3|10|2016

nearly 24 hours have passed without hurting grand or bambi! celebrating meeee! 💜

so, here are a few of my favorite things...

{please sing that, because i am & it will make you happy & wanna shop.}

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wild heart • gypsy soul

xoxo, miss airstream

3|7|2016

$203.38. that is the price of a brand new jeep battery on a new jeep. oh yessss. only me. and...it's now the 3rd time i've killed bambi's battery...don't judge, i'm a beginner, lol.

so, let's start from the beginning.

yesterday, was a new day and i squeezed gram tight as i caught a glimpse of the sun shining down on bambi.

i left san jose en route of spot e6...my new address at the tray-tray villa. i pulled over to pick up my signature starbucks. but, as i sipped on all that yummy-ness, miss lee from the front desk at the villa called. she had made a mistake...bambi's e6 spot wasn't actually available until today.

my eyes smiled. you might wonder why. let me tell youuuu! did i really want to sleep in the shiny bubble last night or did i really want to be pampered at the sheraton for the evening?! with a pool & a gym & a pond with little fishes poking their fishy lips out of the water, & room service & a bar with a dirty martini & flourless chocolate cake.

yes, i pranced into the sheraton like royalty. unfortunately, i woke up to reality.

maybe a lightning bolt hit grand & bambi (the jeep & tray) last night. or maybe someone stole something from the engine. is that even possible? i mean...w h y won't the power locks unlock or the engine turn on or even make a sound or a flicker of light or life or anything at all?

w h y why why? the rain followed me from oregon & it's pouring out, again. it's 6:45 a.m. & it's my first day working at the prestigious stanford university hospital as a registered nurse.

this can't be happening to me...i mean, it is happening to me but it shouldn't be because i believed the trailer people when they told me that there is a special mechanism that prevents my trailer from draining my car battery. even if i accidentally leave something on. (after calling my mechanic tonight, i don't think he actually ever said that...i think i made that up). oops.

i've been rotating my s.o.s. (help) phone calls between my two brothers. today, my big brother jeff got the call at 6:46am. i then called aaa. it was going to have to wait until after work.

the concierge whistled & a pretty yellow taxi escorted me to stanford. it reminds me of nyc & someday i'll live there too. i walked into orientation giggling...because these moments could only happen to a sparkly stormy kinda girl like me.

later in the evening...the aaa guy arrived & called his tow truck guy. when the tow truck guy arrived, he called his battery guy. grand is a happy new owner of a brand new battery. bambi needs some love (and electricity), so i'll plug her in tomorrow. until then, i'll enjoy night #2 of pretending like royalty (except the grease on my hands & broken nail is not fitting).

the aha: unplug bam from grand overnight. your perspective is what makes this different. these are little things, but you are doing big things. great job, doll. keep going. it looks like you're in 💜 with the life you picked. good girl.

wild heart • gypsy soul

xoxo, miss airstream

3|6|2016

i woke up to so much 💜 from all of you. my sweet shiny bubble and i just 💜 you right back!

i had never met her until last night. a sweet eighty-two year old grandmother, welcomed me into her home. i knocked on her door, with mascara running down my cheeks. my little brother had called his in-laws. gram was their gram, and my newly adopted gram for the evening (and for the rest of forever).

soap & water helped. coffee grounds helped. those little coconut smelly good tree th...ings (x3), helped. vinegar helped. & dinner & a shower & a cozy soft bed...helped.

this is the adventure. that was one hell of an afternoon. this sunrise though, gahhhh! that smile & those twinkly curious eyes are back. {there. she. is.}

go sip on that grande iced caramel macchiato with soy milk & sit in that sunshine. shine & shine & shine, love.

wild heart • gypsy soul

xoxo, miss airstream

3|5|2016

this part isn't so glamorous. & this is why i bought a bottle of pinot & a box of girl scout cookies.

{last 6 hours.}

i have no idea how i've even survived at this point...and with no dents in anything (other than the dent in the trailer floor from my kate spade polka-dot teapot. it flew off the stove today because i forgot to put it away).

...

tears rolled down my cheeks, while the stormiest storm in years, rolled in this afternoon. on my hands and knees, i wiped up the gasoline that had spilled over bambi's (her real name) newly dented floor. my spill-proof generator had tipped onto its side while traveling. that smell replaced the newness that filled her air just hours earlier. & that gasoline didn't just "wipe up."

this lesson was hard. traveling thru the storm was hard. "winging it" didn't work. having no reservations, was a horrible idea. not asking if the next campground (in timbuktu) had at&t cellular service (before arriving & after backing in) was nearly a disaster. leaving though, because of that...was smart. safety first. calling my little brother was smart. washing the floor & airing her out, was smart. buying the pinot & girl scout cookies & staying at gram's house...was smart.

the "aha:" don't listen to the voice that tells you, you can't do this. because, you can darling girl. there are going to be lessons. yes, you're going to have to learn them. but, i promise...you will be okay. more than okay. now, put your big girl panties on & rock this world.

wild heart • gypsy soul

xoxo, miss airstream

{picture credit: a girl scout}

3|3|2016

i think so too. whatever it is, sweet human...go. for. it.

you can. just know that.

wild heart • gypsy soul

...

xoxo, miss airstream

3|2|2016

life is so much better with balloons. celebrating me today! i made it from oregon to california...towing my sweet bubble.

i never knew i had it in me to tow. anything. or back it up. or hook it up. or park it. the list goes on & on.

i won.

...

wild heart • gypsy soul

xoxo, miss airstream

3|1|2016

hangin' with da big boys. somewhere in california.

{she is mad but she is magic. there is no lie in her fire.}

wild heart • gypsy soul

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xoxo, miss airstream

3|1|2016

garsh. this drive. makes me wanna eeeek! lol.

mt. shasta, i don't think i've ever seen snow on you. you. are. so. pretty. love always, me.

wild heart • gypsy soul

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xoxo, miss airstream