I love my mom.
I love my mom.
It’s been a year since my last Little Letters so I thought it was about time to bring it back!
Dear New York, though I will be leaving you for a while soon, I’ll miss you. I won’t miss the winter though.
Dear Houston, it’s amazing how often I find myself missing you.
Dear Michael Tapley, thank you for being the absolute perfect mentor for me. I couldn’t be more excited to share the stage with you in WC!
Dear Mom, I cannot put into words how much I love you. Thank you for always being there to listen, talk, comfort, encourage, and direct me.
Dear Internet, you rock. It’s because of you I can sit in my living room and watch General Conference.
Dear clouds, I’m in love with your always changing patterns. I love the light rays and the silver linings you create. You are stunning.
Dear pasta, thank you for being yummy and easy to make. Maybe one of these days I’ll learn to cook something else.
Dear me, get your butt into a ballet class this week!
Dear Fall, you are my favorite. I love seeing the leaves change colors.
Dear Radio City, I’m not going to lie… I do miss you. And it is hard sometimes. But I’m forever grateful to everything that you taught me. I was extremely lucky to have you as my first professional job. I’m grateful for the friendships I gained and the lessons I learned.
Dear Itunes, get ready to put the White Christmas album on repeat!!!
Dear President Monson, you are the best storyteller. Oh how I’ve enjoyed listening to you this Conference weekend.
Dear you, I need a new book to read. Got any suggestions?
Happy Sunday! I’m so enjoying the talks being spoken in General Conference. Looking forward to everything I’ve got going on this week.
At this very moment I’m over 10,000 feet in the air on my way to the happiest place on earth. Blogging on a plane- doesn’t get much cooler than that!
-So far I’m digging my Delta experience. Even though I had to pay for the internet, it is totally worth it in my opinion. Seats are very comfortable. Plus the fact that I have the whole row to myself is a major plus. (After my flight yesterday on Continental, I almost did a blog post on proper airplane etiquette. I had the most annoying woman next to me… but I’ll spare you the details. All I’m gonna say is if the person next to you is watching a movie, do not continually interrupt them to tell them it’s raining outside! Rude!) And I’m digging the style of one of the flight attendants. She has long dark hair, straight bangs that cut just above her eyebrows, a fabulous red lip, and Ray Ban. Just looking at her I know we’d be good friends. She complimented me on my hair. Yes, in my imaginary world, we are best friends. So flight #1 with Delta, you done good (so far!)
-I sited two very peculiar things at the airport (only two you ask?) The first was a woman, late 30’s early 40’s, wearing pink leggings, a pink mini skirt, and a pink top. I’m pretty sure the only time that outfit would be appropriate would be when it’s on 4 years old little girl. I also sited an old lady with… wait for it… GREEN hair! I’m not sure if it was a conscious hair decision or a result from a hair experimentation gone wrong, but it certainly was a sight.
-Hopefully I’ll get to see my Maxi Poo on my short trip to Orlando! So proud of him.
-The clouds are just absolutely stunning. In the words of fellow photographer, Michael E. Mason, how can someone look at the sky and not believe in God?
-If I could have my mom, my bed, and RAFA in NY, I would never leave.
-One day before I die, I will fly first class.
-I must get out of biting my lip. Chapstick all day long isn’t going to help it. Must stop.
-I have a tumblr. Never use it. What’s the point when I already have a blog?
-When I was a younger I was a very avid journal keeper but stopped a few years ago. About a month back, I bought a journal from Barnes and Nobles, but it’s not your ordinary journal. It’s a Q&A journal- 365 questions for 5 years. Every day of the year gets a page with a question on it. There are 5 little paragraphs of lines so for that same day every year for five years you answer the same question. Today’s question is (ironically) “When was the last time you went dancing?” Last time I “went dancing” was on Thursday, I was in with Xavier for all his tap classes that day at RAFA. Being there makes me remember how much I love those kids and love teaching. Maybe I’ll post more of the Q&A journal as the years go on!
-It’s almost October. Once we get to this time of year things fly like crazy. I’ll blink and next thing I know it’ll be Christmas!
