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I'm a goals-type person. I always have been (my mom says that I have been writing and checking things off lists since as long as she can remember) and I probably always will be. The cool thing is that many (not all) of my resolutions/goals/list items have come true over the years.
One thing that I noticed recently after reviewing my 2007 goals was that the ones that I didn't even come close to meeting were either a. ones that I simply weren't motivated to meet or b. goals that I had set because someone else thought I should.
Example A: Let's take my weight for instance. I'm not as big as I was at the beginning of 2007 (but then again, I was 8 months pregnant) but I'm also not as slim as I was before I got pregnant. My youngest son is now ten months so I can't blame the weight on him any more (in my mind that excuse ends at 6 months). Here's the thing... I just have not had the outside motivation to lose the weight. The two people (my mom and my husband) whose opinions I value the most think that I look great. My husband is great/biased - I have to be having a really bad appearance day for him to think that I don't look great. I can usually count on my mom to be objective though. (This is the woman who told me that I needed to lose weight three months after the birth of my first son.) However, this time around, she's like "You look great. You don't need to lose any weight. All of your curves are in the right places." Thanks Ma! Don't get me wrong, I'm not a weight-obsessed person but the scales (and my favorite jeans) don’t lie. I still need to lose a few more pounds. So, that's one of my inner motivated goals for 2008 - to be at my pre-baby "fighting weight" before I turn 35 on May 21st.
Example B: Learning to drive is the best example for me of a goal that I haven't met because it never really was my goal. How, you might ask, can I be from Virginia and not know how to drive? The answer (as un-pc as it is) is that I was constantly with my high school boyfriend who drove me everywhere that I wanted to go. After high school, I moved to Manhattan and have been here every since. Although my husband drives, it is not necessary to drive in Manhattan. That's one of the things that I love the most about the city. Anyway, for the last couple of years, learning to drive has been on my goal list for the year. Everyone said that I should learn - my husband, my mom, my in-laws, random strangers, etc., etc. Here's the thing, I'm a reasonably intelligent person (or so I think) but for some reason I have this fear of driving the wrong way down streets, because I have the worst sense of physical direction. My husband always says that my angels work overtime, because I always manage to get to where I need to be (usually due to the kind generosity of helpful strangers). I haven't really had a good enough reason to conquer this fear until this year. My oldest son will be going to preschool in September '08 and I want to be able to get to him as quickly as possible if necessary so this summer I will learn to drive. I already have the learner's permit (I have to make sure that it hasn't expired!), so it's just a matter of driving.Anyway, I'll follow up with you in May and August and let you know how both goals are going. Meanwhile, have fun setting and meeting your own goals for 2008!
Today was such a great day. Everyone in the family has gotten over the worst of their cold symptoms, so we’re back on track.
My husband and I had our first kid-free movie date since Sean (our 10 months old son) was born. We went to see The Great Debaters. It was excellent. The movie is loosely based on a true story about a Black college debate team that ultimately (spoiler alert!) wins a debate against Harvard. All of the actors did an amazing job and although a few of the scenes are racially disturbing, the movie is inspiring and uplifting. Besides the movie being great, I was just happy to be able to eat my nachos (my favorite movie food!) and drink my soda in peace and quiet (besides that one crazy person in the theater who kept threatening out loud to “go down to Texas” – you have to see the movie to understand his anger).
Later this evening, a married couple friend of ours came over. We have them over for dinner a lot. This time they brought the meal, cooked it and cleaned up afterwards. While we women talked about our hopes for 2008, the men and my oldest son played the Wii game. Sean was just having fun walking around (he’s all over the place with his little robot walk – so cute!) It was such a relaxing, fun evening.
Now, everyone is in bed while I get a little blogging and work done. I’m going to bed by 11:30pm tonight, which is good for me.
As Ice Cube said in one of his songs, “Today was a good day”. (I never know what quote will go through my mind – from classic literary ones to rap lyrics. The human mind’s capacity for variety is amazing!)
“The best plans of men and mice often go awry” - Robert Burns
My husband (a new teacher) has vacation this entire week. So, last week we made plans for every day of our "at-home" vacation in the City. Monday, we would go to the American Museum of Natural History. Tuesday, we would celebrate Christmas with my husband's family. Wednesday, I would give my husband a break and take the kids to a Kwanzaa celebration at the Children's Museum, etc., etc.
Besides Christmas day, nothing has been going according to plan.
I was really sick on Monday, so my husband and older son went to AMNH without me and the baby. The worst of my cold is over today, but now my baby is sick, so we won't be making the Kwanzaa celebration.
Oh well, it was a good plan...
At different points in my life, time, energy and money have held varying levels of importance. Sometimes, money is more important....it will be so again in a couple of years when we'll need a bigger car; to buy a home; etc.
