Mom & I are watching the Giants/Minnesota game, and she sees a commercial for a TV show that looks good. The commercial ends, and Mom is trying to remember what day it starts.
Mom: "Bonnie, did you get the date? Shoot!"
Me: "Mom, we're watching a DVR'd game. Rewind it."
Sunday, December 28, 2008
Holiday Travel Part I
I went completely crazy this holiday season and decided to trek all up and down the West Coast, braving the crazy flights/travel issues. And then it decided to snow. And snow and snow and snow.
I missed the big storm in New York Friday night, and managed to get my delayed flight out Saturday morning (while feeling bad for all the people sprawled out asleep throughout Newark Airport whose flights were cancelled). Not only was my flight delayed an hour, we had to stop in Kansas City to refuel (seriously) before landing, which made me miss my connecting flight. Long story short, I caught a standby to LA, getting to my Grandma Sue's only a few hours late.
My brother John met us in Cali, after a night of partying with friends and seeing Dayne Cook perform in Hollywood, and we spent the weekend with my fantastic Gma Sue. She took us out to dinners, a dueling piano bar, movies, and her bar, where she got John tipsy, and me drunk. We made it home to her place so I could pass out in peace and sleep off the booze before more traveling the next day. By the by, Rumple-something (100 proof peppermint schnapps) is fantastic and dangerous all at the same time. I've had more shots this month than I have in the past 3 years. Freakin' A.
We also stopped by my mom's parents, who haven't seen John since he was 11, and he entertained us all w/ stories of being a Private Investigator in Seattle. I tried to compete w/ stories of HR and Admin stuff, but you can guess who won that one. It was great seeing the Grandparents, and we were off to Washington.
No flight issues to Spokane, other than John declaring I talk too much to strangers (it's not my fault I sat next to a cute ex-football player on the plane!), and we passed the time mocking Mr. Encyclopedia Dad behind us (explaining to his young daughter how and why horses are neutered). Will let you know how the Spokane & Seattle portions go shortly!
I missed the big storm in New York Friday night, and managed to get my delayed flight out Saturday morning (while feeling bad for all the people sprawled out asleep throughout Newark Airport whose flights were cancelled). Not only was my flight delayed an hour, we had to stop in Kansas City to refuel (seriously) before landing, which made me miss my connecting flight. Long story short, I caught a standby to LA, getting to my Grandma Sue's only a few hours late.
My brother John met us in Cali, after a night of partying with friends and seeing Dayne Cook perform in Hollywood, and we spent the weekend with my fantastic Gma Sue. She took us out to dinners, a dueling piano bar, movies, and her bar, where she got John tipsy, and me drunk. We made it home to her place so I could pass out in peace and sleep off the booze before more traveling the next day. By the by, Rumple-something (100 proof peppermint schnapps) is fantastic and dangerous all at the same time. I've had more shots this month than I have in the past 3 years. Freakin' A.
We also stopped by my mom's parents, who haven't seen John since he was 11, and he entertained us all w/ stories of being a Private Investigator in Seattle. I tried to compete w/ stories of HR and Admin stuff, but you can guess who won that one. It was great seeing the Grandparents, and we were off to Washington.
No flight issues to Spokane, other than John declaring I talk too much to strangers (it's not my fault I sat next to a cute ex-football player on the plane!), and we passed the time mocking Mr. Encyclopedia Dad behind us (explaining to his young daughter how and why horses are neutered). Will let you know how the Spokane & Seattle portions go shortly!
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
If I make it here, I'll make it . . .
A few nights ago, I was heading home after a thing around 10 or 11pm. Had stopped at Starbucks for my fall must-have drink, pumpkin spice latte, and then decided to take the long route to the subway. As I'm wandering the streets, rocking out to my iBob, I'm contemplating life and how much I'm enjoying living in New York. It's not easy, but I love it and feel as though I'm succeeding, most of the time. I continue to mentally pat myself on the back for a few blocks until I accidentally squeeze my coffee and it squirts thru the lid right up my nose. I have to sputter and look like an idiot, trying to clean off the spill from this hot coffee up the nose and on my face, in front of a crowded restaurant. New York 1, Bonnie 0.
