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Love is in Da Air

The other night I was browsing the home page. This woman wrote how crazy in love she was with her Husband and that they had been married for many years and they still have it going on.

Then some woman commented and said. “Oh really, then he must be having an affair if he is all into you!” Or maybe you are just delusional because it’s BS!!

MINGA- WOW~ ~~ !!!!!

The woman that wrote the original post simply replied back and said, “ Sorry you have been hurt!”..

Now that was amazing because if it were me I would have been all over that, soooo typical Italian!! All in da sauce.

Valentine’s Day applies such unnecessary pressure! It starts at the office when that little 90210 type blonde assistant gets so many flowers delivered. The office is more abundant with delivery men rather then staff. Then to add insult to injury she yells out and says” If none of ya got flowers I can give ya some of mine”!   Guurrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

She has a date for lunch, dinner and then a late night drink. Minga. Then there goes your fictional mind, “what’s wrong with me?” Why don’t I have a date? How come I got no flowers? Valentines’ Day is a commercialized, money making pyramid scheme if ya ask me!

There are some peeps out there that have, shall we say – “FOUND IT”.

The magic and passion. The trust and mutual respect.

The continued longing after years of being together.

Learning the dance of compromise. Supporting your partners needs and dreams.

Trust me, it can happen! This I know for a fact.

I am not trying to get all Zen and cerebral on you here but I am a believer.

With Valentines Day lurking in the wings many things come to mind.

First off, Loves got nothing to do with Valentines Day!

Anyone can get all in the Kool-aid for ONE day – Love is maintaining that stature all the time ~

Some Folks are tainted about Love, some folks are in Love with Love and some Folks settle for Love.

Folks even misplace Sex for Love! Then six months later you wake up, look at that person next to you and say, “what was I thinking!”. Ahhh, the mistake of Lusty love…

And the next time you see a RED FLAD – believe it! Don’t keep changing the color and pretend its friggin mauve. When someone shows you’re thier True Colors the first time, believe it.

I have heard so many horror stories from both my Male & Female friends. This one chick had 2 cell phones, one for Da Honey and one for da rest!

One friend said she met this guy for coffee at the mall and he bought his daughter? The kid walked around the book store kept herself busy and the date was ova, she thought – awwwww he had his kid that night but really wanted to meet me! Until she found out he was married and could not leave the house unless da kid was with him!! You friggin MOOK..

However, not every Mista you meet is Mista Right! He or she may simply be Mista for the Moment..

They may be the person that comes into your world to teach you some lessons. Yes I know – how many lessons do we need.

That depends on you! If you find yourself doing the same things every day, excepting different results, well slap yourself now…

So when u meet someone new and you think there is potential there. Plan the moments rather than the future. It’s not based on manipulation or control but rather a need. Controlling the situation is not about being a control freak. It’s basically about controlling insecurities. Some people use strategies of control to compensate for not trusting. Or (what if) yourself into a corner for no good reason at all.

Don’t let all those old behaviors take control. Therefore, do not allow yourself to assume without the facts. Because assumptions manipulate fears and fears drive insecurities and before you know it, You’re in the Land of fear, dread and anxiety. With a season pass to the resort of Disappointment! And none of it has even happened. You are what if’ing. And then believing it!

If you were hurt, find your way home from there and don’t let what could be a good thing pass you by because you are afraid to let them in or sabotage it.

So if you are in Love – God Bless ya for taking a chance!~~

If you are Single – hang in because your Love will arrive shortly when you are ready to let it happen. Trust me~!

If you are Asexual – I hope u have a pet !!!!

So get da bow and arrow and aim for da heart!!  WHOOPS’ , that’s a scene from Goodfella’s.

For Art’s Sake!!

For Art’s Sake!!

I realize that all Art is subjective but Pleaseeeeeeeeeeeeeee!

I remember being asked by some friends to go to this performance space in NYC to see this “performance art show!”

