[note: I wrote this post in November of 2010…but we close on our new house today/move on friday and while packing up boxes over the weekend, I couldn’t help but reminisce on the good times we had in this space. I am reblogging this post because it pretty well captures the living we did here. }
We love this place.
We love our records and books and dunnys and computers.
We listen to music all the time. Husband is the house DJ, but takes requests if I ask kindly and doesn’t mind when I sing along.
We like things tidy. Usually.
I do the dishes and he is in charge of laundry. We share the bed-making duties
We get overly excited about the small stuff, like Tivod episodes of “How I Met Your Mother” and rolls of super absorbent paper towels.
Our place smells good. It smells like us.
Running out of propane for the grill is a constant fear [it happened once, the night before a dinner party]
but even if we did, it wouldn’t be that big of a deal…
we live above a grocery store [not to mention, the sushi restaurant down the street has our credit card on file]
Most nights we eat on our knees around the coffee table, even though we have a perfectly lovely dining table just a few feet away.
We could use more space [who couldn’t], but having our own bathrooms makes things manageable. His & Her’s bathrooms, one of life’s greatest luxuries.
Our view make us smile, but the way the silverware drawer opens directly into the oven handle drives us both insane
and Husband is convinced our apartment floors are at angle [i think it is his imagination]
We complain about the cable bill and electric bill but know that neither are really all that bad. At least we don’t have to pay for our water.
We have reserved spots on the couch, but switch sides of the bed every few weeks. I am not sure why.
We make-up stories about the neighbors who live behind the windows we can see from our own. We both seem to like that game.
We talk a lot
but are quiet a lot too.
Boring nights in are our favorite. Even when they are actually sort of boring.
5 Reasons I am pretty sure tomorrow is going to be one for the record books...
1. Tomorrow at 3:00, we find out if we are having a baby boy or baby girl!!
Take the anticipation you feel the night before Christmas/Your Wedding/And the Opening Day of College football…roll it all up into a bundle of enthusiasm….and that doesn’t even come close to capturing how excited we are to find out about our nugget!
But that isn’t all. It seems as if the universe has aligned to bring me what can only be described as my DREAM DAY:
2. Thursday morning is Take your Child to Work Day! I have been looking forward to bringing my someday-child to work with me since my dad first brought me into the office with him when I was just a little squirt and gave me free-reign over the copy machine.
3. Top Chef Contestant/ Sous Chef at Moto is coming to the office tomorrow afternoon to do a Cooking Demo: How to make Ice Cream with Liquid Nitrogen! I met Chef Richie Farina at the Zagat Party a few weeks ago and asked him to come in to do a talk at my office….
Just like that, we had a demo on the books!
(Worth Noting: How cool is it that I work for a company that gives me free reign to do things like invite chefs/reality stars to come in and make us dessert just because!)
4. Simon & I were invited to the Habberdash Look Book release party featuring chefs from around Chicago. Sometimes attend these fashion/food things that are way fancier than we are…but who am i to turn down a night with great chefs in even nicer threads!
5. My p’s will be out of town, so there will be no big gender reveal party on Thursday night, instead Simon & I are going to take advantage of having a babysitter and have our own little celebration in our favorite corner of the city…
you know where I’m talking about, The Office (not my office, THE office)
Instead of sipping Tequila cocktails in the speakeasy, we will be ordering their legendary Ice Cream Sundae for two.
Chocolate or Caramel… Boy or Girl… It is bound to be a day and night we won’t soon forget.
It was a gorgeous spring day (cool, but sunny). The type of day where you could easily spend all afternoon outside. Which is pretty much what we did.
Hazel gladly tagged along for the Record Store Day activities and a Food/Walking Tour we took through Bucktown. She was such a little urban-baby trooper that we decided she totally earned some “run-free” time. Ellie, Simon, Haze and I walked over to wicker park (the actual park, not just the neighborhood) and played. hard.
People sometimes ask for tips of maintaining some semblance of work/life balance… My advice is usually this: enjoy the hell out of the time you do have together.
Here are some shots of us following that very advice. Like I said, Saturday was a really fun day. One of the best I have had in ages.
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“Instead of saying “I don’t have time” try saying “it’s not a priority,” and see how that feels. Often, that’s a perfectly adequate explanation. I have time to iron my sheets, I just don’t want to. But other things are harder. Try it: “I’m not going to edit your résumé, sweetie, because it’s not a priority.” “I don’t go to the doctor because my health is not a priority.” If these phrases don’t sit well, that’s the point. Changing our language reminds us that time is a choice. If we don’t like how we’re spending an hour, we can choose differently.”—
Today at work, my director gave our team a pep-talk of sorts. We have some aggressive goals ahead of us this quarter….tough goals…the type of goals that are going to require a lot of very smart people to put in some very hard work.
After laying out the challenges we face and the proposed path forward, he said something that totally landed for me. He said:
Easy is for other people. We do hard.
Now, I have been on the giving/receiving end of corporate “go-team” talks more times than I can count… (talks that have been met with varying degrees of success) But this was one of the most impactful soundbites I have ever heard…the type of motivation that hit home at the core of who I am as an employee/person.
I love nothing if not a good challenge.
So it looks like this quarter will be filled with hard(er) work and hard(er) choices (not to mention more nights/weekends at the office) but there is a sense of satisfaction in knowing that come June, regardless of the outcome, we will be able to say, we gave it our all.
Easy is for Other People (….and Queue the theme from Rocky!)
“when i started, women kept saying they liked the shoes but they couldn’t run in them. it drove me crazy, so i thought today i will watch how many people are running and i went all round paris and no one was running. don’t reject a shoe because you can’t run in it. it’s ok not to run.”—
There is a picture of me and Chris standing in front of Lincoln Center… It was snapped just a couple of months after I had moved to NY. It was a really warm night and swing-dancers filled the square, we were on a walk (on our way back to hell’s kitchen after seeing a documentary on the upper west side, perhaps) It was the first time I had seen Lincoln Center in person. Breathtaking!
We asked a stranger to take our picture The moment captured was better than the photo itself, I think (I can’t be sure though because the photo has long since been lost. That was several hard-drives ago)
I knew that night Chris would be a forever friend.
Today is Chris’s birthday and he has been in my thoughts since the moment I woke up. There was the hushed rendition of Happy Birthday sung awkwardly into my desk phone…and the onslaught of bday wishes delivered via every (reasonable) medium imaginable.
I spent some time remembering so joyfully the extravaganzas (birthday or otherwise) of years past.
But there was something else too… An unsettling feeling of guilt over the fact I am not a more present friend. 700 miles between us New jobs, relationships, children (life, you know)…… and our stretches of quiet have grown longer. Friendship takes some effort and I’d like to make some (to borrow a line from a note he once sent me).
Let’s keep being in each other’s lives.… (along with the parade of people who have and will join us along the way) this year and the next and all the way until we are the oldest people in the theatre.
"i’ve always loved intelligent girls, no matter how they look, to be able to hold a conversation with someone is so important. the moment someone acts dumb, i lose interest. i think about the subtext and layers of a person when i design. i design for someone who has interest in the space around her, who is aware of her relationship with the world, someone a little evolved, a little concerned. i think putting more women in power will help solve a lot of problems in the world.
it troubles me that the media celebrate women acting like bimbos on tv — it’s not cute, it’s ridiculous.”