~*SiNgLe && LoViN iT*!

As much as I am looking forward to being home for the holidays, there’s one thing I’m dreading. The questions from family/friends always begin with “What’s it like living in New York City?” or “Do you think you’ll stay?” …  then slowly turn into “How is your job going?” and “That real estate market in New York is crazy, huh?” … and always funnel down to the real point of conversation “So, are you seeing anybody?” or “Anyone special in your life?”

“Are you in a relationship?” It’s a yes or no question, but it never seems like one word will suffice. I’ve been single (or a least, not in a serious relationship) for the good majority of my life, and people have opinions about it. People will always have opinions. I didn’t meet my soul mate in high school. I didn’t meet my soul mate in college. The industries I’ve worked in since graduation are predominantly saturated with gay men. Also, I hate dating. These aren’t excuses, they’re facts. I’ve had boyfriends. I’ve gone on dates. I’ve had casual flings. Do you see me bringing someone home for the holidays? Do you see a ring on it? Nothing’s worked out. It’s Christmas day and the great woes and tragedies of my love life aren’t necessarily the things I feel like talking about right now, that cool?

I think one of the main reasons the question frustrates me so much, is because I will never be a person who is defined by my romantic relationship. I don’t fault you if you are, but that just isn’t me. I am defined by my beliefs and my morals and my successes. I moved to New York City when I was 21 — jobless, homeless, near penniless and by myself — to begin my career. Two and a half years later, I have so much more than I would have ever imagined — I have a life here — and I’m still nowhere near finished. I have a wonderful full-time job, I write this blog, I am member of an amazing women’s volunteer organization, I take writing and comedy classes, I’m working on a script, I work out, I sleep, I socialize with friends, I sometimes force myself to date. I’m nowhere near ready to settle down and have kids. I may never be ready to settle down and have kids. I’ve always been restless, driven and independent. When you add in a backdrop of the concrete jungle that never sleeps filled with the most ambitious people in the world, I thrive. And if you’ve known me for twenty-four years, you should know this too.

I guess what I’m trying to say is no, I don’t have a boyfriend. No, I don’t have a girlfriend, either. I’m single, but I have a fulfilling life. Ask me about my improv classes. Ask me about getting to see Joy Behar or Lena Dunham or Seth Meyers. Ask me about what it’s like to be one of the top Consultants in my industry. These are all questions I would welcome and love to answer. *End rant*

A Blue Christmas Playlist

If you follow me on any sort of social media, or like, ya know, read this blog, you know I’ve been struggling with getting into the holiday spirit. That’s a hot and cold relationship I’d prefer not to have. So to prove to you, my loyal and concerned readership (and not myself at all), that I AM TRYING, here’s the playlist I’ve disciplined myself to play from here on out – through the remainder of the holiday season. Halls WILL be decked and bells WILL be jingled, dammit!

  1. Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays, *NSync
  2. The Christmas Song, Nat King Cole
  3. Because It’s Christmas album in entirety, Barry Manilow (shut up)
  4. Little Drummer Boy/Peace on Earth, Bing Crosby & David Bowie
  5. Merry Christmas Darling, The Carpenters
  6. Last Christmas, Wham! (shut up again)
  7. Happy XMas (War is Over), John Lennon
  8. Santa Claus is Comin’ to Town, Bruce Springsteen
  9. My Only Wish, Britney Spears
  10. All I Want for Christmas is You, Mariah Carey

Well, that was embarrassing. Two weeks left for this Grinch/Scrooge Combo to get on Buddy the Elf’s level. Can it be done??

Holiday Collage

Friendskuhgivvakwanzturkeyjewjesusmas Recap

I KNOW. I know. But I’m back and I haven’t mass murdered the employees of Verizon Wireless so that’s really all that matters, right? We’re going to pretend that I’m publishing this in a timely matter that’s consistent with everyone else’s Turkey Day recaps because it’s my world blog so just go with it. Please & thanks.

To say I had THE BEST THANKSGIVING EVER, would actually be putting it lightly. I’m serious. As per my last post, my good friend Jordan (whom I’ve known since pre-Mrs. Divish second grade) decided to check the Macy’s Parade off her Bucket List and spend her holiday running around Manhattan in two layers of athletic pants, drinking Starbucks’ Christmas Blend and attempting to keep me away from drowning my sorrows in carbohydrates. Two out of three ain’t bad.

Alongside freezing our toes off for six hours on Central Park West, we spent the rest of her time here brunching on the Upper East Side, window shopping on 5th Ave., black Friday shopping downtown, counting 13 abandoned broken umbrellas due to terrifying weather, cooking for and attending a wonderful Friendsgiving in the Heights, watching Elf, visiting the lighting of the Christmas tree at South Street Seaport, and drinking too many Brooklyn Lagers. I had an absolute blast during the three days she visited, and I’m so thankful I was able to be a part of her first New York City experience.

And now, for the fuzzy cell phone pictures!

Thanksgiving 10

 

Thanksgiving Collage 1

Thanksgiving Collage 3

Thanksgiving 3

Thanksgiving Collage 4