I work for a living, breathing Fashion Plate. Flip through any Lucky, Vogue, Marie Claire magazine and 90% of the stuff in there is already in the closet of my VP. Same with the style issues of People & US Weekly - "oh, I have that!" I love me some fashion, as well. And, this one time...flipping through an issue of US Weekly, 2 items listed in the "must-haves" section were already in my possession. Ohhh, what a feeling!
Since November - when I started working out - I've had to curb my clothing appetite. I bought some 'transition' clothing and a few pieces for work to, uh, tide me over. In that time, my focus has turned to handbags. Ai yi yi! My current fascination are bags with chain handles or bags with quilting. I see all the gorgeous bags in Nordstrom ~ the quilted Chloe bag, the numerous Marc Jacobs' bags with the clinky chain handles ~ and I drool. $1200 for a purse?! Dude, that's rent. So, I stick to the solid purses found at Target. I'm not knockin' it! Nuh uh! Isaac Mizrahi designs some great, great bags. Uh...hi - who's carrying his red leather tote? C'est moi, people!
My VP has the quilted Chloe bag. I love it. LOVE it! I call it 'our' bag. Before vacation, I picked up the People Style Watch magazine. One of the articles "I Really LOVE my..." focuses on a celeb who is usually paparazzi'd with one particular item over and over. The celeb? Mischa Barton. The item? The quilted Chloe bag. I drool, a little. The bag is so gorgeous! In the lower corner of the article is a picture of the bag with the caption "OWN IT!" www.shopsueyboutique.com I found the Chloe bag *and* the Marc Jacobs bag ~ each for less than $60! *Plus* I had a coupon code for free shipping!
Next week, dear Friends, I will be oh-so fashionable in my new DvF-inspired dress and my new Chloe-inspired bag. Talk about budget fashionista!
:)
Friday, May 11, 2007
Tuesday, May 08, 2007
Hawaiian Fire ~ 05/03/07
Wednesday night I was all a-flutter. Thursday was my surf lesson with the firemen and the news announced a storm moving in. Now, a typical Hawaiian storm ain't so bad. Y'know, it rains for 15 minutes, then *POOF* - all gone. But the words "wind" and "high surf" really were not the words I wanted to hear before surfing.
Thursday arrived. I took a peek out to the ocean from the room and boy, was the surf rollin'! White caps indicating rough-ish water. Although there were tons of surfers out there, as a novice, I was still a-flutter. Oh well, what's a girl to do? Go find firemen, of course.
I had to meet the pick-up van at 7:10 a.m. at the Sheraton/Royal Hawaiian on Don Ho Lane - a 3-minute walk from the Outrigger. I couldn't sit still...pacing...fretting...pacing...almost to the point of panic, until I saw the huge HAWAIIAN FIRE logo drive by. EEEK! I was really excited to see a van?! Jimmy the Driver made a couple of stops, filling the van with 12 anxious would-be surfers (3 Japanese students, 2 girls from Canada, a local, a family of 5 from Nebraska and me). We were a bit chatty, moreso along the lines of 'courtesy' chat, really. Then Jimmy the Driver kicked in with background info, where we were going, sights along the way.
30 minutes later, we arrived at this gorgeous beach. As we drove in, someone commented "Oh, you can camp here?" Jimmy the Driver laughed, "It's a camp alright." A lot of homeless people had set-up 'camp' on the beach. Anyway, the beach is on property which was formerly a military base. De-activated in 1999, Hawaiian Fire has found it to be the best place to teach surfing. The beach was set with two tents, lots of beach chairs and a bunch of surfboards. The wind was really blowing and the surf looked huge and intimidating. The water was a gorgeous blue and I was happy just taking that all in.
We were given shoes & rash protectors (a long-sleeved top) to put on, then sent to a tent for instruction. Enter Instructor Duke. Uhh...hi! He gave us some background info on HF, the gear we had on, the beach (the whole military story) and the weather ("Perfect surf weather! The waves are great!). Then, another guy came over. He told us how to position ourselves on the board, how & where are feet should be, how to paddle, that the paddling out was the hardest part, how to push up & get through a wave that breaks in front of you, and then how to pop-up when it's time to ride. Lemme tell ya, it looked soooo easy when he was showing us! He gave us the instructions: paddle out to a surfer, when he tells you to paddle, do it, he'll push you, you paddle 3-4 more strokes, then jump up and surf! Uhh...okay. So, we moved to the surfboards. Instructor Kevin (uh...hi!) had us position ourselves and show him how we pop-up onto the boards. I did pretty well. On dry land. Then we were set free, into the ocean.
