tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63293392041251552712024-03-19T00:42:46.961-04:00amanda in the citythe story of a little girl in the big cityUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6329339204125155271.post-43518745076286631432015-11-04T15:17:00.003-05:002015-11-04T15:17:55.633-05:00goal: write a little every dayin journalism school, i received the best advice for being a writer. i heard it over and over again: in order to become a better writer, read and write. read the work of great writers. read newspapers, books, magazines, reviews, blogs. read voraciously. and write; practice your craft. experiment. journal. write publicly and privately. work on projects large and small, professional and so personal they may never see the light of day.<br />
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somewhere in the midst of my transition from professional writer to business professional, i stopped writing. i didn't make writing a priority and so i just stopped doing it. i was burned out by the daily toil and stress of pumping out endless blog posts, so i just stopped opening my computer. but i stopped writing daily professionally five years ago. i stopped writing professionally altogether three years ago. and in the time since, i have longed to return to it, at least privately. i keep journals that i write in sporadically. and last summer i worked on <a href="http://postmbasummer.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">a personal blog</a> that i kept up for three months, before my full time job took over my life.<br />
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over the past year, i came up with the idea to start a new writing project. i do think that project will come to fruition, but some things going on in my personal life have caused me to push my timeline back. it's fine. i want to get to place where i long to write again, and then i want to enjoy myself. i don't ever want it to feel like its a burden again. i have loved writing since i was very young, but making it my career and livelihood took the joy out of it. i want to feel that joy again. i want my writing to be an emotional release and an artistic expression.<br />
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i want to get back into the habit of writing often. i want to exercise a muscle that has atrophied. so, i'm setting a new goal for myself: write a little every day. it can be one or two lines or thousands of words if i'm feeling ambitious. it can be written publicly in this forum or somewhere else. or it can be privately, for my eyes only. it can be about something interesting or serious or totally fluffy and superfluous. i just want to do it and make it consistent.<br />
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so, here i go.<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6329339204125155271.post-49015557145733544662015-01-06T15:21:00.000-05:002015-11-04T15:40:06.777-05:00the best of 2014this week we said goodbye to 2014. and i looked back on this year that was and thought of its enormity and importance in my life. so much was accomplished and enjoyed this year; so much celebrated and achieved. loved ones of mine lost loved ones of theirs, but as the year closed, all my loved ones were healthy and happy, something I have learned is precious and lucky.<br />
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i can't say what 2015 will bring -- for better or worse -- but i can commemorate 2014 as a year that was good to me and one i lived to the fullest. i started out the year taking a personal leadership class, which made me think about taking better care of myself mentally and emotionally. i learned about the importance of meditation and taking time for myself, my family and friends.<br />
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the year i graduated from columbia business school and completed my mba<br />
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the year we celebrated being married one year and enjoyed being newlywed and married the whole year<br />
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the year we spent the summer in westhampton and ginger went to the beach for the first time<br />
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the year I started work full time in business development and shawn started a new job, too</div>
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the year i went to cuba<br />
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the year i learned to golf<br />
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the year we went to napa and i started to really love and appreciate wine<br />
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the year ginger overcame her chronic carsickness and lyme disease, and spent summer weekends in a backyard without a fence -- yet she didn't run away or into the road<br />
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the year i started to remember how much i miss writing and i wrote <a href="http://postmbasummer.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">this blog</a><br />
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the year i visited friends around the country and met all their new babies<br />
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so here's to 2015. i see more work, more wine, more travel and more people having babies in the new year.</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6329339204125155271.post-45737000762510390582014-09-11T23:52:00.001-04:002014-09-11T23:53:43.419-04:00gratitude: day seveni think it's no surprise that day seven of my gratitude challenge lands on a day on which i typically have trouble finding anything to be grateful for at all. i don't believe in coincidences. i think this is a message from someone special to me who the world lost 13 years ago today. he's telling me to stay positive and fight hard, the way he did when he was my basketball coach when i was 12.<br />
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today i am grateful for this gratitude challenge. i'm grateful for the reminder to find things to be grateful for, even on a momentously sad day like september 11.<br />
