A Non-Super Bowl Sunday!
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If I told you there are probably 4 or 5 people in the United States who care less about the Super Bowl than me, would you believe me? Okay, I would have liked to have seen Jennifer Hudson lip sync to herself singing the National Anthem, and I would have laughed at a few of the commercials, I’m sure, but – other than that – no interest at ALL. I don’t even care about Bruce Springstein (not a fan!).
So, I made sure I was out and about today doing things with other non-super bowl people.
I spoke to Eric and was happy to hear he was invited to our friends’ house to watch the game. Eric’s a BIG football fan, so I knew that would make him happy! It’s no fun to watch the game alone (or watch it with me either).
I watched some TV, worked on the computer, and got out of the apartment at around 1:00pm. It was a gorgeous day and I was headed to North Park to attend a craft show run by the SAN DIEGO CRAFT MAFIA at FILTER, a local coffee bar.
It was great to see all the CRAFT MAFIA girls again. I haven’t been to one of their shows in a while and I probably won’t see them again before I leave, so I’m glad I got a chance to say goodbye.
I bought another CRAFT MAFIA t-shirt ($10), because I wear my other one ALL the time and I love it. The one I have is black with the logo in pink. I got another black one with the logo in bright green. The t-shirt is such good quality. It’s really small (most t-shirts go down to my knees, but this “small” is really small! I’ve worn and washed the one I have at least 50 times and it still looks brand new (I don’t put it in the dryer!), and I figure I’ll be able to still support them even after I move back to NYC!
I hung out there and looked at all the crafts and talked to the Mafia girls for at least an hour and then headed to see a free choir concert at San Diego State University. Unfortunately, I got so frustrated, because no one could tell me where to park and where exactly the concert was. There were lots, but they said you had to have a permit and, as far as I could see, no one was working there.
I saw a Campus Security guy in a car, so I pulled up next to him and rolled down my window, so I could ask him where to park. He was on his cell phone and didn’t even look to see who was pulled up next to him, so I honked my horn. He didn’t miss a beat and kept talking, and not looking my way! I honked my horn again. He TOTALLY ignored me and continued his cell phone conversation, which I could tell was non-business related.
I got SO mad that I just left. I guess I didn’t want to go to the free concert THAT badly, but I just wish they had some signs posted, or that someone knew what the story was! I wish I could report that idiot, too, because I might have been trying to get his attention with an emergency or something and he was just totally irresponsible and unprofessional.
I stopped at Keil’s on my way home and got a six-piece sushi to have for lunch. I guess maybe that’s why I left, too – I was STARVING! Maybe that's what made me so cranky and impatient! I had only had cereal for breakfast and it was now 3:30pm, so I clearly hadn’t thought this out very well!
When I got home I had my sushi (yum!) and worked on the computer, voting for Stacie, talking on FACEBOOK and answering emails. I also posted some old pictures today that I found while looking through some boxes. Here's a few.
Our first Halloween together in 1982 was at a party with all my theatre friends. Eric fit right in. He was a gangster and I was his gun moll. I had that platinum wig for YEARS until it finally fell apart!
These pictures were taken at ADVENTURER'S INN, a local amusement park in Flushing, NY in November 1982. My hair was pretty much the same length it is now!
This picture was taken before I met Eric. It was some kind of Seidman Family Circle function with all the cousins, probably late '70s/early '80s. In case you can't find me, I'm all the way on the right, seated.
Then, I took a nap. I was telling Jimmy this morning that my sleep pattern has become completely insane. I had the same thing going when I was out of work in NY. I got into a VERY bad habit, after we put the house up for sale, of taking a nap every afternoon. It’s funny, because my 78-year-old mother does that every day, but I’m only 51. What’s UP with that?
When I’m working I hardly EVER get that afternoon slump where you need a sugar fix or a coffee pick-me-up. I am up and at ’em all day long. But, when I don’t have anything else to do, my bed just calls to me and a mid-afternoon nap is HEAVEN!
I have always loved naps. I can remember when I still lived at home (which means I was under 21) taking a nap in my bedroom with the shade up and the sun blaring into the room. To me, there was something so luxurious about sleeping while the sun was shining. I loved it then, and I love it now. So, almost every single day I’ve taken to my bed in the afternoon for at least an hour or two. I’ve read a lot on napping and apparently it’s very healty. If so, I should live to be 100!
