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Friday, December 31, 2010

Another Year in the Books

In stereotypical fashion, I will now reflect on the past year.  As I always say, 2010 was a doozy.  I learned a lot about myself, people and the world this year.  I became a news junkie, a social media enthusiast, a thrift shopper, a networker and a non-profit activist.  Most of what happened in 2010 was not planned.  At all. 

I've met some amazing people that will inspire me for the rest of my life.  I've realized that my gut feelings about things are almost always right.  I made up with my best friend after an 8 month hiatus (the emptiest 8 months of my life).  I fell in love with Broadway, again.  I also realized that I am way too much of a klutz and my body hates me. 

I've challenged myself in different ways and now it's time to start all over again. 

I would love to say I know what 2011 will bring me, but that's the best thing about the unknown.  I have no fucking clue.  So, hold on to your New Year Party Hats and stay tuned to this blog for all the updates.  I will be fashioning a new look in the new year, if you catch my drift. 

OH!  I also got engaged! 

Here are my New Year's Resolutions for 2011.  Most of 2010 still apply, however, some of these are necessary and some are shallow.  Either way, I'm doing it. 

  1.  Read.  I have about 4 books on my shelf that have yet to be read. 
  2.  No shopping.  Yes, really.  I will allow myself a new piece every season, and only buy necessities.  I have a full closet.  There should be no need for an outstanding credit card bill.
  3. Blog more.  I've neglected you the past few months.  This year my posts will be more regular.
  4. Have patience.  Each day it wears thinner and thinner. 
  5. Save money.  On my list every year, however, now I really have to.  I have a wedding to plan!
  6. Pay off all debt.  One of my greatest triumphs last year was finally paying off all of my CC debt.  It has now added up again, and I am back to square one. 
  7. Practice yoga again.  It's just necessary.
  8. Cook.  I always say I don't have time, but this year, I will make it a point to craft some things in the kitchen.
  9. Take time for me.  There are just times when you need to be alone.
  10. Give myself manicure's.  Another way to save money, and it's therapeutic. 

Friday, December 24, 2010

Birthday Blues

I was so on a roll.  I was so ready to be happy that it was my birthday this year, to not complain about the pressure amounted with the Christmas season.  I was ready to celebrate getting another year older with people that I love. 

Until today.  Christmas Eve.  The eve before I turn 27.  I was fine until, as usual, the season takes a turn for the worse.  This year and last, family wise, has been far from easy.  And I'll be damned if I can find a family that doesn't have drama around this time of year.  It just so happens that all of the drama seems to commence on my birthday.  Oh joy.  At Thanksgiving, the Holiday season looked promising.  And until about 24 hours ago, it still did. 

As I've said many a time before, I'm a brat on my birthday.  And this year, I was very ready to go with the flow.  To fly by the seat of my pants, and just enjoy the Holiday/Birthday and relax for once.  It's still possible if I just brush it off.  But some things are getting too serious to just forget about. 

That's the other thing...I've been brushing off things, people etc lately.  I've had this "No More Drama" schtict in my life for some time and in turn it has caused me to have a nonchalant attitude towards many situations.  I'm all about cleaning out unnecessary clutter and drama.  Cutting off the weak links and just enjoying life.  However, although it has made me more carefree, I've noticed a severe lack in communication going on between people who may need a helping hand still. 

As this all comes to light on the eve of my birthday, I will try to light the way like a Christmas star and hope that some people forgive me for my emotional absence. 

Because having everyone Happy around me, truly is the meaning of a great Birthday.

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Dear Santa

Dear Christmas,

I actually don't hate you this year.  

Love sometimes, 


I actually don't hate Christmas this year.  Which is a first in a very, very long time.  For once, I am actually looking forward to spending the day with my family and friends.  I can't wait for people to open the gifts I got them and I could care less what I get this year.

I almost feel like a little kid again.  I couldn't wait to put up our Christmas tree.  I mapped out presents for my fam and friends before Thanksgiving and have them all in place...mostly.  I even treated myself to some new shoes at 50% off, Happy Birthday to me! 

I spent the day in the NYC on Sunday with my boy and some friends.  We took in a Knicks game and just wandered around, looking at all of the decorations, the windows and eventually making it to The Noodle Bar*.  We walked through FAO and Rockefeller and just had a great time.

As some of you may remember, Christmas day is my birthday.  I have long hated (nay loathed) the day that Santa slid down my chimney.  However, something changed in me this year.  Maybe it's my old age (I'm going to be 27, EEEK!).  Or, it could be realizing that I have an amazing family, friends and boyfriend and I have everything I need.  Well, minus that stellar career.  Fingers crossed for a lucrative 2011.

In the words of N'Sync "Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays." 

*This little restaurant was found randomly by my boy and I last year during the Christmas season.  While driving to NYC, he expressed that he wanted noodles.  He didn't specify Italian, Thai, Chinese, Japanese he just wanted noodles.  As we exited the Lincoln Tunnel and into the greatest city ever, we drove around aimlessly until we randomly passed a hole in the wall called The Noodle Bar.  His wish was granted and I ate the best Shrimp Won Ton of my life.   

