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day 24:
a lazy sunday. caught up on movies, the dvr and had a fantastic workout. but then ate chinese. it equals out.
the week ahead —-
fun. restful. busy. lots of yoga. already looking forward to the wkend! :)
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day 22:
i met up with my friend eric to go to johnny’s show at rockwood music hall. he suggested we grab a bite to eat prior - so i let him choose the spot. he’s notorious for knowing good spots that has good eats and cheap beer. low and behold, he took me to such a hidden gem in manhattan. i am not saying the name, because i am going to be extremely greedy and selfish and bring YOU to this place. and then you can share it.
what kind of food? think in-n-out, but with employees who work at a philly cheese steak stand. amazing. a burger, fries and a pitcher of sam adams. just what the doctor ordered. and johnny’s show? yeah. it was a good night.
day 21:
let’s compare modeling skills. dawn is good at it, i just end up laughing the entire time (as caught on camera).
last night we (dawn and i, plus my crew of boys sitting in the mezz) saw the genius lady gaga at radio city. my third time seeing the woman. good lord. she only gets better and better. it was a definite lady gaga experience that every fan should experience. i think you just need one of these shows to really get your fill, and see how freaking FABULOUS and fierce this woman is. just her wardrobe, good lord.
plus, she really is a good person. i say that to so many people who dont listen to her and more or less judge her based on her music or looks, but she means well. for example, on the 24th, every dollar from every ticket sale, merch purchase and online sales is going to straight to haiti. do you know how much money that is? hint: our tickets were $80 a piece. multiply that by AT LEAST 1000. then, her tshirts go for AT LEAST $35. multiply that by at least 1000. you get my point.
in addition, last night, she often bought up the sadness with haiti, and expressed her disbelief that so many people were “getting obliberated” while other people are dying all over the world. as if her care for strangers and the world wasnt enough, she is SUCH an advocate for LGBT youth and the community in general, which is right where i stand. during ‘boys boys boys’ (where i swear, i thought radio city was going to collapse from all the dancing!) she said ‘put your arms up! do it for your gay boys! do it for equality! gay marriage in 2010!’
i swear. id marry her if i could. a good night. spent with my fellow fairy godmother. where we were the most normal dressed. and the oldest ladies in our section. (i really felt very old the entire night, and had to take breaks from dancing to sit so i could relax my feet. i dont get how gaga does it in her heels. i may be sore today. that’s not a lie).
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day 20:
had dinner with these beautiful ladies last night. we used meetways.com which actually did give us a halfway point between both of our homes. what a fun site! we salad’d and entree’d. we laughed. caught up. and hugged. such a night filled with love, women, beauty and as always, empowering each other. another best part? it was at the old resturant where i used to waitress. still, so many familiar faces there! very surreal feeling.
i feel very lucky. good things to come. more love to share.
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i took a mini-cation, as discussed. this being said, i really don’t know if i can manage to find a photo to sum up each day, so one photo and text may do. yes, i am a mere 20 days into this project and am already slacking. get over it.
day 15: johnny at rockwood. followed by a goodbye dinner for kavin. i do have a photo of either johnny playing piano (what?) or kavin and i, but this is laziness sitting in.
day 16: embarked to atlantic city for greg’s 30th birthday party! went to harrah’s pool party where i realized the ridiculousness that is new jersey night life. lots of sequins and micro-minis. what gives?
day 17: i won $20 on a slot machine! {then later lost it}.
day 18: god bless MLK.
day 19: please see above! our bowling team. {plus a random dude, as carren put it on her tumblr}. we won our first ever game! rock n roll, babes.
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day 14:
this sits proudly on my desk at work. this past christmas, i had to collect money from residents & staff for the toys for tots christmas drive, and i HATED it. i felt awful asking low-income seniors to donate money to a cause that really doesnt suite them. some of these residents can barely afford gifts for their loved ones - how could i ask them to donate money to children they dont even know?
however, this cause, i believe in. sitting on my desk for less then a half an hour, there was over $70 in it. a day later (i know i know, i am tardy with this photo!) we have had to have collected over $250. and this is just the beginning. i urge you to set up your own can at your workplace. collect spare change. urge strangers to throw in spare change. talk to them. hear their story. share your sadness. every little bit counts.
day 13:
absolutely devastated by the crisis going on in haiti right now. maybe this is the therapist part of me, but how isnt the nation crying out right now? where are our hearts? why arent post offices out the door with people sending packages to this country, who needs so much right now? i remember when 9/11 happened, i couldnt even go down the block without running into someone or something who was doing something for the cause. this can be because i live in new york, but still. where is the heart in all this? are people not concerned because it’s not our country? either way, i am not saying that everyone should stop what they are doing, but i am surprised about how limited so many people are with their reactions to this absolutely devastating act of human nature. cnn reports up to 100,000 are dead. that is just - wow. unbelieveable.
all i can do tonight, is pray. pray for peace. pray for solitude. pray, thanking the universe, that i am safe. we are safe. and there are people who need our prayers. i am a firm believer in the power of prayer, and i know it is heard. i pray that these people who are suffering, take their last breathe and know that they are loved and thought about. and they lived a good life. i pray for those that are grieving, to find a peaceful state of a mind. a calm heart. to go on and carry on, so to speak, and help their neighbor. to know they have so many beautiful angels over them. guiding them, lifting them. watching them. i pray that those who are hurting, breathe through their pain, and know that help is on the way. i pray that all of those are going to help, get there safe in their travels, and work every fiber of their being to salvage a country that once was.
i pray that you find it in you, to take a minute, and think about those who are suffering right now. log on to the red cross and make a donation. do one of those silly text things (i did! it works!). log on to cnn and make yourself aware of what is going on RIGHT NOW, outside of american idol and mindless thoughts. take a minute, and give these strangers, your thoughts.
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day 12:
i never realized how hard this project was going to be until i really had to do it. and this picture, it’s actually a lie, it should be tomorrow’s picture. but, it’s a fabulous salad i am looking forward to munching on tomorrow for lunch. i have been embracing the greens a lot (as well as embracing as a cup of pasta here and there) and im not even sure why i am on this ‘eat green’ kick. i think a lot has to do with a few habits i am picking up:
that’s that. if i had to use an actual photo to describe today, it would be a mix of an angry face - a lightbulb face (when i realized what actually made me have the angry face) and then myself in the side plank position. i had a beautiful practice tonight, at a studio lit by white christmas lights. the first 45 minutes were vinyasa - with very fast moving poses. non stop. and no baby cobra, only upward facing dog. and then a very intense 7 breathe pose in the side plank, which is probably my most proudest feat, yet. then it was followed by a 45 minute restructive yoga where we listened to some joni mitchell, jenny lewis, and regina spektor. laid still in whacky positions. you cant ask for more then that. the two boys in our class tonight, it was their first time doing yoga. i love that. i love seeing bearded men (!!!!) doing yoga. alone. not being forced by a girlfriend. but because they want to. (naturally, we all know, i will be the girl who forces her beau into yoga. i already got matt & george doing it!)
(m.bee - i decided, you need to come on a tuesday for this. youd love my teacher. and the atmosphere. and everything. every pose we do in vinyasa, she refers to them as ‘juicy’. “hold in plank now. hold. breathe. this is a juicy pose. keep holding. keep breathing. so juicy!” i know youre the only one who i can tell that to, who loves it just as i do!)
