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I did it all… almost

This past year has been challenging to say the least, and I have done nothing but complain about it, just look at the somewhat sad previous entries, where I bitch and say I was going to make some changes, but I found myself too busy with being in bed all day watching funny YouTube videos (you do it too so shut up).

Anyways, if anything the one good thing that came out of this weird, crazy roller-coaster of a year, is that I gained some knowledge on the wonderful thing that is adulting (hope you can read the sarcasm in that). I also can say, this year, I lived to the best of my capacity never missing an opportunity and making it work, regardless of social, financial, emotional or family related difficulties.

In the spirit of me getting shit done, finally, and a better 2017 from here on, I like to take notes from Robert and make this a music post. And the song that has been on replay in my head for the last few weeks is Lived by One Republic. I took the year by the horns and made it by bitch, I manage to meet new people, go to festivals, try new places and more, all while dealing with depression and a hard family event. In the past I would have let my depression take over me, not today Satan, not today! This is also the song I would like to be in my mind when I finally kick the bucket, so time to gain more experiences and LIVE.

Two Cities, Two Streets

 

Just about one year ago, we found each other working on our first collaboration, a blog post called Two Cities, Two Bridges. We set a date, a time and place, each in our respective cities and we picked our favorite bridge…you see we kind of have a thing for bridges, we like taking photos of them. The post received a great response, and it wasn’t too long before we thought about working together again. One probably drunken night, we came up with the idea of shooting Canal Street, the same idea behind last years project, but with a different subject matter, since both cities share streets of that name. We decided to choose 5 photos that in a small way represented what Canal Street is all about, both in New York and in New Orleans. We hope you all enjoy our selection, or that at least this post inspires you to come visit our cities.

Soranny-

So here we are again, about a year ago Robert and I found each other thanks to the magic of WordPress, and right away respect and love for each others work developed and of course the desire to work together no matter the distance. Last year we published our first collaboration, Two Cities, Two Bridges, with a great response from everyone, and of course we are back at it again. I love New Orleans, that is no secret, and I love New York, so what better way to express that love by showing off Canal Street! Something that both cities have in common beside that word New in their names. While in New York, Canal is a chaotic commerce center where Chinatown and Little Italy come together. Here in New Orleans Canal is where the French Quarter’s meet the Central Business District (CBD), where old meets new, and life becomes history. You can see how the industrial revolution and the 21st century took over by just crossing the street, leaving narrow streets meant for horses and wagons behind to be replaced by modern architecture and businesses. Colonial houses become straight line glass buildings, but 100 years do not seem that long ago. A lot happens along Canal Street in New Orleans-restaurants, shops, doctors offices and hotels all in one strip, the 9-5 workers give way to the erratic night life that starts where Bourbon meets Canal, in a never ending circle of ‘regular’ vs ‘eccentric’. Definitely Canal is one of the best examples of how New Orleans traditions adapt to the modern world, how we work hard but still know how to have fun, and how this wonderful community remains up to date with the changing world but never leaving behind what makes us New Orleans.

 

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Robert-

First let me say what a thrill it is to be working with Soranny once again. She remains one of my favorite photographers, and I urge you to check out her other posts and her Instagram. She does a wonderful job capturing her love for New Orleans through her camera lens. You really feel the sense of life in her shots. Canal Street in Manhattan is an interesting place. Historically it was built over a poorly considered canal downtown. In time it became the early location of the jewelry trade, before becoming more of the commercial district it is today, full of vendors selling ‘genuine’ Ray Ban sunglasses and Gucci handbags. Canal Street also divides the neighborhoods of Little Italy and Chinatown, which provides a great cross-section of cultures to soak in. Having only 5 photos to choose from, it was impossible to showcase all of my walk on Canal Street. What I did come up with were some of my favorite things I saw that day-old buildings and signs, different cultures and people. That is a cool thing that happens when you explore a street like Canal-everything comes to life-sight, sounds and smells. I enjoyed seeing such a well known street through my camera lens, and I hope you enjoy it too. Here are my choices-

Here’s Robert and a Canal Street sign in New York-

 

And Soranny with a selfie and a Canal Street sign in New Orleans

 

 

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Change

My life has change, my life has given a 180 degree turn,I didn’t ask for it, trust me I didn’t,  I was happy, I was truly happy, I loved my house, my job, my little world, the weird bubble I was living in, but the bubble was popped, and here I am, standing in the middle of the nowhere but surrounded by people, working hard to solve a problem that is not mine but to which I have the solution to, losing all I worked for, what I dreamed about, for the greater good.

