This week has been full of crazy…and the arts. But with that is coming so great planning, and reading, and more planning of life and fun. Tuesday involved a New York City Ballet working rehearsal for donors, and tonight will be a NYCB performance! I am pretty thrilled to watch some ballet while I imagine what life would be like if I could still do that.
- This man who is a waterslide master. If it was me, we would have been looking at a second hip surgery.
- Blue Zones: The secrets to living to 100 in locations that I’d be happy to just live in for a year of two.
- Carpool Karaoke with Ed Sheeran. Need I say more.
- Since we’re on to YouTube videos, watch this trailer for Coco. Because it looks amazing and the voice cast the Mouse has lined up sounds amazing!
- “Maine sends a beer box to Iceland. It takes up a lot of the cargo hold.” (enough said)
- The history of pink doughnut boxes, aka, the only way doughnuts should be boxed.
- Isabella Boylston teaches Crossfit men ballet. It’s harder than it looks ya’ll.
- So on that note, “Pain, satin and paper towels: What it takes for ballerinas to dance on their toes” — The Washington Post knows where it’s at
- Salt: So I’m a little bit obsessed with Briny Sea Dry Goods. It’s my recommended hostess gift these days.
- Indoor Fruit Trees: When I turned 30 I brought a bunch of succulents home from CA, and decided if I could keep them alive for a year clearly I could keep anything alive. It’s been over a year and a half, and now I’m dreaming big…olive, pomegranate, so many options!
That time I went to NYC with #Club203 to see the ballet and a show and ended up having a lot of moments that involved the phrase “TURN, TURN, LOOK, LOOK, it’s [fill-in-the-blank].”
That time I almost physically collided with Megan Hilty in the ladies bathroom line.
otherwise know as, when I had to take a step back because I almost physically collided with her and looked up and am pretty sure everything on my face was like “OMG!!” as I let out a whispered/whimpered hi
Lady #1 (Directly in front of me)
Lady #2 (Directly in front of Lady #1)
Lady #1 (Looks at me a little shocked after I almost collided with Megan Hilty)
Me: “I KNOW!!”
Lady #1: What? You know what? Is she someone?
Lady #2: That was Megan Hilty!!
Lady #1: I’m I supposed to know who she is
Lady #2: SHE. IS. EVERYTHING. She is Broadway royalty. I mean…she…she…
(The “she is everything line” came out with the hilarious tone of awe and disgust as she publicly shamed a random stranger)
Lady #1: Should I know what she was in?
Me: Umm…Wicked, or the sadly short-lived NBC show Smash.
Lady #2 (whips around and looks at me): DID YOU LOVE IT TOO??
As I come out of the bathroom Erin, Ericka and Ann are just standing in the lobby (we were seeing The Robber Bridegroom — apparently so was Megan Hilty) with these looks on their faces and just repeated “DID YOU SEE??!! DID YOU SEE??!!” Clearly I have now told this story no less than 5-10 times, and the best response came from friend-Casey: “gahhhhhhh you have Broadway on you now…never shower again. I can’t believe this happened to you…and at the same time I can.”
In addition to the Megan Hilty moment, there were star sighting of dancers in the wild (aka New York City Ballet principals just strolling down the street), actually attending the NYCB, Erin inspired by the NYCB to working on her jumping, me coveting gold ceilings, swooning over Steven Pasquale in The Robber Bridegroom, crazy subway rides, doughnuts from DOUGH, brunch at Empellon, midnight Prosecco runs, so much walking (Penn Station to Times Square to Bryant Park — Penn to Greenwich to Meatpacking to Chelsea to Union Square), and a stroll through Central Park.
I am one of those weird people who both needs to be the planner and organizer of trips, but also has severe anxiety about doing things, like booking hotels. So what happens is I have whole itineraries of places to go, things to see, all the foods we must eat, and no hotel. Mind you, I have a list of the top 10 hotels in a variety of price-ranges, but I can’t commit to one. This becomes obvious when, say next week, we are going to NYC for the weekend and we have theater tickets, I’ve mentally worked up a eating & drinking walking tour of Brooklyn, and I just booked my bus ticket yesterday. I hope to have our hotel picked before the bus pulls into the city. Or it could be apparent in my Memorial Day trip to Montana/Wyoming/Utah (though this one I’m super on top of the game). I mean, we have a rental car and 3 out of 4 hotels booked…we just might have to camp in Glacier National Park (which saw 10 inches of snow last week). But don’t worry, I know where you can get a GF breakfast in Polson, fill a growler with craft beer in Missoula, buy boozy cider in Bozeman, and stop for scenic photos in Paradise Valley. Just can’t decide between a cabin or an inn in West Glacier (I think we’re going Inn — no chance of getting stuck by the dumpster).
- Mother’s Day may have passed, but sweet advertisements about adoptive moms live on.
- Illustrated Women in History. (I’m only disappointed that I didn’t come up with this idea. It could be because drawing isn’t really my forte).
- 10 surefire ways to be a Christian a-hole. (Step #1, take offense at the title someone else wrote — that I love).
- Being super impressed and inspired by photographer Kate Parker’s “Strong is the New Pretty” photo series. If we had more of that and less of the photoshop, maybe we’d have less anxiety and eating disorders in the world.
- Decided that despite this man’s opinion, Harry Potter and Lord of the Rings didn’t lead me down a path to brain damage and the devil. I cannot not however say that for The Mill on the Floss or Tess of the D’Urbervilles.
- Wondering why my sibling doesn’t love me enough to set me up with Prince Harry. Step it up, Josh, there are options.
- Loving the custom cases of the ladies of the NYCB, and prepping to see them next weekend!
- Getting prematurely excited for Finding Dory (work did not pay me to say that) and it’s hilarious tagline: “The unforgettable journey she probably won’t remember.”
All Things Hamilton (or all of Broadway).
Hair twin was on Charlie Rose and Jimmy Fallon — cause those are pretty much the same things. Leslie Odom, Jr. (or as I refer to him, The Man Who Stared Deeply Into my Eyes for 30 Seconds While He Sang) has a whole piece dedicated to his awesomeness in the New York Times. Lin and Chance the Rapper — too cool for me. #EduHam was on GMA. Arts and Kids…my heart melts.