Thursday, June 19, 2008

Too Much + Too Many = Perfection

It was a fabulous birthday, complete with the best of friends, family, and loved ones. Stories and laughter complimented by multiple Berry Smashes and Organic Pomegranate Martinis. Dinner outside on a beautiful night. NBA finals in one of my favorite dives. Cocktails and hookah at Gazuza till 2am. It was an evening of too much and too many, but it was the perfect 25th celebration—so perfect that I didn’t mind waking up on Wednesday with a well-earned birthday hangover.

Celebrations and debauchery to be continued on Friday with some more fabulous folk and a few out-of-towners. So far I absolutely love 25.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

Of Five and Twenty

Twenty five is:

The number of years of marriage marked in a silver wedding anniversary.
The minimum age of candidates for election to the United States House of Representatives.
The number of cents in a quarter.
The designation of United States Interstate 25, a freeway that runs from New Mexico to Wyoming.
The designation of the M25 London Orbital motorway.
The number of Florida electoral votes for the 2000 U.S. presidential election.
The name of the national card game of Ireland and India (Pachisi - Hindu for 25).
The size of the full roster on a major league baseball team.
The number of syllables in The Gayatri Mantra.
The atomic number of the chemical element Manganese.
The oh-so-fabulous age I am TODAY!

Thursday, June 5, 2008

Dins and a Doc

I hosted Dinner and a Documentary at my house last night with a friend that has become a central character in my life in DC. (I use the term character because I am ever more convinced that my life is a musical complete with show tunes in the moonlight, but I digress). This character is a particular favorite because we always have thought-provoking conversations that expand into all out philosophical throw downs. Last nights match-up featured white peach sangria garnished with raspberries, my Mom's tomato bruschetta with fresh grated Parmesan, spinach risotto with feta and sauteed mushrooms, and fresh steamed asparagus on the side. And for dessert, a documentary on rape as a weapon of war. All set to the backdrop of impassioned conversations and a raging thunderstorm.

Do Wednesday evenings get better than that?!

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

"I wanted only to live in accord with the promptings which came from my true self. Why was that so very difficult?"

I am a person who wakes up in the middle of the night worried about the state of the world. Who has tears over the world hunger crisis at 2am. Who has been accused of feeling too much.

I am a person who loves love. Who is intoxicated by chemistry, affection, and connections. Who relishes moments and whispers. Who doesn't remember dates but remembers expressions and favorites.

I am a person who fears settling in every sense of the word. Who embraces chaos as an absolute. Who runs from the ordinary as if its contagious.

I am a person who is quick to anger. Who has to work hard at forgiveness. Who has a stubborn streak that is both a gift and a curse.

I am a person who feeds off enthusiasm. Who is always searching for passion and inspiration. Who believes that optimism is the only way to live.

I am a person who questions life. Who is constantly aware of the passage of time. Who believes whole-heartedly that there is meaning in every moment.

Tuesday, June 3, 2008

"Take this sinking boat and point it home, we've still got time"

The last few days have been full of reconnections with old friends, meaningful conversations, and words that inspire greatness. Steps towards dreams, plans to go abroad, and hoping beyond hope to visit loved ones very soon. The last few days have reaffirmed my belief that because May was such a complete disastor, June is going to be fabulous.