I have 4 pocketbooks that I use throughout the year, one for each season. They are big, messy, and packed with lots of stuff. Once something goes into it, it remains stuck there for a while.
I remember watching an episode of Oprah where she explained the direct relationship between how you care for your purses and how you manage your finances. Well, if you took one look inside my bags, you would think I ran a broken down hot dog cart on 42nd Street rather than a high end catering company.
While there are usually no methods to my madness, I do have one yearly ritual that I share with these four purses. I sit on my bed, and with a box marked 2011 in front of me and a garbage pail at my feet, I begin to sift through the memories of my year.
I toss things into the garbage like broken cigarettes, loose gum that has pieces of broken cigarettes in it, even worse loose gum with pieces of broken cigarettes wrapped around a penny, ATM receipts and movie tickets (unless I really loved the movie in which case it then gets throw into the 2011 Box, MIDNIGHT IN PARIS is the only stub that made it into the box this year).
EW GROSS! I find a broken potato chip that I wrapped in a cocktail napkin and stuck in my purse from Blue Hill. I do this sometimes when I want to show our Chef food I’d like to copy. It was a sage potato chip…so delicious.
What gets thrown into the keep box?
Hotel keys or cards (I always keep them and get super happy when a hotel gives out an actual key) from The Grace Bay Club in Turks and Caicos, The Encontado in New Mexico, The Viceroy in Santa Monica, The Muri Muri & Mandarin Oriental in Barcelona, The Playa Sol in Cadaques, The Ritz in New Orleans, The Mandalay Bay in Las Vegas and a few from the Sunset Marquis in LA.
Ryan and I realized this year that one of our favorite things to do, is to check into the Sunset Marquis and assume the lifestyle of a band from the 1970’s. Sometimes we make up fake names like Buck and Layla.
One trip to the Marquis this year proved quite successful landing us a spot on our first private plane ride with two of my idols. I will never forget the excitement I felt that day or how much Ryan laughed when I told him to quickly snap a picture to capture my “Turtle” from Entourage moment.
Security badges to enter the buildings for The Today Show, The Nate Berkus Show and a scrap thank you note drafted to Ina Garten. When I was a little girl I always dreamed of being on television. I remember telling my Grandpa Charlie during our Saturday night ritual of watching the Love Boat, that one day, I too was going to be on The Love Boat. But only after I won a gold medal in the 1984 Olympics for gymnastics (I could barely do a cartwheel).
Concert tickets to the Monkess on both June 16th and 17th. Singing Going Down with Micky Dolenz was definitely the stand out of my year. In case you missed, it can be found on YouTube. Does 221 Views count as “going viral”?
Concert tickets to Mountain Jam, My Morning Jacket (Philly and NYC), Grace Potter (New Orleans, NY, CT), Florence and the Machine, The Felice Brothers, a sticker from Levon Helm’s Ramble.
Wristbands from my favorite music venue in Woodstock; The Bearsville Theater to see Leon Russell, Steven Stills, Todd Rundgren, Jackie Green and Miss Angie’s Karaoke. One of these days Miss Angie you will let me sing my song….I just know it.
A receipt for my failed IVF transfer, a card a friend sent me offering both strength and encouragement to get through the disappointment.
A feather heart made out of construction paper from my nephew Luke.
A small pinecone gift from my little pal Harry. A note with a dog drawn on it from Laszlo.
Ticket to the Dali’s house.….one of the best days of my year.
Receipt for a sparkly dress I bought at ALL SAINTS that late one night I took off and gave away, cause I felt it needed to be worn by a real Rock Star. Never did I think that Rock Star would end up wearing my dress on the stage of Bonnaroo!
A bookmark from Book and Cookies in Los Angeles www.booksandccokiesla.com SO proud of my pal Chudney Ross and how she realized one of her dreams this year!! Can’t wait to see her first book on the shelves this year!
GROSS….a mini hamburger bun from one of our parties. I really have to stop leaving my bag open on the kitchen floor of our parties. That’s not going into the box.
Paint swatches for our new house.
Receipt from a bad haircut that I recieved after going into the salon with a picture of Drew Barrymore and coming out looking like Liza Manelli. I’m keeping this to serve as a reminder to NEVER go back to that salon.
Keys to our house on Coldbrook Road, our first house that taught me that a home could actually end up being one of the greatest loves of your life.
SHOCKED by the amount of pedicure and food receipts I have accumulated (we NEVER eat at home during the week). Which explains the extra few pounds I gained this year. But hey, my toes look awesome.
A letter from my Dad….
A letter from my Mom….
As I slid the top onto the box marked 2011 with all my mementos safely inside, this is what I realized 2011 and these items taught me:
No matter how well laid out your plans are, the most perfect moments in life are those not planned.
It feels so much better to give than receive.
No matter how many places you travel to…there is NO place like home.
That marrying for love can get you through some of the hardest moments of your life and marrying your best friend only makes the fun moments that much more fun.
That your greatest friends are found during the best times of your life (my best friend Lauren Balkin taught me that years ago) and she sure was right.
That lady lobsters when thrown in a pail will try to pull each other down, while male lobsters climb on top of each other to make a ladder to help each other out. 2011 surrounded me with some of the greatest Lady Lobsters that build ladders and encouraged rather than pull each other down. So lucky to have such cool chicks in my life.
The power of magical thinking. So many of my dreams came true this year and I know they are 100% a result of my extreme delusions of grandeur! No matter how crazy people think I am. I am going to continue to dream and believe it may come true.
That doing what you love is a gift, but doing it with people you love is a blessing.
And most importantly….
I REALLY have to stay in and cook more during the week!!
I wish you all a New Year filled with love, happiness, dreams come true and sage potato chips.