70 & sunny

"home is a place you grow up wanting to leave, and grow old wanting to get back to." 

- john pearce

my trip home to phoenix this week was the perfect re-charge, exactly what i needed to plow through the rest of the semester. of course, i set-up a rigid plan for myself, expecting to finish up a paper, a presentation, blah, blah, blah. who was i kidding? i was on vacation. in an effort to summarize my wonderful week, i've developed a short list of memories - absolutely divine! 

• oregs with my gal pals (and boy pal). if you haven't had the bambino salad from oregano's, make it your next order. you'll thank me. ;)
• game night. catch phrase = totally ridiculous, uncontrollable, out of this world fun. it reminded me of high school, in a good way. 
• massages at massage envy with sister. francisca was my masseuse, such a pleasant lady!
• pedis with sister and mama meyer at "happy nails." my nail chipped later that night, but i got in some great tabloid reading!
• daily "rendezvouses" with my gal pals. 
• a sweet reunion with the munchkin. i'm already wanting to plan my next trip to see her. 
• shopping. oooh-so-much shopping.
• brunch at t.c. eggingtons, truly a tradition. 
• moments with my dad - always an adventure.
• reunion lunch with danes & brie. pita jungle is never a disappointment. 
• "oh my!"
• little black dress + little cheetah print heels + dance floor = :) indeed, :)
• reunion dinner with dawn & larame.
• thursday at iguana macks. 
• saturday at rula. high school reunion. 'nuff said.
• easter sunday. :) 
• food poisoning? mmhmm. cool.

upon reuniting with friends and family, i was asked all the familiar questions. 

"how's new york?"

"cold and fabulous!"

"do you like your classes?"

"love them!"

however, i seemed to blunder every time i was asked...

"do you want to move back to phoenix after you graduate?"

"yes, no. i don't know."

not much of a response, i know. i miss phoenix. but will two years in new york be enough? too much? it's hard to tell. i curse the snow, the rain, my heavy pea-coat, my disgusting b.o. after a humid day, the outrageous prices at the grocery store, my outrageous rent (that in and of itself), and not having cable... but, i love the seasons, my wide range of scarves, my little shoe-box apartment, my door-men, my school, my friends, my room-mate, the coffee-shop around the corner, and yes - not having cable. but as the months pass and i become more comfortable with my manhattan routine, i appreciate the little things i have here - just as much as i appreciated the little things i had in phoenix. 

life is good here. and that is the truth. 

so then, here's the scoop: 

since i hardly introduced my new blog at all, i've decided to end with a little dedication.

"cuethesunshine" is meant to capture my inquiry. it's meant to reflect my experiences - good and bad - in new york. it will be a testament to my time here and ultimately become a record of how i'll choose my next step - here, or there - wherever there might be. perhaps you have some insight to share, a little... ahem, sunshine, to offer... :)

(it rained today in ny, but the trees are starting to blossom.)