Monday, August 30, 2010
Friday, August 27, 2010
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Friday, August 20, 2010
Thursday, August 19, 2010
You can't put a price on that.
Forget the gym. I won't find peace there.
Thank you to those who commented on my previous post debating whether I should give it up. I have since realized that I am incredibly fortunate to, at my age, have the options I do and the classes that are available to me. I won't be able to dance like this forever so I should take advantage of it.
Above is a shot of Santorini, Greece, a destination that has been numero uno on my list for YEARS. I would love to travel throughout the region though and specifically want to hit up Rome, Florence and the Amalfi Coast in Italy, Spain, Athens and the Greek Islands in Greece and I've also most recently added Turkey to my list.
I think I would feel like I had really lived if I were able to see the Great Sphynxes and pyramids of Egypt.
4. St. Lucia, Carribbean
Someday I will go on an incredibly romantic getaway to some tropical island. Right now, I hope it is in St. Lucia.
I have never been to Hawaii and when I go I want to do it up right.
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Friday, August 13, 2010
I've mentioned here before that I began taking dance classes again last Fall. After 15+ years spent as "a dancer," I abandoned my former hobby when college classes called and had not stepped foot in a real studio in about 5 years. I started off slowly by taking tap but now enjoy standing in the back of my beginning jazz classes and working up a sweat while being completely upstaged by pint-sized pros half my age.
That is, when I can find a class that works with my schedule.
The awesome thing about NYC is that is the dance mecca and I can come to any ol' class I want any ol' time I feel like it. During the summers, when I benefit from publishing hours and thus summer fridays, I attend my favorite class on Friday afternoons every other week. But with the month half gone, this is going to stop soon and I will be struggling once again to find classes that fit in with my busy schedule, making the difficult choice between dance, social life, and work (as I had to today when I decided to accept a job tomorrow night instead of going to dance as I had planned. Ugh! Saturday nights are always hard.)
I love it though. I may stand in the back and not be as flexible as I once was but it reminds me of home. It is home.
But it isn't enough. Some weeks I don't go to class because I can't find one that works with my schedule with an instructor I like at my level. Or, if I go to class, an hr and a half (a week, that is) doesn't feel like enough exercise for me. Sometimes I work out at home or go running in the park. Sometimes is the key word there. I need more flexibility and more options. I need a gym.
I wish I could afford both but I can't. If I get a gym membership I can't really afford to pay steeper class fee (that's without the pass discount) to dance once every week or so. My roommate just keeps telling me to take the "dance" classes they have at the gym but all dancers (or former dancers) out there know that it ain't the same thing. At all. And if I'm being completely honest with myself, I am most likely to start out well with the gym but get bored and let it taper off. At least with dance I love it so that motivates me to go when I don't feel like it. Albeit not as frequently since I have to schedule in specific classes.
I can't decide and my dance class pass is almost up so after I get back from CA I want to make a decision for Fall and get my blood going more frequently.
What would you do? What do you do to get your heart rate up?
Home Sweet "Home" in Southern Cali
I leave in about a week and a half
The chorus to Love the Way You Lie - Eminem feat. Rhianna
The subject of the song is intense (as is the video, you've been warned) but if you can divorce the fact that this is an Eminem song and look at it as a representation of dynamics and what happens in an abusive relationship, it is really powerful. I just love Rhianna's voice in the chorus. The rest of the song is just OK by comparison.
Old picture. The box is different now but I've had this at my desk for breakfast every morning so far this week and it is quite tasty!
What do you love this Friday?
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
I participated in sorority rush. Well. Kinda.
So I am kind of a biter but Summer's sorority admission reminded me that I almost was in one myself. I was a transfer student in college so my family thought it might be a good way to meet people and coaxed me into giving it a shot despite my protests that it probably wasn't for me. I signed up, I showed up for a couple of days, got called back to a few places, and then about three days in I quit. It was my birthday and I didn't want to spend it getting dressed up and talking awkwardly with other girls while I tried to convince them that they wanted me in their group.