Right now, time and energy are the most important. When my husband switched from computer programming to teaching, I thought that my family would have more time together. We will (in the summer) but we don't right now. With teaching school, going to school, preparing his lesson plans for the next day of school, etc, etc.... time with my husband is the most important.
The best gift that I gave my husband for Christmas was the gift of time - 15 hours a month to be exact. Let me explain...
1. My husband spends about 30 minutes a day looking for parking which equals 900 minutes/15 hours for a 30 days month.
2. I gifted him a monthly parking space. Coming from the South (where parking is plentiful) it seems like highway robbery to pay $250/month for a parking space. However, when I calculated the price per hour based on the amount of time saved ($250 divided by 15 hours) the parking space value came out to approximately $17/hour.
3. Since my husband makes more than $17/hour, it's a better investment of his time for us to pay the parking space fee (at least during the school year - we'll see about the summer).
On those same lines... the best gift that my husband gave me for Christmas was a monthly maid service to do the deep cleaning around the apartment. I'm so happy about that. I keep my home in pretty good condition (I think so anyway) but I hate doing the deep cleaning. At $20/an hour it's a BARGAIN to get someone to do what I dislike so much.
In any event, I think that each family has to make their own decisions about time/energy/money decisions. For example, my husband expressed the desire to send his shirts out to be dry-cleaned (both of us hate ironing dress shirts). We had to draw the line there though. We can't justify the expense. We just have to suck it up and take turns ironing the shirts. It's fine though because we both got what we wanted the most.
Tommy Hilfiger and Glamour magazine are holding a "make your dream come true" contest, where they will document making three dreams come true. (Off the top of my head, I think that they have to be able to make the dream come true for $10,000 or less and it has to be doable within a week's timeframe.)
When I read about the contest, I thought that I would have a hard time narrowing down my dream. When I really thought about it though, I didn't have any dreams for myself that fell within those parameters. [A brownstone costs more than $10,000!] Overall, it made me think of how lucky I am to be living out my dreams daily in the best city on the planet. I did enter though. My dream was to treat my mom from Virginia like the star that she is for a few days in NYC (luxe hotel; pampering day spa; Fifth Avenue shopping spree; and dinner and a Broadway show). We could do these things for her one by one, but it would be nice to do it all in one shot.
Anyway, take some time to dream (for yourself and/or for your loved ones) and enter the contest at http://glamalert.com/dreamingcontest/. Good luck!
My whole family went to the CMOM on Saturday to see the performance. Unfortunately, I was the only one who enjoyed it (well Sean, my baby, seemed to enjoy it too - if that counts). Both Michael and my husband had these glazed, “when will this be over?” looks on their faces during the performance. I think that part of the lack of interest was that some of the songs were in Hebrew and we didn’t know the English ones (perhaps if they would have had a songbook, it would have been more inclusive?). My husband did know the dreidel song though – perhaps because he grew up in NYC. In any event, at the end of the performance, my husband was like, “Where’s the latkes?” and Michael said, “You said that there would be food.” (I did not. CMOM where it was held, doesn’t even allow food.) Oh well, I tried. Next year, I’ll take them to a Hanukkah event with latkes!
Later that day, we tried to get a good picture of the kids to go on our holiday cards. (I don’t really like “perfect” professional photos for my holiday cards – I want family and friends to see the kids in a somewhat natural pose.) What did I learn? 1. I could never be a children’s photographer and 2. I could never be a baby wrangler (a job related to helping kids on film). It was hilarious! First, the batteries in the camera kept acting up, so my husband and I were having this huge conversation about alkaline and non-alkaline batteries – which ones would make the crazy camera work. Finally, we had the camera working correctly. Then, the kids would not both be still at the same time. My baby Sean, who is nine months, kept crawling towards us as we tried to take the picture. When Sean sat still, Michael would make these crazy Joker-esque smiles when we said, “Smile”. (By the end, we learned that saying “Cheese” cured that problem.) Finally, we said, “This is the last picture. It is what it is.” So, below you’ll see the shot that our family and friends will get on their Snapfish holiday cards. (Oh well, next year perhaps we will do the professional shoot thingy!)

The New York Theatre Ballet is giving away four tickets to their one hour Nutcracker performance on December 29th at 3:30PM.
"GROUNDBREAKING in its programming and execution, NYTB's wildly popular Once Upon A Ballet series provides entertaining storybook ballets meticulously rendered in miniature. Our traditional Nutcracker and Cinderella classics, as well as new works such as The Alice-In-Wonderland Follies and Mother GOOSE! are only one hour in length - perfectly suited to the attention span of our youngest audience members, yet sophisticated enough for the most discerning adult."
NUTCRACKER
DEC 14-30, 2007
GET TICKETS ONLINE TODAY AT www.nytb.org
Mom in the City members can enter simply by sending an email to contests@mominthecity.com with "Nutcracker" in the Subject line. The winner will be chosen on December 20th.