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i am grateful for the things in my life that still remind me of randy on a regular basis: seeing someone on the street who looks like him, spending time with his wife and daughters (which i don't do often), looking up at the freedom tower while walking around new york. last weekend, my first round of golf ever in my life was played at the course where my dad and randy's other friends donated a bench in his honor. i am grateful i finally got to see it and play the hole he loved so much. and when my dad stepped up to tee off on that hole, he drove his ball straight into a lake. "that's randy just saying hi, letting you know he's still here with you," i said.<br />
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i am grateful for everyone who reached out to me today, and every september 11 in years past. thank you for your kind words, texts, emails and calls. sometimes they make me even more sad. they make it feel more real in some way. sometimes i don't know how to react or reply to people who are doing the only thing they know how to make me feel loved and supported. so i just say thank you.<br />
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lastly, i am grateful to have known randy, even for such a short time. he was taken from this world too soon, but i'm so lucky that he had such a big impact on me and my family while he was alive. i'm lucky i got to hear his laugh and hear his booming voice cheering for me as i played field hockey in high school. his loss left a hole in so many lives and hearts. not a day goes by that i don't feel his loss, but today it is palpable.<br />
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my thoughts and prayers are with all those who perished 13 years ago today, their families, their friends and their communities. we can never forget because our lives will never be the same.<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6329339204125155271.post-74826730563779527102014-09-10T21:22:00.001-04:002014-09-11T11:52:58.202-04:00gratitude: day sixtoday i'm thinking of people who helped me as i struggled through challenging and difficult times in my life. so, today i'm grateful for:<br />
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<li>my business school learning teammates, john, ari, olga and jay: we were a motley crew of business school students but somehow we made it work, we all got along and no one failed out. seriously, though, i credit these four people with the fact that i didn't flunk out or give up my first semester of business school -- it was that tough. but these four are among my favorite people. global pants pride!</li>
<li>my roommates from 20i: in my last apartment before i moved in with shawn, i was lucky enough to find friendship, support and fun at a time in my life when i really needed all of that. i'm so grateful to melanie, marisa and michelle for collectively being the best three roommates a girl could ask for.</li>
<li>my therapist: since starting to see her in 2011, my therapist aleyda has become a rock in my life. i attribute my mental well-being to her, as well as the reason i am in such a functional relationship with shawn today. she also has told me from day one that practicing gratitude can help improve your attitude towards yourself and your world, and i couldn't agree with her more.</li>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6329339204125155271.post-12994689475305753732014-09-09T22:00:00.000-04:002014-09-10T12:26:12.074-04:00gratitude: day fiveall the things i've listed <a href="http://www.amandaernst.com/search/label/gratitude%20challenge" target="_blank">in the past four days</a> have been things i'm genuinely grateful for every day. i'm surprised i keep finding new things to be grateful for, but of course i continue to be grateful for everything i've already listed on a regular basis, too! i'm overwhelmed by the many blessings i have in my life that i want to give thanks for. i now see that that's the whole point of this gratitude challenge.<br />
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<li>d is for doggy doggie daycare: shawn and i have been so lucky to find such a caring place to bring ginger a couple times a week for daycare. it's close to our apartment, the people love ginger, she loves being there and, best of all, they have a video feed that allows me to watch ginger during the day when she's there! its perfect for a <strike>neurotic</strike> loving doggie mama like me.</li>
<li>my cousin, bri: since she's also doing this gratitude challenge, bri wrote something really sweet about me today, so i thought i would return the favor. i am grateful for her love and friendship every day of my life! she is an amazing, genuine person and an incredible mom. she has been such a pillar of strength for her sisters and family, even as she's dealt with her own share of adversity, challenges and tragedy. i want to emulate her calm and laid back attitude, and look half as gorgeous as she does. i don't have any sisters, but she is the closest thing i have, and i am so grateful that our moms were close so that we had the opportunity to spend so much of our childhood together. and now that we're both grown up, i am so sad i don't get to see more of her. that's yet another goal i have for myself in the coming months...love you brini!</li>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6329339204125155271.post-59022914197084925442014-09-08T23:30:00.000-04:002014-09-10T12:19:56.697-04:00gratitude: day fourtoday it struck me, out of the blue, that 10 years ago i was just starting my senior year of college! the tenth anniversary of my college graduation is just nine months away!<br />
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<li>my friends from college, especially jennifer, jodi and nicole, who i'm so lucky to still be close with today. college was such a transformative and influential time in my life -- like it is for so many people. i'm so lucky to still be good friends with these incredibly accomplished, driven and intelligent women. one day we'll rule the world.</li>
