A Footnote
You would think that being a Native New Yorker I would know that the West Side Highway turns into the Henry Hudson Parkway. Still will be an adventure trying to find my way but hey...learned something new!
It gets very difficult to rise on certain days but it is a blessing to be able to get up..and fall...and get up again. It's 2011...I'm still rising. What a wonderful gift that has been given to me! Not everyone gets that chance each day. It's been a crazy path for me on the road less traveled. I'd like to think that this journey through life is making me a really good person. With each day, a new thought, new action, newness. And with each beginning...still I rise.
You would think that being a Native New Yorker I would know that the West Side Highway turns into the Henry Hudson Parkway. Still will be an adventure trying to find my way but hey...learned something new!
Today is Evan and Rae's wedding day. How exciting it must be for them. It kind of sucks that it was so nice the entire week and now it's going to literally pour rain tonight. While part of me is looking forward to their big celebration, I am not too keen on driving uptown by myself in the rain to get to the event. Even more reason why part of me is still angry at being forced to come alone to the wedding. Oh well, get through the evening and just try to get home safely right? I still can't decide which dress to wear but I have decided to definitely wear the red shoes. I love them. My very first pair of red dress shoes. I'll probably wear the brown dress and go for a Moroccan look. Wear one of the beautiful wraps I got during traveling this past April. That will make me feel extra special and forget that I actually had a date to this shindig. Sometimes I wish men could throw some good surprises my way like in the movies. It would be exciting to have a man show up at my door with flowers or call me out of the blue to say I miss you and let's go out for a really great date. Or show up at the wedding and force me to keep him in my life. But alas...that's only in the movies right? Again...a girl can dream. The interesting thing is that I don't feel like crying much anymore. How weird is that? Basically nobody calls. I'm virtually friendless and alone, and I feel fine. Is something wrong with me? Shouldn't I be curled up in my bed sobbing and unable to get up and face the world? Instead i'm thinking about taking Spanish classes and where I will be celebrating my 35th birthday at the end of the year (I can't believe how time flies).
The more I think about McCain's selection for veep, the angrier I get. It is my opinion that he chose the naive governor of Alaska because he wants to forever be associated with history...i.e. she is the first woman to be nominated on the Republican ticket. Not only that, this is already a history making election year. McCain solidified his place in history since no matter what, either Barack will win...thus becoming the first black president; or the unlikely...McCain will win thus putting the first female in the vice presidency role. He is so vain! Not even a four days after the revelation and we are finding out that Pallen's teen daughter is five months pregnant. I am sure the story will get juicer by the week! Ridiculous.