My motto these past few days.
With my company being closed this week I took the opportunity and made as many doctor appointments as I could possibly squeeze in, no worries, just your normal check-ups or so I thought.
Saturday it was off to the podiatrist who managed to talk me into a mini permanent procedure for my ever so continuing "ingrown toenails". Holy hell 16 shots later, a numb toe, sheer scissors I was finally able to go, only to have throbbing pain the entire weekend ( not cool when done on 25th birthday, but had to be done). The constant screams and vulgarity were heard in the waiting room; however my aunt said I didn't scare anyone off, A+ for that! Let's hope that I don't fall into the 20% category of unsuccessful procedures.
Today it was off to the Dentist for my annual cleaning and with that comes X-rays and my intolerable gag reflexes that get me every time. I feel bad for the dental hygienist, but she took the job knowing that some people have better reflexes than others.
Finally my last stop was the ultimate female only doctor I will spare the details and say I only screamed and flinched once. To me that is a miracle.
Tomorrow I head back to the city for my Stay cation and I couldn't be more excited to see the following:
~ Central Park Zoo
~ MoMa
~ South Street Seaport
~ Museums
~ And of course some post Birthday shopping will happen as well!
Hope everyone had a Happy Passover & Easter!
Monday, April 9, 2012
Saturday, April 7, 2012
25
Waking up this morning to a phone call from my sister, Iced Mocha Latte, Skim Milk, No whip was the best way to wake up to 25. I was lucky enough to celebrate my birthday this year with my family, even if I did have to share it with the 2nd night of Passover Seder.
Some highlights from the evening:
Spending quality time with this cutie
Some highlights from the evening:
Spending quality time with this cutie
Keeping with the birthday tradition and having a Carvel Ice Cream Cake with the crunchies(my favorite part)
I am grateful for:
1- Having a father who loves and supports me 100% no questions asked
2- Having a sister, best friend, and partner in crime
3- My mom's mom is still alive and loves sharing stories, bragging about me and my sister, and just being there for when I need a shoulder to cry on.
4- 2 amazing aunts
5- My cousin who has the cutest children ever (always bringing a smile to my face) and shopping partner
6- My childhood friends; Kristen, Megan, Leanna, Helena, Kat- standing by me in the good and the bad, always there when I need them!
7- 2nd mom, Lori who was my mom's best friend.
8- My job- Challenges me everyday which expands my knowledge and lets me live in the most amazing city in the world, NYC.
9- Apartment on the Upper East Side which unfortunately I will be leaving come August. The last two years have been a great experience!
10- My health, minus a few minor things here and there I am pretty healthy and hope to stay that with with the proper lifestyle.
Friday, April 6, 2012
Matza cake for one, please
As the holiday weekend approaches I find myself at my aunt's house, setting the table, cooking, sharing old memories, and chatting about what's new in every one's life's. The big topic this year, is tomorrow I will celebrate my 25th birthday! I will celebrate with the 2nd Seder filled with family and friends.
This holiday means no bread, so we always joke that when my birthday falls out on this holiday that I will be tortured with Matza Cake ( ughhhhh). However, since we don't keep kosher I know that I will be having an Ice Cream Cake, or at least I hope I will.
I am excited for my birthday, to spend time with my family, and being home for an extended weekend!
Happy Holidays to all!
This holiday means no bread, so we always joke that when my birthday falls out on this holiday that I will be tortured with Matza Cake ( ughhhhh). However, since we don't keep kosher I know that I will be having an Ice Cream Cake, or at least I hope I will.
I am excited for my birthday, to spend time with my family, and being home for an extended weekend!
Happy Holidays to all!
Saturday, March 24, 2012
What's Wrong?
Me: (walking through Grand Central Station)
Bystanders: (Running though Grand Central Station)
Me: (I stop dead in my tracks)
Bystander: "What's wrong young lady, are you lost?"
Me: "No, just stopped to take in the moment"
Bystander:"Isn't this place just wonderful, she asks"
Me: "Yes, but I never stopped to take it in before today"
Bystander:" You're a smart young lady, don't let life rush you by"
This conversation has made me think a lot over the past few days. In NYC everyone is running here and there and people assume the minute they slow down or even stop that something is wrong, but the reality is, nothing is wrong they are just enjoying a moment.
More and more I wonder what it would be like to live somewhere else, and more and more that thought scared me. But I finally think that I may be ready for that change of scenery and ready for something new. My dad recently decided to live out a life long dream of his, ride a bicycle cross country. I wish him all the best and can't wait for the stories he will come home with. Sure you hear about people living out there dreams, but never did it happen so close to home, before my dad. I think it is that and the strength and courage my mom passed on to me, to make me realize that I to can live out my dreams. Sure I may fail once or twice but if I didn't then it would be wrong and I would never learn.
All those dreams I have written down over the years in numerous journals, I am going to start small and live them out. I am going to face fear head on and take what it throws at me, since I have seen so much already.
Dad- I know you are reading this, and I know you are proud of what I have accomplished so far, but there is more to come. I can't wait to see pictures and hear stories from this trip and wish you all the best! Love you always and forever!
Bystanders: (Running though Grand Central Station)
Me: (I stop dead in my tracks)
Bystander: "What's wrong young lady, are you lost?"
Me: "No, just stopped to take in the moment"
Bystander:"Isn't this place just wonderful, she asks"
Me: "Yes, but I never stopped to take it in before today"
Bystander:" You're a smart young lady, don't let life rush you by"
This conversation has made me think a lot over the past few days. In NYC everyone is running here and there and people assume the minute they slow down or even stop that something is wrong, but the reality is, nothing is wrong they are just enjoying a moment.