<li>new york city - the only place that has felt like home since i left my parents' house at 18. i can't believe its been nearly 9 years since i moved here officially. plus, i love nyc in the fall!</li>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6329339204125155271.post-29797950249497616042014-09-07T22:49:00.000-04:002014-09-10T12:20:03.507-04:00gratitude: date threetoday was anther long day and i'm tired, but i committed to doing this gratitude thing, so here it is. today i am grateful for:<br />
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<li>shawn, my dad and will for humoring me today, giving me tips and advice and showing me a good time during my first time on a golf course! what a fun day today. i think i might really be starting to like golf now. though i still think its a ridiculous game, spending most of the day riding around in a cart searching for your ball.</li>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6329339204125155271.post-22871110726410535132014-09-06T21:48:00.001-04:002014-09-10T12:20:09.350-04:00gratitude: day twotoday was a sad day. i went to a funeral for a man who i never met, but who touched the lives of some people i care for greatly -- shawn and his family. it gave me a great reason to think on what i was grateful for today. it has also made me really sleepy, so i apologize for not being very eloquent today. so, here's what i'm grateful for today:<br />
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<li>shawn's family: i doubly lucky because now, thanks to my relationship with shawn, i get a whole new group of people who love and support me. i'm especially grateful for judy, mitch and jared.</li>
<li>people who meaningfully contributed to shawn's life when he was growing up: everyone who touched his life, most of all betty and her family, helped him to become the caring, loving man i married.</li>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6329339204125155271.post-74533235290139239712014-09-05T14:26:00.001-04:002014-09-10T12:20:14.749-04:00gratitude: day onei accept the nomination by my cousin suzette to share three things i'm grateful for every day for seven days. this is in keeping with <a href="http://www.amandaernst.com/2014/02/2014-year-for-peace-and-gratitude.html" target="_blank">one of my goals this year to find happiness through gratitude</a>. this is a pass-it-on, chain letter type of facebook challenge so popular in these post-ice bucket challenge days. the rules of engagement are:<br />
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<li>my friends: each and every person who remembered this was a big week for me and made me feel special and loved in some small way.</li>
<li>my husband, who has as much troubling sleeping as i do, which comforts me.</li>
<li>my job! i'm so lucky to have one, especially such a great one.</li>
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today i nominate my brother joey (getting him back for nominating me for the ice bucket challenge), the recent birthday girl anne and my oldest friend lauren. yay for gratitude! i feel better already.</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6329339204125155271.post-50278313282729904522014-08-22T12:20:00.000-04:002014-09-05T13:46:41.586-04:00learning to embrace the sweat stains in life<div class="tr_bq">
over at <a href="http://postmbasummer.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">the blog i've been writing this summer</a>, i've been keeping pretty busy tracking all my travels and travails since june. but i haven't had much desire or need to produce deep thoughts. and what's the point of blogging if you're not producing deep thoughts about something? it's just a run down of stuff i've done next to some pictures of my dog. so recently i had cause to write something i'm actually pretty proud of, and i thought i would publish it here as well. </div>
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here is my post entitled <a href="http://postmbasummer.blogspot.com/2014/08/day-81-embrace-sweat-stains-of-life.html" target="_blank">"Day 81: Embrace the Sweat Stains of Life"</a>:</div>
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<span style="color: #351c75;">I'm hard on myself. I expect nothing less than perfection -- I always want myself to be happy, fulfilled, loved and skinny; to look chic and put together; to live up to my potential; and to make the most of the gifts that have been given to me. It's exhausting. And the standards I set for myself are impossible. So if I expect the impossible of myself, then I am setting myself up for failure. Every. Day.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75;">So, now that I've diagnosed the problem, I'm halfway to finding a solution, right? No, I think that is yet another lie I tell myself. Changing my thinking and outlook on life has been a long process and is something I will probably be working on forever. I am an imperfect being; now I have to accept that about myself and cut myself some slack.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75;">If I could stick to my goal of meditating daily (there I go again, beating myself up again for not following through with something) I would use the mantra that my therapist gave me four years ago: I am good. But since I don't repeat this mantra as often as I should, sometimes I need something to remind me to be nicer to myself.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75;">Today, that reminder came in the form of a sweat stain.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75;">I was en route to meet a friend for happy hour drinks. Once again, I had been hard on myself while getting dressed -- nothing fit me right, I felt fat and dumpy -- but I had tried to lighten my mood by wearing a favorite new shirt. As I got off the subway -- feeling slightly sticky in the early evening heat and humidity -- I spotted a woman walking in front of me. She looked impossibly put together in a royal blue shift dress, cork pumps and a big leather purse. I saw her and instantly kicked myself -- she was obviously still dressed up from a day at the office, but on my best days at the office I never look that good. Especially after sitting at a desk all day, my clothes and hair are rumpled and I'm most likely ditching the heels for flats before walking out the door. Why wasn't I brave enough to traverse the cobblestones of Soho in three inch cork heels?