He Has a Point

Ratted Out

I just got ratted out by my babysitting client to her mother that they were put to bed late. Ya know how I'm always saying that Mischief didn't read the cat handbook with all his love of water? Well, it's like she didn't read the kid handbook. Aren't kids supposed to WANT to stay up late? Whatevs. it's cool. She's a cutie. And I love their family. HA! Cute.

Shout Out

I'd like to give a Happy Birthday shout out to my biggest fan! Have a drink! Or 5.

Ties and Tits: Sexy? Discuss.

Apologies for the crass alliteration.

Amazing and WOW.

Found link on one of my favorite photography blogs A Photo Editor. Video made by photographer Eyal Landseman with a time lapse program. Freaking amazing although it doesn't look like the girl is getting much. Must have hit a rough spot with her boyfriend probably cause she spends all day in bed.

Disturbing and Entertaining.

I Just Threw Up in My Mouth

Check out this article in the New York Times. HA! This reminds me of the articles they used to have in good financial times - i.e. the millionaires are jealous of the billionaires. But a little less nauseating. The financial crisis is evening out the playing field. Giving the cute, intelligent, interesting artsy guys a chance. I sort of want to throw up on the girls in the picture and hurl something at their heads. But I like their blog. Especially the posting midway down the page - Relish the Recession. Go girls.

Over It

I have managed to forgive my coffee table despite the large bruise that is in the process of forming. AND the events of last night. Although right now I'm having a hard time forgiving our mysterious landlord who has clearly not gotten the memo that gas is cheap.

Moving on.

Here are pictures from Sunday night of the Nightrats. Blog here, created by the talented and beautiful Aleks Flora that includes other photos by accomplished photojournalist Matt Lutton and moi.

Tear

Just walked into our coffee table on the way back from my shower. My roommate moved it for her book club. It's not her fault that I'm not used to the new location. Ow. That's one way to start a morning.

Boo....

I was supposed to have a date tonight but he canceled last minute. No explanation. But hopefully he has a good one. So instead of showing off my music trivia knowledge.. or the little that I have, I ended up chillaxing at Barnes and Noble and reading photography books. I guess at least I was productive and inspired at times. But fairly bitter. Okay, at least I didn't drink... And managed to enjoy myself.

I had to leave the apartment because my roommate had 8 girls over for her book club. A book that I eventually want to read. And there was one girl who had a shrill, annoying voice, and was talking about obnoxious things like how her mom was turning old and wrinkled. I wanted to throw something at her head. But instead, I ran out of the apartment to Barnes and Noble. In fact, I don't think I've ever managed to blow dry my hair and get ready that quickly before.

On top of that, I turned down a date with a highly educated, interesting lawyer. But someone who's sort of a douche. Okay. You kids wanted dirt and drama. There ya go. As a consolation, I got hot chocolate from Starbucks and now I'm overly full. Such is life.

Weekend Update

Had another great weekend. Friday was somewhat low key. Went to the LES briefly.. enough to remind me not to go there during the weekends. Okay, I'm sure there are some good spots further away from the insanity. Then got my dance on with my Hawaiian girl. Saturday was slightly hung over despite only having three drinks. Didn't accomplish much aside from running some errands. Then spent the rest of my evening babysitting in the Slope. I love being around kids. It's great to see another side of life aside from work and going out. Plus lately I've been super productive. Got some serious reading done and drawing.

Then met some other friends at my spot. And had a loong chat with this guy about how most guys are players, etc. And guys you meet in bars just want to sleep with you, etc. etc. I've met and talked to him before. In any case, despite our conversation, he did everything in his power to try and sleep with me. But I said peace. Was insightful and nice to have an open and honest conversation with someone at a bar even though I don't trust his intentions for a second.

And then tonight I saw The Nightrats at the Bowery Poetry Club. Definitely a unique and mellow sound. I have their CD and had to stop myself from singing along. Afterward, I went out for drinks with my friend and met a bunch of her friends. They were all super cool. Felt an instant connection with all of them. For the millionth time, it feels so good to be around creative people. After most people left, my friend's husband joined us. She's from Europe and he's living in various places around the world. We talked about a few movies that were about life in Europe.. and the differences, and how people in New York get stuck in this work cycle. Where it doesn't seem like people fully enjoy life. Whereas in Europe, people linger at cafes, spend quality time with friends, family. Anyway, he perfectly described how I've been feeling lately. To a T. And it was cool to meet more interesting people.

peace and love.

