"There is still no cure for the common birthday." ~John Glenn
"However sweet the spotlight, delicious the cake, and splendid the presents, a birthday is a reminder that time is passing, that this day -- this us -- will never come again."
Today is my 22nd birthday. I feel so very lucky. I read over the past few desperate entries of mine and am pleased to announce that lots of the yuckiness has passed. I have had a blessed week and I am in a very beautiful place right now. Church is healing. Prayer is healing. My friends are healing creatures. Amazing.
I took off work yesterday because my headshots were moved up last minute! I was there from noon until 7 pm. Yes. A seven-hour photo shoot. It was pouring rain outside so it was nice to be indoors HOWEVER the commute in and out of the city was horrendous. The best thing about yesterday was peeling off my sopping jeans, pulling on comfy sweatpants and collapsing into bed. I will receive the contact sheets next week. I have about 1,000 photographs of myself to go through. I feel a headache coming on just thinking about it...
But I am very pleased. The photographer was just such a kindred spirit and she really got to know me and looked right into my soul. She said some things yesterday that I will forever keep in my heart. She made me believe that anything was possible. (And then asked if I wanted a job...but that's another story...)
Lucky for me, the work I missed yesterday is piled up on my desk. To escape the madness, I treated myself to soup from Panera. Ah. I love soup.
I came home from the city last night to find a birthday package on my table from Troy. I decided to save it for tonight. We barely speak for weeks at a time and yet he is as close to me as anyone could ever be. I can't wait to see what's inside!
I also received two cards from Tom which are so hilarious they deserve to be scanned and posted.
Dan took me out on Saturday night. I had a cosmopolitan on an empty stomach which I am still recovering from. Slightly tipsy and ranting about love, life and relationships, Dan and I stumbled around til coming across an Italian restaurant in Hell's Kitchen that he knew well. I promptly stuffed myself w/ asparagus and homemade spinch fettucine noodles. All was right with the world.
I've also had the privilege of being taken out to dinner by an old college buddy! (Is it too soon to say that? Haaa.) Haven't seen him in years. We went to a place called the "Chat N' Chew". Best macaroni and cheese of my life, I'm pretty sure. He is such a beautiful face and such a silly lovely person. It had been way too long. (Why are all my posts about food?)
Easter was lovely but the family can be overwhelming. My sister and I eventually escaped, changed into sweatpants and sneakers and went for a long walk around the Massapequa suburbs. We did seven jumping jacks at every stop sign. I am so blessed; my sister has "grown" into a darling young woman--funny, smart, confident and goofy.
I went to confession on Saturday for the first time in years. Recently, Lindsay posted a beautiful entry about her experience going to confession and I feel inspired to do the same. I would write it out now but with the details and images of it, I think I might ramble on for awhile. I'll save it for another post.
And so! Tonight the family is cooking me up some SHRIMP and pasta and I'm thoroughly excited. I have to teach two piano kids tonight but after I come home, we're having CAKE! And of course, it's just the way I want it--white cake with vanilla-with-the-little-candies-in-it icing. It's been a long year.
Tumultuous.
But I'm surviving. Thank you all for your concern about my previous posts. Sorry they were so bleak. I'm on the road to wellness and I'm very thrilled about it. Spring is finally showing it's lovely face and the walks during my lunch hour become more and more relaxing.
Oh! I almost forgot that I got myself a present too, in honor of turning the lovely 22. It's been in preparation for the past three months.
I have officially lost ten pounds.
Bring on the cake.
Happy Birthday Laura.
Today is my 22nd birthday. I feel so very lucky. I read over the past few desperate entries of mine and am pleased to announce that lots of the yuckiness has passed. I have had a blessed week and I am in a very beautiful place right now. Church is healing. Prayer is healing. My friends are healing creatures. Amazing.
I took off work yesterday because my headshots were moved up last minute! I was there from noon until 7 pm. Yes. A seven-hour photo shoot. It was pouring rain outside so it was nice to be indoors HOWEVER the commute in and out of the city was horrendous. The best thing about yesterday was peeling off my sopping jeans, pulling on comfy sweatpants and collapsing into bed. I will receive the contact sheets next week. I have about 1,000 photographs of myself to go through. I feel a headache coming on just thinking about it...
But I am very pleased. The photographer was just such a kindred spirit and she really got to know me and looked right into my soul. She said some things yesterday that I will forever keep in my heart. She made me believe that anything was possible. (And then asked if I wanted a job...but that's another story...)
Lucky for me, the work I missed yesterday is piled up on my desk. To escape the madness, I treated myself to soup from Panera. Ah. I love soup.
I came home from the city last night to find a birthday package on my table from Troy. I decided to save it for tonight. We barely speak for weeks at a time and yet he is as close to me as anyone could ever be. I can't wait to see what's inside!
I also received two cards from Tom which are so hilarious they deserve to be scanned and posted.
Dan took me out on Saturday night. I had a cosmopolitan on an empty stomach which I am still recovering from. Slightly tipsy and ranting about love, life and relationships, Dan and I stumbled around til coming across an Italian restaurant in Hell's Kitchen that he knew well. I promptly stuffed myself w/ asparagus and homemade spinch fettucine noodles. All was right with the world.
I've also had the privilege of being taken out to dinner by an old college buddy! (Is it too soon to say that? Haaa.) Haven't seen him in years. We went to a place called the "Chat N' Chew". Best macaroni and cheese of my life, I'm pretty sure. He is such a beautiful face and such a silly lovely person. It had been way too long. (Why are all my posts about food?)
Easter was lovely but the family can be overwhelming. My sister and I eventually escaped, changed into sweatpants and sneakers and went for a long walk around the Massapequa suburbs. We did seven jumping jacks at every stop sign. I am so blessed; my sister has "grown" into a darling young woman--funny, smart, confident and goofy.
I went to confession on Saturday for the first time in years. Recently, Lindsay posted a beautiful entry about her experience going to confession and I feel inspired to do the same. I would write it out now but with the details and images of it, I think I might ramble on for awhile. I'll save it for another post.
And so! Tonight the family is cooking me up some SHRIMP and pasta and I'm thoroughly excited. I have to teach two piano kids tonight but after I come home, we're having CAKE! And of course, it's just the way I want it--white cake with vanilla-with-the-little-candies-in-it icing. It's been a long year.
Tumultuous.
But I'm surviving. Thank you all for your concern about my previous posts. Sorry they were so bleak. I'm on the road to wellness and I'm very thrilled about it. Spring is finally showing it's lovely face and the walks during my lunch hour become more and more relaxing.
Oh! I almost forgot that I got myself a present too, in honor of turning the lovely 22. It's been in preparation for the past three months.
I have officially lost ten pounds.
Bring on the cake.
Happy Birthday Laura.
