Crazy cat ladies & Metal songs

No one said it was easy and off course as I feel defeated by dudes, I have 3 choices:

* Move to Calcutta, India and take over Mother Theresa's ashram to help others so that I do not feel my own pain.

*Become a crazy cat lady with nasty nappy hair and take up drinking cheap wine.

* Stop feeling sorry for myself and act like no one else has ever suffered of such situation.

I choose the latter of the three because I was not made to crumble as Whitney Houston sings in her song "I did not know my own strength".  Armed with that attitude and 3 pounds lighter on my post break up diet (which is the only positive thing about the whole thing) I woke up stronger today.

I feel my self esteem stock went up 2 percent and my head just got a little lighter.  Focusing on feeling good and envisioning me shining thru all this darkness truly lifted my spirit. It felt like I was living my own version of  Ice Cube's 1992 hit (OMG I am dating myself) "It was a good day".

Tonight after seeing an amazing performance of the musical "Rock of Ages" I decided to walk home from the theatre which never happens these days thanks to my trusted Prius.  In honor of the show, I had my highschool jean jacket on which features a Guns N'Roses patch.  I walk down Hollywood Blvd.  It was a strange yet familiar feeling and just as the musical brought me back to my youth because of it's music selection (Sunset strip metal era) walking down the boulevard as I had so many times before when I first moved to Los Angeles brought me back to my days of thinking anything is possible.  It also made me realize I have lived in this jungle for longer then I care to mention ( 10 ++ years) and have seen people come and go, buildings and trends, dreams and disasters, earthquakes and parades and thru it all I am still here walking the boulevard in great health and pep in my step.  I guess what I am trying to say is that our spirit no matter what life throws our way is always with us and at times, it takes tragedy, sadness and disapointments to make one realize there is a lot to be grateful for even when glass seem to be empty and broken.

In the words of Journey:

"Don't stop believing

hold on to that feeling"

Thanks and love to Marcella for the laughs today, Marco, and Paola for the tix to the show.

Ps: If any of the pics below look familiar, YOU ARE A CRAZY CAT LADY!!