Classic

Ran into this guy that I briefly dated back in summer of '07 while I was with about 10 coworkers! Wow, that caught me off guard! We were all going to the ATM and it was awkward. Sort of tried to avoid/ hide, but then he saw me. There was stuttering involved on my part. And then I sort of needed 10 minutes to recover from disbelief. No bad breakup or anything. Just the fade out. The funny thing is that I met him at this bar on 14th street where we used to have our company going away parties. And during those, I'd always joke, "wouldn't it be funny to run into PMR..."

And I did.

Happy Friday!

I totally would have woken up earlier, but I had a bad dream. Dreamed that I was on my way to Paris with.. coworkers? and my "weekend bag" got stolen. Which for some reason contained my wallet and everything else important. So I had to stay home.

Also, my heater made more noise than heat.

By the way, I'm so excited about tonight. Totally going to get my dance on. And it's supposed to be relatively warm. Exciting.

She Spins me Round Round

It's been about 3 months since I've taken my Thursday spin class. And let me tell you, my chipper and fun spin teacher still don't care about my lady parts. She does all these dangerous balancing moves that are fun to do once you've gotten the hang of it, but if you're 3 months out of practice - you're thinking, holy crap. One false move and no sex for me. Can tell if it's worth it.

By the way, let's get a poll going. If you could choose a really good back rub over sex, would you do it? What's easier to come by? Sex or full body massages?

I Miss My Sister

EESH. Too. Much. Coffee.

Or maybe I'm just pumped about the new pres. Woohoo. Partay. I'm not going to get all poignant cause I'll just be reiterating what ya'll are probably feeling right now. But yeah. Feeling hopeful. This is a happy time, yada yada.

A Schmersey Scene

Scene - Family of three is finishing their dinner. Daughter is standing up, doing jumping jacks while pulling out ice cream from the fridge.

MOLLY: Man, I have so much energy from not going to my spin class and sitting at the eye doctor's office for 2 hours. Boo! I wish I could have gone. I feel so lazy.

MOTHER: Oh great! Why don't you go outside and do the walk way...

MOLLY: Do the walk way? Oh, shovel? (daughter stops jumping, head goes down and expression turns solemn.) Wow, it's amazing how my energy just comes and goes.

FATHER: You ungrateful little..

MOLLY: Cuts in. Hey, I pushed some old lady around in a wheel chair at the doctor's. They were understaffed and my doctor goes, "You good with a wheel chair?" And man, let me tell you, they were old! daughter gets parents ice cream bowl, finishes serving ice cream and has a look of relief (likely from escaping shoveling duties).

Curtain Drops.

Mischief is a Bed Hog.

I was kind of excited when Mischief came in my room last night to sleep with me. He's not the most friendly or loving cat and it usually takes a few days for him to warm up. He plopped himself in the middle of my bed, preventing me from stretching my legs. Which I thought was okay until I decided to shift position around 1 am. I tried to gently push him out of the way but he wouldn't budge. In fact, he luxuriously sprawled himself across the bed, staking his territory. On the whole, I didn't sleep that well. He hogged the bed till around, I'm guessing, 7 am when he presumably went downstairs for breakfast. In my family, if you're still sleeping around 9am, when everyone else is awake, that's your problem. While I was still trying to get in another half hour, my parents spoke loudly to each other from room to room, my mom blow dried her hair, yelled at the cats, etc. And I took comfort in knowing that some times, my bad ear comes in handy.

So Full....

Owwwwwww. I'm so full... As is typical, my Jewish mother just overfed me. Yes, portion control is not one of their strong suits. There should be an acronym for this experience. Like instead of DOMS (delayed onset muscle soreness) there's DOSS (delayed onset stomach soreness). Food was so good. She mixed my Ukrainian Jewish heritage (borscht) with French brie, bread and pate. For dessert- American cherry cobbler.