</span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75;">Somehow -- probably because I was in flats and she was teetering along on the cobblestones of Soho in heels -- I managed to catch up to my style icon as we waited to cross Houston. As I approached her, I saw a flaw in her perfect dress. Right around the zipper on her lower back, I saw a sweat stain that was in various stages of drying and leaving a nice salty ring on the back of her dress. Suddenly, the image of my perfect day-to-night office girl came crashing down. This woman wasn't perfect. She may look more dressed up than me, and braver to wear heels, but she was human, too. She was sweating, or had been at some point during the day, just like me.</span><br />
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<span style="color: #351c75;">The message from the universe came through loud and clear: accept yourself as imperfectly human. And when life throws you sweat stains, just put on a pair of heels to distract everyone.</span><br />
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Read more about my post-mba summer <a href="http://postmbasummer.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">here</a>.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6329339204125155271.post-87913331298079899012014-06-01T11:27:00.000-04:002014-09-05T11:27:48.052-04:00the post-mba lifeso, i have the summer off (for the most part). i have three whole months to what i want before i start the big girl full time job. since one of my goals this year has been to write more, i've started a blog. follow my summer adventures here: <a href="http://postmbasummer.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">three years to real life</a>.<br />
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follow my journey and let me know what you think.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6329339204125155271.post-3535040038896885522014-05-08T10:31:00.000-04:002014-09-05T11:28:27.020-04:00coming to the end.<blockquote class="tr_bq">
<i>me: </i>i think i have been so sick recently because i've been stressed out and it has compromised my immune system.<br />
<i>boss:</i> why are you so stressed? you have a job and your grades don't matter.</blockquote>
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here's the truth that everyone tells you: the hardest part of business school is getting into business school. this is, by all intents and purposes, true. once you have paid your deposit and agreed to attend your ivy league institution that bars you from disclosing your grades to any employer until you have signed a full time offer, it doesn't really matter whether you come to class, hand in assignments or get straight LPs (my school's equivalent of Ds).<br />
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but here's the truth that no one tells you: even though it doesn't matter, you are likely so <i>type a</i> that not handing in an assignment <i>hurts your soul</i>. and all those clubs and leadership positions you committed to (whether for personal or professional reasons) require most of the extra time you have left over after classes, assignments, review sessions and group meetings.<br />
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having juggled planning a wedding during my first year and working two days a week my second year, i missed out on that part of school they call "fun" and "a vacation from full time work." in short, business school was no picnic for me. i'm glad i did it, because now i have a great job and i feel smarter and more empowered, but the stress it incurred definitely took several years off my life. come to think of it, it took over years of my life.<br />
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my road to columbia started in 2010, when i decided to take the gmats. thinking back now, i can't believe how long ago that was. four years is a long time but these four years have been a lifetime. i started officially studying in august and took the test on december 5. three and a half months later i got ginger. a few months after that i met shawn. i remember in our first meeting telling him i was planning to apply to business school in a few months. fast forward to september 2011 and i realized the due date for early decision at columbia business school was just a few weeks away. oops! thankfully someone cool and collected in my life (shawn obvs) helped me edit my essays and get them in on time. i submitted everything on the day applications were due. four weeks later, i was in.<br />
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last week was my last day of class, ever. to celebrate, shawn and i went back to the place where we celebrated the night i was accepted into columbia. it seemed appropriate. and sitting before me was a guy who could have cut and run the moment i told him i had been accepted. he could have decided it was all too difficult and would ruin our relationship. he could have been insecure and certain i would meet someone else. instead, he suggested we move in together.<br />
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look at us now.<br />
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i can't wrap up this phase in my life without feeling immense gratitude for shawn and everything he has done for me. i couldn't have done it without you, babe!<br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6329339204125155271.post-75931028676970879142014-02-11T23:16:00.001-05:002014-02-11T23:16:28.223-05:002014 - a year for peace and gratitudein the past, i have tried take some time around new year's and my birthday to look back on the year that had just passed and think about what i would like to achieve in the year ahead.<br />
