Happy Chinese New Year!
This is the year of The Rabbit. For all you Rabbits out there, I love you! Who doesn’t love bunnies ? I, on the other hand, am a Monkey. Monkeys are curious creatures. Not everyone likes them. In fact, people usually either love them or despise them. Not many people are indifferent about monkeys. It makes me think. I like being a Monkey. Like all zodiacal descriptions of people, I fit the bill for the most part. Personally, I prefer to read my daily horoscope at the end of the day. It is interesting when it is spot on! (To find out more about the Chinese Zodiac and The Year of the Rabbit, go to: http://www.c-c-c.org/chineseculture/zodiac/Rabbit.html )
Some people are upset that the signs of the Zodiac have shifted. I don’t really know how that has happened or if it really matters. I do believe that learning about astrology is interesting and that knowing myself and my tendencies is beneficial. What do you think?
No task is too great for the clever Monkeys. They master most anything. They have extremely charming manners that draw others. Monkeys solve difficult problems with ease.They are quick-witted,innovative, and they have total and intense belief in themselves. No one delights in their own accomplishments like the Monkeys. Enjoying themselves immensely, they try anything at least once! Monkeys are intellectual and their memory is phenomenal. They recall the smallest details of everything they have seen,read, and heard. They must depend on that memory since they have an otherwise untidy mind. Monkeys are wizards with money. They are original, shrewd, and when they need to, they can fool anyone.There are a hundred and one fantastic schemes they want to try, and you can bet they make some of them work. Even when they take you in, it is hard to be angry with them, or begrudge them anything. They don’t care what opinions others have of them. They know they are lucky, and they also know they have the ability to change things when convenience calls. Monkeys are virtually unsinkable! When the odds are stacked against them, Monkeys know when to quit. Their timing is superb, and they will wait to try another time. If you try to trick Monkeys, they will probably catch you. They never make a move without a plan. They are great strategists. They can spot an opportunity in any form. They never miss a trick!
Monkeys are hard workers once they have a piece of the action. The bigger the piece, the better they do. Monkeys like to travel, and they want to do it first class.They need a certain amount of excitement in their lives.
Since Monkeys get what they want without too much trouble, they may not care about all their conquests. They lose interest quickly and must learn to finish what they start and take care of what they have. People always flock around Monkeys,but Monkeys don’t trust very much. They know a select group of friends that they choose carefully. Money is a must for Monkeys, and they usually have it, or will be in the process of getting it.They know nothing is permanent. They improve and try to do better, and often amaze even themselves. Monkeys like facts and they hate to waste time. Always remember, Monkeys don’t care if you approve of them or not, and if not careful, you will be eating right out of their hands! They are the ultimate diplomats and slip in and out of difficulties with ease.
Monkeys must be careful in romance, although clear-sighted, they are very critical and lose interest in anyone they can’t consider their peer.They are vain and egotistical,but even that is to their advantage.
Monkeys are always out in front!
Find the year that you were born and check out the Chinese Zodiac. It’s fun and surprisingly accurate! Xin Nian Kuai Le! Nian nian you yu! (Happy New Year and Wishing you prosperity every year!)
Home sick today. Stomach flu and cramps. Last week I went to work even though I had the flu pretty bad. I felt obligated because I knew it would be busy and I was needed. It was a tough week for me. My kids were all sick with varying degrees of the flu. As a mother, I wanted to be able to focus on them and take care of them better than I did this past week. I feel badly. They are great kids. My husband, who managed to not get sick this time, did just fine taking care of us. Somehow being sick put me in a funk.
I felt great Friday and Saturday. I went out with my girlfriend and had a fantastic time on Saturday night. Then I hit a wall on Sunday. I am glad today is the 1st of the month. I feel like I can get a fresh start. I am home. I am sick. But the wall is breaking down. I know what I need to get better and get motivated. I need to go shopping!
Seriously, I need to get groceries! Some fresh homemade food is definitely in order. All that comfort food from last week is weighing me down. I need the antioxidants. Berries, yogurt, and whole grains usually does the trick. A salad and some lean meat for dinner sounds good. Even the walking while shopping gets me going. I have been pretty lazy lately. Maybe I will even clean out the fridge and clean the kitchen. That should do it!