Side note and unrelated. I asked my mom to please wake me up from a half hour nap because I couldn't figure out how to work the alarm they put in my room. An hour later, my dad came in my room to wake me up. I checked my phone and noticed that my mom actually called my cell in order to wake me up. Um. Yeah.

Ahhhh, Squirrel Porn Ovee Load

It never ends. Someone else found my blog through typing in "squirrel porn" in Google. Yes. Let's review. People look up squirrel porn on the internet. Hmmm. I am fearful for the state of humanity. Then again, I was the one who posted it.

Family History

As my parents and I sat down to dinner and watched the inauguration coverage, my dad told me something I never heard before. Okay, he claims to have told me, but believe me, I would have remembered something this significant.

In 1953, my dad was living in Minneapolis with his parents. His father worked at an electronics company and had gotten to know three African American women working in the factory of the company. He suggested that the company integrate the office and promote them to office workers. According to my dad, my grandfather developed an ulcer from the stress of trying to integrate the office. They subsequently moved out of Minneapolis and into New Ulm. My grandfather's health deteriorated for the next, I believe, 20 years and he died shortly before my parents got married. It makes me happy knowing that both sides of my family were progressive, accepting and open minded.

Mischief is Mischievious

ME: Mischief, how do you feel about Obama? Are you excited for the Inauguration?

MISCHIEF: Huh? What? I'm trying to rest. Already went to a kick ass celebration party last night. My head hurts and I don't know my tail from my ears.

Lola Feels Hopeful

ME: Lola, how do you feel about Obama? Are you excited for the Inauguration?

LOLA: I believe America will become a great country once again. And I can't wait to party with my favorite boy Mischief on Tuesday.

Dates and Schmersey

Two very unrelated subjects.

Can't wait to get to Schmersey and am going tomorrow morning.

TO DO:
1. Find negative of picture I took in Rome with shitty disposable camera.
2. Find zip drive with scans of pictures I took from college.
3. Find other Boyz II Men CD's.
4. Listen to Traveling Wilburys and decide whether or not to download on laptop.
5. Hybernate.
6. Watch lots of movies.
7. Not leave the warm comfort of my parent's house.
8. Take some indoor photos.
9. Chillax with Mischief the Cat and Lola.

AND my dating comment. It shall be noted that my outfit has mostly matched with my date's for all three dates. 1st = both wearing same color purple shirt and charcoal gray coat. 2 = he wore black and I wore white. Okay (that's stretching it). 3rd = he wore various shades of neutral greens and grays. And I wore sort of a plum color and browns. okay, peace. Love and Stay Warm.

Shit. It's Cold Out

I made the mistake of walking around outside for the last 3 hours. Went to Uniqlo to buy purple pants. Yes, I said purple. Then had to get them shortened cause I'm a member of the 5'1 1/2 club. And consequently had to wait around for 2 hours while that was going on. I dipped into this cute bookstore on Spring and had a not so healthy proscuitto and mozerella sandwhich which is becoming a once a month tradition. And finally braved the cold once again to retrieve my pants. The 6 at Spring was closed so I kind of gave up and walked the rest of the way home. It's an hour later, and my legs are still cold. In about 20 minutes, I have to leave again to go the long way to my babysitting job. Then I'm totally hybernating in my apartment after that with a movie.

Highway Men

I just had the funniest conversation trying to explain to my coworker why my high school mascot is called the Highwaymen. And I concluded that I didn't think it made much sense to me either.

I Just Shed a Tear

a very cold one that is.

Wow, the quick thinking of the Ferry boats and luck of the passengers make me tear. It's so nice to hear the news saturated with talk of a miracle vs. all the shit that's been going down. Wow. A plane in the river. Not something I expected to see when I erroneously set my alarm and overslept this morning.

Speed Racer

Tonight I attended the annual alumni ice skating even through my dad's college. But fortunately it was a shitload better than it was last year. As you may recall, last year it was snowing. Awful weather and my feet nearly froze off just trying to find Wollman Rink. When I finally got there, I was cold and cranky. See post from nearly a year ago here.

