I have vivid memories of jumping on my Grandma’s bed as a child, with a banana in my hand, scratching my head and exclaiming OoOoAhAh! I was certain I could pass as a monkey.
“who’s my little monkey?” – Grandma Forster
My ear-to-ear grin is hard to miss while I’m intently watching every move monkeys make at the zoo. They fascinate and amuse me with their playful antics. I am then disheartened when I remember that these interactions are separated by glass. I truly understand the importance of zoos – I know that I want to learn about the wonderful creatures with which we share the Earth. However, I’ve always dreamt of seeing them in person – in the jungle, swinging from vines and beating their chests with a loud HooHoo!
Well that opportunity is finally here. Continue reading
I’d really love to hear about them
Next time I see you - I expect a high-five!
I think high-fives are underrated. I am constantly initiating them and I haven’t had one rejection in my 31 years on Earth – albeit a few surprised looks. I give them to celebrate many things. If someone offers me sound advice, they get one. If someone does a great job at something, they may even get two. There are too many ways to count to get a high-five from me. It’s just a great little way to celebrate wonderful gestures and excellent accomplishments.
I am even happier when someone else initiates one. Just yesterday, I was running to catch a train and lept through the air sideways through a closing door. I was ecstatic to make the train (nothing is worse than the door closing in your face). Upon landing, this couple exclaimed, “That was awesome! Go you!” and then high-fived me!
That really made my day. When’s the last time you gave or received a high-five?
Truth be told, starting this blog was simply a way to acclimate myself to the social media world during my career transition. I was very resistant to committing any of the little time I actually have, to writing these posts. Little did I know that it would bring such positive value to my life. Continue reading
Standing outside for hours in the heart of Times Square, promoting a play is tough, but adding rain to the situation makes it awful.
A few weeks ago, I found myself in this very situation and was less than thrilled. I was standing there trying to find the silver lining in this situation. The only thing I could come up with was that I was holding a super cute rainbow polka dot umbrella that I got for Christmas (Thanks, Mom!). When i suddenly spotted its twin.
My polka dot umbrella from Target (Thanks, mom!)
I was definitely shocked to see a very burly manly man holding it. We made eye contact and were immediately grinning. Without saying a word, we reached out and “cheers’ed” our umbrellas. Such a random moment that I think of anytime it rains.
What a great silver lining to have stored in my back pocket.