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Summer 2013 To-Do List
Ever since the weather started getting warmer (then colder, then HOTTER, then COLDER again and then finally HOT), I’ve been keeping a list of things I want to do this summer. Some I’ve never done, some are limited time only, and some I’ve been meaning to get to for years. I can’t wait to get…
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Letting Go
Letting go is terrifying in trapeze and in life. I like to plan, obsess, mull, and muse. I keep my “Rolodex of Shame” well stocked and handy at all times. I need to know what I’m doing. I plan what salad dressing I’ll use for dinner before I leave work! And between this blog and…
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Only Music
My Current Play Loop by MeghanSara on Grooveshark “I Feel Pretty” – West Side Story: Yeah, take that, Miss America, I’m freaking GORGEOUS. This song makes me feel light and happy and reminds me to love myself. “Sugar” – The Orion Experience: As if I don’t hear enough candy songs during the day at work? …
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My Life Lately, in Pictures
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Dear Readers
Dear my small and mighty few, Thank you for following me. Thank you for living alongside me. Thank you for being the one-sided pen-pals that we are – I send my missives and musings out into the ether, and you listen to me. You stand to gain nothing, and yet you cleave to me. Thanks…
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Dazzling Firecracker
Whenever I feel self-doubt, sadness, or worthlessness, I remember my one-and-only theatre review from a performance of The Master Builder from two years ago. the famous final lines of The Master Builder, which I’d always dreamed of uttering Playing Hilda Wangel had been a dream of mine for a decade. Getting the part, speaking the…
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Pick Only Three
Today’s prompt is to pick my top three worst traits. ONLY THREE???Ignoring my insecurities which you already know about, and taking a positive tack on this (because it’s been a rough week, obvs), here are my top three worst traits: I care too much I obsess over the details and work myself into nervous frenzies…
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My Happy Place
What does it even mean, “happy place”? People will tell you when you’re upset, angry, or stressed, to “go to your happy place.” Today, I realized that my “happy place” has been right in front of me all along. Broadway from 72nd to 116th Streets. It’s about an hour-long walk, and who are you to…
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New York Doesn’t Heart You Back
My first response upon seeing this headline: Went a little something like this: In case you didn’t know this from reading my blog, tourists are awful, awful people. They treat locals rudely, and treat the city like Disneyland. Excuse me, but this is a real-life place, not some made-up Narnia. Stopping in the middle of…
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Forgiveness
I had a dream a few weeks ago that left me feeling devastated. I dreamed I called off my wedding the day it was to happen. I couldn’t go through with it, it didn’t feel right. I looked into the eyes of the man I supposed I would marry, and said, “Please don’t hate me,…
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Me And My Cinnamon Shadow
I have always been … creative. I don’t remember the story very well, because I was very young. So very young – so feel free to chime in, mom! – that this story has been told to me instead of remembering it personally. The long and short of it is, when I was but a…
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Dreams Come True
I know you’re thinking, “How old is she, 12?” Nope, 21. Moving on. This is my favourite photo of myself not just because it’s one of the only photos I feel I look honestly pretty in, or because I believe I am genuinely happy, or because being genuinely happy in the photo makes me honestly…
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Try A Little Tenderness
A day ago, I was having an emotional heart-to-heart with a friend of mine who was complimenting me. It made me uncomfortable while it thrilled me, and he said aloud: “You have terrible self-esteem.” Being told you have low self-esteem (and that it shows) does the opposite of fixing your low self-esteem, FYI. In the…
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Ten Things That Make Me Happy
1. Candles 2. Walking 3. Adrenaline 4. Coffee 5. Ugly dogs 6. Putting makeup on in the morning 7. Scrubbing my makeup off at night 8. Falling asleep to music 9. Singing along 10. New York City
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Like A Kid Again
I miss everything I used to hate about being a kid. When you’re little, someone cooks ALL your food for you. And if you were anything like me, you hated it. I put up such a fuss over eating basically anything. I hated dinner so much that I gave up eating meat altogether when I…
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Call It A Talent
Today’s Blog Every Day prompt is to sell yourself in 10 words or less. I did it in 9. I know I’ve said it before, but it bears repeating:
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…Only I Didn’t Say “Fudge”….
I am afraid of peanut butter fudge. Rather, I am afraid of saying “peanut butter fudge.” Let’s back up. I have the easiest job ever. My job is to smile and hand out free candy. Like Halloween, only for nine hours at a time standing on your feet up and down stairs. Okay, not so…
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I See Dead People (Maybe)
I spent most of a rainy morning practicing my newest ghost tour route down in Lower Manhattan. The rain really made the experience, I gotta tell ya. Nothing like getting your route map and notes soggy while you bump through streets crowded with tourists! But, I wouldn’t do anything differently. I already can’t wait to…
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The Five Scariest Moments in Trapeze
The scaffolding on top of the building? That’s the trapeze school! 1. Climbing the 20 foot tall ladder to get to the platform – exacerbated by the fact that the trapeze structure sits on the roof of a building, making you three stories and 20 feet high in the air. 2. With your toes over…
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Currently…in May 2013
Feeling: Anxious for summer. After this brutal week of lots of work (and still being sore from trapeze), next week I will have a much easier schedule. I can’t wait to buy groceries at a regular store! Watching: Don’t judge me – Hole in the Wall. By the time I get home from work, I…