This year, it was freakin Minnesota freakin temperature. But at the rink, the windchill wasn't so bad. Besides, my skates are so old and about a size and a half too small on me that I couldn't feel my feet anyway. So I got yelled at 3 times to slow down. And the third time, the guard threatened to kick me off the ice. HA! Not to brag- okay, I'm bragging. But I wasn't even skating at my full speed! And I figured, my pops wanted to leave anyway, so wouldn't it be cool if I got kicked off for skating too fast. And so I did.

Yup. I've still got it!

Red Bubble?

Has anyone heard of this site? For selling photos? redbubble.com

Elephants, Yoga and Oversleeping

This morning I woke up at 9:30 because I accidentally forgot to reset my alarm after my 7pm nap last night. Actually, I woke up because I dreamed I was being chased by an elephant. There were many other aspects of my dream that I can't quite remember. Like reconnecting with an old friend and her family that I haven't seen since her wedding post college. In any case, that resulted in me not washing my hair. Ew. I haven't washed it since Monday night. Thank god for my dry "shampoo" that I'm almost out of. And hair clips.

In addition to my glorious nap, I also went to yoga for the first time in 2+ months. So glad I did cause my teacher will be away for 2 weeks. I'm feeling the after effects. Not more pliant but rather over stretched. Ow. I mean.. good "ow."

Brrrr

Does this just look cold?

Article about New York Magazine

This article in Gawker, quoting Radar magazine perfectly sums up how I felt about New York Magazine. That the magazine obnoxiously catered to a very small demographic in NYC that is shrinking and they are paying the price. I guess no more reading about how the millionaires are jealous of the billionaires. Boo.

Zippity Do Da

Dear God. It's me, Molly. Why on earth do I have "Zippity do da" stuck in my head?

A Brief Mystery

A friend passed on a link to this blog and I was instantly struck by certain obvious parallels. Like that she carries around her gnome just as I carry around Mr. Bobblehead.

And more importantly, there was her unique experience with receiving black, Calvin Klein boxer briefs in her laundry after dropping it off. Are we the only two who have experienced this??? See my June post here. And her more recent post here.

VERIZON STILL SUCKS!!!!!

I still haven't gotten all my money back. They claim I should receive it today.. so I'm checking my mail box right now!

Recent Obsessions and Updates

Lately, aside from having non-Lesbian dreams about Lindsay Lohan, I've been obsessed with the idea of moving to Paris. And going some place warm. Obviously two conflicting desires. It's usually around this time, knowing that we have at least two more months of freezing cold, that I start questioning my life in NYC despite being very happy. And start wondering if I should leave my apartment, job and move to Paris since I really have no major responsibilities. No kids. No boyfriend. But lots of good friends that I can keep in touch with.

And there's not much I can do with these feelings so I'll stick to my new favorite French blog and attempt to at least master the French look.

A New York Woman's Perspective

ME: I have a second date tonight.

FRIEND: How old is he?

ME: he's 28

FRIEND: is he married?

ME: haha, no, although i guess you never know

FRIEND: hope not. 28 in nyc should not be married unless he ran from Utah recently

yeah, this is a woman who knows her stuff.

Beautiful

No.. not inspiring or beautiful at all. Dang. In such a I-Want-To-Live-In-Paris funk. Directed by Sofia Coppola.

Convo with Dad

ME: I had another dream about Lindsay Lohan last night. What do you think it means?

MY DAD: Well she's cute...

ME: Are you saying that I'm a lesbian.

MY DAD: Maybe.

Saturday Night Dream

This isn't terribly significant but I wanted to record my dream before I forget. Bits and pieces.. that I was Lindsay Lohan's roommate. I swear this is the third time that girl has made it into my dream! And that Mischief the cat was living with us but that she got another kitten for Mischief. And it was the cutest thing ever. The other kitten was sleeping in his lap and they both looked beyond happy. I now there's more but now I can't remember but it's okay. Most important is Lindsay Lohan + Cats.

hmm. Happy Sunday! And football watching!

