"Il Mulino?" "Maialino?" "Who's cake is that?" "That's for Stanley?" "He's my girlfriend's boyfriend." "Are you heading to the Gramercy Park Hotel?" "Whatever."
Stay away from prescription pills people!
Friday, January 2, 2015
Jan. 2nd
"Il Mulino?" "Maialino?" "Who's cake is that?" "That's for Stanley?" "He's my girlfriend's boyfriend." "Are you heading to the Gramercy Park Hotel?" "Whatever."
Thursday, January 1, 2015
New Years Day 2015
Hello 2015!! Inspired by a video created by a director I worked with previously this year, I'm going to try to document this whole year, one photo at a time. This and watching one "Friends" episode each day are my resolutions.
Jan. 1st: I woke up this morning and decided to freeze my little Texas butt off and go to the park to shoot around using a borrowed ball from one of my co-workers-- that I've had for about 7 months :) Amazing to get back to something so familiar and so removed from my present reality.
Jan. 1st: I woke up this morning and decided to freeze my little Texas butt off and go to the park to shoot around using a borrowed ball from one of my co-workers-- that I've had for about 7 months :) Amazing to get back to something so familiar and so removed from my present reality.
Friday, November 28, 2014
Melty Chocolate Chip Cookies
A mound of melty, chocolatey-chip goodness saved the day!
After a good tongue-lashing from some guests this afternoon, the day was looking pretty grim. It irks me to no end when the day after Thanksgiving, I'm screamed at for a room not being prepared for some guests when they arrive. Not even able to defend myself, I have to politely smile and resist the urge to hold up a mirror to let them see how they are behaving!
Alas, we cannot. I will store that away in some memory bank to use at a later date for a character... maybe. Hopefully. Lord knows I've got tons of material to play an irrational, entitled human being.
Back to the cookies... some guests who have been regulars for as long as I've worked here, brought us some chocolate chip cookies from Marc Forgione... and they were still warm! It's more the gesture than the cookie that made my day!
After a good tongue-lashing from some guests this afternoon, the day was looking pretty grim. It irks me to no end when the day after Thanksgiving, I'm screamed at for a room not being prepared for some guests when they arrive. Not even able to defend myself, I have to politely smile and resist the urge to hold up a mirror to let them see how they are behaving!
Alas, we cannot. I will store that away in some memory bank to use at a later date for a character... maybe. Hopefully. Lord knows I've got tons of material to play an irrational, entitled human being.
Back to the cookies... some guests who have been regulars for as long as I've worked here, brought us some chocolate chip cookies from Marc Forgione... and they were still warm! It's more the gesture than the cookie that made my day!
Sunday, November 23, 2014
FlyWheel Challenge
On a steamy, sweaty summer sunset evening, I sauntered up the street to visit a place I'd never been before. Little did I know my life would change forever...
Sounds like a romance novel, no? Anyway, FlyWheel has become such a unique source of joy that I never anticipated. This summer I decided to do my concierge duties and research exercise options in the neighborhood for our guests at The Greenwich Hotel.
If you recall, I broke my foot in February in such a way that I needed a plate & 5 screws to repair the bone. Go big or go home, right?! This was two weeks before opening Cupid & Psyche, a play that I loved with my whole heart and I was a title character, so not exactly replaceable at that point. I've said it before but it's amazing what can be accomplished when "no" is not an option. The play was performed in a walking boot--we just added a line & the audience forgot about it!
The day after we closed, surgery happened then my world became very very simple. Get to work. Get home. The end. NYC on crutches is not something I wish on my worst enemy! Very humbling. Needless to say, my arms got strong and my waist got squishy. Crutches turned into walking boot, walking boot turned into gimpy walk, gimpy walk turned into a sassy saunter :) But to this day I have yet to go for a run, which used to be my meditation, my escape, my freedom. I'd plug into my music and let the rest go. I missed that so so much!
Kait, the TriBeCa studio manager, brilliantly offered us at The Greenwich classes so we could share our experience with our guests. Smart lady. Well, I got hooked immediately, even took a couple 5:30am classes with Lindsey before my 7:00am shifts and I do NOT consider myself a morning person!
When I saw the FlyWheel Instructor audition on Playbill's casting page, I wanted to attend so much but I feared my foot wouldn't be able to handle that much spinning. When the FlyWheel Challenge was announced, I saved all my pennies and decided to find out if I could push my body like I used to and if my foot would come along. Ecstatic to say not only is my foot flying fine, but it's helped me release the mental limitations I had placed on myself since the injury.