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
Birthday Gift
I received my birthday gift from my fabulous Aunt Tina today. She sent me an adorable dress (I'm in love with) and some lacy underwear. Now, Aunt Tina has never sent me undies before - this is something new and I think it's fun, especially since they were cute.
The sad/funny thing is I'm going to be a 27 year-old woman in a few days. My Aunt sends me underwear and I'm thankful because I have put off laundry for too long - I actually wore bright green bikini bottoms (that tie on the sides!) today under my formal business attire because I'm out of other options! I'm not quite sure whether to laugh or cry.
This does mean I can put off laundry for a few more days! Thanks Aunt Tina!
The sad/funny thing is I'm going to be a 27 year-old woman in a few days. My Aunt sends me underwear and I'm thankful because I have put off laundry for too long - I actually wore bright green bikini bottoms (that tie on the sides!) today under my formal business attire because I'm out of other options! I'm not quite sure whether to laugh or cry.
This does mean I can put off laundry for a few more days! Thanks Aunt Tina!
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Switch over
I'm switching from blogging on my myspace page to blogging here. So I posted most of my old myspace blogs and put the date of when they were originally shared w/ the world. Just to clarify the confusion! I'll blog here from now on. To all interested (hi mom!)
Moments
I saw a little girl w/ her dad on the subway. She was right inbetween child/teenager stage - about 11. She was wearing a cute white baby phat outfit and she had a purse and sneakers. But she was still acting like a kid, swinging on the pole in the subway and singing some song she knew to her dad. I thought her dad might be a bit embarrassed by his daughter singing on a crowded subway, but actually he quickly joined right in and sang along with her. It was a nice moment and fun to see this girl ending one phase in her life and just about to enbark on the next.
When I was watching Phoebs (an adorable one year old) one afternoon, we went to the park. All the other parents I talked to thought I was her mom and, since I've watched Phoebs since she was 2months, I was able to answer all the questions and play along. It was fun to play mom. Even more fun to get paid for it.
I was walking the city the other night and saw this couple a block or so ahead of me. She had a white summer dress and he was wearing a shirt and tie. They stayed ahead of me for a while, moving close together and then out again, so I was imagining how happy they were, this perfect couple on a summer's night, in front of me. I was just putting the finishing touches to their white picket fence when I got close enough to hear them. Yelling. Him "You always do that!" Her "No, I don't!" Him: "Yes, you do - listen" He proceeds to pull out his cell phone and put his saved voicemails from her on speaker so she and everyone else nearby can hear them. Her "I don't want to hear this!" Him "You have to! You f--ing have to!" They were moving close to each other to yell louder and then moving apart in anger. Good thing that fence I painted was imaginary.
When I was watching Phoebs (an adorable one year old) one afternoon, we went to the park. All the other parents I talked to thought I was her mom and, since I've watched Phoebs since she was 2months, I was able to answer all the questions and play along. It was fun to play mom. Even more fun to get paid for it.
I was walking the city the other night and saw this couple a block or so ahead of me. She had a white summer dress and he was wearing a shirt and tie. They stayed ahead of me for a while, moving close together and then out again, so I was imagining how happy they were, this perfect couple on a summer's night, in front of me. I was just putting the finishing touches to their white picket fence when I got close enough to hear them. Yelling. Him "You always do that!" Her "No, I don't!" Him: "Yes, you do - listen" He proceeds to pull out his cell phone and put his saved voicemails from her on speaker so she and everyone else nearby can hear them. Her "I don't want to hear this!" Him "You have to! You f--ing have to!" They were moving close to each other to yell louder and then moving apart in anger. Good thing that fence I painted was imaginary.
Costa Rica June 30, 2008
A recap of the fabulous vacay.
12 of us pitched in and rented a villa on the ocean in Nosara, Costa Rica, for one week. The villa was literally on the ocean, and came w/ a pool, a cook, and a house cleaner. Along w/ a lot of the local wildlife, as we came to discover.