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last year was undoubtedly one of the best years of my life -- if not the best. i married the love of my life and my best friend, and accomplished the incredible task of planning a party (aka the wedding) for 160+ people while juggling business school, two internships (spring and summer) and demanding positions on school club boards. then we went on the most incredible vacation of my life (aka the honeymoon).<br />
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things came together for me professionally as i started the year case prepping for consulting interviews that disappointed and ended the year with a full time job offer in a position and at a company that just feels right. what a year.<br />
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yet i also faced tough challenges. but i am proud of the fact that i didn't let these difficulties defeat me. i reached out to others for their advice and support. i looked inward for strength i didn't know i possessed. and i grew in ways i didn't know i could or should. in the end, i closed out the year with a greater sense of what is important to me and what is not worth caring or worrying about.<br />
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it's with that in mind that i set my goals for 2014. i decided that with my professional life and love life under control it was time to turn inward. i wanted to improve myself inside and out. i started by going to the gym more and determining to eat better. shawn has gotten into the act, too.<br />
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part of my self improvement goal was to take a class at school called personal leadership and success. the class has pushed me to find my purpose, work on increasing my happiness through gratitude and grow emotionally, among other things. i worked with a small group of classmates to discuss challenges i've faced in the past -- particularly why i stopped writing and blogging years ago after pretty much just burning out. they encouraged me to start writing again. as i continue to find my purpose, i think writing will play a role, whether it's writing here in a somewhat public forum or more privately in a journal.<br />
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another way i have been trying to improve myself is through my new night time routine. before bed, i meditate for five minutes. after quieting my mind for a little bit, i floss and brush my teeth (starting better habits!). then, i spend a few minutes playing with an app on my ipad that is helping me to learn italian. after going through this new routine pretty much every night for the last couple weeks i have started to sleep better and longer -- which is a real feat for me!<br />
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so i'm trying to be healthier, meditate, start healthy habits and sleep better. i'm also trying to get into the rhythm of writing about myself and my progress as i pursue my self improvement goals. writing again on a regular basis will be a real challenge for me. but i have to stop overthinking it. and. just. press. publish.<br />
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and because i know you want it: <a href="https://www.facebook.com/media/set/?set=a.10101793315662840.1073741827.900179&type=1&l=5cd06d11ba" target="_blank">more honeymoon photos here</a><br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6329339204125155271.post-41283188577757847432013-01-01T18:25:00.002-05:002013-01-01T18:25:31.193-05:002013here it is another new years day -- my 30th one! -- and i feel compelled to look back on the year that was and ahead to the next chapter. 2012 was a confusing, contradictory year full of so much love and loss, new beginnings and sad goodbyes. i have had tough years in the past but i have never ended a sad year with such a feeling of happiness and hope for the future. if you're wondering why, ahem:<br />
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i'm getting married! all at once, amidst a year shadowed by the loss of my aunt, who was like another mother to both me and my own mother, after a long illness and all the challenges of leaving my career behind to become a full time student, i'm struck by an overwhelming feeling of lightness and joy and optimism that only love and happiness can bring. <br />
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my hope for 2013 is that it will bring more of this feeling to me and my family and friends. i see so many doors opening, so many possibilities ahead. professionally, i see countless opportunities available where i once felt stuck at work and in my career path. and personally, i see a future and a family with the love of my life, and i look forward to continuing our amazing life and growing our family from the three of us (including ginger!) in the years ahead.<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6329339204125155271.post-11380342677327644632012-11-29T15:41:00.001-05:002012-11-29T16:14:05.288-05:00dog shaminganother thanksgiving has passed and i have again taken some time to think on all the things that i'm thankful for in 2012. besides shawn and ginger, my family and all my dear friends near and far, i am truly thankful to have the opportunity to attend a top business school (no matter <a href="http://www.businessweek.com/bschools/rankings" target="_blank">what businessweek says</a>). i have learned so much, met so many super smart, driven and amazing people and have had so many doors open for me that i can't even do the experience justice with words. when people ask me how school is going, i complain that i don't sleep or don't get to see my dog and my boyfriend has forgotten what i look like. i mention the classes are hard and the finals are harder. and recruiting...don't even get me started. but what falls between the cracks is what gets me out of bed after so few hours of precious sleep: the thrill of learning and being challenged every day and ending up somewhere even better than where i was before, making smarter career and business decisions and having an impact on the world.<br />
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after all that serious talk, here's a picture of ginger just for fun:<br />
