No. 95: Flowers

My favorite types of flowers are daffodils and cherry blossoms. They’re also one of my favorite poems (thanks, Wordsworth) and a fave part of D.C. for me.

So it was particularly nice seeing exactly these two kinds of flowers planted right outside the church I pass on my walk to work. The fact that these two and only these two flowers were planted there gave me a bit of an extra step in my walk this morning and brightened my morning.

Thank you, daffodils and cherry blossoms, for your beauty, grace, and magic.

No. 94: Hospital

The hospital my mom works at has somewhat of a reputation, and not necessarily the good kind. It’s especially notorious for its wait times, and it’s not necessarily the best of the best hospitals.

So it’s always a surprise to hear when this hospital has been much better than another. A childhood friend of mine is currently experiencing this, with her mom saying they’ve received more care and compassion here than at the one they were previously at.

They’re going through a really tough time right now, so thank you, hospital, for being there for her and for surprising us all.

No. 92: Rachel Bloom

I’ve been watching a lot of Crazy Ex-Girlfriend lately, gearing up for the series finale this coming Friday, and all I have to say is: kudos to you, Rachel Bloom. Rachel is the co-creator and star of the show, and it’s clear how true to herself she is. And it’s successful- who’d have thought a show about mental illness and theatre would work? (Okay, maybe it’s not that too far off a pairing, but still). Rachel herself is a rare talent- a brilliant comedian, yet serious actress with a killer voice. She’s truly someone I’ve grown to admire as of recent.

I’m grateful for the authentic artists out there like Rachel Bloom, who are somehow able to fuse comedy, drama, musical theatre in such a way that makes its audience profoundly amazed. The entertainment world needs more Rachels out there.

No. 91: Birds Chirping

While the mornings may be a tad bit darker right now, what I enjoy the most about my morning routine from start to finish are the birds that chirp in the bush right outside my window. They don’t help me get dressed in the morning or anything like that (no, this is not Cinderella), but it’s a somewhat pleasant sound to listen to right as I wake up.

I know I’ll never live in a Disney movie, but thanks for brightening my mornings, birds. (Now if you could make the weather warmer and more spring-like, that would be much appreciated, too).

No. 90: Victoria Nails

My mom and I go pretty frequently to get our nails done (it’s just our thing we do together). Yesterday, we got mani-pedis. We both got our typical colors: she her pale, sparkly pink and me my favorite light periwinkle.

Most of why we love going to this particular nail salon is due to the people we have do our nails, Tami and Ti (apologies if, by some chance, either of you are reading this and I incorrectly spelled your name, which I probably did!) They’re both super attentive to what we want and go out of their way to give us superior customer service. Case in point: they opened one hour before they usually do just so we could come in and they could get a head start. Talk about exemplary service right there.

Thanks, Victoria Nails, for everything you do for us.

No. 89: High School Musicals

I went with my friend Greta and a few others to see my high school’s production of The Little Mermaid this weekend. Let me say, I was blown away with what I saw and proud to have graduated from that school. Every single person was perfectly cast, and the pit sounded the best I think I have ever heard the orchestra play.

I actually haven’t missed a Gateway musical since 2006, when they did Fiddler on the Roof. I love returning to my alma mater and seeing how much the school has grown. While this was the first production where I didn’t perform with a single cast member, I don’t plan on missing one anytime soon because they remind me of how happy I was when I performed in those shows.

I’m grateful for high school musicals, for giving the community access to theatre and for helping mold young performers into talents on and beyond the stage. You’ve given me so much to love over the past thirteen years of my life.

No. 88: Working from Home

One of the benefits of working where I do and in the position that I’m in is that I get to work from home. Specifically, I get to take a bunch of classes on our database and how to utilize many of its awesome components. It’s a great benefit for a number of reasons: I get to sleep in a little later, I get to have a morning that’s not rushed, I get to sit at home learning all kinds of new stuff, and I don’t have to worry about whether it’s down pouring or too cold outside.

I love days where I can work from home. I fortunately was granted two this week, and it surely made life so much easier going into this stressful weekend.

No. 87: Being Human

I read something about a week ago that, to be completely candid and honest, made me feel a whole mix of emotions: understanding, anger, frustration, defeated, annoyed, empathetic. Literally, you name it. The thing was, though, I was more angry at the sheer fact that I actually felt angry in the first place. Given the circumstances of literally everything, I don’t think I should have been. But denying that I felt that way hides my truth and reduces my agency as a human being subject to my own inevitable human condition. So I won’t do that.

For now, I still feel a little angry, but I also feel guilty and wrong. I hate that I can’t reconcile those feelings and come to a clear answer or understanding. But I guess that’s life in all its chaos, and though I may hate it at times, I’m grateful to be here and to be human.

A (very, very) Temporary Break

If you’ve kept up with this blog, you’ll know that I’m taking the LSAT this coming Saturday and that I’m also going through a few other things. All is good, but I’ll be taking a little less than a week’s-long hiatus from this blog. The reason is simple: I need to focus, and I don’t want my writing to seem forced (something I actually learned from the blog that inspired my own, but that’s a story for another day).

I’ve loved blogging so far, and I 100% plan on coming back by either Sunday or Monday, so no need to worry. I’ll also be writing posts for all the days I miss, so be prepared: you might just get six new posts to read come Monday.

In the meanwhile, thank you from the bottom of my heart for your support and for reading. It’s truly appreciated and I don’t know what I’d do without such amazing people in my life.