I found out later that one of my friends had this mad crush on one of the performers. So we were planning on going out anyway and I thought.. Ok no biggie!! We see the show then go clubbin…

So we pay like 10 bucks for this little rat hole room like space. You did not even need a mic because there was no room for it. So this is what they call intimate theatre.?????

OK. So we sit up front, not like there was a mad rush for seats

There I was all in black- hair perfect and looking forward to getting the boogie in my socks..

This odd music comes on and this guy walks center stage. He has a huge family style box of corn flakes in his hand. Then this voice over comes on mixed with the bad music and the voice says. Maze! Stuffed! Taken from American Indians.

I’m thinking ok – I have a bridge for sale~~~

Then the guy opens the corn flake box and begins taking handfuls of flakes and shoving them in his mouth.. Again and again.. Until his checks looked like Dizzy Gillespie on a trumpet solo….

I’m thinking, hummmmmm, my buddy wants to bang this dude???

He must have had half the box in his mouth… The voice over says FULL!!! Ya know what he did?? He blows the flakes out of his mouth!!! And yes, there I was front and center now lookin like I had tweed on and my hair immediately had highlights…

Well that was it~~~ THIS ITALIAN CHICK – YELLED OH SHIT!!! GRABBED THE BOX FROM THE “ARTIST” AND HIT HIM WITH IT!!!  YUP I DID… Then walked out!

Then I went to a draw-a- thon in the village.. Ya think I would have learned but no!   I sit with my real artist friends and all of a sudden a man and woman walk on stage naked, naked I tell ya! He has a feather on his appendage and she has lace over her eyes. Hummmmmmm. The class begins and there I was with a note pad ready to write whatever came to mind.

Then the music changes and this woman comes riding threw the scene in a baby scooter, yodeling????

Now I look around and no one was affected but me. Hummmmmm.

Then this very mature man, ok this friggin oldddddd dude walks into the scene with his appendage in full view with a ribbon wrapped around it. Now I felt like Woody Allen in a Fellini ugly movie all neurotic and wondering, is it me or what?

I did however realize a few things after these experiences!

Art indeed is in the eye of the beholder!! And I like my porn on TV not live! Now I know why Van Gosh cut his ear off.

I’m workin on it ~ Jeezzzz

Relationships and the complexities there of! 

Who was the one that said this shit was easy? That Love conquers all? That TWO is beta than one.

And da Mook’s that sang, “One is the loneliest number!”

I have always been a Hopeful Romantic! Da Jiminy Cricket of Love. Docta Feel Good.

What I have learned from this is that when my friends are pissed and tainted they don’t wanna here al DA Love shit. They want revenge or a master plan to fix it or make it go away. Or they wanna complain and not do a damn thing about it. Ohhhfahhhhhhhh.

So that advice I have been spooning out is this.

It takes 2 to Baby! You can’t do all the work yourself.

I have realized that longevity in a relationship is admirable but then the sex Peter’s out (pun intended). Or it’s just bad sex and then every one sings, “Where is the love!”

I think today’s relationships are more complex than in the days when you had to send a love note by horse. OK it might’a taken you longer to get outta your corset but think of all that teasing until you got it off. Minchia!

Today we have GPS in his car, on his phone.Then there is the cheater’s App! You neva heard of that one? Well, let me tell ya. It’s an App you install on your cell. Then when da Gumada or Gumbah calls or texts you, its goes to a dropbox on your phone so that no one can read or here the phone. Nice huh!! Just what we need.

Then there are all of these disorders where meds are needed to keep Da Love calm and normal.

Oh and let’s not forget the ones that carry their past around with them like it was yesterday and still live in it.

Or the EX wife or hubby that wont go away.  Oh Mother of GOD….STOP THE INSANITY.

How can you find the magic again or reignite the flame when you got cheaters App, Med’s, Depression, living in the past and magical thinking going on.

I’ll tell ya how! IT’S WORK!

OK, so ya start of positive. Like WOW we are gonna work on this. Its’ all Good!

You tell everyone you know, Yeah it’s cool. We are on the right track.

Until some time passes and you realize you are the only one doin the WORK. !! W T F !!!

