Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Not to get on my soapbox....

But, does anyone else think that tiered cakes should stay at weddings? I've read some blogs - mainly friends of friends' blogs, and I've seen more pictures of 2-5 year old birthday parties with two, three and even four-layer cakes! Seriously? What happened to the Kroger sheet cake, an ice cream cake from the local DQ or a cookie cake from the mall? Heaven forbid a homemade cake. Sorry, this is just hard for me to fathom when I just passed two homeless people on my walk home from the grocery store. I don't think I can ever reconcile it. And, not to be one of those people, but if I ever have children, single-layered cakes it is - poor kids.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Embracing the Big 3 - 0!!!

I'm thirty! I'm saying it - with a proud tone, even. I actually had a great day/weekend and got so many wishes from so many friends - from all over the world. It was pretty amazing. I celebrated with a little:
And a little:

It was nice.

I have known people to make lists of 'thirty things to do before [they] turn thirty'. I probably came across a couple of these around the age of 28, and with only 2 years left, I thought it was a little ambitious to make one of these lists myself, so I always had it in the back of my mind that I would make a 'forty things to do before I turn forty' list so here goes:

Forty things to do before I turn the BIG 4-0 (in no particular order):
  1. Buy real estate
  2. Take a cooking class (preferably in Italy)
  3. Watch all the 'Best Movie' Oscar winners since 1980
  4. Run a 10k in under 60 minutes
  5. Drink an entire pint of Guinness in one sitting
  6. Visit friends in New Zealand and Australia
  7. Bake homemade bread
  8. Go on a winery/vineyard tour (preferably in Napa Valley)
  9. Learn to play chess
  10. Attend a MotoGP race in the US with my Dad
  11. Watch the Star Wars trilogy
  12. Read the entire Bible
  13. Attend an Olympic event
  14. Learn to drive manual shift - and well
  15. Conquer sewing a button and hemming a pair of pants
  16. Learn a language
  17. Visit the Grand Canyon
  18. Change a tire all by myself (preferably in my driveway, not on the side of a highway)
  19. Return to Africa in some capacity
  20. Attend the Master's in Augusta
  21. Stay up on water skis for more than 10 consecutive seconds
  22. Knit a scarf, baby's sweater or whatever is practical at the moment
  23. Learn to play Bryan Adams' acoustic version of Summer of '69 on the guitar
  24. Go horseback riding
  25. Shoot a gun
  26. Read Mandela
  27. Scan and electronically catalogue all my childhood photographs
  28. Sing a karaoke solo
  29. See Sting in concert
  30. Frame my many art prints acquired traveling
  31. Learn to play 5-card draw and beat someone who is relatively good
  32. Donate blood
  33. Cook an entire Thanksgiving meal on my own
  34. See Mount Rushmore in person
  35. Do the maple syrup, lemon water and pepper cleanse for 7 whole days
  36. Attend the Kentucky derby
  37. Paint a picture
  38. Do fifty push-ups
  39. Attend a New Year's Day UGA bowl game
  40. Fall in love
In reviewing, some of these look a little, well, normal - but I think now is the time for some "normalcy." I'm definitely excited about most of these (well maybe not the cleanse or the push-ups), however, I'm pretty confident that the next ten years are going to provide opportunities I can't yet even imagine. As I turned 20, I don't think I would have guessed that I would have lived in England, taken a boat up the River Nile, ridden in a hot-air balloon over the Masai Mara, visited a Turkish bath, attended a Wimbledon final, sat on the shore of the Indian Ocean, been to the top of the Eiffel tower with my Mom, worked with a former child soldier, vacationed on the Suez Canal, shared chilled vodka shots with friends in Russia, camped for 3-straight months in Port-au-Prince or ended the decade unmarried, even. I guess the lesson is - life's pretty amazing, unexpected and always unfolding. Yay for ten more years of opportunities and experiences!

Sunday, July 11, 2010

The art of waiting

I have come to the conclusion that New York City is one of the best places to spend a summer. If you can live on PB&J (which I haven't been very good at), you can do some amazing things, spending relatively little money. NYC has it all - museums, architecture, parks, waterfront and history. You can make an event out of simply picking a section of town and walking it. The fact that there are free concerts, movies and plays, among other things, is a big plus when you are living on a very limited income in one of, if not the most, expensive cities in the world. The problem I've found with all these fabulous free things is that everyone else and their mother and their brother, want to take advantage of them, too.

This brings me me to another conclusion, one could simply wait away a summer in New York. Now, having lived in England, the home of the queue, I developed a tolerance for waiting, to an extent. However, I've found myself waiting, quite a bit in NYC this summer and with nothing to show for it.

