Sunday, April 29, 2012

Parked.

Well its with great pleasure i can say, we have finally taken the plunge and got a proper parking spot for our car.  The inauguration was last Monday - and with mixed emotions we dropped Dumb off at the garage.

Gone are the nights of my husband gone missing for 30 minutes or longer a clip, the angst of determining the legality of a spot, "oh no, that's my spot buddy" fights (there are too many to tell), remembering "now just where did i park that car", the tickets, the late night conversations with the tow pound on west side highway that only result in more frustration and too high fines, taking the measuring tape out to be sure we are "15 feet" away from the hydrants, friendly husband/wife competitions who can get Dumb into the "tighter" spots, letting our NYC visitors experience the pleasures of repacking nightly with us, and just becoming all time champions at parallel parking….over and over and over again.

Here are the days paying monthly fees for car storage, walking 15 minutes to the parking garage, remembering to call one hour ahead to retrieve Dumb and the tips that must be paid out upon pick-up.

But here are also the days of spending a few extra hours a week doing something a little more productive - like blogging and just spending time with Yahtzee - parked here at home.
 

Saturday, April 14, 2012

For something to bloom...

Somewhere in Chelsea
I have not purposely taken a break from my blog, but its kind of turned to that way.  I appreciate all the personal notes in the three months asking for more posts and wondering why i went undercover.  I definitely have not stopped blogging, it was just a little break.

Here is my best recollection that led to my little hiatus.

It was Ash Wednesday. I was in a strange mood, kind of going through the motions of the day without putting any thought or effort into what i was actually doing. I went to a church service at Middle Collegiate Church - and the service was about, fittingly I suppose, that in order for something to bloom, something else must die. While this sounds somewhat dark, i liken it to one door closing and another opening.

Then over the next months, I started looking around me and wondering how this applies to my own life. Of course, some things are noticeable and right at the surface, others you have to look deeper in the soul. Regardless, its easy to overlook the things that might be ready for changing, but none-the-less many things are ripe for change in the name of comfort, obligation, reflection, selfishness, laziness, love, attachment, indecisiveness, spreading time too thin, not wanting to be wrong, … here are a few of the things across the spectrum that ran through my mind.


Attachment: Our beloved "Dumb" turned 200,000 on the way home from Philly.  Could this mean a new and SAFER car soon? Or better, NO car (smile).  Ok no chance, Husband already has sights on a "real car" - aka German car.





Laziness: We have been talking about decorating our little abode here for at least a year. I finally got some paint a few weeks back, but it doesn't put itself on the wall. My husband picked up a paintbrush for the first time in his life to paint our bedroom, which turned out fabulous by the way.  Could this mean less talking and more doing in the coming months, now that I have my own super mario around? Hello Boring Living Room!  


I should also mention we also bought our first major appliance, a fridge with water dispenser- only to find we need to first hook up a water line… oh SUPER!



Spreading to thin:  I had another Improve show at UCBeast with a really talented group.  All the stress of being coached was really was worth it when we are live on stage.  As much fun as it is, I am not sure I will carry on because of the time commitment - i can't play guitar, create, hit flea markets, take dance classes and be a rockstar wife all with the same gusto. Something's got to give….Could this mean I am giving up a life on the stage for a more homey lifestyle?  Maybe soon…but don't hold your breath...
After the show

oh la la
Love: Well no doubt about it that its an easy decision to spend a weekend in Flordia this little lady. Bambi was certainly a looker in her younger years, and she is just as magnificent in her 90s. Ever the storyteller, she kept us entertained with her quick wit and "advice". I am very lucky to have been able to share so many memories and laugh and sing along with Irish Eyes. 

Spending time with Bambi makes me realize that there are things to look forward to over time, like meeting later generations and retirement and travel (without blackberries)
Happy St. Patty's day birthday, Bambi









Could it mean I will learn to love the skin I am in more, rather than always raging against the machine, aka mother nature? Errrr




Reflection:  My parents came in for a visit - hurray! We did lots of fun stuff, including a comedy club (Dad got totally picked on) and a Tennessee Williams play - and a few new cuisines for the P's like Racalette and Indian.  We also went to the Freedom Tower and Reflection Pool. I have to say I was so touched by the elegance of the fountains, how they symbolized peace at a site of one of the worst atrocities in my lifetime - and the people that were honored and remembered.  While we walked around the park and tried to imagine the site prior to 9/11 and also how it will look once the rebuild is complete, I was comforted by the fact that we (as humans) have this ability to acknowledge something - in all its wonder and sadness and glory - and still have the ability to look forward.


A few of my favorite people on the planet
Makes me wonder what the things are that I will be looking forward to in the years to come, and what moments will i reflect most on?  I know for sure, these moments with my mom and dad will be top of the list for sure. I am already missing their hugs.

And you know what, 
for all the pondering in the last three months, 
something really did bloom

I am slowly getting my mojo back,
looking forward to some changes

and Springtime in NYC is perfect for delivering little reminders

Could this mean more blog postings from Dasha in the near future???
a sure YES


an e10th st doorstep