Sunday, February 14, 2010

Chapter Twelve

February 14, 2010

“You are the key to your own success.”

I got this fortune cookie fortune en route to the Quad Cities – where the first leg of the 2010 TDC tour took place. Versions of this saying have no doubt been told to each and every one of us over the years. And if you’re anything like me, you shrug your shoulders and give a disdainful roll of the eyes to whoever had the galls to give you such advice.

However, I must acknowledge the accomplished feeling I’ve been experiencing lately. I put my foot down and put myself first. No more waiting around for others to figure their lives out; no more silently wishing I could work with certain people; no more being afraid to fall on my face as I run after what I want – be it an aspect of my career, a romantic interest, etc. I know I’m pretty darn special so why would I wait and wait and wait or others to recognize that, too? It’s not worth my time. Just keep pushing forward to the next great thing without compromising who you are and what you believe.

I recently went home for a very short visit. The impetus for said trip changed drastically a few weeks ago but it was without a doubt for the best – and in all honesty was probably more fun this way. Won’t dish details of it here for this is not the forum for such secrets…but I will say I had a blast being deviant with an unexpected but nevertheless very good friend.

Each time I go home for a visit I fall further in love with Minneapolis. I like Chicago and am glad I live here but nothing compares to the city you’ve called home for 22 years. It’s filled with people who know my history and want the best for me. It’s filled with a kind of security that I can’t help but feel thankful for: family, friends and hopefully I won’t sound too conceited for this but there’s a bit of career security there for me, too. (For the record, one doesn’t grow staying in a place of comfort so while I feel secure in Minneapolis it’s a good thing that I’m not living there for the time being).

Because MPLS means so much to me, I believe I am ready to get a MPLS/MN tattoo…I just need an artist. I don’t know if I want the outline of the state (it seems a little overdone) or something else but I do know I want it to be something simple. Subtlety is key. If any of you have come across a cool MN/MPLS image or have a good artist, let me know. I’m thinking of getting it on my side near my ribs (I’m aware it’s going to hurt like a b#@ch but I want it to be in a place where I can easily hide it…and where the skin isn’t likely to stretch out). And it shouldn’t be any larger than the palm of my tiny hand. Thoughts? Comments? Concerns?

That’s it for now. Much love to you all on this cheesy Hallmark holiday.

1 comment:

  1. Oooo you wanna get a tattoo too? I know exactly what I want but also need to find a good artist for a good price. They are having a fundraiser this weekend at a very nice tattoo parlour, where 100% of the money for that day is going to my favorite animal shelter..... we should go and get one....!!!!!