After surviving a night of drama that only open bars and dating in NY can provide, we made it to the airport at 4AM and got two of our still drunk friends through Customs (god knows how) and let them wander the airport for an hour searching for hash browns. After a five hour plane ride, we made it to San Jose and took a shuttle bus to Nosara on the west side of Costa Rica - a small surfing, yoga community. Our villa was adorable and the rest of our friends were already there to greet us in swim suits and sun screen. Costa Rica is beautiful - it's one of the most ecologically friendy countries in the world and they are purposely not over developing the land. It's not a third world county, but it's not first world either. We all had to adjust to life w/out our cell phones, and I must admit it was tough to be separated from iBob, but I ended up loving our lack of communication to the outside world.
We played in the ocean, surfed, boogie boarded, walked to "town" to eat more food and buy souvenirs. We had the beach completely to ourselves as far as the eye could see. There was a thunderstorm one night and we lost all power for several hours - which turned out to be a blast. Some of our friends went on a deep sea fishing trip, got to see dolphins playing and caught a 35 lb fish that starts w/ a W and we all ate it for dinner that night. The rest of us were satisfied w/ the amount of animals/sea life around our villa. There were little geckos all over the ceiling/roof and bats would fly around all night, eating the bugs for us. We saw a couple monkeys in the trees nearby and more crabs than we knew what to do with. We soon learned to keep our bedroom doors closed and appointed people to crab patrol - these orange and purple guys loved the pool as much as we did. There were iguanas and birds and a local cow always nearby - it was a bit overwhelming at first, but we quickly learned to coexist and would cheer on the geckos to eat more of the bugs so they would stop eating us.
We did go on a canopy tour - a zip line - that was an adventure. We got picked up in a truck that I'm pretty sure is usually used to move cattle and endured a bumpy road to get harnessed up and then an even bumpier road that ended w/ a steep hike due to the rain from the day before making the road impassable. Once we got to the 22 mile zip line, which is seperated into 8 parts, we learned how we would be hooked onto a cable and how we would careen above the valleys and trees. I can't describe it - only that it has to be on everyone's list of things to accomplish in their life. Usually there is also a waterfall that we all get to play in, but due to the rain, it was disgustingly dirty water, and we had to pass that up. The guides amused themselves by playing practical jokes - pushing us so we would go faster, jumping out and trying to scare us as we stopped, flirting in Spanish, and making the wires bounce us up and down. I felt like my dad was w/ us, minus the flirting in Spanish :-) We did see at the end the owner of the Canopy was adding on last cable wire to the trek - that will land on his currently halfway built hotel roof so people can end the tour on the roof and enjoy a drink after the fun times. Fantastic business plan, if you ask me.
It was a week of relaxing and playing in the ocean and remembering the NY pace of life is not the only speed one can go. I also slept so much it scared my friends - apparently I was catching up on about a 4 months worth of late nights. I didn't want to come back and have reinstated that my next city to live in will definitely be somewhere like Costa Rica - relaxing under palm trees - how can a girl turn that down?
We made it back to city at 3AM, some of us drove home, others went straight to work, and I went back to open bars and NY dating drama, refreshed and w/ a very nice tan.
12 of us pitched in and rented a villa on the ocean in Nosara, Costa Rica, for one week. The villa was literally on the ocean, and came w/ a pool, a cook, and a house cleaner. Along w/ a lot of the local wildlife, as we came to discover.
After surviving a night of drama that only open bars and dating in NY can provide, we made it to the airport at 4AM and got two of our still drunk friends through Customs (god knows how) and let them wander the airport for an hour searching for hash browns. After a five hour plane ride, we made it to San Jose and took a shuttle bus to Nosara on the west side of Costa Rica - a small surfing, yoga community. Our villa was adorable and the rest of our friends were already there to greet us in swim suits and sun screen. Costa Rica is beautiful - it's one of the most ecologically friendy countries in the world and they are purposely not over developing the land. It's not a third world county, but it's not first world either. We all had to adjust to life w/out our cell phones, and I must admit it was tough to be separated from iBob, but I ended up loving our lack of communication to the outside world.
