New York, New York.

Via All The Buildings In New York

New York has been a part of me all of my life.  It was where I had my first real corporate job, where I fell in love, where I had my heart broken for the first time and so many more memories I couldn’t even begin to list.  So when I came across illustrations by James Gulliver Hancock I fell in love.

Description from his site: All The Buildings In New York is a personal project of James Gulliver Hancock. An illustrator from Australia now based between Sydney, and New York. This project stems from an interest in obsession and recording of places. New York holds a special place in everyone’s heart, romanticized from Seasame Street and old movies like Rear Window and Breakfast at Tiffany’s. This blog records an attempt to make the city personal by passing a pen over every structure, hopefully making up for the time not spent in New York.”

I would love to frame prints of his of spots that are important to me.  For now I will have to make do with his incredible book.  If you love New York as much as I do, take a look.  You won’t be disappointed.

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Regret. It’s only a six letter word. Right?

I have never been a fan of having regrets. I truly believe that things happen for a purpose and that everything will work out in the end. But, after the passing of my biological father recently it made me think of things that I have regretted. There aren’t many, but they are mine.

1. Not traveling to Europe with my best friend when I had the chance to. This is a big one. I have always wanted to travel to Europe and when I finally had the money and time in my twenties to do it I didn’t. A stupid little fight and I backed out.

2. Not finishing college. I have never been a person who liked school. I know I can still go back, but I still don’t like school. I would rather work.

3. Not saving up when I was in my 20’s. Oh man, I was making very good money and living with my parents. What did I do with my money? I bought a car that wasn’t worth it, drinks, clothing and anything else my little heart desired. At least I started a 401K plan at 19. I don’t know many others who did.

4. Watching too much television. I really need to get away from the TV. I keep saying it that I am going to cancel our cable, but in the end I always chicken out.

5. Not keeping in contact with certain people. Things happen and people change. But some friendships I miss and wish that I could reconnect.

Is there anything that you have regretted?

Assumptions…

Have you ever thought back to when you were a child.  To all of the things that you thought you were going to do, places that you thought you would visit and the person you thought you were going to be.  Now think about what you are doing now.  Is it what you thought was going to happen?

As a kid, I kind of assumed that by the time I grew up, I’d know exactly who I was and what I wanted to do.  It seems that either I haven’t completely grown up yet, or being the person I thought I was going to be is completely different from the person I ended up being.  I figured I had the potential to be anything that I set my mind too.  Of course I did set my sights for things that I thought I wanted.  Later finding out they were not made for me.

There was absolutely no chance in my young mind that I’d wake up in my mid-thirties,  without having traveled the world, owning a house while juggling an amazing job as a novelist with my two children in tow.  Oh and of course my husband was going to be a world famous actor who had too many Oscars to count.  A girl can dream after all.

I look at my life right now and I realize that it is not where I thought it was going to be at this point.  But you know what…it is OK.  I am still here and still have dreams.  Who cares if I didn’t complete them by the time limit that my young mind gave me.  I still have time.  I don’t own a house, but do live in an adorable and comfortable apartment.  My husband isn’t a world famous actor, but he is the most amazing, kind, remarkable man and I count my blessings that we have found each other.  I don’t have children, but the possibilities for them are there.  And as for the novelist…well I have learned that I am not the best writer.  But it is OK…I can always try.  I can strive to be a better person.  I can learn.  I can change and I can find out what I want.  Even though I haven’t completed most of what I thought by now, my future is bright and the possibilities are endless.

We all can still have dreams, no matter age.


Explore. Dream. Discover.

Adventure here I come.



“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.”

~ Mark Twain

I missed you so.

Ever watch a show religiously and then when it is over miss it. That is how I feel about Sex and the City. Oh how I miss the show. Tonight I finally was able to watch the new movie. From the opening credits to the ending I was completely immersed in the movie. It brought me back to a time when fashion was something I loved and writing was my dream job. To when being single was fun and the New York City was the place for me to be seen.

I feel worlds away from the person that I used to be then. I am going to be a married women in just a few months, fashion isn’t a do or die situation anymore and sneakers are my best friend. Don’t get me wrong – I loved that previous part of my life but now I am happier then I have ever been with the man of my dreams, a job that makes me incredibly happy and lower maintenance wardrobe.