So I’m thinking! What ya really need to do is have a heart to heart with you first. Then get da Mook you love and lay out the situation. Don’t we all work hard enough, do we really need to have to work at LOVE?

I thought is was suppose to come naturally. But I guess that’s even changes with the times.

Take a deep breath, think positive and go for it.

What you may lose may just be what you need.

Opt out of da work deal and take da package deal..

NYC BS ! Save the Village Scandal

Ok This Italian Chick is pissed  !!!

One of my FAV stores in the East Village called the VILLAGE SCANDAL i being threatened by eviction!

I was in the store last week and was advised of all this nonsense ~~~

This shop has been a staple in the community for many years and the owner Wendy is a lovely woman.

Wendy the owner has been in a battle of corruption and deceit with A.J. Clarke, the property management company. Apparently she has been paying them (has canceled check to prove it) and they have not been disseminating the funds to the Landlord. They are tying to evict her !!

Hummmmmm, I smell a RAT here!!

What it is with all this corruption? All they talk abut is helping small businesses survive and here is a clear example of the BS that goes one. All for the greed of Da Slum Lords and the Property Managers ( Da Loan Sharks)

Please sign this petition to help her and all small business and stop the NYC corruption and slum Lords.

Petition by iPetitions

THE FOUR SEASONS

The Four Seasons

Decorations of red on a green Christmas tree won’t mean a thing if you’re not here with me?

What is it about the holidays that heightens the word relationship or lack their of. It seems that during the holidays the strangest emotions start to creep up.

You were fine in September?

Is it do to the change of seasons? Does this only happen to people that are single? Is Hallmark part of a conspiracy who’s intent is to take you on a visuraul roller costar of emotions while watching heart wrenching commercials that make Frank Capra seem mild. Jeez

So now, after seeing the commercials and reading the cards you find out at time of purchase you get a free kissing bear!! Oh Please..

It’s enough to tear your heart out, along with the fact that it feels somewhat like mulit-level marketing. So the medley continues.

“ I’ll have a blue Christmas without you”!

You find yourself reminiscing about other relationships of days gone by. Before you know it you’re in a cozy chair with a snifter of brandy and you’re on the Jacob Marley tour.

Your mind takes you through every bad relationship you ever had and what’s worse is that you actually start missing them!

Oh my God! It must be something in the eggnog or perhaps the mistletoe works like catnip in reverse.

It actually starts in the fall around pumpkin season. All of a sudden you feel this despair about not being in the patch. Then you have this insatiable urge for cider. Oh lord, and let’s not forget the raging fireplace. As the wind whistles you hear the voices of all your Ex.’s.

The scary part is that you know you cannot escape Christmas and the ever-dreadful New Year’s Eve.

But you awaken in the New Year and realize that God has some sense of humor. So you feel better, you did it! You got through to another year with a smidgen of hope left in your heart and then before you know it, spring is in the air. OK so you weathered the storm so to speak and now you have to deal with blue skies and sultry warm nights and then you have this desire to walk in the park and smell the flowers and look at sunsets and hear the ocean.

The sad part is that everyone you meet does not fit the criteria. You have also realized that apparently you learned some lessons in the dead of winter cause settling is no longer an option. But yet you continue to do the dance and remain optimistic and proactive.

Yes optimistic and proactive is now called dating!

It’s like going on an interview.

Q- What do you do for a living?

A- Well, I’m in banking.

Q- Do you like it?

A- Hummm, I suppose. Yes I like puppies and sunsets and long walks on the beach.

Oh Lord….And so it goes….

It’s the Good, the Bad and the Ugly, and oh yea by the way I have dated them all as well..

So you grow tired and throw yourself into your work and optimistic and proactive becomes sparatic. The sad part is that you have done all this work on yourself and there’s no one home to see it.

But then when I least expected it God sent me an amazing person, a muse. Ok a muse with an attitude, fiery, feisty but nonetheless the most remarkable person I have ever met.