We played in the ocean, surfed, boogie boarded, walked to "town" to eat more food and buy souvenirs. We had the beach completely to ourselves as far as the eye could see. There was a thunderstorm one night and we lost all power for several hours - which turned out to be a blast. Some of our friends went on a deep sea fishing trip, got to see dolphins playing and caught a 35 lb fish that starts w/ a W and we all ate it for dinner that night. The rest of us were satisfied w/ the amount of animals/sea life around our villa. There were little geckos all over the ceiling/roof and bats would fly around all night, eating the bugs for us. We saw a couple monkeys in the trees nearby and more crabs than we knew what to do with. We soon learned to keep our bedroom doors closed and appointed people to crab patrol - these orange and purple guys loved the pool as much as we did. There were iguanas and birds and a local cow always nearby - it was a bit overwhelming at first, but we quickly learned to coexist and would cheer on the geckos to eat more of the bugs so they would stop eating us.
We did go on a canopy tour - a zip line - that was an adventure. We got picked up in a truck that I'm pretty sure is usually used to move cattle and endured a bumpy road to get harnessed up and then an even bumpier road that ended w/ a steep hike due to the rain from the day before making the road impassable. Once we got to the 22 mile zip line, which is seperated into 8 parts, we learned how we would be hooked onto a cable and how we would careen above the valleys and trees. I can't describe it - only that it has to be on everyone's list of things to accomplish in their life. Usually there is also a waterfall that we all get to play in, but due to the rain, it was disgustingly dirty water, and we had to pass that up. The guides amused themselves by playing practical jokes - pushing us so we would go faster, jumping out and trying to scare us as we stopped, flirting in Spanish, and making the wires bounce us up and down. I felt like my dad was w/ us, minus the flirting in Spanish :-) We did see at the end the owner of the Canopy was adding on last cable wire to the trek - that will land on his currently halfway built hotel roof so people can end the tour on the roof and enjoy a drink after the fun times. Fantastic business plan, if you ask me.
It was a week of relaxing and playing in the ocean and remembering the NY pace of life is not the only speed one can go. I also slept so much it scared my friends - apparently I was catching up on about a 4 months worth of late nights. I didn't want to come back and have reinstated that my next city to live in will definitely be somewhere like Costa Rica - relaxing under palm trees - how can a girl turn that down?
We made it back to city at 3AM, some of us drove home, others went straight to work, and I went back to open bars and NY dating drama, refreshed and w/ a very nice tan.
Singles Quotes "Welcome to Debbie Country" August 13, 2007
-Tell me, from a girl's point of view,what do you want from a guy?
-Well, when I first movedout here from Tucson I wanted a guy with looks, security, caring.
Someone with their own place.
Someone who said "bless you"or "gesundheit" when I sneezed
Someone who liked the samethings as me, but not exactly.
And someone who loves me.
-Tall order.
-Yeah, I scaled it down a little.
-What is it now?
-Someone who says "gesundheit, "although I prefer "bless you." It's nicer.
-Well, when I first movedout here from Tucson I wanted a guy with looks, security, caring.
Someone with their own place.
Someone who said "bless you"or "gesundheit" when I sneezed
Someone who liked the samethings as me, but not exactly.
And someone who loves me.
-Tall order.
-Yeah, I scaled it down a little.
-What is it now?
-Someone who says "gesundheit, "although I prefer "bless you." It's nicer.
New Discovery
Went on a date the other night and the handsome man sitting across the table and I were discussing movies quite peacefully UNTIL he declared a movie he liked is one that I consider to be truly the worst movie EVER created - Autumn in NY. We have a friend who chose that movie to see in the theater many years ago and he has not been allowed to pick a film since! Seriously - no exaggeration. It is known as the worst movie ever to all of us that suffered that horrible film - it connected us, like war buddies.
Now, I could have been nice, smiled and nodded, or said "Really? hmm" or something non-committal when my date who always pays for dinner was saying this. Nope - I declare loudly it truly is the worst movie EVER and the biggest waste of time/money/everything involved in the creation of that film down to the catered food. Then he adds that You've Got Mail is also good. I nearly vomited my pho back up right then and there. That might possibly be the one movie worse than Autumn in NY!
