Human's Best Friend

Behold! There is now a dog pop-up in NYC for both dog owners and dog lovers, and well, your dog too if you have one. Unfortunately for me, I do not own one - yet! Similar to the subject of a child, we have yet to decide when the “time” is right. We’re still struggling to get on a regular set schedule aligned with one another, and I’m still too much on the go. But alas, one of these days, I’ll slow down. One. Of. These. Days.

And on top of that, we can’t compromise on what we want. I want a cute little teacup baby while he basically wants a dog the size of a bear. I want something cute and cuddly and he wants something huge and monstrous. Clearly, we are on extreme opposites of the matter. Regardless of what we end up with, like a baby, we’ll probably love it nonetheless. We’ll see what happens when the time comes. And you bet your bottom dollar I have my puppy name picked out.

Anyway, back to the main attraction! I stopped by Human’s Best Friend, the new dog pop-up with my sisters. We got there around 1pm on Saturday and there wasn’t a long line. When we left, the line was down the block with everyone bringing their dog. Word got out fast since it’s so easily visible from the street walking or driving by. Check-in was quick and easy, you sign a waiver, they go over rules and you enter in small groups a few at a time so it never feels congested. It also gives the dogs enough space to play freely the way they allow people in a few at a time. It is a one-way experience, however. Once you leave a room, you can’t go back, only forward until you come full circle. And they don’t precisely time you but you are limited on time so that people behind you get their own chance to come in. I would say, you’ll probably spend about 30-45 minutes inside on the experience.

Oh yes, and if you don’t have your own dog, there are adoptable babies there too for you to play with, from local rescue organizations. And of course, everyone else’s dogs that people bring in as well, so long as the owners/other guests are okay with it. Always ask!

We played with both other owner’s dogs and the rescued babies and they were all so sweet. A lot of them are hams! They are just ready to pose it up or melt into your arms and force you to love them forever.

The actual space is small compared to other major pop-ups I’ve been to, but still pretty big for what it is, and has tons of room for all the dogs to run around in freely. And the time lapse in between each entry helps to make it so. There are plenty of cute photo ops all over the spaces for you and your dog and each room is gated so no one space gets congested. They have people in each room to make sure it’s ok to move onto the next space, in case the dogs don’t play well with each other. They also do their best to separate the big dogs from the small dogs when entering, for safety reasons.

The rooms are really cute. The entrance looks like a dog house and leads to a living room couch, with a cute dinner table and toilet seat fire hydrants. From there you walk into a purple room with glitter bones hanging from the ceiling. There are treats in this room for the dogs, which I thought was really nice for the pop-up to have. (They were supplied by the Ollie company, which I found is a brand dedicated to making healthier food for dogs, basically ‘cleaner’ ingredients, and they can tailor it to your dog. They’re also an online only brand though so it gets delivered straight to your door.) From there, you go through the rainbow bridge into a room with a pool full of squeaky toys. The rainbow bridge was really pretty but a little loud so I found some smaller dogs sensitive to loud sounds were not particularly fond of it, while other dogs ran up and down the bridge to their delight. From that room, you walk into another room with a different pool of toys. This room had 4 different walls for you to take photos from, with different splashes of color. The last room before re-entering the room with the dog house gate has a big ramp for dogs to run up and down.

The wall opposite the ramp has the pop-up’s mission statement displayed, basically explaining the pop-up was designed to celebrate dogs and bring people in to help rescue and adopt more dogs. There are so many dogs out there in need of a home and once you see that adorable face, how could you not? I see the main idea and it’s a really great way to get it done. Pop-ups are really trending right now and it’s a great tool to leverage exposure of rescue dogs in need of a family to take them home and give them some much needed love, attention and care. And for once, this is also a pop-up designed to be pet-friendly for those always traveling with their best friend. The rescue dogs are different from day to day as they get adopted and are also from several local animal rescue organizations, thereby giving back to the community when you help out.

So if you’re looking to adopt or if you have a dog already, if you’re in the NYC area this fall, definitely stop by and check it out. Even if pop-ups aren’t your thing, this was super cute. It was fun playing with all the dogs. Just be mindful of your time slot and if the time you choose to come by. If you choose a busier time of day, you may get rushed through the experience to allow for other guests and dogs to come through. But if it’s a little slower, than you can take your time, I’d imagine since there’s no reason to rush you if there’s no one waiting behind you. I was here for about 45 minutes before being asked to leave so that more guests may enter. It’s $29 for just humans to enter, but $39 for you and your pet, which can be quite pricey for the experience and the pop-up’s allotment of time. Tickets are also only available online, not at the door since it’s all time slotted entry, not first-come, first-serve. Don’t expect to be able to walk in if you walk by the area and decide you want to just walk in. The weekends definitely get busy since more people are out with their babies on the weekends and time off.

