after the third song and gave our hostess a little talk about noise violations, and then left. Called that one. I mean, live band- outside- 10:00 at night... really? I feel like the cops are a given.
Cookout was still fun, we left with our stomachs full and our laughing muscles sore.
Good food + good company = Great evening

Saturday I took Bleighton to the Cascades. It's a fantastic trail in the Jefferson National Forest, about a Four mile hike to the falls. We took along one of my roommates, Katie, and our friend Ben. The trail was great -lots of adventures...

Saturday night we all went out to a benefit party. Such shennanigans... Let's just say I danced so much my abs hurt in the morning! The evening finished up with the delivery of two pokey stix to our house and then the incredibly speed at which they disappeared.

Woke up in time to walk down to Carol Lee's and get the best donuts in the world, and laugh at pictures from the previous evening.
All in all, a very successful weekend! Bleighton left couple hours before I had to work, and I miss her already! Bye, bye B-baby!

All Around the World

So blog? This is the first of (hopefully) many pieces of my life to be published.
An online journal? I suppose...

I love to write, but like a thousand other interests, it's one of those things that I love, but never follow through with. I guess you could say that I'm a Jack of all trades, ace of nothin'. The sad thing is, that's probably by choice. The other ironic part to me is that I put my whole everything into everything I do- passion is life, but then again, I guess I've never really made sense!

I'm not going to give you a history of my life, or a total synopsis of my personality, hopefully you can figure that out as I go along. I just want a space to post my ideas: a place to spill out the excess from life that doesn't quite fit anywhere else. So what I will do with this post is a little mission statement if you will; a short idea for today.

Life is not always wonderful, but I don't intend to fill this blog with all of the horrible things going on in my life- if anything those will be understated, but it is what it is, and for once I would like to try and be totally honest without feeling judged. It's not that I do anything outrageous, or that I have extremely radical beliefs. In fact, I'm almost unbelievably normal by my standards, but I think to be human, we feel as if we're judged by every movement we make, everything we say and do. Which is true... it is completely human to judge people, it's how we survive- instinct. I truly believe that it's not a bad thing, it's how we live. The sad part, is when one refuses to change that judgement of people once they realize they are wrong. First impressions are not everything. But they sure are pretty damn hard to change. I just hope more people in the world would be willing to change them.

How's my first impression?