Observations on life

1. I love Trader Joe's. Their prices are great, and all of their frozen meals are perfect for one or two people. It's wonderful. But then you get there and the people are crazy! 1st: there are women walking around in a fur coat. Honey, if you can afford a fur coat, why are you in Trader Joe's? 2nd: people just stand in the aisle. It's somewhat bigger than typical New York groceries, however, not THAT much bigger. Get your big tooshie movin' honey! But I do love Trader Joe's, it's just the people that frequent it are a bit odd sometimes. 

2. I wish I had a picture for this one because this woman was priceless. What is a woman wearing enormous sunglasses (fyi, it's another Dreary day in NYC, not sunny at all), a fur vest, a fur purse, fur shoes, Dolce & Gabbana jeans and a very tan and leathery face with collagen injected puffy lips doing in the subway?! It was an incongruous sight to behold. She was lost, that was obvious. She kept getting up and down and checking the map and I couldn't stop staring at her freaky lips...

3. Today as I walked to the subway I listened to my ipod (I don't do this much as I enjoy listening to what's going on around me). I was listening to some awesome girlie "let's kick some trash" kinda songs and I just wanted to dance! I think in New York of all places it should be perfectly acceptable for people to walk around dancing to the music on their ipods. When Mom and I go grocery shopping at home we always comment on how we feel like we're in a musical at the grocery store with the music playing. You just want to grab onto your cart and start dancing! Wouldn't that make grocery shopping more fun? and life in general more exciting if we all just danced down the street every once in a while? I think yes.

4. Sometimes I'll be walking home carrying 50 lbs of groceries on my poor back and I'm thinking "what in the world am I doing here? I hate this. I'm far from my family, I have to walk everywhere, errands take 3 times as long here compared to any where else in the world...etc." But then, I look up and I realize "I'm in freakin New York City! Who in the world doesn't want to be here?!" And I crank up my music and re-shoulder that 50 lbs bag and look into the face of the amazing city I get to live in and I'm happy : )