Monday, January 27, 2014


I had the most blissful, quiet, busy weekend. I cleaned, organized, got my haircut, cooked lots of amazing things in my tiny, amazing kitchen, I read, I watched CBS Sunday Morning, I got coffee, I did laundry and I did not meet with another soul. I spoke on the phone a lot. Mostly, though, I just zoned out to myself. I allowed myself as much time as I needed to catch up on lost sleep from my crazy week and to recharge and prepare for my week ahead. This is the last weekend, in a long time, that I will have this kind of time. Both alone and completely empty. I am one that likes to keep a booked schedule, but every once in a while, we all need this. Just quiet time for yourself.

In just a few day, Nicholas arrives! I cannot wait to show him my new, tiny apartment in NYC :)

Sunday, January 26, 2014


I fly quite frequently. Nowadays, (as in this month) it is becoming more about domestic travel, but all the same. I board lots of planes and take flight.

Every time I fly, I take a moment before we take off to think of the extraordinary feat that is about to take place. As soon as the plane starts racing down the runway and the front wheels lift and the plane arches into the sky, I always think, "will it really work, again?" And sure enough, it does!

The last three flights I took, each time, when the plane was racing down the runway, my seatmates crossed themselves. (Do other religions do the sign of the cross?) I do not cross myself on the plane. I am not afraid to fly. I do not fear crashing. The simple fact of gravity allows me to accept logic. Instead, I am impressed with each and every time the plane lifts off and every. single. time. that the plane gets me to my exact destination. Really makes me ponder human ingenuity, innovation and spirit.

If you haven't seen this, do.

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Definitely the second mouse

Coming up for air. Just barely...

This whole working-gig is not what it's cracked up to be! Geez people, when I said I wanted to jump back in with both feet, I meant with arm floaties and some pool pals. I have been doing a lot of flying solo, learning on the fly and more or less trying to keep my head above the water. As is with most who flounder, it ain't pretty, but in the end you at least learn how to tread water.

Here's to more days of treading water *and some day soon* of learning to swim.

(Side note, this reminds me of the line that Leonardo DiCaprio's dad says in the movie "Catch Me If You Can." He repeats it throughout the whole move:

"There are two mice who fall in a bowl of cream. The first mouse drowns. The other scrambles so quickly and tirelessly that he eventually he turns that cream into butter- and walks out.

I am that second mouse."