One by one, Instructor Ryan (uhh...hi!) set us on our boards and pushed us off to the instructors out there 100 yards and waiting. Ryan said the surf was only 2-3 footers, perfect for beginners. I started paddling out. Damn, that's tiring! I got through the breakers crashing in my face and made it out to Kevin. Wait. Wait. "Ready, Reese? Paddle now! Paddle now!" I did! I jumped to my feet! I fell. OK. I got an hour and 20 minutes of this - I'll stand. So, paddle...paddle...cough, cough. Back out to Kevin. He gave me encouragment and advice ~ "Just pop-up to your feet!" Umm...yeah, okay. Wait. Wait. "Ready, Reese? Paddle! Paddle! Paddle!" I did! I jumped to my feet! I fell. I tried 2 more times. I got an hour and 10 minutes of this?! I rode back to the shore and sat for a few minutes. I was totally winded. I was totally disheartened. So, I sat there watching a 7 and 12 year-old surfing. Ohh, to be 12 and have no fear. (And have flexibility!) Grabbing my board, I went back into the water. Ryan, bless his heart, surfed in and pulled me out to the starting point. I sat through about 4 or 5 waves, then he turned me around and said "Go!" And I did! I paddled! I jumped to my feet! And was able to stand for a brief shining moment! And, when I say brief, I mean brief. It was fantastic! That was the only time I was able to get up on the board. I had a great time! Until I got back to the hotel.
Dude - my knee was totally jacked. My arms and shoulders were so sore. I sat in the jacuzzi for hours. I was far less sore when I started working out with my trainer! This was totally different. I'm still sore now.
I went to the Hawaiian Fire store to pick up my pictures (I'll post 'em!) and Ryan was there. "Hey, Rissa. Do your arms hurt today?" Hardy har har, bastard. :) He wished me a happy birthday, gave me some stickers and I left.
I highly recommend the surfing lessons ~ great fun, great pain.
Thursday arrived. I took a peek out to the ocean from the room and boy, was the surf rollin'! White caps indicating rough-ish water. Although there were tons of surfers out there, as a novice, I was still a-flutter. Oh well, what's a girl to do? Go find firemen, of course.
I had to meet the pick-up van at 7:10 a.m. at the Sheraton/Royal Hawaiian on Don Ho Lane - a 3-minute walk from the Outrigger. I couldn't sit still...pacing...fretting...pacing...almost to the point of panic, until I saw the huge HAWAIIAN FIRE logo drive by. EEEK! I was really excited to see a van?! Jimmy the Driver made a couple of stops, filling the van with 12 anxious would-be surfers (3 Japanese students, 2 girls from Canada, a local, a family of 5 from Nebraska and me). We were a bit chatty, moreso along the lines of 'courtesy' chat, really. Then Jimmy the Driver kicked in with background info, where we were going, sights along the way.
30 minutes later, we arrived at this gorgeous beach. As we drove in, someone commented "Oh, you can camp here?" Jimmy the Driver laughed, "It's a camp alright." A lot of homeless people had set-up 'camp' on the beach. Anyway, the beach is on property which was formerly a military base. De-activated in 1999, Hawaiian Fire has found it to be the best place to teach surfing. The beach was set with two tents, lots of beach chairs and a bunch of surfboards. The wind was really blowing and the surf looked huge and intimidating. The water was a gorgeous blue and I was happy just taking that all in.
We were given shoes & rash protectors (a long-sleeved top) to put on, then sent to a tent for instruction. Enter Instructor Duke. Uhh...hi! He gave us some background info on HF, the gear we had on, the beach (the whole military story) and the weather ("Perfect surf weather! The waves are great!). Then, another guy came over. He told us how to position ourselves on the board, how & where are feet should be, how to paddle, that the paddling out was the hardest part, how to push up & get through a wave that breaks in front of you, and then how to pop-up when it's time to ride. Lemme tell ya, it looked soooo easy when he was showing us! He gave us the instructions: paddle out to a surfer, when he tells you to paddle, do it, he'll push you, you paddle 3-4 more strokes, then jump up and surf! Uhh...okay. So, we moved to the surfboards. Instructor Kevin (uh...hi!) had us position ourselves and show him how we pop-up onto the boards. I did pretty well. On dry land. Then we were set free, into the ocean.
