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Un Attimo, Per Favore.

Adventures abroad. Adventures at home.

"They’re singing Oprah." -Aldo, a 5th grader I tutored, after he heard the choir class in the next room hit a high note. (at Loft Opera)

"They’re singing Oprah." -Aldo, a 5th grader I tutored, after he heard the choir class in the next room hit a high note. (at Loft Opera)

Snail mail. From across the pond.

Snail mail. From across the pond.

Free fallin’ (aka making Tom Petty proud). (at Hollywood Stunts NYC)

Free fallin’ (aka making Tom Petty proud). (at Hollywood Stunts NYC)

Things people shout to Brenda and I while we run:
Lookin’ good ladies.
Beat that record!
Keep it up, Miss America.
Run, Forrest! Run!
Oh WOW! Go, go, go, running!
(Honk, honk)

Things people shout to Brenda and I while we run:
Lookin’ good ladies.
Beat that record!
Keep it up, Miss America.
Run, Forrest! Run!
Oh WOW! Go, go, go, running!
(Honk, honk)

Don’t stop, never give up. Hold your head high and reach the top. Let the world see what you have got. Bring it all back to you. #aintnopartylikeansclub7party

Don’t stop, never give up. Hold your head high and reach the top. Let the world see what you have got. Bring it all back to you. #aintnopartylikeansclub7party

And in conclusion, may I please remind you that it does not say RSVP on the Statue of Liberty.

And in conclusion, may I please remind you that it does not say RSVP on the Statue of Liberty.

Vamos a la playa.

Vamos a la playa.

We go together like bananas and oranges. #shorerunners

We go together like bananas and oranges. #shorerunners

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A Cause for Celebratation.

As I pop open the Martinelli’s this morning to celebrate the past year in NYC, I invite you all to take a stroll down memory lane with me. Think back to December 2012. Remember when I moved to Portland, OR and no one thought I’d come back to NYC? You do? Me too.

After moving to Portlandia NYC recruiters started coming out of the wood works and all the job leads that looked promising were coming from the city. I even landed an interview with a NYC-based company for a role I thought was a perfect match.

When I received the news that I didn’t get the job I interviewed for I was devastated. Like, ugly cry devastated. In the middle of my meltdown Mama Kasen sat down next to me and said, “If you miss New York that bad, why don’t you just go back?” Immediately, the waterworks stopped. I stared at her in shock. It was so simple. If everything was pointing me towards NYC, why didn’t I just move back? And why hadn’t that crossed my mind before?

Exactly one year ago (January 24, 2013) I hopped on a plane to, once again, move to NYC for what I initially thought would only be for a few months. It’s funny how a few months quickly turned into one year…

The past year has been the doldrums while simultaneously being splendid (yes, they can coexist). There were adventures, laughs, miracles, food, friendships created, friendships fortified, unbelievably good experiences, unbelievably bad experiences, dreams came true, dreams didn’t come true (cough, cough, Jauntaroo, cough), confusion, serendipitous moments, waiting, the relentless pursuit of the ideal career, and meditating (an incredible amount of meditation and prayer).

And guess what? It’s still not over. Hooray! But perhaps this chapter is nearing its end. Or at least that’s what it is beginning to look like.

So now, I raise my glass to you, my family and friends, to say thank you from the bottom of my heart. Thank you for embracing this uncertainty alongside me. While the suspense and unpredictability of the past 365 days drove us bonkers each one of your pep talks, jokes, real talks, hugz, job leads, high-fives, brainstorm sessions, prayers, fasts, sacrifices and generosity made all of the difference. I couldn’t have made it through this past year without Y-O-U.

XoOoxX - Chelsea

MLK day in Little India.

MLK day in Little India.