But is it really worth it? Is it wort it to sacrifice my present happiness for the probability of a better future, not only mines but others? I guess only time will tell, and I’ll just have to wait.

 

 

 

Bayou St. John 


It is amazing how the city can disappear around you, if you just concentrate on the trees, the ducks that are starting to migrate to the warmer weather and the breeze touching your skin, the cars, the buildings,the noises of city life banishing away, it’s just you and your thoughts for a moment, until is just you and the earth and nothing else, and nothing matters and you are free, and in that moment you feel nothing but complete pure happiness.

Good Luck Sory

Him: Oh I’m not ready to be with someone, my last relationship was hell.
Me: Ok, so what are we doing them?
Him: I like you but I don’t know, I think this is it for us….
Me: Ok (secretly I am about to blow someone’s head off, it might be his)
*3 weeks later, while Facebook stalking him, I see that he is officially in a relationship.*
Me: Well FUCK YOU TOO!
I tend to be that girl, the girl that everyone thinks it’s so cool and nice but no one ever wants to really be with. I am the female and real life version of Dane Cock on Good Luck Chuck, and I am getting tired of it! I am emotionally frustrated, and the fact that I have no shame on admitting it should let you know how bad it is.
For the last six years I’ve been that girl with every guy I’ve met, the pattern is so repetitive I already see it coming before it even starts, it goes like this:
I meet guy > We like each other > Guy tells me he is just getting out of a relationship > Guy leads me on to believe we could have something > Guy miraculously discovers he doesn’t want to be in a relationship > My feelings get hurt > Guy gets in a serious relationship with someone else.
I’ve started to stop things myself at about step three, which I might be stopping myself for finding something good, but there’s a 50% chance that I might be saving myself too, so I’ll take the second one, thanks!
I guess what I want to know is if am I wrong for doing this?

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XOXO

Seeking for advice, I think that is an appropriate title for this one

I am very lucky at finding men that are not convenient for me you might say, right now I am confused as if I made the right decision with the last person I felt emotionally connected to, so for lack of friends and because sometimes strangers are more helpful, I am turning to ya’ll for some advice and guidance.

Here is the back story, I was seeing this guy, let’s call him D1, and I liked him so much, I thought we were perfect for each other, the only problem was that he was just getting out of a three years relationship, in which he was mistreated, when we first met and he was, and still is, bitter and could not trust me, that I liked, cared and had real feelings for him. So it got complicated and tiring really soon, me trying to break down his walls and him building them up stronger, so after a few months of trying and having no results I gave up. I understand that I can’t force anyone to like me, and that everyone takes whatever amount of time they need to heal their broken heart, I mean it took me six years to be able to even think about getting close to someone, he has been single for about five months now, so I don’t blame him for being protective of his heart.

I am not over D1 although I haven’t talk to him since I came back from NY, about three weeks ago, but I’ve been trying to move on and not think about him. I’ve been somewhat successful, I even started talking to other people, this guy I’m particular whom I really liked, let’s called him D2 (because his name also starts with a D). He reminds me of R, the first man I ever fell in love with. R was, at the time we met, a married man, and recently divorced when we were together. Anyways, D2 is recently divorced (can you guys see the pattern here, and why I call myself lucky?), so recent he still has all the photos with his ex-wife on Facebook, although they are no longer FB friends.

To make the long story short, if there’s a possible way to do that, we went on our first official date this past Saturday and I realized I liked him, more than I thought I would, to the point that D1 didn’t even cross my mind, I had lots of fun on our date. He is not the type of person to be constantly checking in or what not so I am okay with the fact that he doesn’t text or call often, but I am the type of person that likes that, just so I can feel that when you say you like me it’s true, I guess. Yesterday while I was at work he asked me to call him, I told him I would do it once I got off and that way we could be on the phone for as long as we wanted, he is old school he rather talk than text (that’s another big adjustment because I hate talking on the phone), so once I get off I called him and he didn’t answer, he texted me right back that he was watching a movie with his kids and once it was over he would call me. I waited until eleven pm for the call, which is a long time since I’m old and usually in bed by 9:30, no call or text so I went to bed. I was upset, because why say you are going to do something and then don’t do it? I was so excited for the call that never came; I was sixteen years old again, it is kind of sad.

