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 😛
My brain all this afternoon:
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.
This afternoon, we swung by and somewhat spontaneously picked up a beloved friend of mine from dance, whom I hadn’t seen in five or so years, and journeyed to the Griffith Observatory to see the Hollywood sign.
It was still really far away…, but cool to see and read, nonetheless… I’ll have to find a way to get up close to it one day (slash figure out if I care enough to do so in the first place).
Then we went to a drive-in theatre…, which really wasn’t Miley Cyrus at all, I suppose…, but the movies were all about fulfilling one’s dreams by being in touch with what’s really on the inside and by just going for it, and “The Climb” is all about that kind of idea, too, so that counts enough.
I still found myself singing about the Hollywood sign when we got home just now, so I think I can safely say hat it was a very Miley Cyrus day today. 😛
Today, we went walking and hiking and jogging through a web of trails just near where my friend will be living these next three months.
At first, I was worried about any jogging, because we don’t have hills in Houston, but California clearly has mountains and lots of ups and downs…, but I didn’t try any running until I was well warmed up, and that turned out to be perfect.
We had intended to go on what my friend kept calling ‘a quick three-mile’ hike/walk, but, with little signage and our playing around with photos, our quick three miles turned into four miles and just over two hours.
Fortunately, it was beautiful, what with the misty mountains in the distance and the gorgeous hills and little valleys all around us, and we had a wonderful time, embracing the change in scheduling.
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. 😛
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
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. 😛