Monthly Archives: October 2011

Happy First Snow!

It’s officially Winter. I’ve got pearls on, I busted out the peacoat, oh and there’s a crap ton of snow outside!

I love the snow. I don’t like shoveling it and I sure as hell don’t like how it delays my train but it’s so beautiful. It’s just a white blanket that covers the city and makes it clean and pure for a little… until it all turns to yucky muck. But I think it’s best to focus on that short amount of time when thing’s are great.

And I apply that same concept to how I approach life. Why focus on the terrible things? Right now, I have about 80 pages to read before Monday and a memo due by 5 PM tomorrow. There are no trains running from the burbs to the city so I’m missing about 4 parties and Israeli guy and I just ended things due to being in “different places in our lives”. But it’s also my daddy’s birthday! And I just made a delicious apple cake (recipe to come later)! And I have the best family ever. So at the end of the day, I win.

Now go play in the snow New York!

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The suits

Last weekend I watched an acquaintance’s ¬†apartment while she was at work so she could finally get internet and cable installed. Her living quarters are what one might call… SUPER EFFING AWESOME OMG I WANT IT!

Sorry for that spasmtic bit of enthusiasm there. Essentially, her apartment was gorgeous. It had a full kitchen with a huge oven, fully stocked pantry (with my favorite chips!), a huge balcony overlooking the Hudson River and very well stocked liquor cabinet. The good news is that on top of all of that I got paid. And was able to spend some quality time with the Israeli Guy (although he showed up in… dare I say it? jorts. Yeah, what?).

The bad news? While I was enjoying myself, stuffing my face with cheese and crackers, sipping on some nice sauvignon blanc and gazing at the Hudson, I spilled wine on my laptop. Just fyi, that’s how my last laptop died. However, after letting it dry for a week, it’s good as new (I think) so no worries!

But, moving on to the substantive content. I did an amazing amount of travel that week. And by travel I mean, leaving the Village which is something I rarely do. Ever. Riding the subway during work hours served as a reminder of my old life and my future life. I watched the Suits get on the subway, I watched them get off the subway. I watched their eyes glaze over the other Suits, crinkle at non-Suits, and sometimes, open and close in exhaustion. I eyed the cute 20-somethings with interest while pitying the graying 40-somethings. All the while, I asked myself – Do I really want to go back to this?

I am truly happiest when I’m cooking although that is not to say that I don’t enjoy law school. I love being surrounded by so many smart people and being able to interact with them. The readings are stimulating. The opportunities are amazing. The work… sucks. And the future work will probably suck as well. Am I suffering a quarter-life crisis? I must say it’s not just me. Most of my friends at school seem to ask themselves on a daily basis, “Why am I doing this?”. So, why are we doing this?

I’m afraid the answer seems to be that we can make a lot of money in the future. Being a lawyer is prestigious. I don’t know what else to do! Are any of these good answers?

The girl I housesat for just graduated from Yale Law School. She gave me an extra set of keys to her place. You know why? She says she’s never there, she’s always at work so she wants someone to enjoy it since she can’t. Is that going to be me in three years?

Struggle. I wonder what Audrey would do in this situation. Would she soldier on knowing that not everything is easy and that hard work (and certainly work we don’t want to do) is necessary sometimes? Or would she say, go to culinary school in Paris. Open up a Bed and Breakfast.

I’m not quite sure but I know one thing for certain – she would definitely stop whining about it.

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Shana Tova – another chance

Thursday was Rosh Hashanah and being the good non-Jew, aspiring-Jew that I am, I went to services with my roommate and friend Wednesday night. As per usual, I tried to take the sermon to heart but became quickly sidetracked as we started downing drinks and Indian food at a BYOB restaurant for our Rosh Hashanah feast. I wonder, in hindsight, how is it possible that we are given so many opportunities to begin anew and continuously waste them year after year, time after time?

Rosh Hashanah is the Jewish New Year. That’ll make 3 new years I’ve celebrated this year – New Year (January 1st), Chinese New Year, and Rosh Hashanah. These holidays are starting to remind of the Monday Dieter. You know, the person who binges during the week and then proclaims that their diet starts on Monday? Why is it so hard to actually take ourselves seriously? Is it because there’s nothing or no one holding us accountable?

So far, I haven’t done anything differently. Since Thursday I have:

  • Ordered 6 lbs of chocolate chips
  • Spent almost every night with Israeli guy aka Mr. Right Now
  • Gotten obnoxiously drunk
  • Spilt wine on my laptop, subsequently breaking it

That’s just dandy, isn’t it? I think that we’ve all gotten extremely good at not holding ourselves accountable for our own actions. My dad has always said, it’s easy to control someone else, what’s difficult is controlling yourself. It’s a twisted statement but there’s so much truth to it. It’s because saying something (don’t eat that!) is so much easier than doing something (I’m going to put the cookie down).

I once read somewhere that sometimes, the key to accomplishing a goal is to not talk about it. When you talk about it, you start to feel accomplished too soon. When your friends and family (and even strangers) are like, wow, that’s so cool that you’re running every day, you get that ego boost and then don’t actually strive as hard (or at all) to accomplish it. Because, why put in the effort if people already think you’re awesome?

I’m gonna try something for the next two weeks. I’m not going to talk about how I’m trying to eat healthy, go to sleep earlier, drink less and be more productive. I’m just going to do it. I’m holding myself accountable. Well, the entire internet is too but that’s just a technicality. Anyone else willing to give it a shot?

Shana Tova friends, let’s make this one count.

Mag

BYOB Indian Restaurant (Panna II)

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