Wednesday, August 26, 2015 that so wrong?

I was just listening to the follow up story on Longest Shortest Time about Trystan and John. Something really struck a cord when John spoke about belonging. John wanted his kids to belong to him. As a child, you are perfectly happy to belong to your family, your parents. To be safe and part of something bigger than you. Teenage years come and you're fighting to be independent. You want your own life, away from your parents. So you belong to your group of friends. After school, you are cast into the world with nowhere to belong. For the first time, you are choosing whether to belong to yourself, your partner, old friends, new friends, stay around family. Then, you move, you lose touch or you're uprooted and you have to sort it out all over again. It's all this process of "where do I belong?" It got me thinking, I am no doubt a belong-er. It's taken me years to come to terms with that. I love to fancy myself miss independent, but I'm a serial monogamist. I've only been single for almost a year, once. I like being in a relationship. Belonging on a team, in a group of friends. Pretty sure, I'm just over here trying to belong to as many people as possible.

Is it normal? Apparently, it is. Happily, I'm perfectly belonged at the moment. But I hope I always remember, whenever that reset button is pressed (cause it always is at some point), that its okay to want to belong. And luckily, there's always Gryffindor.

And here's a few more fun things...

Sorta love this
Cutest thing I've ever seen
Cheap airfare? Yes please.
To giving fucks
Dare to dream

Stay tuned for more ramblings,

Monday, August 17, 2015

The Northeast in one week! (Part 2 - Salem, Boston)

Mom and I left Seneca Falls with family in our hearts and took off to Salem, Mass. We thought about skipping Salem and having more time in Boston. Looking back, I am so glad we went! Witches, witches, witches!  To continue click below...

Tuesday, August 11, 2015

The Northeast in one week! (Part 1 - Philly, Seneca Falls, Niagara)

"Talk to the hand", Boston, Bunker Hill Monument
My mom had a trip to Seneca Falls (update New York) on her mind for years now. My Italian family originally immigrated there and their history is ingrained into the city (or should I say town? haha). Anyway, she finally said "now or never!" and booked a flight. Luckily, I had enough vacation to join. It was a whirlwind.

She arrived in New York on Thursday night. I was able to take off work at lunch on Friday so we spent the afternoon together shopping in the city. We went to see Aladdin that evening. The set designs and costumes were just incredible. Disney really knows how to do Broadway. And, the guy who played the Genie...I mean, wow. I snapped one illegal photo just to make sure I don't forget those colors. To continue click below...

Saturday, August 8, 2015

Life Lately, and some fun things

*PRIDE in NYC, @ the Penrose, my first bloody mary bar (it was everything I wanted it to be), a kodak moment, chucks for Sublime, and Gryffindor (appropriate decor for this guy's bed).

Just a few things...
Good to remember
Tough decisions
This and this. It's so much worse in NYC.
Have a good cry

Friday, August 7, 2015

Becoming a New Yorker

New York City. She beat me up a lot. Always picked me back up though, and gave me the "for your own good" pat on the back. As an artist, New York is like mecca. In college, our professors talked about the Chelsea galleries like they were sacred. You clean your feet before you enter and bow to the holy docents. I always wanted to live here. Be a New Yorker. Complete the hajj. "If you can make it here, you can make it anywhere!" So they say.

Guess what? I like the old art better. But don't tell anyone. To continue click below...

Monday, August 3, 2015

A Lesson on Ego, How To Lose Gracefully

Mom and I - Boston Museum of Fine Arts
Hello world.

It's been too long. I'm embarrassed. New York got away with me. She sure doesn't make it easy. Something tells me I'll have some more time on my hands over the next few months. And good thing, there's lots to catch up on. First thing's first:

Ellie, sometimes you just don't get your way.

What a concept. Children throw tantrums. Adults quit jobs, leave relationships, stop talking to family. It's so difficult to look at yourself square in the face and say "get over it, you lose". Are you going to be the person who loses gracefully and causes others to gawk in awe of your strength or possibly punish you further with accusations of weakness and dependence? Will you be that strong-willed one that ends up at square one with only like-minded friends to stand by? Will you sulk or buck up?

I had some struggles here in New York. This chapter is a lesson learned. I stopped writing, pretty much, because of one in particular. Had another one last week. I need to take it in. I should feel this. I want this time to make me wiser. Here's hoping.

For now, thanks for still being here, my trusty blog. I'm glad the internet keeps you safe for me.

Be back soon xo