Bigger than a ruler!

Too much, far too much to share. Over the past few days I had the lovely pleasure of a visit from my Italian, Guyanese, Arab, British, American, Indian, Latino, Canadian girlfriends Avni and Renu.

Why is it that each weekend I spend with these girls feels as though I've spent it with family. Sigh, I miss living near eachother. Thanks for the visit. It was great except for the flying liquid from the roof part ;)

Proof of our debauchery can be found here.

Standing in line to see the show tonight

and there's a light on...

What a great day! Beer, grass, burritos and a boat trip along manhattan. I made it through, almost thought I wouldn't, after the 7th round. Even after seeing one of my favorite bands live....entering through the "over 30" entrance was still the highlight.

You are not alone...

Okay, cheesy song aside this is how I've been feeling lately. From "girls being girls" night with Suzanne, reading Bea's blog, msn chats with Renu to late night calls from Amy. Everyone is searching for something. For love, for direction, for a career, for relief, for recognition...for sanity.

Life is good right now but what is good enough. I keep circling around and around this point, every couple of months I regress back to thoughts of being too comfortable, taking things too easy and about the footprint I want to leave on this planet, which right now seems to only include alot of wine and beer. Where did it go, the drive to do something and be someone admirable? Frustration. The day to day is too easy to get caught up in...dinner plans, party plans, vacation plans, work plans, shopping plans...I need to get my car serviced, laundry needs to be done and I must go to the dentist...these things are more than enough to fill up one's mind. When I focus on myself, who I want to be and meaning more to the world, I let the day to day fall aside and never have clean clothes or clean cups.

I know the solution lies in more action less thinking, the nature of which I'm not sure of just yet. All I know is that I'm more than who I am today.

What's making me happy right now...

The e-ticket to see the Chilli Peppers on Saturday that is waiting in my inbox to be printed. Lola...I like Lola alot. Running into familiar people on the streets of Hoboken. Getting mail that is not bills. Having my own dishes to wash. Flashing ice cubes. The perfect french manicure. Rainy days with Roma. Birthday flowers. Only a three hour time difference to Amy. Being happy to be 26. Law and Order re-runs. The end of the heat wave. My new computer at work. Sleeping through the night. Surprise calls from old roommates (or bosses/friends/etc). Feeling genuinely excited about the engagements of others. My happy toes.

Its my birthday, want my number ;)

It is great to be back home. Even better to have a party for me and Roma on the first weekend back. Far too long since I'd seen everyone, still alot of people to catch up with, but I'm on it

The birthday girls...

Saturday was perfect - a mani/pedi with Dorota in the morning, followed by some serious shopping (check out the matching shoes and toes):

Old friends, new friends, long distance multiple choice, trips to vegas, birthday cake, cartoon porn, hollywood diner (yes I do remember that much). All in all good times...

Never thought I'd read this...

Air Canada finally appears to be hitting its stride after a painful restructuring and years of losses -- so much so that one analyst is referring to it as one of North America's most profitable carriers. Read entire the story here

A reminder that anything is possible ;)

I heart Miami

South Beach. I totally did not expect to love it as much. Spent the evenings drinking Mojitos. Took an extended break this afternoon and walked in the water and layed under the palms. Got home an hour ago and realized that I still had bits of sand stuck to my legs and in my sandals. I need a beach vacation, I think I'm going to try and get back down there before the end of september.

Amy this is the pic I took when I was talking to you . Def more OZ than Van.

Addtionally, I'm FINALLY back in town. Should be here for at least a couple of weeks. Should be...whatever thats worth.

The way it should be...

Good friends, lots of family, crazy dancing, lots of functions, the mayan/dance offs - wanting to be apart of everything - the wedding I was waiting for. The past few days were well worth it.

Sherry was absolutely stunning..straight out of a magazine. Composed and much more ready to be a bride than we were for her to be. From now on I'm only coming back for weddings that make me feel like this, hanging on to every word and shutting down the reception.

My plane leaves in less than 12 hours. I should sleep.

Not bad at all...

I honestly expected it to be worse. After last year's wedding fiasco (click for posting) I expected to feel the same this past weekend. Maybe its because I'm happy, or because this year I know what I'm doing with my life, or that this year I haven't just gotten back from London and don't have life plans on the brain. Whatever it is, I didn't feel it. No marriage pressure, no inadequacy, just having it be all about me (and my hair). Not one auntie or uncle asked if I'd found a boy...actually it wasn't until a convo with my pandit this evening that I heard the wedding question for the first time. Wierd how things evolve. I'm crossing my fingers, I'm home for 5 more days there's still time for it to all change.