With all that has changed my love for the show has not. I completely enjoy the movie (no matter what the critics said). It is making me want to go straight into my living room and watch the whole series again. And I just might…

“I’m looking for love. Real love. Ridiculous, inconvenient, consuming, can’t-live-without-each-other love.” Carrie

Celebrate!

I was privileged this Saturday to entertain guests. Lots of guests. This weekend was the celebration of K’s 30th birthday. K once told me that when he was younger his family really did not celebrate birthdays as my family did. My family is an all balls out lets celebrate the day you were born because you are amazingly awesome. When we first started dating K was very shy about his birthday. He didn’t want anything special. He didn’t want to make a big deal about it. I had to explain to him that I am not like that. I want to celebrate the day his was born because well…he was born. He is an amazing man with the biggest heart. He will give you the shirt off his back if needed. Why not celebrate him?

We have been together for 6 years and each year I try to make his birthday special. Since this one was the BIG 30th I wanted to have a party at our apartment.

I couldn’t be more happy the way it turned out. So many people we loved were able to come to the party. People who had not seen each other in years reconnected. New friends and old friends mixed. His brother even came out from California. Much alcohol was had and most of the snacks were eaten. I am hoping that everyone at the party had as much fun as K and I did. I love being able to bring a smile to his face.

Computer spring cleaning…

I don’t know if may of you out there have a Google Reader (a site that constantly checks your favorite news sites and blogs for new content), but I do. Lately it has been getting out of hand. I can’t go a day without checking it and there being 100+ blog posts that I need to read. Lately it has been so overwhelming that I just knew I needed to go through it.
So this morning I woke up early (not on purpose…the honey was snoring too loud). I decided that since it was quiet and everyone else was asleep I would go through my reader. I unsubscribed to any blog that didn’t inspire me. If I didn’t want to run to the kitchen and cook something – gone. If it didn’t have me wanting to redecorate my apartment or try something new – gone.
I feel as though a small weight has been lifted. I don’t have to worry about how many blogs are waiting for me to be read.
It is a small step to my bigger plan of cleaning out the “unwanted” in my life. Maybe it is because of the spring weather that has been shining upon us or the light spring cleaning that I have been doing. Who knows…it just feels good.

How Did We Survive?

I was sent this by a friend a while ago and we had the most interesting conversation about today’s children. I don’t know who the author actually is but it really got me thinking.

How Did We Survive?

According to today’s regulators and bureaucrats, those of us who were kids in the ‘40s,’50s, ’60s, 70s, or even the early ’80s, probably shouldn’t have survived.

Our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paint and we had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors, or cabinets, and rode our bikes without helmets. As children, we would ride in cars without seat-belts or airbags. Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a special treat. We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle. Horror! We ate cupcakes, bread and butter, drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we were never over weight because we were always outside playing. We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle, and no one actually died from this.

We spent hours building go-carts out of scraps and then rode down hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned how to solve the problem. We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the streetlights came on. No one was able to reach us all day. No cell phones.

We did not have Playstations, Nintendo 64, X-boxes, or video games at all. No 99 channels on cable, video tapes, surround sound, personal cell phones, personal computers, or internet chat rooms. We had friends! We went outside and found them. We played dodge ball, and sometimes, the ball would really hurt. We fell out of trees, got cut, broke bones and teeth, and there were no lawsuits from these accidents. No one was to blame but us. Remember accidents?

We had fights and punched each other and got black and blue and learned to get over it. We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate worms, and although we were told it would happen, we did not put out any eyes nor did the worms live inside us forever. We rode bikes or walked to a friend’s house and knocked on the door, or rang the bell, or just walked in and started talking.

Little League had tryouts, and not everyone made the team. Those who didn’t had to learn to deal with disappointment. Some students weren’t as smart as others, so they failed a grade and were held back to repeat it. Tests were not adjusted for any reason.

Our actions were our own. Consequences were expected; there was no one to hide behind. The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke a law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law.

This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers, problem solvers, and inventors ever. The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success, and responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all. And to all of you who are part of this generation-congratulations!