In one sorority house, we were all greeted by a girl who had so obviously had her lips done about two days before (now that I think of it she kind of reminds me of Heidi Montag version 2.0) and when we went to visit the president in her room, I was greeted by tons of pink and ruffles and a brunette Barbie straight out of Stepford Wives the College Years.
Contrastly, my favorite sorority was one that seemed full of "girls like me" and the ones I met were super friendly. I have always wondered if I would have gotten in, would have made good friends, would have been happier because of it. Do I regret my decision to be a sorority rush dropout? Sometimes. A little bit. In general though I always knew I wasn't the sorority type and years later it doesn't seem to matter much at all to me.
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
- Some of you posted about the loss of your blog friend, Bumpkin, and I'd just like to say my heart goes out to you. Really.
- Does anyone watch The Real Housewives of New Jersey? Holy trainwreck Batman. I am feeding into all the hoopla by watching the ridiculousness but last night's epi in Italy was just funny and stupid all at once. These people are just an exercise in cliche.
- I just might be one of the last people I know (working in publishing, that is) who has not yet read the Steig Larsson series (The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo and its sequels) and I am happy to report, on my third attempt, I am now thoroughly immersed in book number one.
- I am currently obsessed with the chorus of a Jason Derulo song that was covered in part by Imogen Heap in her song Hide & Seek.
- I'm also looping Michael and Janet Jackson's Scream while I knock out things at work.
- Yes, I'm random and I've had entirely too much sugar and caffeine today.
Monday, August 9, 2010
"I can do anything good!" is a Monday installment during which bloggers post one or more self-affirmations. I hesitate to use that word as I know how some people cringe at all things self-help. But really this is just something to start your week off right, focusing on the positive and helping to build one another up.
Each week has a different theme, however, anyone who participates is welcome to deter from the theme and post as they need to. It can be silly or serious, small or large. You may be the world's best baker of chocolate chip cookies or it may be about how much you love your dog. The important thing is that this is something you can go back to when you want to (or need to) get a little perspective.
Today's theme: Monday
Mondays are rough. Most of us don't want to go back to work no matter how much we may like our jobs. And sometimes, the problems we so gleefully abandon on Friday are there to greet us on Monday. Today I discovered I'd made a few small mistakes. It happens.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
- discovering my limits during a Friday afternoon dance class. I might not be a "young dancer" anymore but it is still fun! My poor knee couldn't handle the floor work though.
- catching the fireworks on Coney Island having just eaten my first real Nathan's hotdog.
- chatting with a nice guy who I never would have thought would be "my type."
- taking my first trip to Williamsburg and counting the hipsters.
- a slice of pizza at 12:30 because we had 20 minutes until the next L train.
- relaxing away a Saturday - just enjoying the solitude.
- recognizing the roots I've put down while shopping for a friend's engagement gift and hoping the train to go to her engagement party.
- playing with my roommate's dog and realizing how good it would be for me to have one of my own.
- eating brunch with new friends.
Thursday, August 5, 2010
Yes, that's right.
Last night BFF (who lives in Texas unfortunately) and I were discussing the inevitable dilemma of dating. I was talking about how it doesn't make sense to me that a co-worker of hers met his girlfriend on an online dating site mere seconds after he relocated to Texas yet I have been trying forever to no avail. She astutely pointed out that while there are a large number of "normal and nice" girls on these websites, the numbers just aren't there for guys.
It is repeatedly said that the number of single women outweigh the number of single men in New York City. I may have pointed this out here before. Apparently, apartment building after apartment building on the city's Upper East Side are full of young, eligible twenty-something chicks. I should know. I used to be one of them.
