A Few Random Thoughts

Garden of Eden has blood oranges on sale for $1 a pound, which comes out to about
$.25 each. I don't really like blood oranges, but at this price, I'm willing to get a little bloody. I wish I was one of those people who sees a great price for an item and says, "Oh, blood oranges, let me get five pounds of these; I'm sure I can use them in a smoothie or cold blood orange soup or use them to sweeten a cake or in a glaze for a chicken." Sadly, I am one of those people who will buy something when it's really cheap with no definite plan to use that item, unless it was the plan all along to let it rot in my refrigerator for three months.

I start yet another new type of therapy on Thursday. I've been to see this therapist twice, but it's been mostly exposition. He practices MCBT, or "mindfulness cognitive behavioral therapy." It's supposedly a combination of a few different types of therapy, but it's still fairly new and I haven't been able to find much information on it. So I guess it will either work really well and I'll be quoted in a Time Magazine article about how great this new kind of therapy is and how I finally turned my life around, or it will work out horribly and I'll still be me. And I shouldn't say, "it will work really well." I should say, "I will work really hard and hope that I'm traveling down the right path and that I am capable of change and will give it my all because showing up at the office is only 1/19 of the battle." I don't know what I'll do if this doesn't work out. I kind of feel like Valerie Harper in the opening of Rhoda: "New York, this is your last chance" Only really it's "Carli, this is your last chance." I feel like setting a deadline: If I'm not significantly different by the end of the year, I am moving to a leper colony. Do they still have those?

I think the media has handled Natasha Richardson's possibly impending death very poorly. Time Out New York reported that she was brain dead, then retracted that story and basically said, "Yeah, we jumped the gun and we're sorry, but trust us, we've heard from a lot of people who totally say she's brain dead." I'm all for reporting the news as soon as it's available, but that's just irresponsible. I hope they're wrong and next week she'll be on the Today Show joking with Matt Lauer that "reports of my death have been greatly exaggerated" but it doesn't sound good. I'm not a huge fan of hers or anything, but I do enjoy listening to the cast recording of the Broadway revival of Caberet, for which she won a Tony. And it's always sad when someone dies suddenly in the prime of their life. . . except if it's a horrible horrible person, like Hitler. Or Carrot Top.

Personal to DE: Thank you for taking the news relatively well. That makes things more tolerable for me.