My body is my instrument. FlyWheel helped me remember how to play notes I'd forgotten.
Sounds like a romance novel, no? Anyway, FlyWheel has become such a unique source of joy that I never anticipated. This summer I decided to do my concierge duties and research exercise options in the neighborhood for our guests at The Greenwich Hotel.
If you recall, I broke my foot in February in such a way that I needed a plate & 5 screws to repair the bone. Go big or go home, right?! This was two weeks before opening Cupid & Psyche, a play that I loved with my whole heart and I was a title character, so not exactly replaceable at that point. I've said it before but it's amazing what can be accomplished when "no" is not an option. The play was performed in a walking boot--we just added a line & the audience forgot about it!
The day after we closed, surgery happened then my world became very very simple. Get to work. Get home. The end. NYC on crutches is not something I wish on my worst enemy! Very humbling. Needless to say, my arms got strong and my waist got squishy. Crutches turned into walking boot, walking boot turned into gimpy walk, gimpy walk turned into a sassy saunter :) But to this day I have yet to go for a run, which used to be my meditation, my escape, my freedom. I'd plug into my music and let the rest go. I missed that so so much!
Kait, the TriBeCa studio manager, brilliantly offered us at The Greenwich classes so we could share our experience with our guests. Smart lady. Well, I got hooked immediately, even took a couple 5:30am classes with Lindsey before my 7:00am shifts and I do NOT consider myself a morning person!
When I saw the FlyWheel Instructor audition on Playbill's casting page, I wanted to attend so much but I feared my foot wouldn't be able to handle that much spinning. When the FlyWheel Challenge was announced, I saved all my pennies and decided to find out if I could push my body like I used to and if my foot would come along. Ecstatic to say not only is my foot flying fine, but it's helped me release the mental limitations I had placed on myself since the injury.
My body is my instrument. FlyWheel helped me remember how to play notes I'd forgotten.
Sunday, November 2, 2014
Nudges
I'm perfectly happy to admit I need direction in this life. Nothing thrills me more than when I get some help navigating my decisions. This happened today in a very subtle way, but definitely pertaining to my question.
First of all, I should say I'm not a person who believes in coincidence. I believe something greater than myself exists that shapes the patterns of my life. Many people call it many different names, I call it God. This afternoon I asked for help deciding if I should pursue an opportunity to work for a different company. It's a change I've been contemplating for several months and one I'd really enjoy. This evening I got two very different but wonderful confirmations that I am exactly where I need to be. My favorite face of Tribeca stopped by for a brief chat. A man I met on my first day as a barista at Locanda Verde and a man I made coffee for 2 years before moving over to his hotel. Then a family in town for the marathon stopped by to tell their stories from their glorious day! Yep, I'm happy here.
True, this is not a job I want to do forever. This is no secret, the GM of the hotel knows this, but until that time comes when I need to leave, I remain content. Never complacent, but content.
First of all, I should say I'm not a person who believes in coincidence. I believe something greater than myself exists that shapes the patterns of my life. Many people call it many different names, I call it God. This afternoon I asked for help deciding if I should pursue an opportunity to work for a different company. It's a change I've been contemplating for several months and one I'd really enjoy. This evening I got two very different but wonderful confirmations that I am exactly where I need to be. My favorite face of Tribeca stopped by for a brief chat. A man I met on my first day as a barista at Locanda Verde and a man I made coffee for 2 years before moving over to his hotel. Then a family in town for the marathon stopped by to tell their stories from their glorious day! Yep, I'm happy here.
True, this is not a job I want to do forever. This is no secret, the GM of the hotel knows this, but until that time comes when I need to leave, I remain content. Never complacent, but content.
Tuesday, October 28, 2014
FLY
I have decided to tip-toe into the world of bourgeoisie. Yes, I consciously, non-impulsively took a big financial hit and I am totally fine with it.
I've decided to take the FlyWheel Challenge. What is FlyWheel? You might ask. Well, it's an incredibly expensive but amazing form of burning a maximum amount of calories while mentally escaping into a room for 45 minutes on a stationary bike where I can close my eyes and the only focus is breathing and enjoying the music.