The other day roommate (the one I currently see and talk to the most) and I were trying to decide if we wanted to attend a huge speed-dating event next week. She had gotten a coupon for discounted tickets and I thought it was really cool that the event is attempting to make it into the Guiness Book of World Records. When would I have another chance to be a part of something like that?! When we went to purchase our tickets (two of the 500 spots allotted for women that matched 500 spots allotted for men) we paused to take in the numbers... Almost 300 female tickets had been sold to just over 100 male tickets. Ultimately, we decided to forgo this event. Fun as it may turn out to be, I'm not wild about the idea of spending money for a dating event just to meet women. Besides I've done the speed dating thing before. This was just going to be for fun.
I'm not shocked by these revelations. Though non-conventional ways of meeting people (such as online set ups and other matchmaking "schemes") have become less taboo, just how many guys do you know who will throw their hats in the ring? So what's a girl to do? Sure these stories are fun and all well and good but they bring me back to the crux of my position. I work in an industry that is about 75% (if not more) female. I have few male friends and many of my female friends are in the same boat I am (or are happily ensconsed on shore and have exhausted their resources). When meeting new people is tough and going out is complicated it is frustrating.
And so I ask, with my tongue ever-so-slightly in my cheek, "Where have all the cowboys gone?"
And where can I get me one?
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
I just ate a giant chocolate chocolate chip muffin (basically chocolate cake) for breakfast and am washing it down with a Coke Zero.
Whatever. Being a girl is rough. I deserve it.
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
My mom works in escrow within a real estate office. Last night she and I were talking about how difficult it is for real estate agents to face rejection after rejection (this applies to any one working in sales, really) and how they employ affirmations to help them get through it. So much of life, especially starting a new one from scratch somewhere, is about rejection. So much of dating and friendship is putting yourself out there and facing up to the rejection you feel when things don't go the way you think they will, someone doesn't love you the way you love them, you are betrayed or hurt and experience loss and grief.
Last night I posted the video of that cute little girl doing her affirmations in front of the mirror. I think I also mentioned here before one evening I spent with a three year old little girl who had yet to be tainted by self-doubt, disappointment, reality and proudly announced to me that she is "good at everyfink" in her sweet little British accent. As a woman I know that it is often harder for us to build ourselves up. We feel the pressure to assert ourselves but also are more sensitive and emotional. We want to be successful but many of us want to be mothers and have families. We want to be well-liked, loved even, but also are told to pull ourselves up by our bootstraps, put on our big girl panties and deal. I'm generalizing here but there are so many outside pressures and disappointments that we all face and I personally have been facing lately.
Why not do some affirmations of our own?
So taking my cue from the cute girl with the corkscrew curls, here are mine:
I love my city and the fact that I took this giant leap of faith to "make it"
I love my apartment. It is in a great location and very spacious for
I am a great friend. I listen, am reliable, and am nice to be
I have great friendships, many of which have lasted years.
I am a successful person and this is evidenced by the things I have acheived in my
I am driven to succeed and better myself. I may go through rough times
but I Don't. Give. Up.
I am always challenging myself and taking chances.
They may be seemingly small to some but they are big to me.
I have decided to go back to school part-time in the Spring for my Master's degree and am so excited to begin a "new chapter" in my life.
I will make a good girlfriend and a good partner to someone someday.
I am a good daughter and sister and a product of
a great family. I'm so fortunate in this regard.
I expect a lot from myself and others but I give a lot in return.
I volunteer my time to others and am concerned about their well-being.
I am great with children and that is a skill that not everyone has.
I may be serious and quiet but I am a realistic person who does her best to keep her feet on the ground, one foot in front of the other.
I love my hair. Most days.
I love that I can dance and still take dance classes.
I love that I love books and read so often.
What are your affirmations?
I am thinking of making this a feature, perhaps with a McLinky. Each week you can post one affirmation (or more if you want) and link to others to share. If there is anyone out there able and willing to make me a button, please let me know by leaving a comment or emailing me at my brand-spankin-new e-mail address flipflopsonlex [at] gmail [dot] com.