One by one, Instructor Ryan (uhh...hi!) set us on our boards and pushed us off to the instructors out there 100 yards and waiting. Ryan said the surf was only 2-3 footers, perfect for beginners. I started paddling out. Damn, that's tiring! I got through the breakers crashing in my face and made it out to Kevin. Wait. Wait. "Ready, Reese? Paddle now! Paddle now!" I did! I jumped to my feet! I fell. OK. I got an hour and 20 minutes of this - I'll stand. So, paddle...paddle...cough, cough. Back out to Kevin. He gave me encouragment and advice ~ "Just pop-up to your feet!" Umm...yeah, okay. Wait. Wait. "Ready, Reese? Paddle! Paddle! Paddle!" I did! I jumped to my feet! I fell. I tried 2 more times. I got an hour and 10 minutes of this?! I rode back to the shore and sat for a few minutes. I was totally winded. I was totally disheartened. So, I sat there watching a 7 and 12 year-old surfing. Ohh, to be 12 and have no fear. (And have flexibility!) Grabbing my board, I went back into the water. Ryan, bless his heart, surfed in and pulled me out to the starting point. I sat through about 4 or 5 waves, then he turned me around and said "Go!" And I did! I paddled! I jumped to my feet! And was able to stand for a brief shining moment! And, when I say brief, I mean brief. It was fantastic! That was the only time I was able to get up on the board. I had a great time! Until I got back to the hotel.
Dude - my knee was totally jacked. My arms and shoulders were so sore. I sat in the jacuzzi for hours. I was far less sore when I started working out with my trainer! This was totally different. I'm still sore now.
I went to the Hawaiian Fire store to pick up my pictures (I'll post 'em!) and Ryan was there. "Hey, Rissa. Do your arms hurt today?" Hardy har har, bastard. :) He wished me a happy birthday, gave me some stickers and I left.
I highly recommend the surfing lessons ~ great fun, great pain.
Birthday Blog!
Top 10 Rocked My World Birthday Moments 2007
1. Flowers from my Dad ~ since the 5th grade, Dad sends me a bouquet on my birthday. This year, it didn't matter he had to send it to Hawaii.
2. 80 minute Hot Lava Rock massage ~ ohhhh, heaven in paradise! Seriously. Hot rocks aligned on my spine while more hot rocks were used to massage my body. Hot damn! I was so sad when I heard "We're done."
3. 3660 on the Rise ~ I've been dying to eat at this restaurant since January! I knew what I was going to order - soup, main course, dessert, even the wine. And I wasn't disappointed. Our waiter was fantastic - making a special dessert for my birthday. I didn't eat it. Sorry, I wanted creme brulee!
4. Locals only ~ everywhere we went, Mom & I were asked which island we were visiting from. I love that the locals thought we were locals! Mom and one of our breakfast waiters had a lot in common: he went to the same school she did and he lives on the same street she did when she lived there. It's a small, small world.
5. Champagne basket from my Team ~ ohhh, how well my co-workers know me! Mid-day on my birthday, a bottle of champagne arrived at the room. Midnight on my birthday, a bottle of champage had...uh...disappeared!
6. Upgrade ~ The Outrigger on the Reef is my favorite hotel in Honolulu. When I booked my trip, I decided to treat myself to an ocean-view room, instead of a partial ocean-view room. As we were checking in, the desk guy said "We are upgrading you to an ocean front room for the week. And, you'll be the first guests to stay in this room - no one has been in it." Uhh...Happy Birthday to me! WOW! The room? Huge! The view? All water! The room? Huge and awesome! It was so nice to sit at night with the sliding glass doors open, sheers closed, listening to the waves crash, slight breeze blowing. This must be just like living in paradise - and I don't want to go home.
7. ABC Stores ~ these are the best stores EVER! On one block, you may find 4 or 5 of these stores. I can't really describe it...it's Target and it's 7-11 and it's a cheesy souvenir shop all mixed up and called ABC Stores. Anything Hawaiian - it's in there. I love the ABC Stores!
8. Hawaiian Fire ~ ohhh, the firemen. It's a blog unto itself. What a fun, fun time! Yeah, I had to sit in the jacuzzi for, like, 5 hours. And, yeah, I still can't lift my arms above my head (and I surfed *last* Thursday). But it was fun!
9. Cookie basket from my sister ~ my sister is the greatest! I really missed her on this trip...but she sent me this fantastic basket of cookies ~ hibiscus-shaped cookies. They were yuuummmmy :)
10. my Mom ~ I really planned to do this trip alone. But, a week with my Mom was wonderful. Really! We love the same things about Hawaii and doing the same things while there. I love seeing her Hawaii, her home.
