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Black Friday

1 Dec

With no partner to tag and plan, I refused to go solo in the late night Black Friday madness this year. Despite, the change of tradition, I still found a way to drive myself to the point of exhaustion and delirium with the ones I love.

12:00am: Did some damage on Amazon.com SHOPPIN’! but mostly for gifts…

1:30 am: Sleep.

7:30am: Drove up to a Target store not knowing what to expect. The store was empty, and all the Black Friday deals I needed wanted were still around. WOO!

9:00am: Picked up Kristal and met up with some friends at Millennium Dance Complex in Hollywood, namely Ferly Prado and Manny Streetz.

11:00am: After dancing, Kristal and I decided to do some shopping at the Bev Center in Beverly Hills.

As soon as we were about to grab some lunch, Justin Bieber’s Mistletoe was playing in mall, and we were “surprised” to see Manny again…and well…

…WE MOBBED!

It’s crazy how a flash mob can just drag you in like a whirlpool. I mean…why fight it when you could just be a part of the movement? Plus you’ll end up on all the Justin Bieber fansites ;)

I am thankful for Manny, Kristal, and Ferly dreaming up big and for the friends and fam who came down to support and document the whole thing.

Famished, we eventually got lunch, but no shopping done for ourselves. Thankful for this!

The rest of my Black Friday was a blur with the exception of the time spent with close friends, including my hilarious old friends at the theater, The Muppets. If I had some wheel of morality to spin, it would land on “The most memorable times in life are spent with the ones you love most regardless of what you’re doing…blah blah blah…”

 

 

 

 

Hearts Be Light

28 Nov

DISNEYLAND:

  • No strollers…
  • Dancing with Goofy…
  • No lines…
  • “Shuffling” with Chip & Dale…
  • No people (well…a few)…
  • “Snow…”
  • Christmas music blaring throughout the park…

…compliments of KOST-FM.

All Christmas and Disney sentiment consumed us. We acted like there wasn’t a problem in the world…nor did we speak of the fact that we had work within the next 5 hours. We were kids again.

The Other Side

13 Dec

While fueling my car during my lunch break, I saw man in a dress shirt, sweatpants, and non-branded worn-out tennis shoes out of the corner of my eye approaching me with an empty red gasoline container.

Humbly, the man opened up, “Excuse me, sir. Can you lend me any spare change for a some gas? My truck just ran out of gas right in this parking lot, and I have no money to get it going again.”

Of course I was skeptical and hesitant, wondering what kind of street hustler and swindler this guy was. In the end, I decided it’s not for me to judge. If he’s a liar then it’s his bad and not my sincerity.

I told the man to give me a second as I put the gas pump back in its place from my car’s tank. I walked to my car to see what change I had in my car as I had no cash in my wallet.

I asked the him “How about I just fill up your gas container you have in your hand there?”

He replied “Oh yeah! That’d be perfect! Thank you so much.”

As we filled the the container, I went on to ask him how he ended up where we were.

He told me “I’ve been unemployed working odd jobs here and there. I do whatever I can to survive…”

:This next part caused me to write:

“…this month. While everyone else is out there Christmas shopping, I have no money. December is just a hard month.”

There was a moment when he asked what I did for a living. He said that I looked “sharp” in my shirt and tie, and immediately my heart sank.

He thanked me for the gasoline, and we parted ways. I looked at the dollar amount it took to fill his gas container: $8.39. Convinced this wasn’t enough, I drove to the area where his truck was parked, but I could not find him or his truck.

I don’t know why I didn’t ask him if he needed anything else. Maybe I was heartbroken and in shock. Maybe I was preoccupied with a self-check moment of how much I’ve been involved with the material and comfort of the holiday season and ignorant about those who have nothing and no one. I forget so easily about this harsh reality.

I thought about the song “It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year,”  and YEAH it is, if we have the luxuries the song describes.

But here’s the other side: This is the worst time of the year for many.

There’s nothing wrong with being thankful for what we have, but let’s not allow our joy and comfort to stop us from giving.

Moreover, as freely we have been given, so freely we should give.

Comfort and Joy

12 Dec

SO…It’s the holiday season, and Christmas songs are currently playing everywhere you go. We sing them so flippantly and melodically. It’s almost automatic.

As I was driving in my car a couple of days ago, God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen was playing on a cd in my car, and I actually took the time to think about the lyrics “…oohh tidings of comfort and joy.”

Comfort and joy…is exactly what I need to hear right now as my migraines and neurological issues are constantly robbing me of my peace.

Comfort and joy…in the fact that God is always there for me no matter where I am.

Comfort and joy…in knowing that my life is full of blessings, and that I cannot sacrifice enough for the sake others.

Comfort and joy…in believing that I have a purpose that goes beyond my own life.

Comfort and joy…in Jesus.

I love Sarah McLachlan’s voice in this Barenaked Ladies’ folky bluegrass version of God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen:

Have a listen.