Matchmaker, matchmaker

GOTCHA - this one's actually on being a Sister and an Actress and on how freaking AWESOME it is going to be when me, my sorellina and my bambina sorella take to the stage on June 4th for our collective final performance in Lasker Auditorium. Could our T.I. experiences culminate in a better way!!?? I think not. I've been excited about a number of the performances I've had the opportunity to give in the past couple years, but I'm not sure I've ever been as excited as I am to do this "gig." I just love how it's going to incorporate so many things I love or have loved and so many people who are important to me. I am beyond grateful for the gifts I've gotten this Spring. You heard it here first.

Before the clock strikes twelve...

I need to write my last two April entries. I honestly thought I was pacing myself far better this month and then whoooosh the last two weeks ran away from me. Fortunately, I opted for a girls' night in with two of my college roomies this evening and was reminded of the potential I have to wind up a princess the way Tiana does in Disney's most recent full length animated feature.

Naturally I took it as a sign when the big red box didn't have "500 Days of Summer" which I had intended to rent, and since good ol' Rocco just recently refused to keep listening to my opinions on relationships until I'd returned home to watch 10 Disney movies and remember my reverence for all things romantic, it was the clearest of choices, and how happy I am to have realized that I do in fact still believe in fairytales and love. Thank you "Princess and the Frog" for opening my eyes to the idea that going after your dream whilst incorporating a man/prince/frog into it is all right afterall. I wish I weren't so torn up internally over the idea of reconciling the need/want to for pursuing both love and a life in the limelight, but I was thoroughly captivated just the same by Disney's magic. They've done it again :)

"I have to wriiiiiiiiite"

When I left my breakfast yesterday after spending a quality hour with my Godfather and bonding over being the eldest children of our respective broods I was near tears out of pretty much sheer happiness. I'm really content with the ambivalence that's rampant all throughout the various aspects of my life right now, and I am extremely grateful to my Uncle for the perspective he had to offer on these totally tumultous by nature 20s I'm currently wandering through. And I called my mom, and I was like, "Mom, I think I have to be a writer!" You know when things are in your nature? I'm a sister - such a sister to my sibs and friends, aunts and uncles occasionally and even coworkers I think sometimes. That's in my obvious, unassailable nature, seeing as how my parents kept popping kids out for 10 years after I was born. And I'm a writer - a story teller - it's in my nature. I've just got lots of things to say and stories to tell.

My sorellina went on a college visit two days ago inspired by moi to make herself an "Independence Mix" and now I've got the lyrics to the Jessica Andrews' song she included (upon my recommendation) in my head.

Sister. Writer. Dork.

Take me to New York, I want to see...

LA, admittedly, I am not all that familiar with just yet. While I was given props last night for knowing that Marina Del Ray was not far from El Segundo, I still successfully scheduled meetings for me and my boss literally here there and everywhere. It was none too amazing to me to find that after an exhausting two days of back to back appointments, late nights and early mornings with the bosslady I was still fully rejuvinated and recharged hopping off the plane at SFO with my dream and my cardigan. I think there's magic in the air on the West Coast, or something.

Anyway - the gloriousness of being a friend and nomad, I've visited Sinks before at her home in San Fran, so I reassured her that even though she had to work until 5 that night, I'd be fine finding my way to Bernie's the awesome coffee shop on 24th St that doubles as my remote office when I'm in SF. And I came with protein bars, oatmeal, and k20s in my suitcase, and she'd had a key made for me for my time here, and honest to goodness, it's been easy breezy and the best couple days, and an ideal "business" trip thanks to the fabulous informality that comes from our having been friends forever and my living nomadically for a large portion of the last year. So so good.

A Nomad in Agent Mode

Fife informed me that my last entry was depressing - so not what I'm going for here. And so sad that romantic can sometimes read as the wrong kind of hopeless. That said, she and I had a good laugh over what one of our Manhattan Modmates said when I told her one of the main reasons I'm not on Match.com is that I simply don't know how I would "sell" myself on it. "You don't even have a geographical location you can fill in," she reminded me...

Right. In the next 17 days, I will bed-hop at least 7 times. Which is to say that I'm going from Cambridge to Newton to LA to San Fran to Fairfield to Midtown and to Chelsea within the span of the next two and a half weeks.

Some people might shudder to think of such disjointed time, so many disruptions to sleep patterns, saying so long to morning and nighttime routines. But I'm so excited!!!

I'm writing in Cambridge, treating myself to a trip to the spa in Newton, trailblazing in LA for my artists, fundraising for fabulous causes in San Fran, supporting my sorellina in Fairfield, supporting my bff on Park Avenue, and spending time with old roomies in Chelsea before networking my Representative face/nametag off on Monday the 26th.

Spring has sprung, energy abounds, life is lovely beyond words. Gotta jet!