They say Love comes from the most unexpected places and I certainly did not expect this! I have meet people that have said they were ready, willing and able and then only to find that they were truly unavailable, unwilling and not capable.

So I am happy to say that I am so looking forward to the pumpkin patch and the cider and the raging fireplace. The Christmas tree, the lights and the strike of midnight on New Years Eve. The sunsets, the beach and cold winter nights.

Is it scary, yeah! Am I scared, most certainly!

I am no longer trying to fit a square peg into a round whole. I found what could be the greatest love of my life.

They say you only have one of them or at least that’s what Sonny said in a Bronx Tale. So when God sends you a gift I’m thinkin you shouldn’t ignore it. I know he has a sense of humor but I don’t want to push it. The last thing I wanna do is piss off God!!

Cider anyone…

October ~ ITALIAN HERITAGE MONTH

He was born in Reggio, Calabria and came to America when he was a young man in his late teens.

When he arrived he was greeted by cousins and then was given a job in construction. Breaking concrete and only surrounding himself with those that knew his culture.

He then was introduced to my Mom, it was a brief relationship and at 16 years old she married him. My Mom raised all her siblings as her Mother passed young and kept house for her Father, who came here from Naples.

As soon as they were married my Dad was drafted in the army and was deployed back to Europe.

Once he returned, he continued in construction and then opened the first Taxi Company in Fort Lee, NJ.

Dad drove and Mom was home with us, taking the calls….

At a young age I knew we were different! Not the average American family for sure. All I know is that I was so intrigued with this culture, the language and the food.

One by one, year after year my Dad sent for his family. They lived with us until they secured employment and then moved on. With each cousin came a new experience for me. I learned that they all had been promised when they were born. I never knew quite what that meant until my cousin Tina’s future husband arrived in America. That was the only part of the culture I wanted no part of !!!!

They all shared different stories of their homeland, the farms, the music and the food, ahhhh the food!!! It was like a visceral fairytale for me.

We received boxes from Italy filled with cheese and tuna. Candy, oil and of course photos. I can still remember what that food tasted like, smelled like!

Then my Dad’s Mother finally came to visit. I was in awe!!

She was this small woman with braided hair around her entire head. Her clothes were in layers?

Each night I would sit with her and she would hold up a hairbrush and say,” Spazzola per capelli” – ah hairbrush and so it went. Any time she had something in her hand she would tell me in Italian and I locked it in.

Yes, we were different. We were passionate people. Loving people. People that talked of Italia like it were 5 miles away.

Proud people, people that valued tradition and the family.

Not unlike many other family’s that have migrated to this country from other counties.

Hollywood made films about our Culture that at times may have only pointed out the stereotypical Gangster. However we cannot take this to heart, as indeed there was organized crime in all cultures.

Years ago  to be called a Guido was a badge of honor. Today , not so much “J

Which is why I always valued diversity.

When I hear people say, “ these people come here and take over the county”, does it anger me? You bet it does! Why? Because I am the child of an immigrant that came to here make a better life.

So Happy Italian Heritage Month!

And remember the food, the music, the tradition and the family! The Culture…

And remember the struggle that our Mothers and Fathers encountered in a strange land looking to find their way.

Hey, if Dad never came here I could have been living in Italy!!!!!

What!!!!!!!! Oh Man.. Daddddddddddddddddd !!!!!!!!

Viva Italia

IN THE NAME OF LOVE

In the Name of Love!

I was inspired to write this piece by a friend whom is having a singles mixer. I think she is doing a great thing. However, I would call it HOOK UP FOR THE HOLIDAYS!

There are so many wonderful people out there looking for the Love of their life. Looking for people sans baggage! Look at this stage of the game you should just be happy if they have a messenger bag and not a trunk..

But I am a believer in believing! I believe that your Love is out there if you just have the patience and the faith to believe!!!!  So here it goes…

Oh my God! I am so happy! I can’t believe it. I never thought I could feel this way. I am so much in love  ~ ~ ~ ~      AGAIN?

How does this happen? I mean at times I suppose that people can misrepresent them selves. But at some point we have to take responsibility for being married to the fantasy. And stop loving the fiction but rather realizing the facts.