Due to the lingering issue with my right foot, I explored the joys of spinning this summer when the FlyWheel studio in Tribeca offered us a free month. Super smart, cause not only have I told numerous guests about the studio, but I'm now addicted. C'est la vie. I'm able to push myself to exhaustion with minimal impact on my wee foot. Hoorah!
What does this Challenge entail? (Do you like how I capitalize it b/c it's important?) Anyway, we did get a 28 day eating plan with a super-fance nutritionist. She looks like Barbie but has a realistic approach and seems very practical. I'm modifying the plan based on my budget and schedule. Oh, but I may have won the lottery tonight. One second... Nope.
We also get 16 classes-don't worry I did the math and if I were to buy 16 classes, I'd be spending more than the cost of the challenge. I will not tell you how much each class is because I will not be judged by you! Plus, you can just look it up online if you're very curious.
Very little is ever in my hands. I have a job that tells me when to work, they tell me how much they will pay me, my job is to help other people figure out what to do in the City, my other profession is only possible when other people give me the opportunity to perform for them, I rarely get to act lately and I've been feeling rather sad about that. This is my remedy. If I let myself go down the path of 'woe to me' too long, I start really building up stories about how lost I am. Truthfully, I'm not lost at all. I know this. And I am taking a financial leap with this venture.
I've decided to take the FlyWheel Challenge. What is FlyWheel? You might ask. Well, it's an incredibly expensive but amazing form of burning a maximum amount of calories while mentally escaping into a room for 45 minutes on a stationary bike where I can close my eyes and the only focus is breathing and enjoying the music.
Due to the lingering issue with my right foot, I explored the joys of spinning this summer when the FlyWheel studio in Tribeca offered us a free month. Super smart, cause not only have I told numerous guests about the studio, but I'm now addicted. C'est la vie. I'm able to push myself to exhaustion with minimal impact on my wee foot. Hoorah!
What does this Challenge entail? (Do you like how I capitalize it b/c it's important?) Anyway, we did get a 28 day eating plan with a super-fance nutritionist. She looks like Barbie but has a realistic approach and seems very practical. I'm modifying the plan based on my budget and schedule. Oh, but I may have won the lottery tonight. One second... Nope.
We also get 16 classes-don't worry I did the math and if I were to buy 16 classes, I'd be spending more than the cost of the challenge. I will not tell you how much each class is because I will not be judged by you! Plus, you can just look it up online if you're very curious.
Very little is ever in my hands. I have a job that tells me when to work, they tell me how much they will pay me, my job is to help other people figure out what to do in the City, my other profession is only possible when other people give me the opportunity to perform for them, I rarely get to act lately and I've been feeling rather sad about that. This is my remedy. If I let myself go down the path of 'woe to me' too long, I start really building up stories about how lost I am. Truthfully, I'm not lost at all. I know this. And I am taking a financial leap with this venture.
Wednesday, October 15, 2014
"Goodbye, my old friend..."
BIG change in my 'stable' world of work at The Greenwich. My manager and friend, Kai Gilsey, left his post as front office manager. Although a few years my junior, his maturity far surpassed mine in many ways and most his own age, which accounts for his success. He's a man of integrity & vision. His whispery voice & tall, Ken-like features will be missed at the desk... especially by all those middle-aged female guests.
As an actor, I've become accustomed to growing very close to strangers very quickly and creating believable, deep relationships. Then promptly bidding them farewell once the show closes or the film wraps. But my other world, my "real life", I depend on those relationships for support and consistency. It didn't hit me until I was faced with saying goodbye that I realized how much I'm going to miss this guy. These people are harder to lose. We'll try, I'm sure, to see one another but in a city of 9 million, it's more difficult than you realize.
I always thought I'd be the first to leave for a better opportunity. I wish him only good things! Heaven help us at The Greenwich :) Bring on the holiday season!!
As an actor, I've become accustomed to growing very close to strangers very quickly and creating believable, deep relationships. Then promptly bidding them farewell once the show closes or the film wraps. But my other world, my "real life", I depend on those relationships for support and consistency. It didn't hit me until I was faced with saying goodbye that I realized how much I'm going to miss this guy. These people are harder to lose. We'll try, I'm sure, to see one another but in a city of 9 million, it's more difficult than you realize.
I always thought I'd be the first to leave for a better opportunity. I wish him only good things! Heaven help us at The Greenwich :) Bring on the holiday season!!
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