To give the guy a little credit, he likes them for their portrayal of NYC, not the acting or lack of original plot lines. So, as I'm doing my best to convince him how bad his taste is, he tells me that he is finally seeing my bitchy side. I let him know that I personally like to call it my sarcastic/stubborn side but no - the man called it as it is. Sigh. While it is the first time I've been labeled as bitchy (to my face) and I secretly am slightly proud (must be since I'm sharing this w/ y'all) I still like to think it just my sarcasm/stubborness/obviously much better taste in film side.
Now, I could have been nice, smiled and nodded, or said "Really? hmm" or something non-committal when my date who always pays for dinner was saying this. Nope - I declare loudly it truly is the worst movie EVER and the biggest waste of time/money/everything involved in the creation of that film down to the catered food. Then he adds that You've Got Mail is also good. I nearly vomited my pho back up right then and there. That might possibly be the one movie worse than Autumn in NY!
To give the guy a little credit, he likes them for their portrayal of NYC, not the acting or lack of original plot lines. So, as I'm doing my best to convince him how bad his taste is, he tells me that he is finally seeing my bitchy side. I let him know that I personally like to call it my sarcastic/stubborn side but no - the man called it as it is. Sigh. While it is the first time I've been labeled as bitchy (to my face) and I secretly am slightly proud (must be since I'm sharing this w/ y'all) I still like to think it just my sarcasm/stubborness/obviously much better taste in film side.
Norman July 13, 2007
So I guess I truly do live in NYC. We have a roach about 2 inches big (no exaggeration) living with us. I'm going to kill him as soon as I see him again but until then Norman is our third roomie. Seriously, he's so big I'm going to make him start chipping in on the rent next month. I do believe my scream pissed off all the neighbors and it took Kim (actual person - not a bug) a good 15 min to calm me down and promise that Norman wasn't going to try to kill me (or worse, crawl on me) in my sleep.
Down with the sickness July 9, 2007
So those that are/were in contact w/ me on a daily basis you know that I love to show off my bruises, bug bites, scars, wherever they might be J and tell the usually funny story of how I injured myself. I've even made others touch my huge spider bite and feel how swollen my feet are, etc. (insert wicked laugh here).
And I just realized I'm THAT woman. I'm the old woman who lists all her illnesses/wounds and symptoms and exact medication prescribed for each one. Wow. That will be my saddest thought all week . . .
New resolution #17 for 2007! I will no longer go into to details on my illnesses/battle wounds/whatever unless you are 1) My mother q) Tiffin or ") my roomie (sorry yall, but I have to whine to someone!!)
The downside of this is that all the rest of you will never know what I experienced this morning on the subway and what ALMOST happened and what DIDN'T happen or even what DID happen. No fun juicy details for the rest of the (thankful) population unless you get on your hands and knees and beg.
Suffice to say, I lived through this morning (barely) and will tell no more illness tales until that fateful day when I give birth to 8 children at once. Ewww.
And I just realized I'm THAT woman. I'm the old woman who lists all her illnesses/wounds and symptoms and exact medication prescribed for each one. Wow. That will be my saddest thought all week . . .
New resolution #17 for 2007! I will no longer go into to details on my illnesses/battle wounds/whatever unless you are 1) My mother q) Tiffin or ") my roomie (sorry yall, but I have to whine to someone!!)
The downside of this is that all the rest of you will never know what I experienced this morning on the subway and what ALMOST happened and what DIDN'T happen or even what DID happen. No fun juicy details for the rest of the (thankful) population unless you get on your hands and knees and beg.
Suffice to say, I lived through this morning (barely) and will tell no more illness tales until that fateful day when I give birth to 8 children at once. Ewww.
An Update March 18, 2007
Just as an update to y'all who are bored enough or a close enough friend to actually read this: I am truly happy. I don't know if I can get any happier. I have a stressful challenging job I am determined to prove I can succeed at, great friends and live in an amazing city I call home.