Charlotte Gray and Purple

Wow, there's nothing like a best friend who knows you better than yourself. Yes, as my WCS pointed out, most of my stylish ladies were wearing purple. Hey.. I had a limited selection of photos. There are only so many times I can candidly photograph people without them questioning my motives.

Oy, just saw Charlotte Gray. Was absolutely a beautiful film that kept me on the edge of my seat. I definitely cried hysterically out loud a few times. Any World War II film/ holocaust tends to have that effect on me. The absolute cruelty of the Nazis continues to upset and astound me. I, like everyone else of course, thinks Hitler should rot in hell and feel the pain that he caused for all eternity. I wonder if he does feel anything. That's one event in history that questions my "everything happens for a reason" theory.

And just as moving, also related to Germany- I saw Spring Awakening last night. The music and energy was great. I liked the "rock opera" feel that was somehow more timeless than Rent despite it taking place in the early part of the 20th century. In some ways, the musical paralleled Charlotte Gray in that it demonstrated how with love comes pain. But that in the end, you'll get through the pain and love is what really matters.

Okay, after.. errr.. 4 + hours of TV/ movie watching, it's time for some reading.

Peace and Love.

Stylish Ladies

Let's not forget that us New Yorkers have some style of their own. One could say that there is a certain je ne sais quoi about these woman that I photographed around the city this fall.

Ooh La la

I have recently discovered a delightful new blog. Okay, perhaps not discovered since it was featured in the New York Times- but now I'm hooked. For tips on how to dress like a french woman, please see Garance Doré informative post here where she is interviewed by Joanna Goddard, also a new favorite. My favorite answer, and her conclusion is this

"To sum it up, here’s the answer to your first question.

The French woman is like Alain Delon**. The French woman doesn’t take any resolutions. The French woman is. The present is her sole religion. In fact, Joanna, the mystery behind the French woman is that she has confidence in herself, despite all the nonsense she says."

So please, have confidence in yourself, despite all the nonsense you may say. Hmm.. words I can live by.

Happy Friday!

I'm either having the worst carb hangover and am super tired, or am tired from potentially getting a contact high from my neighbor. Lately, every single time I've come home, my room has smelled like weed and it's not from me.

Ch Ch Ch Changes

Hate to beat a dead horse, I've had a great few months. Not only have I met some very cool people, but have ended relationships that were superficial and unhealthy. Rather than hang with people who constantly focus on the past and the lives of others, I have met people who are creative, inspiring, genuine and multifaceted. I guess everything happens for a reason.

As an example of someone who is creative, talented and inspiring, definitely check out the work of Matt Silver. I just saw an anthology of his films at The Anthology Films Archives on Second Avenue. I don't have a background in film but it's very obvious that this guy is talented. He offers a unique insight into common themes, whether it's marriage, the relationship between mother and son, how to deal with a bully or how to get over life's obstacles. And most of the work shown was done in high school and college!

Final side note of the evening- why are hipster girls so incredibly attractive?? I mean really? What's the deal? Are they thin from doing drugs? Is it their style? Are they all aspiring actresses? This is a mystery I have yet to solve. Hipster guys aren't so bad either. Maybe the bohemian lifestyle or that of a starving artist is better on the physique.

Thanks Mom

Wednesday

Having a real hard time getting going this morning. My apartment is dark and the outside doesn't look so inviting. Here's a photo to help, er, motivate me. Or maybe you. This was taken last Monday on my walk downtown. This random old lady toy was on the sidewalk so I used it as an odd prop.

Dating Adventure

I just got back from a date that I went on with a guy that I met at Solas. Oddly (or sadly) this is the first date, I believe, with a guy I met at Solas. I think the key was that he got my number and had to leave right off the bat before we could do something stupid, like make out at the bar. We went to Far Cat in the West Village. Definitely seems like a cool hang out. Was fairly large and underground. Had ping pong, scrabble, shuffle board, pool and a bunch of other games. Did I mention Ping Pong!!?? We passed on the ping pong, thinking it was a bit too competitive and physical for a first date, and went with scrabble instead. But we were seated next to the biggest nerds ever. Like the kind that are fairly anti-social and unknowingly mean. Like I seriously wondered how they lived in New York. I mean, not to be a nerd hater, but I definitely think you can't escape some element of cool rubbing off on you after living here for, oh... a day!? I couldn't figure out what they were playing but I'm guessing it was some nerdy game that involved witches and warlocks or something like that.

okay, enough hating. The date was good. Smart and interesting guy. We'll see where it goes.