More and more I wonder what it would be like to live somewhere else, and more and more that thought scared me. But I finally think that I may be ready for that change of scenery and ready for something new. My dad recently decided to live out a life long dream of his, ride a bicycle cross country. I wish him all the best and can't wait for the stories he will come home with. Sure you hear about people living out there dreams, but never did it happen so close to home, before my dad. I think it is that and the strength and courage my mom passed on to me, to make me realize that I to can live out my dreams. Sure I may fail once or twice but if I didn't then it would be wrong and I would never learn.
All those dreams I have written down over the years in numerous journals, I am going to start small and live them out. I am going to face fear head on and take what it throws at me, since I have seen so much already.
Dad- I know you are reading this, and I know you are proud of what I have accomplished so far, but there is more to come. I can't wait to see pictures and hear stories from this trip and wish you all the best! Love you always and forever!
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Moving Day
Recently I spoke about how I usually let my nerves get the best of me, stressing me out to the fullest. Well today started off no different; however ended on a positive note.
Back from vacation, I headed into my office for a few hours to knock out some important emails, guidelines, and other projects that needed to be tended to rather quickly. My team was at an event, which left me with a quiet office just what I needed to get everything done, so I could leave at 3 to come home and finish packing up my childhood home (Moving Truck will be here at 8:30am tomorrow). Well I knocked out the small tasks, however the larger tasks and in planning for a 1200 person show next week needed the attention of both myself and my manager, who happened to be on-site at the other show. Nerves and Panic start to set in, when one of my close co-workers and I had a small chat about letting go and doing what we can (thanks Z!). I reached out to my manager who came back to the office so we could sort everything else out, as I would be out of the office tomorrow and we had a team meeting on Friday. Everything worked out in the end and I was out the door at 3pm with my father, heading to Port Authority to catch the next bus to Jersey.
We arrived home sometime after 4 to see boxes and garbage bags everywhere, thanks to my sister and her friend! They did a wonderful job making the rest of the afternoon really a piece of cake, even though I had visions of chaos. We cleaned the garage, bedrooms, kitchen, and basement throwing out over 30 bags of garbage and donating over 50 bags to Jewish Family Services(mom always mentioned importance of giving back). It was our way of saying goodbye and that we love and miss you. Dinner was Chipotle thanks to my sisters BF!! We then finished the rest of the house and now wait for the movers to come in the am pack the house and move it!
This move brings mixed emotions. For starter; I believe my "childhood" home was our first townhouse in Millponds, where I played with friends in the development, attending elementary school, and built many snowmen. 15 years ago when we moved to this house, I was starting 6th grade, and had already made most of my friends, which changed throughout the following years in Middle and High School. But this house is where I hold recent memories of my mom (who I miss every day). I remember one time I told her a "little white lie" and she freaked out, ripped the TV out of my wall in my bedroom and I never saw another TV in my room until I moved into college. But I also remember the good times, growing a garden, spending the holidays here, and just becoming an adult in this house. I believe I was lucky enough to have 2 childhood homes and I will miss this one, but the memories will always be with me and we are now starting a new chapter. This new chapter comes weeks before my 25th birthday and I couldn't be more excited to see what is in store! I may not be moving into the new condo, but it will be the new "home" I go to on long weekends, holidays, and when I want to escape city living. I am happy for my dad and am sure this new home will bring us just as great memories as the last two!
Here is to a new beginning, starting tomorrow!
Back from vacation, I headed into my office for a few hours to knock out some important emails, guidelines, and other projects that needed to be tended to rather quickly. My team was at an event, which left me with a quiet office just what I needed to get everything done, so I could leave at 3 to come home and finish packing up my childhood home (Moving Truck will be here at 8:30am tomorrow). Well I knocked out the small tasks, however the larger tasks and in planning for a 1200 person show next week needed the attention of both myself and my manager, who happened to be on-site at the other show. Nerves and Panic start to set in, when one of my close co-workers and I had a small chat about letting go and doing what we can (thanks Z!). I reached out to my manager who came back to the office so we could sort everything else out, as I would be out of the office tomorrow and we had a team meeting on Friday. Everything worked out in the end and I was out the door at 3pm with my father, heading to Port Authority to catch the next bus to Jersey.
We arrived home sometime after 4 to see boxes and garbage bags everywhere, thanks to my sister and her friend! They did a wonderful job making the rest of the afternoon really a piece of cake, even though I had visions of chaos. We cleaned the garage, bedrooms, kitchen, and basement throwing out over 30 bags of garbage and donating over 50 bags to Jewish Family Services(mom always mentioned importance of giving back). It was our way of saying goodbye and that we love and miss you. Dinner was Chipotle thanks to my sisters BF!! We then finished the rest of the house and now wait for the movers to come in the am pack the house and move it!
This move brings mixed emotions. For starter; I believe my "childhood" home was our first townhouse in Millponds, where I played with friends in the development, attending elementary school, and built many snowmen. 15 years ago when we moved to this house, I was starting 6th grade, and had already made most of my friends, which changed throughout the following years in Middle and High School. But this house is where I hold recent memories of my mom (who I miss every day). I remember one time I told her a "little white lie" and she freaked out, ripped the TV out of my wall in my bedroom and I never saw another TV in my room until I moved into college. But I also remember the good times, growing a garden, spending the holidays here, and just becoming an adult in this house. I believe I was lucky enough to have 2 childhood homes and I will miss this one, but the memories will always be with me and we are now starting a new chapter. This new chapter comes weeks before my 25th birthday and I couldn't be more excited to see what is in store! I may not be moving into the new condo, but it will be the new "home" I go to on long weekends, holidays, and when I want to escape city living. I am happy for my dad and am sure this new home will bring us just as great memories as the last two!
Here is to a new beginning, starting tomorrow!
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