Friday, June 26, 2009

My poor little blog is suffering as of late.
I’m going to blame it one the rain.

I mean, seriously was NY transported to Seattle unknowingly? On one hand, I’m grateful because my garden is thriving! On the other hand, not seeing the sunlight has really messed with me. I NEVER want to get up in the morning. It’s not good. Plus, I feel cheated out of a large portion of my summer. Summer in New York is truly magical. And it’s been raining everyday, so that sucks the life out of you and makes it impossible to attend concerts, movies in the park, etc. Plus, when it rains on the weekends that is just lame.

On another unrelated note, I’m so fascinated with how people are reacting to the passing of Michael Jackson. I admit I was shocked when I heard it yesterday at work. It seems that everyone around the world knew him and has a memory associated with his music. Whether it was making up dances to his songs as a kid, attending one of his concerts, break-dancing to his songs on old cardboard boxes, watching him moonwalk across a stage, remembering “We are the World,” or just being fascinated and/or horrified with his life being played out on TV in front of the entire world. He truly was the king of pop.

Unfortunately, we also can’t forget about: “blanket”, the face masks, the accusations, the surgeries, the marriages, Neverland, the Martin Bashir documentary…I could go on and on. But, despite how his life ended up, my heart goes out to his family and I know that he’s in a better place, free from the pain he experienced on this earth.

The cool thing is that people seem to be really remembering the good that he brought to our lives through his musical talents. I’ve been listening to “All Michael, All the Time” today from an online radio station today work and it’s been great. I may even stop by union square on my way home to check out one of the many vigils happening around the city.


...HEEE – HOOO…..(sung in a high pitched tone)

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Some words

My sister (in-law) sends me these daily "Words for the Day" that she gets from a friend of hers. (Unfortunately I can't quote the source, sorry.) However, here are two recent "words" to help you through this rainy, dreary week.

Possibility of success

You can make your life a triumph in spite of every adversity. Or you could make your life a mess in spite of every advantage.

Success does not depend on where you start. If it did, no one would have ever been successful. Success comes from what you choose to do with whatever you have. It is fully available to anyone who decides to make the effort and the commitment.

Whatever the day holds, it also holds the possibility of success and achievement. Whatever the situation may be, there is a way to create real value from it.

Choose to see the positive possibilities, and you will. Choose to follow those possibilities, and success takes root.

The opportunity for success is always yours, and so is the responsibility. Decide to do what it takes, and create the success that is your own special destiny.

Rich and Powerful

The strongest power has no need to show itself or to prove itself. It is quiet, calm, determined and unshakable.

Boastfulness is the surest sign of weakness and insecurity. True confidence has no need to speak of itself.

Authentic richness is endlessly generous. Anyone who has the need to appear rich suffers from a terribly painful poverty of the spirit.

How do you fill your life with richness and power? Honestly be yourself, and give freely of yourself.

Give up the fantasy of gaining benefit over others, for even if you could get it you would receive no real value from it. Instead, make it your business to promote, encourage, raise up, love and appreciate others at every opportunity.

Pretending to be rich and powerful is agonizing work that incessantly erodes your spirit. Being truly rich and powerful fulfills your deepest longings and brings you fully to life.

Have a great day!!

Friday, June 05, 2009

I might be obsessed

I think if my voice were tolerable, I might have pursued a singing career...ok, probably not, I should just be grateful that my friends like me for who I am and they aren't offended by me singing off key...I guess I'll never be the karaoke superstar that I am in my dreams.

Completely feeling the groove.
The entire Karaoke gang. How classic that Clark and Atticus were such good sports. By the end we had to fight them for the mics! They were pros.


At one point both Atticus and Clark started crying...was our singing that bad?
Just jammin to a little Kanye or was it Eminem?


Oh, the laughs we had! Amberli come back so we can sing, just one more hour.

My hot mama and sister


How cute is this?
My Uncle Warren sent this to my mom who sent it to me.
Had to share.