Good Morning

I've had trouble getting to sleep lately. I think I'm still on a vacation schedule. Ick. I'm not going to lie. I actually am not pleased with my Mud coffee this morning. Over the break, it was too weak and this batch seems too strong.

On my way to work, some woman stopped me to randomly ask whether or not I'd be looking for a someone to clean my apartment once a month. I'm glad I look like someone who can afford a large enough apartment to have it cleaned. Or to afford a cleaning person for that matter.

In other news, this is shaping up to be a very busy week. Tonight- date. Tomorrow- Matt Silver's show. Thursday- Spring Awakening. Friday- Movie and dinner with friend hopefully. Saturday-Brunch, and Girls' Night out of dancing. Oy.

And.. We're Back

After throwing up a few times and watching "Get Smart" which occasionally made me dizzy, I finally decided to give up and go to sleep even though it was only 8pm. I was doing a good job of sleeping when my friend called at 9:30 to point out something I didn't want to hear and definitely woke me up. It's not his fault in assuming I'd be awake at 9:30. Fortunately I woke up feeling better. Unfortunately, now I'm sort of wide awake and would have preferred starting the work week with a good 8 hours of sleep.

So aside from my severe hang over today - (yes, I have a problem stopping my drinking when I get going - but I also know my body is abnormally sensitive to alcohol) the start of 2009 continues to be one of the best starts to a new year that I've had. Every day (aside from today), I have balanced relaxing with doing something good for myself like my 90 minute spin class. And I've reconnected with old friends, made many new friends and continue to strengthen those that I have.

Anyway, last night I was leaving my apartment for the Upper West Side when I noticed someone lost their purse with their cell phone, wallet, etc.- essentially all their worldly possessions. A tourist from Washington State no less. I used her cell phone and called "home." Her husband picked up and told me he'd call me back after calling someone else in the group. Seeing as how it was really cold and I had to meet up with my friend, I found a police officer on the street and told him the story. Eventually once I got to the Upper West side, the daughter of the woman called me and told me I'd be receiving a reward in the mail. Oooh lala. So I've already done one good deed this year and I'm glad it fell into my hands. Who knows what others would have done with the purse.

Reconnected and spent some very quality time with an old friend. Was a smart idea to stay at her apartment because I tend to get distracted easily at bars. And her friend showed up who was also very nice to see. Happy faces all around. Except of course that I tried to keep up with them, both around 5ft 11. Around one, I headed downtown to my local and "pizza boy" was there. He was happy to see me but wasn't too pleased about being ignored a few months ago when I was surrounded by a bunch of other guys. No offense. But I'm not too protective of guys who only want to sleep with me. But I did meet one sweet, cute guy who got my number. We'll see where that goes. And there was another guy who has been interested in me for a while but I sort of ignored him once pizza boy got there.

The very end of the night ended with some drama. Some drunk guy threw a bottle at one of the sweet bartenders and her lip was bleeding. In my drunken stuper, I attempted to offer whatever help was needed but the asshole manager said something to me about me being disengenous. That pissed me off and I left. And hour later, at 6 am, I got two texts, one from pizza boy and one from my bouncer asking me what I was doing. 3 minutes apart. Funny cause one doesn't like the other. What was I doing?? Oh, I don't know. Sleeping!!!??

I would post about how last night was the perfect end to a fantastic week off, but I'm too dizzy. More to come.

Wow

So I just went from wondering if my original plans were going to happen to now having 3 options and wondering how I'm going to get to all of them. Life is good.

But more importantly. Holy crap. I just completed a 90 minute spin class in addition to 45 minutes of "chisel" I am awesome.