1. Flowers from my Dad ~ since the 5th grade, Dad sends me a bouquet on my birthday. This year, it didn't matter he had to send it to Hawaii.
2. 80 minute Hot Lava Rock massage ~ ohhhh, heaven in paradise! Seriously. Hot rocks aligned on my spine while more hot rocks were used to massage my body. Hot damn! I was so sad when I heard "We're done."
3. 3660 on the Rise ~ I've been dying to eat at this restaurant since January! I knew what I was going to order - soup, main course, dessert, even the wine. And I wasn't disappointed. Our waiter was fantastic - making a special dessert for my birthday. I didn't eat it. Sorry, I wanted creme brulee!
4. Locals only ~ everywhere we went, Mom & I were asked which island we were visiting from. I love that the locals thought we were locals! Mom and one of our breakfast waiters had a lot in common: he went to the same school she did and he lives on the same street she did when she lived there. It's a small, small world.
5. Champagne basket from my Team ~ ohhh, how well my co-workers know me! Mid-day on my birthday, a bottle of champagne arrived at the room. Midnight on my birthday, a bottle of champage had...uh...disappeared!
6. Upgrade ~ The Outrigger on the Reef is my favorite hotel in Honolulu. When I booked my trip, I decided to treat myself to an ocean-view room, instead of a partial ocean-view room. As we were checking in, the desk guy said "We are upgrading you to an ocean front room for the week. And, you'll be the first guests to stay in this room - no one has been in it." Uhh...Happy Birthday to me! WOW! The room? Huge! The view? All water! The room? Huge and awesome! It was so nice to sit at night with the sliding glass doors open, sheers closed, listening to the waves crash, slight breeze blowing. This must be just like living in paradise - and I don't want to go home.
7. ABC Stores ~ these are the best stores EVER! On one block, you may find 4 or 5 of these stores. I can't really describe it...it's Target and it's 7-11 and it's a cheesy souvenir shop all mixed up and called ABC Stores. Anything Hawaiian - it's in there. I love the ABC Stores!
8. Hawaiian Fire ~ ohhh, the firemen. It's a blog unto itself. What a fun, fun time! Yeah, I had to sit in the jacuzzi for, like, 5 hours. And, yeah, I still can't lift my arms above my head (and I surfed *last* Thursday). But it was fun!
9. Cookie basket from my sister ~ my sister is the greatest! I really missed her on this trip...but she sent me this fantastic basket of cookies ~ hibiscus-shaped cookies. They were yuuummmmy :)
10. my Mom ~ I really planned to do this trip alone. But, a week with my Mom was wonderful. Really! We love the same things about Hawaii and doing the same things while there. I love seeing her Hawaii, her home.
Friday, April 27, 2007
Vacation all I ever wanted...
Hey Kids ~
I'm off to paradise (aka Hawaii!) for a whole week :)
I'll see all y'all when I return!
Aloooooo-HA!
I'm off to paradise (aka Hawaii!) for a whole week :)
I'll see all y'all when I return!
Aloooooo-HA!
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
I confess
"Da Doo Run Run" by Shaun Cassidy just came on XM 70s radio. When this song came out in 1977, I was 10 years old. I wrote Shaun Cassidy a letter, professing my undying love for him, telling him I listened to the 45 all the time and how funny, my name is Jill and you're singing to me!
I signed the letter "Love, Reese"
OK, I am such a dork. Seriously. Dorkus maximus. Right now, I can't stop laughing. I am crying, actually.
I signed the letter "Love, Reese"
OK, I am such a dork. Seriously. Dorkus maximus. Right now, I can't stop laughing. I am crying, actually.
Friday, April 20, 2007
ooooh, it's a Fashion Challenge!
Once again, Lys took time out of her day (bless her heart!) to kindly point out Sarah's blog - a fashion challenge. She knows I a) love fashion and b) usually take up a challenge. OK, kids, here we go!
The Challenge: replicate a designer outfit for less than $100. Sarah came in at a little over $90 with her Angie Harmon inspired ensemble. Lys, ever the budget-conscious one, put together an outfit to rival the actual outfit Sara Ramirez wore.
Since I've been dealing with turning 40 (T minus-11 days and counting), I chose the oh-so-fabulous at 40, Halle Berry. Hell, if I'm gonna be 40, who better to be 40 with?! My *twist* is to find it for plus-size.
