Visiting with a friend from the circus, who has taken a temporary break from circusing, and is working as a waiter in a Chinese restaurant, I look up with surprise and delight as he says,”…but right now, I am working a lot…, because, you know, I am Chinese….”
And we break into silent, deep laughter at the honesty and truth of the statement.
Cross-cultural interactions are great 😛
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… and off we go!
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…..
Here I am for the first time
Look to my right and I see the Hollywood sign
This is all so crazy
Everybody seems so famous
Na-na na-na na-na naaa-na
na-na naaaa na-na turned on the radio
And a Britney song was on
And a Britney song was on
And a Britney song was on
So I put my hands up
They’re playing my song,
And the butterflies fly away
Noddin’ my head like, yeah
Movin’ my hips like, yeah
I got my hands up,
They’re playin’ my song
You know I’m gonna be okay
Yeah, it’s a party in the USA
Yeah it’s a party in the USA
This morning, we visited the site of the first McDonald’s location, from before it was fully franchised and all that jazz… a site that was apparently also visited by Miley Cyrus not so long ago.
Sometimes, we need only ask, and adventure will find us.
About a week and a half ago, I looked at my blank schedule for the next month, and felt not only a desire but a need to go somewhere… and I said it out loud, and began searching for how to make a trip happen.
Within 24 hours, a friend with whom I catch up only occasionally, and always over the phone, and who doesn’t even live in the same state, sent me a message, asking if I wanted to road trip with her to California.
And only days later, after a few changes in plans, here we are, staying in a hotel by the airport, preparing to fly to California to move her temporarily to a fancy place in SoCal, and, essentially, just adventuring and hiking and playing around.
Score one for life being awesome. 😛
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“Go,” she says.
“With what?”
She points at the tv show that was paused long before she arrived, and which has yet to be referenced.
“We’re Talking,” I declare, happy, but a bit indignant.
“I’m done,” she says back, chomping on a cracker.
“Uh!…”
And we both crack up into laughter at the absurdity of our conversation.
Times like these make it all worth while, visiting my mom. 😛
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Lady-stuff-talk below:
There’s nothing quite like starting off the new year by dropping out a pint of blood…
Add to it the uncommon pains and extreme headache that seem to be hanging this time around, and it kind of really sucks.
I was even curled up, crying earlier on this evening, it was all so uncomfortable and stressful.
Yet, as a sort of blessing, I was visiting my mom’s for New Year’s Day food when it all started, and my headache has me stranded here for the night, making my bathroom within ten steps of my bed, as opposed to the entire floor, three doors, and double staircase that usually sit between us.
My mom has, therefore, lent me the sleeping clothes and underwear I’ll use for the night after a normal shower (woohoo!) (the shower head broke at my place, so it’s a bit odd showering at the moment), and I can hopefully rest calmly, if not so comfortably, for the night.
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The Beatles sure do have a song for every occasion.
Tonight, we say hello to the new year as we say goodbye to the one that’s been here for a while (for a year, to be exact).
And it really has been a year, this one… life has looked little like how I might have expected.
And yet, the good and the bad, the ups and the downs and the plateaus, have all balanced out rather nicely for this year… it kind of even has me terrified for this next year, because of how wonderful these unexpecteds keep turning out.
Kind of like the beautiful Marianne Williamson quote, where she says that ‘it is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us,’ and that ‘our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate,’ but ‘that we are powerful beyond measure.’
This year has been an even more clear example of that entire quote for me in my life, as each year has been progressively showing me, more and more… and so this next year definitely has me on the edge of my seat in slight but giddy and delighted terror. 🙂
P.S. For those who want to read the full and fabulous quote (which I didn’t even have to reference when writing this, though I haven’t seen it in probably years – I just know it so well) from Marianne Williamson: a link.
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*The Last of its group
At 35, you’re considered geriatric.(!)
I’m not gonna be geriatric.
I stopped by to visit a friend at her extra job today, so I could pick up her key to go play with her cat and dog.
We started with talk about Christmas presents and CrossFit, and ended up on careers and finances, houses and babies, all within about three minutes of chatting.
We joked about how her husband (currently boyfriend) who is finishing medical school right now, will be super poor for the next several years, and so she wants to work and save as much as possible now, so she can buy a house and have babies at the latest by 30.
Thus the glorious comment at the start of this… gotta love the oddities that drive us all forward in life. ;P
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Sometimes, a Barbie musical is just the way to go.
When I lived and studied in Wien (Vienna, Austria), I hit a point of lonesome depression as the Fall weather of constant overcast skies and regular rain took its place over the city.
When talking one night with my best friend, she and her then-boyfriend, now-husband, declares that my tasks for the rest of the evening were to go for a walk outside (bundled up, of course), and then to watch a Barbie musical movie.
That way, I got outside air and some physical movement in, plus I got a really good, feel-good story and music.
Turns out, their prescription was perfect, and it still is useful to this day – whenever I’m feeling lonesome and/or down, a walk and a Barbie musical movie fill me with fresh air and cozy comfort.
And even tonight, when I wasn’t particularly down, but just wanted some love, watching Barbie’s “Princess and the Pauper” gave me those loving snuggles I was craving.
Plus, it always feels good to have the bad guy in a story end up on bottom and the good guys to end up on top – Barbie movies are always sure of having that happen!
Also, the bloopers at the end are tops – an even better ending than the wonderful happy ending the film already has. 😛
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When we notice something that is extremely difficult for us, but is normal for others, is it something worth addressing face-on?
What if it turns out to be something that is better left undone, like rudeness to waiters or cursing, and we already do not do it?… is it still worth facing and evaluating?
I understand easily the value of reevaluating something negative we do, but does it work the other way around, too?
In the dreaded words of Dagny Taggart, it seems to me that only benefit can come of the evaluation – either we are reinforced in our good behavior and ways of thinking, or we are reconstructing our behavior as we deal with our poor ways of behaving and thinking.
It is a win-win situation… or something much like that, anyway.
Perhaps my first step of this will be to stay home alone and be productive (not just sleep all day), and voluntarily so… I could use some evaluation in that department…
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hannah ananas 