-Gotta go now! I have a date with Mickey Mouse (an no I’m not referring to Dana Lizik)
Where: Kenny & Ziggy’s Deli
With Who: Mom and Nikki
What was eaten: The Monte Cristo and The Cloak and Dagwood (best sandwich I’ve ever had!) and some Egg Cremes
To Go: The biggest eclair I have ever seen, 7 layer chocolate cake, vanilla cheesecake with chocolate mousse!
So I had to travel from New York to Houston to try out this New York style delicatessen. I have to say, one of the best meals I’ve ever had. Good good food! They are known for their giant sandwiches which you can easily split. I loved the whole ambiance of the room. It had a Sardi’s feel with the characters on the wall and they stole my idea of having a playbill border!
I give it five stars and would I highly recommend it to everyone in the Houston area!
June 3, 2011. I though it would be easier than the year before. I’m emotionally the strongest I’ve been in two years. I knew it was still going to be hard but boy did I not see what was coming.
In a weird way, I was actually looking forward to the two year anniversary. If I was to feel any emotion that day it would be nothing but gratitude. Two years ago my life could have been taken away from me. I think that is one heck of a cause to be grateful. I was also grateful to have been very close friends to Makenzie Stocker, one of the most wonderful girls I’ve ever met. I was grateful for her friendship and impact on my life, both before and after the accident. I was grateful for Aaron; for the amazing young man he’s become and the bond we share in every moment of every day. The list is endless… the ability to continue to perform and to touch lives through it, live my dream of being a professional dancer, strengthen my testimony of the Gospel of Jesus Christ. It’s amazing how positive of a person I’d become. Not even June 3rd could get my spirits low. I of course would mourn, but I wasn’t about ready to go back into mean reds.
I’d made a lovely slideshow with the help of many friends. Planned a photoshoot with more friends. Cara planned a nice improvisational dance time for rehearsal that night. The day was supposed to be a good one. And it was… but unfortunately had a uneasy beginning.
Dear Madeline and I wanted to go to the intersection to lay some flowers on Makenzie’s cross in the morning, so with my mom and her dad, we did. It was lovely, we stood there together holding one another, without speaking a word, and shed some tears. Whenever I go to the intersection I can’t help but think about what had happened there and wish for just a second that I could remember it all.
We stood there for 10-20 minutes, I can’t tell time in moments like that. We walked back to our cars and said our goodbyes till later that night. In the car, I wiped my tear soaked face as my mom started the drive home. Not two minutes into our drive, the two cars right in front of us collided. The cars skidded along the median and then one car drove into ditch. Before I knew it my mom handed me the phone, I called 911, we were pulled over, and my mother was talking to the police. The car in the ditch had children in side. No one was seriously injured. I couldn’t stop crying for hours after. Two years later, when I thought I was this emotionally strong giant, I could handle anything, all of the sudden my greatest nightmare was flashing right in front of my eyes. The irony of it all was crazy… two years since the accident… I had just been to the intersection. The thoughts that filled my head that day were dreadful.
But like all things, it got better with time. It wasn’t until later that day when I was surrounded by my friends taking pictures of them with yellow tulips and white roses till I was finally able to have the June 3rd I had wanted.
The improv dance we did during intermission of RAFA’s Informal dress rehearsal was so touching. To be on stage with everyone and dancing together was such a special thing. It’s amazing to see how in losing one life, so many others were affected. The countless tears that have been shed for Makenzie will never match the steps that have been danced for her. That continue to dance for her…
photo courtesy of vanessa garner.
I had a very fun Birthday! Celebrated with a delicious home cooked breakfast and then later a fabulous dinner at The Melting Pot. For my birthday cake, my amazing mother made a “camera” cake. Isn’t she just brilliant?!
Now I’m not a sports person at all really, but of course my fam has to have a fantastic Superbowl Feast! So we ate our deliciousness and watched the commercials. Nikki also brought over just a few brands from her Root Beer collection. As an MT, my comments for the Superbowl were 1) Christina was good but Shoshana could take her any day and 2) What was up with Lea? I know I’m not a fan, but she seriously sounded like she had a frog in her throat. Here’s the food pics:
And of course their was Valentines Day filled with love and sweets in the Cannon household!