Omaha, Iowa City, St. Paul, Chicago, Bloomington, Ann Arbor and to bed!

hello

so much has happened in the last days that at this time (3 am eastcoast) just checking into our hotel in Ann Arbor, Michigan, it will be hard to recount details. especially since all i want is to snuggle with my stuffed sheep and sleep for a few hours before we head to Toronto tomorrow, then to Quebec/Montreal, then back into the US into New York on friday. we are hoping the border patrol people aren't complete jerks, and don't hold us up for hours.

in the last few days we have traveled between Omaha to Iowa City, to St. Paul, to Chicago, to Bloomington, and today a show in Ann Arbor. Our drives have ranged from 4-6 hours a day, with longer times in the car for stops and random errands and all that lost time that we can't seem to find. in Omaha, we started taking some ghost hunting photos and got a bunch of photos of orb's at a funeral home in the middle of the night, not to mention some weird lights and a glowing ghost mans figure in the glass....this, is true. but even better, is that in st.paul, we visited a graveyard in the middle of the night to snap some photos, and got a full blown face of a man floating in the trees....it scared the absolute shit out of us, and i am still adrenally fatigued from the excitement, therefore i have not been able to bring myself to even post the photos of all the weird paranormal activity, because it is going to start a whole frenzy of questions i can't answer....other then, people, there are other realms, and damien and i are tapping into them somehow.

in Iowa, i got to see 2 really old great friends which was nice. in Chicago, we stayed with the owner of Southern Records above the warehouse in his amazing apartment, which hosts bands all the time and was very very comfy and FULL of records and weird little collections. in Chicago i finally also found my pink cork platform sandals (guilty pleasure for summer), and bough them and went into whole foods and got so many comments i got self conscious and had to take them off. i will try again soon. in Bloomington, last night, we stayed with chris, one of the owners of Secretly Canadian, and met the whole crew from the label who came out to Russian Recording Studios to see d play. they were all so very nice, and again, an amazing apartment full of records and cd's. this morning we were invited to easter brunch with their mother, and it was really sweet and cute, and delicious. then we drove here to have our secret easter bunny exchange with laura and her band.

both of our favorite fan, calvin (almost 9 years old!) and his dad shane, drove all the way from ohio to see damien and meet me, they have even flown into the UK to see d play. they were so kind, and calvin just sat up front hypnotized by damiens music. he was so cute, and really silly and tomorrow we are hoping to have breakfast with them before we head into canada. we got him a little easter basket and he was so bashful. he brought me the sweetest thing, a buckeye nut that is supposed to keep you safe while you travel, so from now it will be in my pocket.

i am missing my love very, very very much, and am frustrated with the lack of internet and the fact that i can't call europe from my cell phone. i tried to mail him a package the other day, and they said it would be a few HUNDRED dollars, for something weighing less than a pound. so i asked them to mail the letter, and they wanted over 40 dollars for that. . . insane. we have yet to find a post office for regular good old stamps, but i am hoping to soon. then i can send all the letters i have been writing and send my friends and family postcards, like a good old fashioned person on the road should.

well, it is time for sleep. there is so much more to show and tell, but it's going to have to wait just a little bit longer until i have more time.

i hope everyone had a good easter and is full of candy bunnies!

today, i am finally tired after many late nights. although i get naps in the car, i am hoping the next few nights are a little earlier and a little less ghostly.