This morning at six am when I woke up, the first thing I did was write to him that we should stop talking and explained my reason as of why, more of less (I didn’t went in to detail about D1 and R and blah blah blah). The entire morning I was uneasy waiting for him to see the message (yes I was checking for that read notification to pop up like a kid watches the oven while baking cookies), to see what the was going to say back. He finally saw the message at 11:01 am, exactly. I got supper nervous, because he was going to write back and probably make me change my mind, wish I secretly wanted, but he never said anything at. Now I am even more upset that what I was last night, even when I know it was me who said we should no longer talk.

  I don’t know why I feel sad, I mean I barely know the guy. I can’t stop wondering if I made a mistake and if this time could have been different. I don’t longer know how I feel about the whole situation.

Any comments anyone one???

XOXO

Well Hello There Caitlyn

Normally I try not to express my opinions on certain topics, no because I don’t have one, but because I hate getting into arguments that won’t have any actual conclusion, and because I tend to think most people are stupid, so I tend to listen to others and stay quiet, let them ramble about whatever nonsense they believe is right, and then carry on without them knowing if I agree or not.

 But with Caitlyn Jenner taking over the world yesterday I could not stay silent. I don’t personally know her, but I couldn’t be happier for her, that she found who she is after all this time and that she is lucky enough to let the world know. Most people don’t have that opportunity and have to hide who they really are their whole life.

I hurts my soul to see people close to me, who I love, respect and hold to high standards be so closed-minded and full of hate towards something that they probably do not understand, because they have never been in a situation even close to similar to this, they have been who they are their entire life, they know this and they are comfortable with themselves, they have family that have support them through good and bad times, they have accomplished many wonderful things and have many opportunities in life that most people will never have.

You would think this type of people, does that have studied, travel, been in touch with different cultures and people, would be the ones to have an open mind and heart; it is surprising to see that is totally the opposite. Does educated, well read and “rounded” are the ones “hating”, for lack of a better word, on this woman who has finally found herself.

It is easy to assume that she is doing all this for publicity and money, based on the fact that she has been so open with her transition. We have to keep in mind that everyone copes in different ways, a person that has lived all of her life in the public eye, with us watching her every moved, would have a hard time trying to hide something as big as a total sex change, so what better way to deal with it than by doing it in the open and without any reservation? In a way is healthier for her to deal with this as she would deal with every other aspect of her life. It is her way of coping!!!!

If you were not in the public eye and you’ll had to go through a big change in your life, you would probably cope in a different way, probably by only telling your family or friends, by escaping to Paris and doing it all in secret, but you would do it your way, and that’s one of the biggest points here, everyone is different!

If you don’t understand something don’t hate on it, try to understand and learn about it, try and be kind to your human brothers and sisters that are just trying to find their place in the world, just like you probably already found yours. If you don’t want to learn or be associated with what you don’t understand, don’t like or don’t agree with, it is ok too, but don’t go around putting down others simply because your views on the world don’t match, be better than that.

She is not hurting anyone by being who she is, and she is setting a great example for those who struggle to find themselves because they are afraid of what others might think or say. Personally I applaud her, and I wish her nothing but the best in life!

XOXO

365 days or so latter

A year and three months ago today I moved to New Orleans from Miami, running away from my heart ache and problems like any good coward, thinking ” this is temporary and I’ll be back in no time”. I actually was thinking I was never going to be brave enough to make it away from what had become home and my comfort zone for the previous eight years.

“How was I going to survive in an unknown city, away from my family and friends? I most be crazy, yes that’s it I’ve lost it! I’ll be back in a few months and everything is going to be OK”. Those were my thoughts when I first moved, little by little and out of the nowhere this way of thinking was replaced by a growing love for this city and all that it is, and a year and three months later there is no other place I rather be than NOLA!

I’ve made it a whole year away from home, from people I love and make me feel safe, I am pretty much alone, still adapting to the city, have no friends, that part it’s kind of sad, yes I miss Miami and feel lonely at times, but I am proud of myself, what I have accomplished, how far I’ve gotten and how long it has lasted.