Halle in Dolce & Gabbana dress
and Christian Louboutin shoes
*sigh*
And, here's mine:
Fronting in Black
from www.sizeappeal.com
$12.99
back lace-up pencil skirt, black
from www.torrid.com
$44.00
Megan Peep Toe w/Mary Jane heel, black
from www.torrid.com
$38.00
Grand total: $94.99
Yay me!
The Challenge: replicate a designer outfit for less than $100. Sarah came in at a little over $90 with her Angie Harmon inspired ensemble. Lys, ever the budget-conscious one, put together an outfit to rival the actual outfit Sara Ramirez wore.
Since I've been dealing with turning 40 (T minus-11 days and counting), I chose the oh-so-fabulous at 40, Halle Berry. Hell, if I'm gonna be 40, who better to be 40 with?! My *twist* is to find it for plus-size.
Halle in Dolce & Gabbana dress
and Christian Louboutin shoes
*sigh*
And, here's mine:
Fronting in Black
from www.sizeappeal.com
$12.99
back lace-up pencil skirt, black
from www.torrid.com
$44.00
Megan Peep Toe w/Mary Jane heel, black
from www.torrid.com
$38.00
Grand total: $94.99
Yay me!
Friday, April 13, 2007
insane in the brain
This week, I've purchased the following:
- one tankini
- one beach cover-up
- 2 dresses
- one pair of sandals
- 2 skirts
- 3 spa treatments at the hotel in Hawaii where I will be for my birthday
Apparently, turning 40 has affected me more than I thought.
Wednesday, April 11, 2007
I'm pickin' up what you're layin' down
Apparently, Suburban Cupcake issued a challenge meme. Lys, as usual, didn't shy away from it. She then threw down the gauntlet; and I, as usual, picked it up. Will I never learn? Probably.
Three things that scare me:
1. Bugs
2. most Southern California drivers
3. my elevated blood pressure
Three people that make me laugh:
1. The BFFs (especially Thursdays on the Couch with the camera out)
2. Zach in Domestic Marketing
3. most of the regs on Whose Line is it Anyway?!
Three things I hate:
1. most Southern California drivers
2. people with a (false) sense of entitlement - esp. at work
3. country music
Three things on my desk:
1. an international report which needs to be reviewed
2. bottle of water
3. 300 poster - Gerard Butler's abs. Purrr
Three things I’m doing right now:
1. this survey thing
2. perfecting my avoidance behaviours
3. breathing
Three things I’d like to do before I die:
1. buy a house
2. spend a weekend in NYC during the holiday season
3. meet George Clooney & Matthew Perry
Three things I can do:
1. rock a mini-skirt like you wouldn't believe
2. say the ABCs backwards
3. be a good friend
Three things I think you should listen to:
1. your heart
2. Seasons of Love from the RENT soundtrack (I prefer the Broadway version, but the movie version is sufficient. Just listen!)
3. Hysteria (the album) by Def Leppard
Three favorite foods:
1. garlic mashed potatoes
2. the short ribs at French 75 Bistro in Burbank CA
3. Moose Tracks ice cream
Three shows I watched as a kid:
1. L.A. T-Birds roller derby!
2. Family Affair (Buffy! Jody! Cissy! Mee-ster French! Uncle Bee-yel!)
3. The Brady Bunch, of course
Three things I regret:
No regrets! I wouldn't be the person I am now.
Three things that scare me:
1. Bugs
2. most Southern California drivers
3. my elevated blood pressure
Three people that make me laugh:
1. The BFFs (especially Thursdays on the Couch with the camera out)
2. Zach in Domestic Marketing
3. most of the regs on Whose Line is it Anyway?!
Three things I hate:
1. most Southern California drivers
2. people with a (false) sense of entitlement - esp. at work
3. country music
Three things on my desk:
1. an international report which needs to be reviewed
2. bottle of water
3. 300 poster - Gerard Butler's abs. Purrr
Three things I’m doing right now:
1. this survey thing
2. perfecting my avoidance behaviours
3. breathing
Three things I’d like to do before I die:
1. buy a house
2. spend a weekend in NYC during the holiday season
3. meet George Clooney & Matthew Perry
Three things I can do:
1. rock a mini-skirt like you wouldn't believe
2. say the ABCs backwards
3. be a good friend
Three things I think you should listen to:
1. your heart
2. Seasons of Love from the RENT soundtrack (I prefer the Broadway version, but the movie version is sufficient. Just listen!)