Sunday, November 28, 2010

November Rain

Some of you may have noticed my absence from the Blogosphere during the month of November.  Some of you may have not.  And believe me when I tell you, it's not's me.  I was entirely way too busy this month as I was away on vacation for 7 days, sick for some and just working like a dog. 

In the mean time, I've been thinking a lot about the future of this blog.  In a previous post I mentioned a possible name change.  I'm also thinking about content change, making it more fun and less personal.  Possibly adding in some Vlogging.  My friends, the possibilities are endless.  The one goal I do have is to make a commitment to whatever I choose.  In order to be a contender, I need to update regularly and not take a 30 day hiatus.

So, until I figure out what I'm going to do please take a gander at the other blogs I contribute to:

Bella Dawn Gossip
The Purse Lover
Beauty Stat

I will be back soon, I promise.


Sunday, October 31, 2010

All Hallows Eve

Halloween is quickly turning into my favorite holiday.  It's a chance for us creative (and poor) types to go for the gold with costumes and marvel at what one can do with a piece of felt and some glue.  This year, my friends and I dressed as pro wrestlers.  Our childhoods all consisted of watching Monday Night Raw and practicing the sharp shooter on our unsuspecting friends and family.  We had our own Royal Rumble of sorts last night at the Boo Ball and it was absolutely amazing.  As we walked in (sans theme music) party goer's marveled at our costumes: Hulk Hogan, Macho Man, Ultimate Warrior, Rowdy Roddy Piper, Ric Flair, Bret Hart, Heartbreak Kid and Sgt. Slaughter.

It was EPIC!

  WRRV Boo Ball 2010

Thursday, October 28, 2010

Dear Diary

Dear Diary,

It's been awhile that we've spoken, and I just want to say that everything is going to be OK.  Lately, I've been losing control of what is really important to me and that's me.  I spend a lot of time worrying about others, and what others think and ultimately I need to worry about me.  Everyone around me is self-sufficient, I'm a big girl too and I can take life as it comes.  There's no need to second guess or to jump to conclusions, the truth is you're smart and capable of making decisions on your own, and even ironing your own shirt.  Stop acting helpless, like you need someone because you don't.  The act is getting old. 

As cliche as it sounds, you are destined for greatness.  It just may not happen in your 20's.  But with your ambition and drive for that greatness, Diary, we're goin' somewhere.  People will talk about what they think, but truthfully, only you can make your own decisions.  As Barney Stinson would say, "You're awesome."  So stay awesome, and don't let life grab you by the ass.  You grab life by the ass and tell him to get goin'. 

Truth is, we don't control a thing.  God laughs at our plans every day.  So pop in a xanax and enjoy the ride, because it sure is going to get bumpy.  Just don't fall down the stairs, it tends to hurt a lot.  Take your time and be sure that what you're doing is for the good...the good of you.  You don't need anyone to hold your hand.  So, Diary, I guess this whole time, all I've needed was me. 

It's been real. 



Monday, October 25, 2010

Pity Party of 1

I have no idea what I’m doing lately. I’ve been having a pity party for myself in my head for some time now. My eyes have been off the prize and I believe that has been the cause for the disarray.

Last night as I was settling into bed I held my glass of water, took a sip and placed it on the coaster on my nightstand. I took the pillow from behind me and was going to place it under my broken toe, for whatever reason a gravitational force wanted the water on the floor and all over my phone and sheets. I literally almost started to cry. I didn’t see it coming. Like most decisions in my life, I thought I was making the right one by elevating my injured foot. Turns out that God had another plan. I took all of the towels I could find and began cleaning up the water, which seemed like a flood.

I act like I’m this “together” girl, and that I know what I want but I don’t. But I do, at the same time. I’m unraveling slowly.

I’m not sure when it happened, but my career became uno, number 1 on my list of things that I wanted. I want success, happiness and good health. Who doesn’t? I haven’t been able to find it. Will I ever find it? I’m not content answering phones and planning meetings, I want something more. Creative, fun, challenging and in my fields of interest.

“It IS a big deal!!!”

I always told myself that if I was in some form of the Entertainment and Media world that I would be happy. Turns out, that’s not the case. I can’t decide if it’s just bad luck, bad decisions or if it’s me? When I was 23, the world was my oyster. I had many opportunities thrown my way and now they’ve shriveled up to nothing. Sure the poor economy has played a nasty part too. I want my cake and to eat it too. I think I know what I want and then when I get some form of it, it’s not what I expected. Am I glamorizing life too much?

I’m sick and tired of casting myself aside because I’m scared. I’m scared to jump in, hurt people’s feelings and ultimately I’m scared of failure. I always wanted this job that I was proud of, that I was excited to go to and from every day and that challenged me in all of the right ways. I would just like to know that I am on that path.

I feel like my absentmindedness has to do with the uncertain future my career holds. I’ve never been more frustrated in my life with my career, I just feel like it’s going nowhere. I can’t change the past or the positions I’ve held, I can control where it takes me though. Hopefully my experiences have made me wiser and I continue to make the right ones from now on.

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rather, accept the path that is before you now....☺