Bitch Citation: New Years 2012

Sequin dress. Apothic Red. Wine. Nathan. Josh. Hope. Dancing. Sassy Anns. Old North. Kyle. That fateful glass (half full) of Water.

Reasons for my Behavior.

-It seemed like a good idea.

- I forgot.

-Someone else made me.

- It just happened.

 

* This note represents my public awareness that my words or actions in some way upset, hurt, or otherwise alienated you. In light of this understanding…. I WILL do it again.

 

xoxo. Happy New Year.

Christmas in Knoxville.

Now that I have moved all of my possessions out of my sublet and into two suitcases that are now stashed in my office’s storage closet. Megabus trip back to Knoxville. 2 beers. + Tylenol PM.

I arrive back Christmas Eve.

Family. Love. Home….

 

* Important moments over Christmas break include but are not limited to…

Christmas Eve dinner with my entire extended family

Christmas morning coffee

Watching The Help with my great grandmother.

Sleeping

a typical Wednesday night… 12 hour pub crawl

a trip with my parents and sister to Gatlinburg, TN.

The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo movie night with my sister

Running in the rain at Lakeshore Park| Mental Health Hospital

Drinks at Public House….every night.

Dinner at Calhoun’s on the River

 

Homeless

So this is the blog entry I need to write to explain to any future New Yorkers planning on making the move. Craigslist and online housing set-ups are a 50-50% on finding a terrible living situation.

And I found that I was in the unlucky 50% who eneded up with a crazy roommate.

I lost $500.00 due to cleaning needs….

I asked EVERYONE I met in New York…is that normal? AND EVERYONE I asked responded. You just got scammed.

Now…I am homeless.

Harry Potter PART 3

I woke up Sunday morning, thinking all of Saturday was a dream. Church. Brunch and the Beach.

I lost track of the time, like so many do on vacation. And as quickly as I had arrived, I once again was headed back to the airport. The sun set across the vast Florida sky.

The trip, even if short, was a testament to the importance of travel for me. For friends, and for a breath of fresh air.

Again on the plane I see families and couples wearing Mickey Mouse ears and everyone has a little bit more of a pep in their step.  I smile as I close my eyes. I am wearing all black and preparing for the cold that awaits me.

I skim my iPhone photostream. Moments of joy captured in time.

Harry Potter PART 2

The epic day begins with breakfast at Jimmies. Southern food. I asked for a biscuit, eggs, bacon. We drive to Universal studios and are hoarded like cattle into the concrete towers called parking garages. We blast Kanye West and Jay-Z. Anticipation rises like a child Christmas night. I want to open the car door and run. I however patiently wait till the car is turned off….to run.

Butterbeer. Not the frozen kind. Tastes like cream soda and butterscotch glory. The snow capped dormers of Hogsmeade glisten in the sunshine. Once within the spell limits I was able to visit  Zonkos, Dervish and Banges, the Owl Post, Ollivander’s Wand Shop, The Three Broomsticks, and Honeydukes Sweetshop.

I withheld the desire to buy a chocolate frog and instead decided to muster up the courage to face the Hungarian Horntail and Chinese Fireball in the dueling dragons of the Triwizard Tournament.

The day was truly magical.

We somehow ended up at Epcot in Disney before making it back to dinner.

Harry Potter PART 1

I have decided that I can not wait any longer till Christmas break to be with friends and family. SO, I am making a much needed trip to Orlando FL to visit Harry Potter World.

This has been a dream of mine since I was in middle school. Since the first chapter when introduced to Harry Potter and his friends Ron and Hermione I have been enthralled and secretly wishing I was part of this Wizarding world.

Not only was the 70 degree weather much appreciated but the escape from New York’s cold weather and somewhat hostile environment. Once on the plane I felt I was already on vacation. Children drill anxious parents about the odds of meeting Mickey Mouse and begging for a chance to go to the beach. The three-hour straight flight was so fast. I only carry my small backpack and run to see one of my friends past baggage claim.

Almost instantly I am hit by the heat and humidity and am aware of my unsightly appearance in Florida. I am reminded I no longer need to wear my all black assemblage and heavy coat. The night air is clear and my friend arrives perfectly on time.

Whisked away I am again aware of the clear night sky uninterrupted by light pollution.

We are able to roll the windows down and blast music.

Florida is beautiful. It’s interesting to note that I feel it’s the middle of summer. The only reminders of the season are the wreaths and holiday lights that adorn the houses we drive by.

 

Jack

Per usual I made my way onto an overcrowded subway this morning. Feeling a bit homesick and looking forward to Christmas break I was pleasantly surprised to see the new ad displayed throughout the entire train.

Like a beacon of light shinning on this dreary morning, I read, Jack Daniels Tennessee Whiskey.

Come home to celebrate the holidays…

MMJ

Tonight I crossed paths with Madison Square Garden, the largest venue in NYC.

Music- My Morning Jacket.

Favorite Song(s): One Big Holiday and Mahgeeta.

 

A New York City Tradition.

35 floors = multiple stops, awkward moments in the elevator and silence, piercing and echoing off the reflective walls. I am now able to start small talk in the elevator of my building. “Isn’t is starting to feel like December?” People here smile and nod. Most respond. Engage in conversation. Much appreciated human interaction.

“Finally- winter has arrived.”

And with its arrival of cold winds and rain I arrive at my office at 9AM most days now, disheveled and breathing like I just ran a race.

Here in the office we are starting to receive baked goods, candy, fruit, and cheeses. Everyday the office manager puts out the holiday treats in the kitchen and within five minutes the entire office has meandered into the common space with an inconspicuous attempt to get a little piece of the holiday calories.

On Thursday a new friend of mine suggested that her and I go to George Balanchine’s The Nutcracker at Lincoln Center the next evening for a classic night out in New York City.

I was immediately excited to participate in an annual New York tradition, since I failed at the Rockefeller Christmas Tree Lighting.

The New York City Ballet has performed The Nutcracker every Christmas season since 1954, with more than 1700 performances.  I was so excited to see the David Koch Theater, experience the music of Peter Tschaikovsky and the exquisite sets of Rouben Ter-Arutunian.

The evening began with picking up the tickets and walking across the street to P.J. Clarke’s at Lincoln Square for a cocktail and conversation. Walking around Lincoln Center was like falling into my architecture textbooks. Being able to walk around, experience and see the interaction of the people solidifies my happiness and confirms my choice of profession.

Transforming Lincoln Center

Once inside, I hear my high heels across the marble floors. I look at the people filtering into the theater dressed up and ready for the weekend, ready for the ballet.

The ballet is beyond words. Seeing the iconic moments like a on-stage snow storm, a Christmas tree that grows from twelve feet to forty feet in seconds, a giant mice battle, candy canes jumping through hula hoops, the Sugarplum Fairy with her million pirouettes, and a “flying sleigh” that carries Marie and her prince twenty feet in the air.

I just like to smile, smiling’s my favorite.

This morning I joined ten of my friends at 8 AM at Father’s Heart Ministries to give a little back to the community this holiday season. We volunteered at a local food pantry and soup kitchen. One of the best experiences so far in New York City.

Side Note: SantaCon 2011 was also today. 50,000 white-bearded Santas walking around New York for a very popular pub-crawl. Probably one the funniest sites in New York City so far.

I am a cotton-headed ninnymoggins!