Patience is (not) a Virtue

I had a long talk with my boy a few weeks ago about my lack of patience. I am exactly like my Father, I have absolutely zero patience and absolutely no tolerance for stupidity. That being said, I get very antsy when things don't happen as quickly as I would like.

Maybe it has something to do with being born and bread in New York?

I would really love to stop and smell the roses. I would also really love to be complacent enough with everything in my life so I can just enjoy it. For once, I am almost there. I am so close, I can taste it!

My boy said that I have to be patient with life, with my career and with my family. In regards to my career, I have not been one to take a back seat. I have made a few decisions (good and bad) and I am paying for them.

Your day will come.

I am always looking for the next opportunity to come my way; ambition is running through my blood. I should be patient and grateful for what I have.

Bethenny: "Failure is not an option. It's just not."

I was watching Bethenny: Getting Married last week and I immediately understood what she was going through (minus the pregnancy and planning a wedding part). She took on too much too soon and was afraid to drop the balls in the air. In my opinion, the skin care line could have waited and so could the wedding (pending personal preference). But, then the show would have been non-existent. In the end, she's dealing with it all and is trying to have patience with her wedding planner-who seriously looks like Buster Bleuth.

Me? I am in nowhere in her position. Although, I can sympathize. If all of the opportunities were thrown at me, I would have a hard time saying "no." Which brings me to my next question: Should I have patience and wait for something better to come along? Or be active in my ambition and continue to look, despite the chagrin from others?

I have never been one to wait. Which, gets me into trouble. Bethenny didn't wait to get married, she did it right away. I have never been one to sit around and wait for things to happen to me. I don't have enough patience to wait to do what I want to do. But...am I setting myself up for failure?

Failure is clearly, not an option.

We'll Be Right Back

My Dad once told me that he knew I was watching too much television when I left the room and said I would be right back...after these messages.

I've been a busy bee, therefore a lack of posting.

I have a lot of great things coming your way-so stay tuned!

10 Truths I Wish I'd Known Sooner

I don't normally read Real Simple magazine. But, after reading this article I think I should.

Eloquently written with the most simplest forms of advice, this article is the perfect reminder that we are all human.

Great advice.

10 Truths I wish I'd Known Sooner, from Real Simple.

Thinking 'Bout Somethin'

Dear Hanson,

It's been 13 years. Half of my life. Kudos boys, you know how to keep bringing me back.

With Love,

Allie

P.S. I haven't been thinking 'bout somethin' other than you.

20-something Something

I've heard that living through your twenties is one of the most ridiculous roller coaster rides there is. Life is full of ups and downs, twists and turns and we're not quite sure what's coming up 'round the bend or can really see the light at the end of the tunnel.

I've made mistakes...BIG ones. I've lived and learned. I've loved. I've lost. And most importantly, I came undone. In the past 3 years, I've held more jobs than you can imagine. I've switched career gears more times than I can count and frankly, I still don't really know what I want to be when I grow up.

I do know that I want to be: Something.

“[Success is] doing what you love and having a positive impact on people’s lives without starving to death.”—Gloria Steinem, feminist

I want to make myself great. I want to actually realize what I have before it's gone. I want to take advantage of every opportunity that's out there, and start pleasing myself before I please others (mind out of the gutter, pervs).

I've passed up too many opportunities and let others pass me by because I was too uncomfortable, or comfortable for that matter. I was in line at New York Fashion Week with Heidi Klum walking by with her entourage, only now to find myself behind a desk. I was talking to Ashlee Simpson on the phone and hugging FloRida in the same day. If only I had known then what I know now. I would trade anything to be back in that position. I was passionate about what I did. It was what I wanted to do.

“…You don’t have to pattern your career after anyone else’s. Set your life up by your own rules.”—Tina Fey, writer/actress

Back then, I didn't realize I could be Something. I didn't realize how quickly it could fade, and I couldn't wrap my head around the Big Picture. I was too eager to please others. I was scared of losing. I was uncomfortable with all of the Hoopla surrounding my position and decided to live the simple life-without Paris and Nicole.

I pleased someone else. Not myself.

I have four years left of my twenties. Ironically when I turned 20, I set goals for myself. There's a list about a mile long. I may have hit a little hiccup, but I'm trying to get myself back on track.

I will be Something. Something great. Something that I am proud to be.

“If you’re not scared shitless by your new job, you haven’t reached high enough.”—Leslee Dart, publicist

*All quotes courtesy of Elle.com "25 Year's of Elle's Best Quotes"

Quote of the Day: When You Least Expect It

Read this today and loved it:

"It was one of the best gifts I think I ever got," she said. "I really
wasn't looking for anything serious. I think sometimes when you're not looking
that's kind of when gifts like that happen."
-Tiffani Thiessen

The Settlers

Back in Social Studies class, in Elementary School, we learned about The Settlers. People who laid the ground work for where we live, work and play today.