Seriously, when the weather is nice I grab a bagel and wander Central Park. For fun new bands and my absolute current love, TV on the Radio, I go party in Brooklyn w/ the ladies. I'm learning another language and slowly improving (plus there is a total cutie in my class). I can see plays such as the Coast of Utopia and watch Jennifer Ehle & Billy Crudup (sigh) & Ethan Hawke perfom on stage AND then ride the subway home w/ Jennifer Ehle sitting literally 2 feet away from me!!!!!! (made my whole month!!!!!) I'm going to the West Coast to see my friends and the new babies soon w/ plans to go back in the summer and hopefully to Australia in the fall. I don't know what I believe but I know I'm slowly figuring out my way in the world and my part in it. I still have all my gazillion goals and plans and can see myself moving towards them lately which is thrilling and keeps me on a total high.
My only negative concerns at the moment is that I desperatley need a hair cut and am not as skinny as I would like to be (darn those Ben & Jerry pints). But if that's the worst I can complain about, that is not too bad!
I'm not trying to brag or be obnoxious. And I'm not drunk either :-) I'm just happy and want all those who love me to know that so they don't have to worry about their crazy friend/family member chillin on the East coast.
Cheers!
Seriously, when the weather is nice I grab a bagel and wander Central Park. For fun new bands and my absolute current love, TV on the Radio, I go party in Brooklyn w/ the ladies. I'm learning another language and slowly improving (plus there is a total cutie in my class). I can see plays such as the Coast of Utopia and watch Jennifer Ehle & Billy Crudup (sigh) & Ethan Hawke perfom on stage AND then ride the subway home w/ Jennifer Ehle sitting literally 2 feet away from me!!!!!! (made my whole month!!!!!) I'm going to the West Coast to see my friends and the new babies soon w/ plans to go back in the summer and hopefully to Australia in the fall. I don't know what I believe but I know I'm slowly figuring out my way in the world and my part in it. I still have all my gazillion goals and plans and can see myself moving towards them lately which is thrilling and keeps me on a total high.
My only negative concerns at the moment is that I desperatley need a hair cut and am not as skinny as I would like to be (darn those Ben & Jerry pints). But if that's the worst I can complain about, that is not too bad!
I'm not trying to brag or be obnoxious. And I'm not drunk either :-) I'm just happy and want all those who love me to know that so they don't have to worry about their crazy friend/family member chillin on the East coast.
Cheers!
Shot down! January 28, 2007
So I went out w/ friends this weekend to celebrate a good friend leaving the company and going back to school (go Lauren!!) and, lightweight that I am, had a GREAT time. We OWNED a mexican bar, at one point we were all cheering each other on in a circle and everyone in the bar was either joining in or watching. It was great. We then went to another bar where I saw a cute, tall, scruffy guy and talked w/ him at the bar about trying to get the one and only bartender's attention for his pitcher and my glass of water (we agreed if I took off my shirt we would get great service). He had to leave to play darts before his team had to forfeit and didn't get his pitcher. My friends convinced me that he was quite cute and it wasn't just my beer googles. Of course, I'm not sure how good their judgement was at that point either. So I buy the pitcher, go up to the guy and while his friends stand by and stare at this drunken redhead, I declare "Either the money for the beer or your phone number - which do I get?"
And I got . . . the money. Instantly the wallet came out. Apparently a girlfriend was in the picture. Hopefully he got a good story out of it and now I don't feel so guilty for sloshing about 1/3 of the pitcher onto his shoes while trying to get his number :-)
And I got . . . the money. Instantly the wallet came out. Apparently a girlfriend was in the picture. Hopefully he got a good story out of it and now I don't feel so guilty for sloshing about 1/3 of the pitcher onto his shoes while trying to get his number :-)
I just saw Mikhail Baryshnikov!!!! Jan , 2007
I went to the NY times interview w/ Mikhail Baryshnikov this weekend and it was as amazing as I thought and hoped it to be! He was intriguing, made some great points and just discussed his ballet career and what he is doing now and what is good and bad about NY.
