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In case you missed it - Black Eyed Peas performance of I Gotta Feeling, flash mob and all. I wish I’d been there.
Spouse’s signature not needed. Brilliant.
Parents in New York - Day 1
I don’t see my parents very often since they live across the country. They are visiting this weekend and I’m finding it quite amusing. This is what happened today.
- I call my dad’s cell in the morning to organize where I will be meeting them, and my mom tells me the hotel has no cold water. She says she had to use a washcloth to bathe herself because the water was too hot. I suggest that maybe she was turning the knob the wrong way. She says “No, haha see look now your father is trying to turn it. But it doesn’t work. So you see, it’s not just me. I was ri-…..oh wait, I guess it does turn that way. Oops.”
- My mom hands over a bag of random items that she brought for me, including a coupon for toothpaste and two bars of soap.
- I teach mom how to text message. The lesson lasted 20 minutes. The first text she successfully sends goes to my dad and reads “Want a Drink.”
- At dinner, my dad tells a story about someone he saw walking down the street with toilet paper hanging out of her pants. He stopped her and informed her that she was receiving a fax.
- My mom karate chops my dad’s taco salad.
- My dad starts talking about his business trip to Japan last month. First he asks if I received his email featuring their meeting minutes - which consisted of a series of pictures of him and his co-workers out drinking at bars. He then tells us about one bar they went to at which the waitress promptly dressed them in cowboy hats and sumo wrestler masks upon entering. They sat there drinking like that the whole time.
(My dad in Mexico a couple years ago…. Yes, he’s on a stage at our hotel…. Yes, he pulled out the push-up move during a dance competition… )
Imagine if you suddenly learned that the people, the places, the moments most important to you were not gone, not dead, but worse, had never been. What kind of hell would that be?
Your work is going to fill a large part of your life, and the only way to be truly satisfied is to do what you believe is great work. And the only way to do great work is to love what you do. If you haven’t found it yet, keep looking, and don’t settle. As with all matters of the heart, you’ll know when you find it.
My mom is coming to visit, Episode 2.
“Hi Sari,
I made some pumpkin chocolate chip cookies to bring to you on Friday! I also made some for Oma and Opa but I accidentally put paprika in their batch instead of cinnamon. I don’t think they will notice - they are old and there are lots of chocolate chips to cover up the taste. But your batch has cinnamon, don’t worry. I am sending you an email with dogs in costumes! Love you!”
My mom is coming to visit...this was our IM conversation today
Mom: Do you want me to bring you anything when we come to New York? I just made some pumpkin cookies.
Sara: Nah, I think I'm ok. Thanks.
Mom: Is there something else you would like me to make for you instead? Mandel brot? Choc chip banana bread? Toothpaste?
Sara: Is the toothpaste home-made, as well? Like the cookies?
Mom: yeah, yeah, yeah!
Sara: Oh boy oh boy oh boy. I love me some home-churned toothpaste.
Mom: Does the flavor matter? I'm going to roast some peppers today...a friend gave me a bag of poblano peppers. I'll stick the ingredients for the toothpaste with the peppers on the grill...hope you like peppered toothpaste!!
Cobra Starship @ MTV VMA pre-concert, The Fillmore NYC
I dedicate this photo to Jessica…..
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