Now, if I can only get off this couch . . .
“It started out as a Mardi Gras party!”
You might as well know how it all started, in case you weren’t there. Many of you were there – but maybe I never told you why Lito and I had the first “PartyGras.” There is significance in everything.
After I had my third child, I suffered from severe postpartum depression. And unlike Brooke Shields – I didn’t have friends like Tom Cruise and Oprah Winfrey to tell me how to live my life. But I did have a great supportive family and amazing friends who gave me sound advice. I was bored at home having not worked at a “real” job for six years. I was doing the mommy and me thing for the third time around and I felt stuck. Of course most of my feelings had more to do with the postpartum than reality – but it is extremely difficult to separate the two at the time.
I needed an outlet, something to look forward to, something creative and fun. Lito and I had attended an event at Julian’s school that had a Mardi Gras theme some time back and we loved it. We talked about having a theme party or going to Mardi Gras in New Orleans ourselves someday. We recalled being at Disneyland when they had a New Orleans style parade and they called it “PartyGras!” We love anything and everything Disney!
So, the goal became having a theme party. Something we can repeat for years that would become our “signature” event. We tried for many years to gather our friends together by having Christmas or New Year’s parties and open houses. But people always had other obligations. We wanted something that our friends would look forward to every year. It was something that I looked forward to every year! I loved thinking about it, planning it and attending it. It wasn’t a kid’s party or a birthday party, or tied to any religious milestone. It was a party just for fun, that anyone could enjoy. Well, almost anyone! PartyGras is for adults only!
Why only adults? Well, that was a no brainer at first! I was surrounded by little kids and babies and everything I did at that point in my life had to do with children and/or other parents. Mommy & Me, tumbling class, Karate class, Indian Guides, preschool, kindergarten, Barney, Blues Clues, diapers, feedings, snack time, nap time . . . And I had been focussed on this stuff (and loving it most of the time) for six years! I needed and wanted to go out and have fun – adult fun, dressing up, having a cocktail in a glass, listening to loud music, singing, dancing, hanging out with friends, staying up late – very late, and letting loose! One liberating thing was being able to say anything without being guarded. In other words – I didn’t have to spell out things I didn’t want my kids to hear me say and I could use some “colorful” expletives, if I wanted!
“If the mountain cannot come to Mohammad, Mohammad will go to the mountain.” Or in this case, vice-versa! If I can’t go clubbing – I will bring the club to my house! Luckily, with a little pleading, Lito agreed! And so it happened. It was a blast! PartyGras! The first one was a Mardi Gras theme. Everyone came dressed in their best Mardi Gras costumes, there was a prize for the most creative. It was a potluck – a Cajun Cooking Contest – with a prize for Lito’s favorites. We knew he would try everything! We had beads for the flashers, lots of drinks and karaoke. That was the entertainment. It was a blast!
I already planned on having one every year and the name of the annual event would always include “PartyGras” (pronounced pardy-graw.) We crowned the couple who put their best foot forward with enthusiasm and zeal as “The King & Queen of PartyGras!” We started in 2001 which made it easy – something not planned – to remember the number of years we have been doing this!
1. Partygras! Cajun Cookoff
2. Partygras ’02: Flamenco/Spanish
3. Partygras III: I dream of Jeanie Pajama Party/60’s Convenience Foods
4. Partygras IV: Club 10532 70’s Party/Fondue
5. PartyArgh V: Pyrate Party/Potluck
6. Partygras VI: Vamp Night/Potluck
7. Partygras ’07: The Godfather/Italian
8. Partygras! 2008: Academy Awards/Hor d’oerves
And the winner is . . . everyone! I hope you enjoyed it. It was by far the best one ever. I’ll remember always your acceptance speech, as you were given the Academy Award for what you are best at – friendship! Everyone had their 45 seconds of fame!
I would like to thank you, my friends, for making these memories the highlights of my life! No amount of medication, exercise, and counseling could bring me out of depression without your support and love!!!