*He discussed what it was like coming here from Russia in '79 and how open NY was to him and kind and how thrilled he was to be working with such choreographers
*Mikhail will always be a better dancer in rehearsal than he will ever be on stage and he prefers rehearsing to performing, he gets bored doing the latter
*The reason for his new center, the Baryshnikov Center, is for young artists coming to NY. In his opinion, ballet and the arts were so amazing in the 60's and 70's because NY was so open and accepting and inviting for young artists - it was an atmosphere the arts could truly flourish in. Now he thinks that NY is much tougher, harder, and not considerate to the new artists trying to make something of themselves, let alone survive in NY at all. So there is less creativity, less amazing works, less for all to experience because the opportunities are not there. So that is the purpose of his center, to allow the young dancers coming to NY to have a place to come where they are welcome to learn and grow and experiment and perform.
It was a wonderful hour and I truly enjoyed getting to learn more about such an amazing person. The Q&A time at the end showed how inspired the audience was by him as a person and him as a dancer. We were all just in awe of this little man who is such a humanitarian.
Sunday, April 13, 2008
Bubble explanation
I used to have a bubble. It sounds weirder than it is, I swear, but the main reason I have decided to not reinstate this bubble is because i feel President Bush is living inside one as well - and that horrifies me. As well as, you know, not fully experiencing life and stuff.
In high school, sophomore year, i went through my first break up w/ a boy I really cared about. We declared our love for each other, were on the phone all the time, and had our parents drive the 40 minutes to each other's house at least twice a week. Then he dropped me and I emerged 4 months later, with no recollection of what happened or feeling sad about it. I had learned how to manipulate my mind to not remembering bad things happening, to the world or myself. Those are literally 4 months gone from my life. Anything bad coming along or happening in the news? I blocked it. I tried to watch Schindler's List, was completely bored w/ it but then had to rush to the bathroom to hurl. I wouldn't let the movie actually affect my brain but it did make me physically ill.
As a teenage girl who could get upset if her hair didn't look right, I thought this was a great way to go through life. Enjoy the good, block out the bad, and be constantly happy. My friends called it Bonnie's Bubble and spent a a majority of our friendship declaring this was not a good thing - in fact, it was a horrible thing. It took months of convincing but I did decide they were right and slowly let go of this bubble. Now when bad things happen I deal with it, suffer, and recall my suffering and sadness. Occasionally I curse my friends out for not being able to just block it all out but I know I enjoy the good times more and have a fuller life. One of those friends is still my best friend - if she can get me out of a bubble I'm not letting this girl go :-)
So this is my life sans bubble. 10 years now of accepting life the way it is and all it's downfalls and cloud 9s. I'm trying to take what I can from it and still help others, well, at least not hurt others, anyway. I have fantastic friends, an insatiable need to travel, and some great boy stories to share.
Lately I've been missing my bubble - I'm having a tough family time, boy troubles, and my friends are miserable. New York is fantastic but it is a stressful city that can wear on you. My current solution is to be out doing something every night. I'm distracting myself, having a blast, and meeting tons of great new connections/acquintances/friends/boys but I am getting short on funds. I might have to just stuff myself on hors d'oeurves at parties and stop buying food so I can continue going out and satisfy my travel cravings. NY is even tougher lately w/ the economy going down the way it is. These companies that are crashing and losing 19 billion dollars a quarter (seriously) are my company's clients and my friend's employers - they are watching their co-workers get laid off and everyone is talking about money and what's going to happen next. On the West Coast something like this didn't seem so personal, didn't hit as hard. Here I feel like I have a front row seat- it's stressful and hitting close to home. Frank sang, "If I make here, I'll make it anywhere" - this is surprisingly true. We are all so stressed and wound so tightly - there's a reason people play hard here - we need the release.
All that said, I still love NY and this is the first city I've lived in where I don't feel I have to pretend to be someone I'm not to fit in or to prove that I don't fit in. I'm comfortable and happy and am enjoying being me. Luckily my friends find me amusing, and there are so many crazies here we actually look semi-normal :-)
I am loving the amount of things to do - the options and possibilities. I was just at an Art Museum party, a fantastic dive bar, my friend's wedding dress fitting and an opera. This week I get to tutor, go to a Mets game, a black tie dinner gala, drive around Long Island or go to Boston, dinner w/ friends, and see if I can score a third date w/ a crazy boy I met (you really could do laundry on his stomach -sigh). And i wonder why I have no money.
