Can you imagine having a little spawn running freely through the world? No? Me neither. Maybe one day in the far distant future it will happen, but not any time soon of course. That’s why this week I’m thankful for “birth control”. And by birthcontrol I not only mean contraception, etc. but other types of birthcontrol… such as babysitting, teaching children to swim, managing a pool overrun by children, looking at children, ugly babies (kidding. Or am I?). etc. Thank goodness for these things… or else everyone in the world would turn into the Octomom – minus the pornstar bit. Just the thought of having an offspring that had a fraction of my genes is frightening. Sadly, I’m not at the point of megalomania where I want hundreds of mini me’s running around all over (people like that exist – just watch the Law and Order SVU episodes where egotistical sperm donors father like 100s of kids… hey, if its on Law and Order, its pretty fucking true). Despite the fact that I teach a Parent Tot swim class (babies in the pool with moms / DILFs), I am still utterly terrified of babies most times. Maybe I just don’t have that maternal instinct that all girls who love babysitting have. Who knows. Either way, thank God for those screaming children on public transportation, the kid with chocolate(?) all over his face throwing a tantrum on the side of the street, and all the children who are a huge pain in the ass and make me think to myself “Never, ever, ever, will a child like you belong to me”. Here’s to hoping that when I grow older and if I decide to have a kid, it will be as well trained as a guide dog puppy reject (you know, just the right amount of cuteness, obedience, and fun). Sorry, I just went there. Thank you various forms of “birth control”.
Being back home for the summer is really refreshing. Not only do I get a little break from the madness and craziness (yet loveliness) that is New York City, but I also get to spend some time with my family… and my dog. Being back in suburbia is quite lovely, the weather is beautiful, its nice having a car (not so nice dealing with the crazy gas prices), and nice to see old friends. Home cooked meals, sleeping in my own bed, watching my favorite baseball team – are definitely a plus. As much as I miss NYC, as they say, there’s no place like home!
What are YOU thankful for?
Living in New York City has countless perks, one of them being live music shows in incredible venues. Earlier this week I was fortunate enough to see FLORENCE+theMACHINE at Radio City Music Hall, and it was unbelievable. She was absolutely glorious in her beautiful flowing dress, and she sounded amazing. This was actually the second time my friend, Dani, and I were able to see Florence live. Earlier this year I won tickets to the MTV Unplugged recording of Florence at the Angel Orensanz Foundation… another amazing venue. I couldn’t believe how beautiful the place was, and it so suited her well. But there is something to be said about seeing live music… the crowd, the atmosphere, the ambiance all brings it together for an incredible experience. Dani and I were also able to see Gotye (&Kimbra) back in March where Gotye put on an amazing show. Words cannot describe how beautiful it was. I’m very thankful that I’ve been able to see these amazing artists in such amazing venues throughout the city.
What are YOU thankful for?
“Out there things can happen
and frequently do
to people as brainy
and footsy as you.
And then things start to happen,
don’t worry. Don’t stew.
Just go right along.
You’ll start happening too.”
I was raised on Dr. Seuss stories, and even though I read them while I was a kid, I love how applicable they still are today. I came across this video, which I will have bookmarked forever, its so amazing, and it really illustrates the wonderfulness that is Dr. Seuss. Not only is this video a great pick me up – which came in time because this week has been particularly rough – but everything about it is just beautiful…. the people in it, Seuss’ words, the images, Burning Man. The words in this book, Dr. Seuss’ last book before his death, are absolutely inspiring – without being too optimistic, and the right amount of realism. It’s perfectly inspirational, so if you have a few minutes in your day, I would definitely suggest giving this a watch! Thank you Dr. Seuss for your loveliness!
What are YOU thankful for?
I really don’t pay attention much to the people I come across each and every day… and I suppose I should… Considering, in some way or another, they are a part of my life. Every morning I pass by the public safety officer of my building, who reminds me of a grandfather-like figure, yet, I would totally be confident in their ability to kick the shit out of some bad guy. There’s the adorably, cute, old African-American lady that works at Au Bon Pain who rings my coffee up every morning. She always calls me some term of endearment that just melts my heart, “Have a great day dear!”, “Have a good one love!”. I like to feel I’m special, but I wonder if she makes other people buying their coffees/sandwiches/pastries feel all warm inside too. This is bad, but most days walking to classes I’ll pass by this one homeless lady who has my heart, on Broadway. Sometimes I give her money (depending on my bagel/coffee expenses thus far). I feel like she and I have shared the most intimate encounters… I mean, I’ve seen her pee and defecate on the street. And we always smile at each other – one time, she even smiled at me WHILE peeing. Rain or shine though, she always wears these really ultra fabulous sunglasses that reminds me, no matter how shitty life gets, there’s always a silver lining – like ironically owning a pair of oversized Marc Jacobs sunglasses. My day usually comes to an end at yoga class, where I always set up my mat in the same place… unfortunately next to the Yoga Nazi. He’s really mean, always screams at people who have their cellphones in class, and is even meaner to all the obvious newbies of the yoga studio. I’ve never talked to him before – aside from the few times he’s asked me to move my mat over so he can have more room. As mean as he is, there’s a good lesson to be learned there. Don’t take life too seriously. Every time he snaps at some poor, innocent girl whos phone lit up next to her, I just laugh while holding my Warrior II. Really guy? What are you trying at here? Unclench your asshole, and relax.
There are a bunch of other daily encounters with people I have… these ones are just worth mentioning. Why am I thankful? Because not only are they part of my life, every, single day, but also because I don’t want to take these people for granted. I take a lot of my daily routine for granted, and never really think about the people who are a part of it… no matter how small their role.