Example 1: Shakespeare in the Park, The Merchant of Venice featuring Al Pacino. Price: Free. Picture the most amazing venue in the middle of Central Park. We arrived at 6am for the distribution of the tickets at 1pm. After waiting 7 hours, we were 28 people away from getting tickets.

Example 2: Today Show Concert series - Lady GaGa. Price: Free. The plan was to meet at Rockefeller Plaza at 6:30am. After receiving a tip via text at 1:45am that the line stretched several blocks, I made the executive decision that a 6am wait would not result in seeing (or possibly even hearing) Lady GaGa. Mission aborted.

I consider it pretty crazy to wake up before 6am to stand in a line. I mean, how many other people are crazy enough to wake up before 6am or even camp out all night for some of these things. I guess the number of crazies is proportionate to the population. Since NYC is approximately 9,000,000, I guess it makes sense that a lot of people would wait for these opportunities (Shakespeare in the Park - 500 and Lady GaGa - 18,000).

So, what have I learned from all this waiting?

1) Never underestimate others who share your same idea
2) Free things are never guaranteed even if you do invest the time.
3) Whatever time you think you should arrive to queue up, subtract 2 hours.
4) Bring food, books, activities and a lot of patience to pass the time.

Lady Gaga wait at midnight before the show

The wait (30+mins) for the best frozen yogurt in NYC

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

Choice and Consequence

I listened to a sermon recently where the pastor began by saying, "Life is about making choices." He went on to give examples and had the audience imagine how their lives would be different based on choices they made along the way. I imagined my own life and identified pretty quickly where my choices and decisions changed the trajectory of my life.

We see example on example everyday where an individual's life is defined by his choices. The Damon Evans' story is no different. Most of my readers (if there are any) know that I bleed red and black. I am a Georgia fan through and through. So, I was really saddened to hear about Damon Evans' recent actions - choices that he made - that have forever altered his life.

Damon Evans, until yesterday at around noon, was the Athletic Director at the University of Georgia. For those of you who don't know much about collegiate athletics, this is huge. The AD job in one of the largest SEC programs is a job someone strives towards their entire career. Not Damon Evans. He was a star. He grew through the ranks at UGA, playing football at the University, earning bachelor's and master's degrees, and ultimately landing the AD job, replacing legendary Vince Dooley, before the age of 40. And he wasn't a joke. His list of accomplishments was large and he was respected among his colleagues, the student athletes, the sports industry and Georgia alumni and fans.

He had a pretty amazing life. Married, with two children. Earning $440,000 per year, awaiting the July 1 start date of his new contract. Living in one of the best towns in America and living the best type of celebrity. Sure, Damon Evans was recognizable to most in Athens and the Bulldog nation at large, but he had privacy. He could still go about his life in relative peace.

All of this to build up to Damon Evans' choice which has severely changed the trajectory of his life. Last week, Damon Evans was stopped while driving in the Buckhead Community of Atlanta and charged with DUI. Honestly, when I read the news, I felt a little sad for him. He was pulled over just near Chastain Amphitheater. I figured it was probably one of those cases where he was out, maybe even at a concert, had one too many glasses of wine, and unfortunately got pulled over. Very stupid, but you can see how it happens. More embarrassing, though, because of the Public Service Announcements Damon Evans made (shown on the Jumbo-tron at football games) about the seriousness of drinking and driving, he appeared very hypocrtical as well.

As the days unfolded, the story grew worse. Not only was he 70 miles away from his home and town, he was 70 miles away from his home and town, after midnight with a very intoxicated woman other than his wife. Thanks to the detail of the police report, the whole world knows the color of her panties even - because they were in Evans' lap as the police officer approached his car. Told you it got worse.

The police report goes on to detail the conversation the police officer had with Evans and his female passenger. Ultimately, after begging and pleading didn't work, Evans was taken to the precinct where he was booked and charged with DUI. And then the police officer writes "the subject cried uncontrollably."

Many of us don't have much awareness of our choices. Often, we make choices that seem small or minor, even, and they lead to further life-changing events, situations or outcomes. Sometimes we really only see them in hindsight and whether we're pleased or regretful, we have perspective. Not Damon Evans - he saw the consequence of his choices within minutes of making them. I can only imagine the emotion generated by Evans' awareness of his entire life crashing down around him.

While he received more pay-out from this resignation than most "normal" people would, receiving nearly $230,000, he has a difficult road ahead. Logic and history show that it will be nearly impossible for him to return to the level he's held for the past 6 years. In the age of the internet, he'll never escape this story. Who knows how his marriage is impacted. I've read that Evans is a man of Faith, but I don't know if this is true. I do hope so. The redemption offered at the Cross could be the only thing that propels him forward. I pray that one day his story continues happily.