So I'm glad I'm sans bubble but occasionally i do miss it. I miss the lack of worry, pain, and fear. I don't miss times of my life blocked out and not actually dealing with issues. I don't usually talk about this but i felt like sharing w/ my 59 closest friends, lol. Bubbles - bad. Experiencing all of life - currently kinda sucks, but in general fantastic. NY is tough but I've never felt this enriched before. It's making it hard to move on to my next city!
In high school, sophomore year, i went through my first break up w/ a boy I really cared about. We declared our love for each other, were on the phone all the time, and had our parents drive the 40 minutes to each other's house at least twice a week. Then he dropped me and I emerged 4 months later, with no recollection of what happened or feeling sad about it. I had learned how to manipulate my mind to not remembering bad things happening, to the world or myself. Those are literally 4 months gone from my life. Anything bad coming along or happening in the news? I blocked it. I tried to watch Schindler's List, was completely bored w/ it but then had to rush to the bathroom to hurl. I wouldn't let the movie actually affect my brain but it did make me physically ill.
As a teenage girl who could get upset if her hair didn't look right, I thought this was a great way to go through life. Enjoy the good, block out the bad, and be constantly happy. My friends called it Bonnie's Bubble and spent a a majority of our friendship declaring this was not a good thing - in fact, it was a horrible thing. It took months of convincing but I did decide they were right and slowly let go of this bubble. Now when bad things happen I deal with it, suffer, and recall my suffering and sadness. Occasionally I curse my friends out for not being able to just block it all out but I know I enjoy the good times more and have a fuller life. One of those friends is still my best friend - if she can get me out of a bubble I'm not letting this girl go :-)
So this is my life sans bubble. 10 years now of accepting life the way it is and all it's downfalls and cloud 9s. I'm trying to take what I can from it and still help others, well, at least not hurt others, anyway. I have fantastic friends, an insatiable need to travel, and some great boy stories to share.
Lately I've been missing my bubble - I'm having a tough family time, boy troubles, and my friends are miserable. New York is fantastic but it is a stressful city that can wear on you. My current solution is to be out doing something every night. I'm distracting myself, having a blast, and meeting tons of great new connections/acquintances/friends/boys but I am getting short on funds. I might have to just stuff myself on hors d'oeurves at parties and stop buying food so I can continue going out and satisfy my travel cravings. NY is even tougher lately w/ the economy going down the way it is. These companies that are crashing and losing 19 billion dollars a quarter (seriously) are my company's clients and my friend's employers - they are watching their co-workers get laid off and everyone is talking about money and what's going to happen next. On the West Coast something like this didn't seem so personal, didn't hit as hard. Here I feel like I have a front row seat- it's stressful and hitting close to home. Frank sang, "If I make here, I'll make it anywhere" - this is surprisingly true. We are all so stressed and wound so tightly - there's a reason people play hard here - we need the release.
All that said, I still love NY and this is the first city I've lived in where I don't feel I have to pretend to be someone I'm not to fit in or to prove that I don't fit in. I'm comfortable and happy and am enjoying being me. Luckily my friends find me amusing, and there are so many crazies here we actually look semi-normal :-)
I am loving the amount of things to do - the options and possibilities. I was just at an Art Museum party, a fantastic dive bar, my friend's wedding dress fitting and an opera. This week I get to tutor, go to a Mets game, a black tie dinner gala, drive around Long Island or go to Boston, dinner w/ friends, and see if I can score a third date w/ a crazy boy I met (you really could do laundry on his stomach -sigh). And i wonder why I have no money.
So I'm glad I'm sans bubble but occasionally i do miss it. I miss the lack of worry, pain, and fear. I don't miss times of my life blocked out and not actually dealing with issues. I don't usually talk about this but i felt like sharing w/ my 59 closest friends, lol. Bubbles - bad. Experiencing all of life - currently kinda sucks, but in general fantastic. NY is tough but I've never felt this enriched before. It's making it hard to move on to my next city!
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