It's been a while

Yes, it's been a while.  But I have some great excuses, I swear! First of all, I was really, really sick for about four days straight and then I suddenly woke up one morning and felt perfectly fine.  Guess that means winter is coming.....ew.  I also hate to admit it, but I think I may be one of those people that always get sick after flying, or at the very least, sick after a vacation.  Yes, I'm usually that annoying person that gets back from a holiday with a stuffy nose, headache and a list full of complaints.  Hey, at least its not malaria.

I have been writing a lot lately and one of my projects is top secret, but I should be able to post something about it sometime next week.  Stay tuned.

Just a short post to (hopefully) kick start my blogging again and get me back into a routine.  There really aren't enough hours in a day and someone needs to fix this problem.  I'll add that to my "to do" list too...which seems to be growing exponentially.

Hot hot heat

This just in....i am sick of sweating 24/7.
In other news, friends make everything better.

I saw some of my amazing friends today and I am always amazed how great things seem when you have a friend (or four) around.  I saw them for just a short period of time, but I always walk away saying to myself "why the Hell don't I dot this more often?" I always have some sort of excuse from being too tired, to being too busy, to needing to brush my cats teeth.  In all seriousness, friends really do make everything better and tend to put things in perspective.  I'm the kind of person that has a few extremely close friends and I love it that way.  I know everything about my sistas from anotha motha and they know everything about me.

I also have to give people that are opposite to me, major credit.  How someone can be a socialite and find friendship in a mass of people, astounds me.  Maybe I don't have the confidence or the know-how, but I tip my Chanel hat to you folks who are.

What friends in your life could use a quick phone call? If you don't have time for a phone call, what about a text? A hug? A coffee date? Chances are, they will be just as happy to hear from you, as you would be to hear from them.

This heatwave has really started to get to me.  I can't scratch my head without sweating and frankly, sweating profusely is not a good look for me.  When I was in New York, I was more than happy to sweat from parts of my body that I thought were impossible.  But now that I'm back home and know people in my city, it's not exactly convenient.  I also find it really frustrating that everything reminds me of New York, even the act of sweating.  Although the dewey look is always sexy, I would not describe this heat as "dewey inducive."  I would describe this heat as "sweat from the bottom of your feet and earlobes" inducive. Bet you didn't even know your earlobes could sweat.

Round two - here we go again

It's been one day and I'm already excited about what I'm going to write about next.  I'm doing it because I love it and frankly, I have a lot to say (maybe nothing of value though!)

Going away on my New York trip was a blessing and a curse.  All I can think about is the past and how I'm going to get myself there permanently.  I'm a big believer in staying in the present, but this trip has made me more independent, alive, vibrant, risk adverse and has made me that much more driven.  Unfortunately, it's not that easy for me.  I live in Canada and in order to get into the beautiful U S of A, I would need to prove that I have unique abilities and jump through a  million hoops.  With that said, this doesn't mean that I won't try or accomplish it for that matter; it just makes it daunting.  I did some research today and my eyes started to cross within an hour.  Weeding my way through the endless pages of government lingo, acronyms and links started to fluster me and I decided to switch to writing.  It always calms me and once I am able to throw my thoughts onto a page, I find myself functioning more efficiently, clearly and directly.

While I was in New York, I went to the Montauk with a great friend of mine.  He introduced me to a bunch of people and one of them was a young, beautiful, successful woman.  She lived in an area of New York that I would die to live in and worked a job she enjoyed, but worked ridiculous hours.  All she could talk about was how she wished she lived in Canada, away from the city, close to nature and experienced basically the opposite of everything she has.  All I could talk about was how I wanted everything she has (maybe minus the ridiculous hours). Is the grass always going to be greener on the other side? When we do get to the other side, does dusk suddenly set in and the grass is no longer green? Being well aware of this age old saying, I took this trip to find out.  I was hoping I would get to the big apple and hate it.  I was hoping I would hate breathing in pollution and being pushed by busy New Yorkers on the street.  I was hoping I would be bored with the city lights after my first week.  I was hoping I would find myself longing to be back with my blue skies, endless beaches, mountains, oceans and fresh air.  Well, we can all see that that did not turned out as I was hoping.

In other news, I have been distracting myself with my favourite activity - thrifting.  Yes, you heard me correctly.  Thrift store shopping amongst the dirty sweaters, dingy books, dusty sandals and unique treasures.  I'm a closet thrifter, so to speak.  I pride myself on the fact that I rarely pay full price for an item, but I don't think I look like it. Maybe I'm wrong....maybe I stand out like a sore thumb and have a big sign above my head that says "OBSESSED WITH THRIFTING."  Either way, I found the most incredible boots and blazer today.  Each only $6! I can't believe I'm saying this, but I can't wait until fall sets in so I can put them into action.

The start of something new...

Well, hello.

I'm not sure where to start, so I guess I'll just begin and see where it takes me.  I am new to blogging, but aren't we supposed to try something new each day? With all the changes and upheavals in my life lately, I thought blogging may help to quiet my all too active mind.

A recent philosophy that I have adopted is "Follow Your Bliss;" I have been repeating this mantra to myself over the last two months and for better or worse, I have been doing exactly that.

I find myself living a bit of a Clark Kent lifestyle.  I have a steady 9-5 job, but I find myself craving creativity,  new things and excitement.  I constantly feel that I am running after and trying to tame my creativity, or at the very least, fit it into a small, tidy box.  By day, I am corporate, but as soon as I can, I journal, make jewelry, work on my book that I'm writing, act, devour literature, read about fashion, scrap-book...the list goes on.  Especially recently, I find myself being a jack of all trades as I fill my roles as an actor, business woman, partner, writer, negotiator, sister, lover, friend...again, the list goes on.  This is not an unusual discovery. Every human being has multiple ways to describe themselves.  I am currently trying to find out what exactly my core descriptions are.

I just got back from a life changing trip and I suspect this blog will help me to adapt back to real life or to "get a grip," as my grandmother says.  At this very moment, I am feeling lost, awkward and unsure.  I am a perfectionist at heart and the idea of ambiguity is a terrifying concept for me.  Yet, this past two months for me has been exactly that - eight weeks of ambiguity that I somehow have managed to not only enjoy, but thrive in. Normally, I'm a thinker, very sensitive and I need time to mull things over.

When I was a little girl and my friends had pictures of Jonathan Taylor Thomas on their wall, my room was plastered with pictures of New York City.  It's for this reason that I finally broke down years of wishing, went to New York City by myself for two months.  I left my 'safe life'.  This was a really big deal for me.  I don't know how else to make the adjustment back to 'real life' and not knowing what I want or where I stand has only left me feeling more lost.  I do know a few things though.  I know that I love writing, acting, fashion and creativity.  I plan on to continue to pursue acting and eventually complete and publish my book (I love it so far!) That's why for now, my compass doesn't say North or South, it really just says "Bliss" or "No Bliss."  I'm trying to go after the bliss part.