After my nap I got busy around the apartment. Robin’s coming next Friday and I will be cleaning and organizing all week, so that everything is perfect for her! I cleaned the kitchen, and was happy I found the Brita filters, so I can make sure the water is perfectly filtered and fresh (I don’t believe in bottled water – too much waste).
I put away all the laundry that had been hanging on the line and organized my desk. My desk gets so messy so fast. I need to leave things out all the time, because if I put anything away I forget about it, so I have notes to myself everywhere, and papers I need to follow-up on right in front of my face.
I started watching THE DEVIL WEARS PRADA on one of the cable channels and did something during every commercial. I enjoy the cast and of course the clothes are fabulous, but it kind of annoys me in the same way UGLY BETTY has been annoying me (and Jimmy) for the past few episodes. Everyone gets so mad at Andrea (and Betty) for pursuing her career and devoting herself completely to it, but that’s really what you need to do in this world to succeed. We must all decide when we want to work and when we want to play.
For most of my life, I had jobs with very little responsibility, because I always had so much going on outside of my job. I was either performing in a musical somewhere, singing in a band, having fun with Eric and our wide circle of friends, or working in cabarets and nightclubs. I very rarely did any overtime, and didn’t really have to worry about my job once I left the building. That’s the way I preferred it for a long time. I had lots of jobs, but they were not a career. They were just JOBS.
Before I quit PricewaterhouseCoopers, I had one of those jobs that became a career, where you devote your life to your boss. I worked for a partner for three years. Towards the end, I was putting in 12 hour days, because that’s what it took to stay on top of things. Eric didn’t mind, he was very understanding and supportive. The truth is – I didn’t have a choice. If I wanted to stay in that job, do well, succeed and help my boss succeed, I had to work like a dog, which meant calling in while I was on vacation, and putting in lots of overtime (which I got paid very well for, by the way).
I made a choice – for a while – that I wasn’t going to have much of a life outside of work. It was MY choice and I was lucky I had the support of my husband. When I decided I wanted to run my own business I worked six or seven days a week and didn’t have much of a life outside the shop. I didn’t do anything that didn’t in some way connect with my business, except for my after-shop social life with Eric. Even that was impacted by my business. We could never have dinner before 7:30pm.
Oh, I could occasionally close a few hours early and make it into the city to see friends, or catch a Broadway musical, and I had late dinners with friends all the time, but I didn’t do anything on a Saturday or Sunday afternoon for 5 years. I missed a lot of barbecues, wedding and baby showers, and other afternoon engagements. In five years in the shop I closed for the day about 5 times.
That’s because I decided, when I opened my business, that I was going to devote my life to that shop. It is the only way to succeed -- and I DID succeed. Again, I was lucky that Eric supported me completely. He had his own hobbies (mountain biking) and kept very busy without me!
There is no career that works from 9-5. If you’re working 9-5, you have a job. When you’re working 7 days a week, or 12 hours a day, if you’re calling in to work constantly when you’re sick, or checking your work emails at all hours when you’re home – you have a career. We all have to decide what we want to have in life. Do you want to have a job or a career?
There’s nothing wrong with JUST having a job, but it better be because your after-work life is so great that you just can’t bear to devote any more time to a job. If you’ve got an active social life, many hobbies and passions, and people you love to be with, then if you decide you just want to have a job, I say, “More power to you!”
We each have to make that choice at some point in our lives. It’s a lot easier to have a career when you’re young and can exist on 4 or 5 hours of sleep a night, and don’t have the responsibilities of marriage and children.
I’m at the stage now where I am happy just having a job. I have a lot going on outside work, with my crafting, and other hobbies, and I just want a paycheck. Working is just a necessary evil at this point. If I didn’t HAVE to work – ever again – I don’t think I’d have a problem with it, although I WOULD get extremely fat and lazy! I think having a routine, having someplace to go every day, and socializing every day is actually healthy.
So, when I get back to NY, I look forward to temping and working in an office again, but it definitely won’t be a career. It will just be a way to make money and keep busy (and stop napping!) until I figure out what comes next!






































If you click on the link above, you can read all about it, and see every painting I viewed today, but here’s what it says on the website about the museum:
Another favorite was “The Magnolia Blossom,” painted in 1888 by an American Artist – Martin Johnson Heade. You could practically touch the velvet the beautiful blossom was laying on. That painting was very small – only 15 x 24.






