There’s something about watching the creation of a new business. Maybe it’s because it’s a friend of mine, or maybe it’s because I love coffee, but watching the renovation, construction and overall building of the new 2% Jazz location (in the Hudson Building) has been nothing short of pure excitement. Having been through the same process before with Smoken Bones (conveniently, right around the corner on the other side of the building), I was well versed in the art of construction photography.
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Those who know me, read this blog or follow me on Twitter might be aware that life has been throwing me a few curve balls in the past few months. I say I’ve been hitting them out of the ballpark. Life is too short to have sorrow (so says a great song by “Pretty Lights”…look it up) and I intend to make the most of every day from now until the ends of time. Though it is easy to say, it is a lot harder to actually put it into practice. Sometimes you feel like shit. Sometimes you wake up with a hang over. Sometimes your kids drive you so bat shit crazy all day that the minute your husband walks in the door you want to run for the nearest mental institution and commit yourself (if only for the free housekeeping and food). But there are moments we strive for, so we push past the ones that make us want to scream at the top of our lungs. We revel in the good moments. Here’s an example:
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If you read my last two posts, you’ll know that there has been a very important and life changing thing going on in my life at this time. It’s hard to string into words the emotions that have been swirling around this house for the past few months, but it is nearly impossible to convey. Suffice it to say, there have been many tears, arguments, tense moments, quiet thought, introspection, discussion, belly laughs with friends, changes in routine, diet, habits…there have been ups and downs and everything in between. But this family is stronger than ever now and we only have each other to thank.
It’s hard when you are used to telling the whole world what’s going in your life. When something comes up in that life that seems too important to share, too intimate to show to everyone and anyone, then everything comes to a stand still. What could I possibly say here that would not share our secrets, air our dirty laundry for all the people to see? I felt empty. I couldn’t sit at this keyboard and write anything, say anything without thinking I was saying too much. If I share our lives at this tender time, will it make things worse? Will it be therapy?
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It seems my last post hit a nerve. Maybe it’s that a lot of us are in a place in our lives that is inexplicably complicated. Struggling to haul ourselves out of bed to face the world for galaxies of different reasons. Too poor to buy food for our families, too tired to play with our kids, too busy to clean the toilet, too depressed to open the curtains. But my last post wasn’t supposed to be sad or depressing. Far from it.
My last post was meant to convey that I’ve reached a stage in my life where I realize that there is so much more to it then what I’ve given it thus far. Life is hard and the people in it make it complicated, lovely, exhausting, joyful, fun, difficult, terrifying and ultimately worth every second of tears and belly laughs. Decisions we make for ourselves can seem selfish as every decision made affects those around us, especially those we love and cherish. But one must, at some point in our life, make painful or terrifying decisions.
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A lot goes on behind the scenes of a blog, which is really just a window into someone’s life…or however much of it they wish for you to see.
Sometimes I feel like grabbing a megaphone and shouting from the rooftops about all that’s going on in my life. I want everyone to know what I’m doing, where I’m going and who I’m doing it with. And then there are times when I want to crawl under a rock that is hidden far below the sea with a million pounds pushing down on it and nothing but the silence of the waves to listen to. Those are the times when posting a recipe about what I made last week seems utterly irrelevant. I start to wonder why I’m doing this. Did I start this site to provide recipes to the public? Did I start it as a way for me to get things off my chest? Is anyone really listening anyway?
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