If you go though, have lots of fun and remember to give some love to the adoptable pups too!

Right Where You're Supposed To Be

It's funny how life is sometimes. We all have our good days and our bad days. I learned that without balance, you wouldn't be able to tell the difference. You have to drown a little to learn how to swim. It all also depends on how you want to look at life. You can find sunshine in the rain only if you want to look for it. If you want to be depressed, you will be.

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Shrinkle posted for her birthday earlier this year that two people can have the exact same things and one person could be miserable and complain about it while the other person is excited and so grateful to have it. It's so true about one person's trash being another person's treasure. It's all about perspective. And it's also so true about what people don't realize they have until it's taken away. Sometimes I wish some of my friends and family knew this. I want them to be just as happy as I am, if not more. But you can't tell people to be happy, they have to figure it out for themselves on how to be. I wish they knew that sometimes what you're looking for is right in front of you all along. You don't need material things, status, bragging rights, or being able to keep up with the Joneses to be happy. Rich is the man who has love in his life. As long as you have good company and good health, that's all that really matters. This is why they write songs like Lucky. The girl who has it all but still feels empty. You could have the world at your feet but if you had no one to share it with, what is the point? We are all human. We crave love and connection, even if we don't want to admit it.

I don't choose to chase wild dreams that aren't mine. And I don't believe I've "settled" either. I think I've just simply found where my happiness lies and it's pretty simple. My trainer keeps trying to think of get rich quick schemes to help me gain more money in my life and truth be told, I'm too lazy to put in the effort, lol. But it's not just that. Yes, life would be great if I had more money. I mean, I'd be able to pay off my bills, my house, my student loans and have more of the things I want without a care in the world. But where would I be without the struggle? I'm not saying I like to struggle, but the journey there helps you to appreciate the work you put in. When you're given something, you take it for granted and you don't appreciate it as much. I'm doing this all on my own and I'm honestly proud of that. I can't believe I'm still alive right now as I work to carry the weight of two people on my shoulders financially.
At the same time, I'm not in a rush for anything, I realized. Yes, it'd be great to have my house and student loans paid off and extra income in the bank, but extra money is just extra money. It's not like I'm totally unhappy where I'm at. I'm struggling from time to time, but I still set aside a little for fun and I'm still trying to live and experience life when money and time allows. Maybe I'd be able to afford having a kid and speed up the family part a bit with extra money but I'm still enjoying the journey right now regardless of that boost. I have the rest of my life for that and there's no rush for anything. I have a lot of what I wanted done in my life already done anyway. At this point, I just want to live for me and be happy. And that's what I'm doing.

And vacationing all the time isn't me either. I get cabin fever when I'm at home with no plans but I wouldn't like to be jet setting all over the place that often either. This is where balance comes in. I actually do enjoy working. I feel like a person who needs that work/play balance. I also find it easier to stick to my workout/diet schedule on days I work compared to days I have off. On days I have off, I find it harder to comply for some reason. The structure helps. And vacations wouldn't feel like a vacation if you did it all the time. I would probably gets stressed trying to plan out so many all the time too. Even one is a lot of work. I mean, I finally got it done, but I procrastinated and took my time putting a week together just for Paris. And then all summer I’ve been putting Disney together, piece by piece, rearranging so much around to fit my desired itinerary and bucket list.

The point is, I do feel like I'm right where I'm supposed to be in life. And looking back, even when I didn't feel like I was, I really was. I had to go through all my hardships for a reason. If I didn't, would I have come out as strong as I did? You appreciate the light after being in the dark for so long.

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I struggled with my own weight for a reason. I was being taught to not take for granted what I had growing up. I thought I had it easy, that I did not have to worry about my health, that I could eat whatever I wanted without consequence. Now I know that regardless of skinny or fat, it's simply not true. You have one body and you have to take care of it. I learned that exercise is extremely important and staying active, even if I don't like sports and that there are other ways to do so other than playing sports. I learned that what you put in your body is important. Of course, comfort foods are important too for your mental health and sanity, but you have to find that balance and learn to discipline yourself to keep that balance between healthy and indulgence.

