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Sunday, September 19, 2010

He Talks to aliens







So in this addition of my blog you will meet my dad, tullio. Super power- confussion, and talking to things that are not there.

My dad is an odd person to say the least. A lover of antiques and Harley Davidson Motercycles. He can go through a junk pile and will find an oil spout and will swear up and down that some day it will be worth millions of dollars. At least he has a hobby.
When I was younger he was convinced that hellicopter lights where really UFOs and the little green guys where telling him what bars to go to. A few times I caught him talking to the sky in a very intricate conversation with the aliens. I never minded though, I just understood that I had "one of those fathers." I am glad that he has accepted in recent years that technology is not of the devil, and that a cordless phone is not going to suck out your brain cells. I keep thinking however, that they are some day going to link brain cancer to phone usage and he would have been right all along.
Yes I know what you are saying. "That man was on drugs" well you wouldn't be wrong. I am happy to say that he has been sober for many many many years, and that is where my pride is for my father. It was tough for some years, I'm not going to lie, but I am believer of "what doesn't kill you makes you stronger" and "every thing happens for a reason" . You should always leave that line of communication open because people change, and can become great things in their time. With out the experiences my father went through i don't think he would be the man he is today.

A strong, loving, kind, strange man, that loves his family.

I wish he lived closer, and some times I stay up at night thinking how much I want him here. I love watching him with Violet. I love how he will hold her so close and "put put put pufff" she will fart and he sets her gently down on the ground and calls for me "I THINK SHE POOPED!" he is terrified of dirty diapers.


When he is around, Violet is not allowed to cry and if she even sniffles he places her in the stroller and will walk her around the neighborhood until she falls asleep. Well, I think she just falls asleep because once he got lost and couldn't find his way back home so he walked around in circles for ever. One day when she was teething he took her in the stroller about five times, just so she wouldn't cry.


I Love how he tries to stay young by listening to snoop dogg, and will feel the rage at a metal show. Thank god he realizes that he is to old to be in a mosh pitt, but you can see him holding back. I like how every week he lays on the floor puts his reading glasses on and places his bills around him so he can see them all and works them out.


Every morning when I wake up I know the first thing I will see on my cell is a text message from him saying "Good Morning daughter". I giggle when he calls me at eleven o'clock at night when I'm crawling into bed, with nothing to say but "whats up, I'm bored" yup thats, my dad.
An Awsome dude, and a great father.







Friday, September 17, 2010

"The Mother of the Land"


In these next blogs I plan on describing some of my family members. Well, the ones worth mentioning. I feel It is necessary for you to understand what violet will be having to endure as she grows up. Let's just say she will have a eccentric life with these alienesk people. So without further ado (I think that is how you say it) Please meet the cast of this seasons newest show.
"This Family is Wild"

If I could describe my Mother in one word it would be, "humorous".

"The Mother of the land", August Garcia. Watch as she gets blamed for mundane things, as she handles her title of first born. But look, she still manages to walk with a pep in her step. Actually it is a limp from a herniated disk, but folks, she makes it look good. Hard working Gardner, bra-less, woman wonder, can talk her way out of any situation and insult you with out you even knowing it. She is A Mother and grandmother that wears her patch proudly that identifies her as "The Weird One". Super power- absorbs the sun into her skin, and can camouflage herself into any tomato bush.

I used to get upset when people would tell me how much I was like my mother. I wouldn't say that I have acquired my worst traits from her, but....well it is all how you look at it. I think she gave us our family motto, "We are rich guys. RICH IN LOVE!!!" arg when you are 13 and really want a portable cd player. But I look at the values she instilled in me and I can't wait to pass those onto Violet.

Like "Hate, is a bad word" "Laugh when people don't like you, it makes them like you less", "Some where, somebody has it worse" and my all time favorite "the world is your bathroom, so pop a squat"

she can dance (well tries to) through the worst of situations, and will always find something to cook. Was not afraid to let us kids swim in duck poop filled ponds. And always made sure the Easter bunny forgot to boil some of the eggs, so we could chuck em' at each other.

She let me know that I came from the mailman, Aaron came from what the chicken left behind, and and Alex came from the milkman. So proud to call us her children. actually we are all full blooded brother and sisters, from the same mother and father. Just a joke we all got going between the three of us.

When we first moved to New Mexico, my brothers and I couldn't figure out why there wasn't any trees and why every thing was brown. She told us the story of how E.T was flying around and had to go poop really really bad. So he stopped of in chaparral, took a dump, and it smelled so bad every thing died. I think that is still my favorite story she every told us. How sweet right?

She has only given me encouragement as I have become the mother that I am. And never lets me feel like I am doing a bad job. Even when I put the diaper on wrong over and over again, creating large blow outs. She has taught me that collecting baby teeth is not gross, and squirting your little brother with breast milk was actually a funny joke and he just took it wrong.

Violet adores her, and so do I. And I am so lucky that she is violets grandmother. I know that she will always make her laugh, always teach her that life is beautiful, and that fairies are real.

She truly is my best friend.