You find yourself going from one disaster relationship to another. And you even fool yourself into believing that you learned from the last one. So you create this façade of wisdom attached to your decision, just so your friends will support your madness.

Friends are great like that. Even if they think you are out of your mind they will say. O M G – I am soooo happy for you. Then they will call all your mutual friends and say – OK – are ya ready? She’s in love again!!

Yup and he has all the same qualities that all the rest did…

Now don’t get me wrong. It’s not wrong to want to be loved and share your dreams and passions and have a partner that you can build a life with.

But it can’t be with everyone you meet. And it can’t be with people that need fixing and it can’t be with dysfunctional addictive personalities.

As Sonny from a Bronx Tale said” You have three great one’s in your life”! Your first love, just so you have an expectation of things to come. Your second, because now you really know how to make love and have an understand of the meaning of dysfunction.

 And you’re third, because you have the wisdom from your past to know that this one will count!

Actually, I paraphrased! Sonny said something like that.

And how many people take the time to really get to know someone anymore? I believe it’s a lost art! And yet how many times do you hear, it was fine when we first met. But after a while I started seeing all these things?. Even when we see a red flag we can turn it into mauve.

 Perhaps if you took the time to really get to know someone you would not always wind up in a place where you are hurt or disappointed or worse -devastated.

We just jump right in and like 6 weeks later while you are having coffee with Mr. Goodbar- you look and say  ~ ~ what the hell am I doin with this mess???  O  M  G  …….

Is your motive a lust driven proposition? Which by the way is fine if that’s what you want.

Or is it that you just want that Magic & Passion so badly that you make everyone you meet be THE ONE~

 Let me correct one thing, it’s very difficult to be devastated. A person that is not a whole entity cannot devastate you.  We’d have the option to say, “no thanks”! But we let the externals or the physical manipulate the internals and then create our own non- reality.

And why would we do that! Well, perhaps we feel that we do not deserve to be happy! Nah, that’s not it. Or perhaps we feel that we can always fix them and make it better? Ahhhhhhhhh….

Look - It’s like shopping at a designer outlet and going to the rack that has slight imperfections. You think, Hummmm – If I did this or accessorize with that, this could work…..

You’ll miss the bigger picture. When someone shows you their true colors the first time, believe them.

 Slight imperfections are exactly that! At some point someone will say, “OH-you have a tear in your sweater!”

And you always say, “Really? Gosh – how’d that happen?”   

I understand that Tommy and his shine box might be HOT! But do you want to be married to Da Mob?

I understand that the Holidays ,any Holiday also can make you have bad judgment as well ~ ya know - The Tree, the lights, the tinsel, the BALLS  - Yikes…. Before ya know it your bringing home the guy that sold ya the tree.  Um – Ma, this is – what’s your name?

Is this just a GURL thang?

Or do Guys go throug this? Hummm – I wonder?

I can hear it now..

Yo Tony – I am so confused, this chick is makin me nutz, I feel so exposed and I am not sure if she really is committed to me? Why am I so vulnerable?

Yo Bobby – look this all goes back to when you was a kid!

Memba your Ma used to take the Cannoli away from you before you could finish it? She played all dese mind games wit chew and now you don’t trust any woman. Minga. I really think she loves ya!

Maybe is it just the Women! Maybe we’ve been disillusioned; maybe we have been fed a host of propaganda. Maybe we bought into the commercialism of love.

We are the ones who believe in all those love stories. “Splendor in the Grass”, “An Affair to Remember”, “The Way We Were”…And for the longest time I am sure some of us believed Lesley Ann Warren really was Cinderella….

Ya gotta believe that your GREAT ONE is out there. But I mean really believe it.

Now look if Jimmy” 2 times” does show up at your door with some wine and cannoli’s don’t close the door in his face.

 I mean ya don’t have to marry him – just leave the gun and take the CANNOLI!

 But don’t make a habit out if it!!!

Or maybe it’s premature imagination !!!