They were innovative, adventurous and sought out a better life for their family and their community.

Correct me if I'm wrong, but, back then, were they looked down upon or considered lame for choosing their land and making a home? Granted, I wasn't even a twinkle in my parents' eye back then, but I can venture a guess and say: "No."

There's a big, nasty stigma against settling in dating, as there should be. Mr. Good Enough will have to do, I guess. Mr. Right is just too hard to find. Does Mr. Right even exist? We all know Prince Charming is a lying, cheating bastard (see: Shrek the Third), and Ken Doll's privates are plastic. So who's left?

Ah, yes. The Average Joe's: Mr. Eh, Mr. No Spark and Mr. Unattainable.

The Settlers on the other hand, are on the fast track to laying the land. Marriage, House, Kids and then Divorce Rock City.

When is it ever good enough? When is HE/SHE good enough? Do we have unreachable goals? Are we setting ourselves up for failure? Are we settling for Mr. I-Think-You're-Right? Am I asking too many questions?

The Settlers are supposed to be innovative, adventurous and striving for a better life. So, why have they become the couple who lays on the couch in their jammies watching Matlock reruns?

Just because you're in a relationship, doesn't mean you have to change yourself. You don't have to change anything that you do (OK, maybe lay off the strip clubs a bit) and you surely shouldn't have to change the one your with. *Cue "Love the One You're With"

I was once in a relationship where I walked on eggshells. I tried to be the "perfect" girlfriend for a douche that didn't know what he wanted. Truth was, we weren't right for each other. Everything I did wasn't good enough, he was never nice enough etc... I settled-because it was comfortable. I was convinced that I wouldn't be able to find anyone else. So, I stayed. I laid the land. Thankfully, it ended before the marriage and kids. But some aren't so lucky.

Now, I have a great guy. The complete opposite of what I had. We go out with each other, friends and family, we plan vacations, lay next to each other with our lap tops and are extremely supportive. He loves all of the things about me that Douche hated. He laughs at me when I get crazy and he calms me in stressful situations.

It took me a long time to realize that I deserve someone like him. Someone who unconditionally loves me for me. We all deserve to be treated like princesses. Mr. Good Enough is NOT good enough. He may even prevent you from meeting Mr. Right.

Mr. Right is out there, and he's ready to settle down with you.

Working for the Weekend

Please enjoy the awesome 80's-ness that is this MTV Music Video. I will be humming this diddy tonight.

xoxo Loves!

Slowride...Take it Easy

My Mom likes to tell the story of when I was a baby first learning to walk. She claims that I didn't "walk" per say, I would run. Head first. I once ran head first into the glass door, my family was in the kitchen and heard a thump and waited for the cry. I fell on my bottom, laughing hysterically. In retrospect, you could say that I was born to run (thanks Bruce) and have always been one to "skip" a step.

This has been both beneficial and detrimental at the same time.

As a New Yorker, I ran everywhere. Always in a rush. In a rush to grow up. I quickly learned how fast you can burnout. I wanted to reach the top of the mountain first, while juggling water and hopping on one foot. It's just near impossible.

A wise man once said, slow down...take it one day at a time. And for once, it actually registered. With a full time job, a part time job, a full social calendar and yoga...I barely have time to breathe (hence the yoga).

I have finally slowed my roll and it feels good. I am slowly relinquishing control to fate. I am actually saying, "no" to people and finally living for myself and the people I love. I want to fly by the seat of my pants, not plan every move I make. Although, I will NEVER give up my planner. That shit's going to be buried with me.

I'm finally taking it easy, and I feel good about it. I'm tired of squeezing my friends into my schedule, I want to be able to walk leisurely through Ikea and pick out little nik nak's that I like. Maybe sit out in the sun and read, or take a pottery class. The possibilities are endless.

I'm on a slowride and I'm taking it easy. Finally.

Comfortable

"Comfortable"
by John Mayer

I just remembered, that time at the market
snuck up behind me and jumped on my shopping cart
And rode down, aisle 5
you looked behind you to smile back at me
crashed into a rack full of magazines
they asked us if we could leave.

Can't remember, what went wrong last September
Though I'm sure that you'd remind me, if you had to

Our love was, comfortable and
so broken in

I sleep with this new girl i'm still getting used to
my friends all approve, say she's gonna be good for you
they throw me, high fives

She says the bible is all that she reads
and prefers that I not use profanity
your mouth was, so dirty

Life of the party
and she swears that she's artsy
but you could distinguish
Miles from Coltrane

Our love was, comfortable and
so broken in
she's perfect, so flawless
or so they say, say

She thinks I can't see the smile that she's fakin'
and poses for pictures that aren't being taken
I loved you
grey sweat pants, no makeup, so perfect

Our love was, comfortable and
so broken in
she's perfect, so flawless
I'm not impressed, I want you back.