So my first I Made It! Monday does not only celebrates me surviving this past seven days without  having a mental break down and planing someone’s at work murder, JK (maybe) , but also me making it a whole year of my new life, without looking back, and learning to be happy and adapt, leaving the coward that once ran away in the past.

XOXO

Life’s a bitch

I’ve finally come to the conclusion that life is a bitch, and I know I am not the only one that’s come to figure this one out. You’re just trying to live your life, be happy and take it one day at a time; meanwhile, and for some unknown reason, life is trying to teach you a lesson.

Now my question is, what the fuck did I do for life to teach me a lesson in such harsh complicated way? Can life take it easy on me, and I don’t know, send an old wise man  to tell me what I need to know over a cup of coffee or something?

I guess when I am old as shit sitting in a nursing home I will finally understand why life keeps giving me lemons when I like mangoes. Until then I’ll rant.

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XOXO

PS: To my future kids, if ya’ll place me in a nursing home I will come back and hunt you once I am gone! *smiley face*

25 things about being 25

I love group text, they keep me connected to my friends even when we are all in different states, is not the same as sitting with them having a glass of wine while watching Netflix but is the closer thing we have to all  being in the same room at the same time. We text each other all the time and we never know when the conversation started or when it will end, and I love it!!

While texting away this week we got into the conversation about how your life changes once you turn 25, since I am one of the oldest in my group of friends I often find myself giving advice to the others. This time i found myself telling them “A lot it’s going to change once you hit 25”, they asked me why or how and I couldn’t come up with a good explanation but telling them that it just does and that they will understand what I am saying once they get there. So as a way of giving them an answer to who things change once you get to 25, and because I enjoy making list and using bullet points here are 25 things that happen once you turn 25.

PS: most of these, and by most I really mean all of this, only apply to women, sorry boys but I really don’t know what to be a man is.

  1. Wine is now your best friend.
  2. All your friends now have kids, they may or may not be married, but they have kids.
  3. Your wedding calendar is booked during wedding season.
  4. You start drinking socially and not to get wasted.
  5. You can’t really get wasted anymore; you’re sober one minute and almost dying the next, there’s no in between.
  6. You really don’t want to hang or go out with those that like to drink to get wasted; the idea of going out with Maria gives you a headache because you know she will want to drink the whole bar and she can’t “handle her liquor”.
  7. Your circle of friends gets even smaller, and this has nothing to do with everyone starting to have kids, it has to do with growing in different directions.
  8. Having your own place so you can have people over and “entertain” becomes a most have.
  9. Getting a boyfriend is no longer a matter of having someone to hang out with, now you are looking for a possible life partner, so yes you get picky or picker if you were already a picky one.
  10. One day out of the blue someone will call you ma’am and then there’s no stopping it after that, it will happen daily.
  11. You handle you money different and better, also saving becomes important.
  12. Pulling an all nighter, hahahahaha what’s that?
  13. Making new friends is hard, again because you’re picky.
  14. Staying in sounds way better now than it did only 3 years ago.
  15. You realize romantic relationships don’t get easier with time, you are still going to get your heart-broken at 25 and it’s going to hurt just like it did at 16, the difference now is that you can handle it better.
  16. You start doing things alone you would never imagine before, like sitting at a bar and having a glass of wine or going to the movies.
  17. You can now rent a car, congratulations!!
  18. Being single sucks, but at the same time is not that bad, that one is kind of confusing but once you turn 25 you’ll get it.
  19. You smile more, you laugh more, you become nicer to people, your pride is not always in the way.
  20. Brunch becomes your favorite meal, forget the fact that is not a real meal and it only really happens on Sundays.
  21. You start telling 20 year old “you are only 20, you still young and have a lot of time”.
  22. You don’t like to be around 18 year olds, because they make you feel like a grandma.
  23. Part of you is in and up to date on all trending topics, but part of you is clueless about wha is trending, and it can get really confusing when what is trending can change over night.
  24. You actually take your time and think before making any type of life changing decisions.
  25. You now appreciate life, realize that it is only one and you most live it happy, so you start doing things to like, be around people you love and love you back.

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XOXO