Tuesday, June 27, 2006

To those who know what they are doing

Who am I kidding? I’m no bonafide blogger, that’s for sure. Never have been and never will be. But oh how I enjoyed reading through my previous posts. Brings me back to the days when I used to keep a diary – commenting on little observations here and there – even if it is for my own enjoyment, gotta do what makes you happy, right? I thought of posting links to blogs that I do genuinely enjoy, and read regularly. Consider it my props to those who have made it. To those with a following. To those who, with a few short key strokes, make me happy.


http://dcartnews.blogspot.com/
http://www.dcist.com/
http://lyrical-rain.blogspot.com/
http://www.rockcreekrambler.squarespace.com/
http://www.artsjournal.com/man/
http://blanktop.blogspot.com/

Thursday, May 11, 2006

Apologies and promises

3 months? Really? I swamped at work. Is that a good excuse? I'm planning my wedding. How about that? No good. There are simply not enough hours in the day, and I know I've let down my readership - of 1? :) - and for that, I am truly sorry.

I need to get the creative juices flowing again but all I can think about it getting two exhibits created for work and installed in less time than is humanly possible, signing the florist contract and picking out bridesmaid's dresses. Oh, and planning a honeymoon. Yes, I will need something to reward myself with once all of this insanity is over. It is amazing how all can get blown out of proportion. Yes, I'll have a fabulously loving husband to spend the rest of my days with once the planning is over and that is reward in and of itself, but WE WILL NEED A VACATION!!

In other news, my friend R graduates from law school this weekend - and celebrates a birthday. In fact, it was on her birthday one year ago this Friday that I started this blog, so I dedicate this post in her honor. Happy celebrations, R!

I promise to try to get back on track soon. How's that for a promise?

Thursday, February 02, 2006

Living on the Edge...

How effective would my blog be if I always let a month go by in between posts? Would I be nominated for a Bloggie? Don’t think that I’ve been observation-less all month or I’ve been walking around with my eyes closed - au contraire mon frere. I’ve discovered the pleasures and pains of the cheap bus to NYC and I’ve discovered that the base of a lamp-post on my block serves as a drug drop. (I merely discovered this as an observer, not a participator). I’ve also discovered a hilarious website, which I will post here for your pleasure: www.improveverywhere.com. These people are geniuses and oh how I long for the day that DCers band together to add this kind of comic relief to our tightly wound conservative, narrow-minded city. (If anyone knows of this already going on here, please email me!) What is the allure that this kind of project holds? Is it the act of “living on the edge” – in some cases getting right into that gray area between law-abiding and law-breaking? Is it the comfort of being part of a whole – an integral component in a grander scheme? Whatever it is, I know it would be cool to be a part of. Check it out.

Friday, January 06, 2006

Puppy Love

This morning, I had another of those back to reality moments. It was a cold, windy morning and I was focusing hard on putting one aching leg in front of the other to get myself to work. (I went to yoga last night and the pain had already begun to set in.) I’ve got my blinders on, looking straight ahead, not wanting any distractions. I am focused and intent. Everyone is – its the few moments of self-preparation that everyone takes between leaving home and entering the office. Going through checklists, rehearsing phone calls, wondering what the day will bring. Then, out of the corner of my eye, I spot a very cute puppy on a walk with his owner. I look up, and around, noticing that everyone around me has their eyes on the puppy too and a smile on their faces. For one moment, those walking down 15th Street took a breath, and relished in the delight of a puppy – with no meetings to attend, no phone calls to return, no co-workers to deal with. A block later, a car honks, a man yells to another, “get out of my way, you f**ckin’ piece of ass trash!” … phone calls, meetings, check lists… maybe work doesn’t seem so bad after all.

Thursday, January 05, 2006

Delving into unchartered territories

Feeling better and back at work. Just a stomach bug. Apparently "its been going around."

5 days into the New Year - it has gotten better for me. I feel better (not sick anymore). I'm getting back into yoga (tonight). Eating healthier (I think I've already had 2 salads this year!) And I'm starting to plan my wedding again (this weekend). This should be an exciting year for me although with recent wedding stress, I will remain guarded for now. I was recently told that I seem to be the kind of person who believes everyone is inherently good, who wants the best for the world and will put others before herself any day. I've always secretly believed this too, but its humbling and a bit comforting to hear it from someone else. I've always felt that if it was possible to lead a perfect life, I was probably living it. Great family, great friends, great fiance, great future. Very little stress. Its funny that its taken the act of planning a wedding for me to realize that my life is not this perfect, nor has it ever been that perfect. I do believe that my wedding stress is more stressful than most have encountered in planning their weddings, but I know that many could prove that wrong for me too. I'm slowly creeping into reality. And although its a bit scary, it feels good. It will make me stronger and more "well-rounded." I'm ready for the challenge that lies in facing the unknown.

To planning a wedding and the unknown of '06!

Tuesday, January 03, 2006

On being sick and Happy New Year

Its the third day of the new year - the first day back to work - and I'm already staying home sick. Please don't let this be an omen of the year to come. I'm truly never sick. I was awarded perfect attendance and a commemorative school pencil every year through high school because I never had a reason to stay home (except 6th grade when I was socked with the flu, chicken pox, and a mild case of scarlet fever. I know, don't ask.) I toasted the new year with my fiance and a group of close friends - "to the best year of our lives." To 2006! Our first full year in our newly purchased condo. To 2006! Our wedding year. To 2006! May it be better than 2005. And I wake up January 3rd, throwing up everything I ate the day before. What a way to start the new year. Hopefully, it can only get better.