Archive | December 2012

2012: The End of the Old Me.

My resolution for 2012 was to not enroll in any schooling, or pick-up a part-time job. Surprisingly, I lived through the resolution.

Background: In the past 15 years or so, 2012 was the first year I had only one commitment. Typically, I would balance a minimum of one job and studies, and my craziest point is a toss-up between when I had four part-time jobs, and when I had one full-time job, one part-time job, and full-time studies. Why? I truthfully don’t know why.

For 2012, I told myself to just chill out and enjoy what comes my way. It was very difficult to do so. The first few weekends I was free, my initial instinct was to start flipping through classifieds for a part-time job.

Because I had just my 9-5 job to worry about for 2012, I had a lot of extra time on my hands to experience life and the little things. Reflecting on 2012, here are a few of the little things that make me smile:

  • Graduate studies’ convocation
  • Babysitting my two-and-half year old niece for two days (and the best sleep I had thereafter)
  • Blind date with the guy who had no front teeth
  • The guy who gave me an exit interview when I broke up with him
  • Vacations: India, Toronto, Miami, Hawaii, and Vegas
  • Solving the mystery of who the hot guy on transit is
  • Sanchez and Tippy
  • The night of Mr. January and Wes Hayden
  • Reconnecting with old friends
  • Disconnecting with “friends”
  • Recycled beer at Cactus Club
  • Missy the Pomeranian
  • Think Rainbows Blog
  • Vegas (it deserves its own shout-out)

2012 was so good to me, and I’m super stoked about 2013. I plan to continue my 2012 resolution into 2013 with a small modification (going to try to add freelance writing).

My 2013 resolution is to get fit. I’m scrawny and struggle lifting a jug of milk. I’ve committed to crossfit for 12 months. Start placing bets on how long I’ll last.

Rainbow thought: The little things are life. Enjoy them.

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‘Tis the Season

thikrainbows_christmasI grew up not celebrating Christmas. I didn’t have a Christmas tree, and there weren’t any presents under the tree. I was raised to believe that Christmas is a religious celebration (I was raised Sikh). A common reaction from people when I told them I didn’t celebrate Christmas was “So, you don’t get presents?” I’m glad I’m not the only one who doesn’t know the religious significance of Christmas.

I don’t know much about religions, and I don’t really care to learn. Ignorance is blissful.

Now, as a grown adult, Christmas is a reason to celebrate relationships –family and friends, and to over indulge in carbs and Ferrero Rochers. Oh, and I love the holidays as a reason to shop –taking advantage of the sales, and just doing my part to help sustain the economy.

Christmas traditionally celebrates the birth of Jesus Christ. I choose to see this day as something more general –to celebrate a birth, a new beginning, new start. ‘Tis the season to be happy.

Make this holiday your own.

Rainbow Thoughts:

(1) Merry Christmas

(2) Merry Ho Ho Ho

(3) Happy Holidays

(4) Season’s Greetings

(5) Happy Celebrating

(6) mmmm, Ferrero Rochers…

The Little Sister.

ThinkRainbows_thelittlesisterI am the youngest of three sisters (and we have a younger brother). When I was younger, I hated being identified as the younger sister. Often, I’d get introduced as “V/N’s little sister.” Remember when I am my own person?!

Being the youngest girl meant I got few brand-spankin’ new clothes. Hand-me-downs were my thing. It was exciting though –like having the mall come to me. The best part was that it felt like I was cool in the ‘new’ clothes. After all, my older sisters were sharing their clothes with me.

Now that I’m older, I:

  • realize I was delusional. The clothes weren’t cool, and that’s why the sisters were passing them along.
  • can blame my shopping addiction to the hand-me-down trauma.

It’s been a while since I received any hand-me-downs –partly because of style and size differences, but also because the sisters are older and wiser, and invest in staple pieces. But, last week, my sister, N, passed along a top.

I shop often, some say too often, and so I was surprised to be so excited to get this hand-me-down. My immediate thought was, “I love being the little sister!”

Rainbow thoughts:

(1) If you let go of the past, you give yourself an opportunity to appreciate the little things.

(2) I will always be the little sister.

(3) Maybe after reading this, my sisters will give me more stuff, especially that nice jacket… 😉

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