Minor segue with my weight loss update:
I’m back on my weight loss journey to lose another 5 lbs and I forgot how ridiculous of a waiting game it is. It’s only been 18 days so I shouldn’t expect a lot of results but for the first week I struggled to lose the rubberbanding weight I had all summer. I finally just got down to 110 last week and have been able to maintain it so I’m finally feeling motivated. It took a bit to get adjusted back to smaller portions and eating healthy 100% of the time since I haven’t cheated since Sept 1. I was sooooo hungry for the first few weeks, it drove me insane but I fought through it. I have to remind myself that this journey is not a quick and easy one, otherwise everyone would do it. I have remember that it took me about 5 months to fully lose the 20 lbs so I should really relax and not be so impatient with these last 5 lbs I want to lose. Although getting back to my college days weight would be absolutely amazing before I leave for vacation! But anyways, I do feel amazing right now, now that I’ve finally started to see results come through and trickle back down to 110. I just have to be patient for the next 5 weeks and stay focused.
I also started training for my half marathon slowly. I’m running outside to try and build endurance and stamina so I can actually finish the half marathon when I have to cross that bridge. It took about 2 weeks but I was able to slowly train myself to finish 8km in an hour again. I’m not trying to finish by a certain time, but I do want to be able to keep up, be able to run at a steady pace without having to take too many breaks or slow down too much and finish the race.

I’m really proud of these results, as slow as they may be. If you’re out there struggling with your diet and fitness goals, remember, consistency is key. Make sure you’re challenging yourself, hold yourself accountable and push though. Nothing in this world that's worth having comes easy.

I also learned from this journey that in order to be a happier me, I simply just need to choose to be a happier me. It goes back to the perspective thing. When I’m doing really good with my gym and diet, I’ll have a really awesome week, simply from the high off of my successes of my weight loss. Nothing could bring me down. My work week wasn't any worse or better than any other work week. The difference was that I chose to not let anything get to me. I let the good outweigh the bad. And that's what I want to learn to do more of in my life. Like how you could receive 100 compliments but just one mean comment can bring you down? I want to be able to be that person that drowns that out. The good thing is, in that situation I'll always win. I rarely care about what people say or think of me regardless, lol. I care more about my own opinion and what I think of myself over what others think of me because vain as fuck.
But the point is, I want to start living my life more like nothing can bring me down. I want to be able to channel my happiness and control better what upsets me and not let it affect me at all.

Nine Eleven

Do you remember where you were? Were you born yet? 

It's crazy that this year marks the 17th anniversary of the September 11th attacks. For me, this is a memory, but for today's youth, it will be a history lesson. 

I remember exactly where I was. I was in 8th grade, William Paca Middle School, watching all the other kids get pulled out of school mysteriously. No one really knew the gravity of what had happened, or what really did happen just yet. We heard the that the towers had been hit, and that parents were panicking as they frantically came to sign their kids out of school early. My mom didn't drive at the time and my dad was at work but being Asian, I don't think my parents knew that's what you would or could do.

I came home from school regularly and saw my mom staring at the tv, trying to make sense of what had happened. It still felt surreal even when I saw it replayed on tv over and over. Why did this happen? How did this happen? What's going to happen after this? Is this real life? 

And before this, I had never known about terrorism or grasped the idea that other countries out there may hate the US. I mean, why would they? I had been raised in this country, believing that it was the great land. How could you hate it? But this is before US and European history classes which would come later in high school. I wasn't aware of it all. I was also only 12 at the time. Naive and young. So seeing other countries celebrating what had happened to the US was very confusing and sad. Why would you cheer at someone else's tragedy? I didn't yet grasp that there was evil in the world. That some people just want to watch the world burn. And that some people would hurt others, especially innocents. 

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In the years to come, I would learn that there has been much history of terrorist attacks on the US in prior years. This was not the first, and since then, it's certainly has not been the last. But it has been the one that resonated with me the most because it was so close and I know and have encountered so many people involved in 9/11. In my retail pharmacy days, I had filled for many who were suffering from the aftermath of 9/11, the pain, the trauma, and other long term physical and psychological illnesses that came from it. A lot of friends and colleagues had parents, brothers, family members who participated in the search and rescue teams. 

And today, I asked my followers if they remembered where they were during the attacks and found that a lot of them were very close to the scene when it happened and saw it happen. It's crazy. And a lot of us were in school at the time. Now we're adults looking back on this piece of history. 

I stopped by the Oculus earlier this summer, but I haven't had a chance to actually explore the World Trade Center area yet. I would like to visit the Freedom Tower and the museum one of these days. It's so haunting but beautiful to see those two beams of light at night too, beaming up into the sky. 

I wish I could understand why people do what they do and why they would wish to harm innocent people. It still happens today through school shootings, bombings, gunmen at nightclubs, movie theaters, concerts, etc. There is just no safe place anymore. It's really unfortunate in this day and age the things you have to worry about going into public spaces. Where you think you'll be safe in a crowd of people, may not always be the case. 

This is also another reason why I'm so afraid to have kids. You can't always keep them from everything. Or if you shelter them from too much, what kind of life is that as well? There's just no winning. 

I hope one day we can live in a world where these things don't exist.