3. Hysteria (the album) by Def Leppard
Three favorite foods:
1. garlic mashed potatoes
2. the short ribs at French 75 Bistro in Burbank CA
3. Moose Tracks ice cream
Three shows I watched as a kid:
1. L.A. T-Birds roller derby!
2. Family Affair (Buffy! Jody! Cissy! Mee-ster French! Uncle Bee-yel!)
3. The Brady Bunch, of course
Three things I regret:
No regrets! I wouldn't be the person I am now.
Monday, April 09, 2007
Well, I could get a great all-over tan...
Three weeks from today, I'll be in Hawaii. Yay me!
It occurred to me last Friday, that I do not have a bathing suit. Boo me! I'm the CATHY cartoon when it comes to bathing suit shopping. I *so* don't want to do this. But, I sorta have to. :::sniffle:::
I did some online looking today. WTC?! WHY are bathing suits $80, even $100+? WHY are tankinis the only options for plus-size girls? WHY does Newport News only offer my favorite swimsuit EVER in a hideous floral/jungle print? Why why why?! I checked out The Avenue, Torrid, Lane Bryant, Junonia, Kiyonna, Catherine's, Land's End, Newport News, Spiegel, Macy's, even Target. No bathing suit, but got 2 *great* dresses:
I did some online looking today. WTC?! WHY are bathing suits $80, even $100+? WHY are tankinis the only options for plus-size girls? WHY does Newport News only offer my favorite swimsuit EVER in a hideous floral/jungle print? Why why why?! I checked out The Avenue, Torrid, Lane Bryant, Junonia, Kiyonna, Catherine's, Land's End, Newport News, Spiegel, Macy's, even Target. No bathing suit, but got 2 *great* dresses:
But, I digress. :)
With much dread and trepidation, I opted for the tankini from Old Navy in Cassis (read: brown).
Because of my unique size/shape (6'2", plus-size), tankinis scare the crap outta me. Most are not long enough to cover my tummy and the bottoms do not come up high enough. I ordered this one in a size larger, hoping that will allow for more coverage. I'll find out in 4-7 days. I can always return...and get board shorts instead.
If that doesn't work, I could find the nude beach.
Thursday, April 05, 2007
but I still haven't found what I'm looking for
In 26 days, I will be 40. And, I must admit, am a little freaked out. OK. More than a little freaked out.
I truly expected to be in a different place than I am now. At 18, looking ahead to what 40 would be, I saw marriage and a family and a house and stability. At T-minus 26 days and counting, looking ahead to what 40 will be, I ain't seein' what I thought I would. *sigh* I really just need to reconcile the 18 year-old view with the 39 year-old reality.
My life is fantastic. Really! I have a wonderful, supportive, fun family ~ a constant source of love and laughs. My friends ~ all of them, from Orlando FL to PhilaPA to my BFFs at the Burbank Blvd. compound ~ show me every day how lucky I am, how blessed I am and how loved I am. My job is oh-so-good! My team is the best (this I know *and* I've been told again and again) ~ my boss is great, the Company is *fantastic* and the perks are stellar (c'mon, where else in this world can a girl almost get run over by Matthew Perry AND have George Swooney bump into her? No where, I tell you! No where!). In general, I'm happy. 40, looming in the headlights, is just kicking my ass and making me sad.
I've been journaling this whole "I'm turning 40 someday" thing since last year. It has forced me to take stock of what I have, what I want and who I am. Not the who I am from the 18 year-old perspective. But the true now who I am. *sigh*
I'll let ya know what I find out, when I find out.
I truly expected to be in a different place than I am now. At 18, looking ahead to what 40 would be, I saw marriage and a family and a house and stability. At T-minus 26 days and counting, looking ahead to what 40 will be, I ain't seein' what I thought I would. *sigh* I really just need to reconcile the 18 year-old view with the 39 year-old reality.
My life is fantastic. Really! I have a wonderful, supportive, fun family ~ a constant source of love and laughs. My friends ~ all of them, from Orlando FL to PhilaPA to my BFFs at the Burbank Blvd. compound ~ show me every day how lucky I am, how blessed I am and how loved I am. My job is oh-so-good! My team is the best (this I know *and* I've been told again and again) ~ my boss is great, the Company is *fantastic* and the perks are stellar (c'mon, where else in this world can a girl almost get run over by Matthew Perry AND have George Swooney bump into her? No where, I tell you! No where!). In general, I'm happy. 40, looming in the headlights, is just kicking my ass and making me sad.
I've been journaling this whole "I'm turning 40 someday" thing since last year. It has forced me to take stock of what I have, what I want and who I am. Not the who I am from the 18 year-old perspective. But the true now who I am. *sigh*
I'll let ya know what I find out, when I find out.
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