Peace and Love. Molly

The Hunt

I just read the Hunt in the New York Times in an attempt to delay leaving my apartment. And to my pleasant surprise, realize I know at least two of the people they're talking about. The woman, and her friend that is mentioned. In fact, at some point, I posted a video her brother made of him leaving his job in a "creative way." So I believe this is the fourth person I have known that was featured in that section. Hmm. I feel so popular.

okay okay, I'm going to finally get out of the apartment!

Answers and Questions

To answer your question, the guy below is my new, and very cool friend. I have no idea how he did it. I tricked him into doing the "crazy face" so I could photograph him. And he obliged, then did some cool computer shizzizzle to make the photos move.

And answer- yes, I am home on a Friday night. BUT for good reason. I went out to dinner with a friend, had a lovely time. Then we headed to my usual and local haunt where I had to apologize to my bartender, bouncer, etc. for not making it to their New Year's Eve party. What can I say. Someone wouldn't let me. Hmm. But I'm not complaining. At which point, my friend and I proceeded to get hit on. It was fairly dead. This guy who macked it to me a few weeks ago was there. He's cute, plays soccer, is a graphic designer, etc. There's one catch. He's married. In fact, I distinctly remember talking to him for a while last time, realizing he was married and being like- "yo, what's the deal?? Go home to your wife! I don't roll that way." I guess he forgot that part of the conversation. So question. Why do men do that? If he's going to cheat he could at least not wear his ring. Even his friends were encouraging his flirtatious with me, insisting that he buy us a round of drinks.

In any case, my friend had to leave and I realized I'd only get myself into trouble by staying. Besides, I ain't no other woman. And supposedly I have an hour and a half spin class tomorrow. Holy crap. So I'm home. And thus my awesome start to 2009 continues. So far, it is continuing to be the perfect mix of meeting new people, developing new friendships, maintaining old, chillaxing and exploring the city. Bring it. On. Life is good and I am thankful for what I have.

check it

Glutenous End to 2008

On New Year's Eve, I made myself fettuccine Alfredo with bacon bits. Something I've been craving for weeks. I thought it best to end a glutenous, pleasure filled year with something overly glutenous and pleasurable. But fortunately I managed to nap and then actually made it to the gym for an hour of running, lifting and stretching.

Okay, I suppose now is the time to reflect on 2008 and what has changed.

I think over all, this has been a great year for me. It has been very comforting and fulfilling to have a full time job that I love. I've met fantastic people through my job and continue building relationships and meeting new people. But as is typical, nothing is perfect. Of course where one area was steady, another part of my life was in flux and turmoil. My dating life in 08 was fairly uninteresting if you don't count the plethora of people I met at Solas. I don't think I dated anyone this year that made a big impact on my life. I suppose 07 fell more into that category. I made friendships that didn't entirely work out, and broke up friendships that were definitely not working. And I continued my wonderful friendships with those that I've been close to for a long time, whether they're in New York, Boston, Utah, California, or Pennsylvania.

I think more important than the drama in my life, I re-ignited my passion for creating. Buying a DSLR and taking a photography class was probably the best thing I've done for myself in years. As much as I oddly try to get away from my creative roots, it always finds me and I eventually realize I'm happiest when I create.

And to reflect on a more global level. A lot of people will look back at 08 and see it as a bad year but I strongly disagree. I think it was a pivotal year that will ultimately lead to some very positive changes. Yes, the financial markets collapsed and there is and will be more fall out in the upcoming months. But it was clearly a system that wasn't working in some areas and eventually the Wall Street talent will put their skills to other uses. Okay, so gas prices were super high. In the end, people got into the habit of conserving energy. Oh yeah, and we elected a new president. Hollar. I can go on but I think my point is obvious.

I think my personal life mimicked what happened globally and nationally. It took sort various dramatic incidents to give us a kick in the pants and hopefully change our ways. Just as I experienced with my relationships over the course of this year.

Awesome

Had an awesome New Years. Barely drank and don't feel hung over but am still super tired.

my mom: I just woke up from a power nap.
me: That's nice. I took a two hour nap. There was no "power" in that nap. In fact, I don't even think it had the power to wake me up.

More details to follow....

Or not.