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dog shaming! i love it.<br />
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guess what, now that i've regained my urge to blog, i have a 5-week winter break coming up! expect more updates from me soon.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6329339204125155271.post-76169725849898566172012-08-16T17:01:00.002-04:002012-08-17T18:39:23.346-04:00resetting required unpluggingfor the past few weeks that i've been out of work, i've been on a self-imposed social media exile. sort of. i mean, i still check facebook regularly, but i've all but abandoned some of the other sites i used to live on, like twitter and pinterest. and my facebook updates have slowed, too -- even pictures of ginger! to make up for that, here's a picture of her just cuz:<br />
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ah, okay, now i feel better. anyway, the point of these past few weeks was to reset myself from worker bee to full time student. it took me at least three weeks to be able to sleep in past 7:30 am. and then this week, i realized i had let my social media accounts flounder. maybe it was because i was suddenly getting more than 6 or 7 hours of sleep.<br />
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i didn't do it consciously, but there it is.<br />
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so now i'm feeling more well rested and ready to start classes in just a few days. how do i approach my social media feeds now that i'm a student? what will i post on my twitter feed? what do my followers want to read from me? will i even have time to take photos of ginger??Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6329339204125155271.post-57513899227243285622012-07-13T14:00:00.000-04:002012-08-17T18:39:42.792-04:00it's time to say goodbye<br />
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my <a href="http://www.amandaernst.com/2011/11/thankful.html">last report</a> on my life told you i had been accepted into business school. nine months (and one company acquisition) later, i have made the plunge of cutting ties from my full time job and i'm ready to become a full time student after seven years in the work world.<br />
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today is my last day at b5media.<br />
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what's ahead of me? a few weeks of traveling, a couple weeks of getting my life sorted and business attire wardrobe filled out and then orientation and school, school, school until may 2014.<br />
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although i've had many months to ponder this change, i am still trying to wrap my head around the decisions i've made and what's to come. as i prepare to leave my desk for the last time, i have a vague feeling of "what have i gotten myself into?!?!" <br />
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one thing i know for sure. i won't miss this job. but i will miss all the people i work with. i will miss them with all my heart! i'm just grateful to have made a handful (it's a small company) of new friends who i can carry on with me to my next endeavor. the friends i've made at jobs past are some of my best friends in nyc, and their impact on my life has been immeasurable.<br />
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it's been fun b5. onwards and upwards.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6329339204125155271.post-50400925639774993922011-11-24T14:30:00.000-05:002012-07-13T13:17:21.225-04:00thankfulthanksgiving is my favorite holiday of the year for many reasons -- not the least of which is that it's a holiday that actually encourages you to stop, take stock and be grateful for the things you have.<br />
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this year i feel like my life is bubbling over with happinesses. i have so much to be thankful for and everything is made all the better by looking back on recent thanksgivings and the state of my life then. three years ago i was newly unemployed. two years ago i was newly single (and still unemployed). last year i had just changed jobs but was optimistic. this year my job is the last thing on my mind.<br />
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in the past year -- scratch that -- in the past <i>eight months</i> everything has changed. sometimes, things can happen that fast or even faster. first, there was ginger, a dog i had always longed for who tipped my selfish city life on its head and taught me how to put other things before myself. then came shawn, a guy who was unlike all the rest: caring, thoughtful, funny, smart, successful and open to the possibility of love and commitment even when it's least expected. and, finally, just a few weeks ago i learned i had been accepted to columbia business school, which means i'll be a student again in august and this time next year i'll be in a completely different place once again.<br />
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when your life takes a dramatic shift it's usually for the worst. my broad sweeps of good luck have always followed with bad. although i'm hopeful that this time that won't be the case, i'm prepared just in case. and that won't stop me from being thankful today for what helped me get to where am i right now -- even if it all falls apart tomorrow.<br />
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so, in no particular order, here is a list of things i am thankful for this year, thanksgiving 2011: my family; ginger the cutest morkie in all the land; love; roommates; amazing friends near and far; professional mentors and all my colleagues who teach me and push me daily; early admission; doggie day care and wee wee pads (integral to my life with ginger); pie; jeggings and the health and happiness of everyone.<br />
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happy thanksgiving!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6329339204125155271.post-71661146569487254392011-01-01T22:43:00.000-05:002011-01-01T22:43:31.306-05:00New Year, Updated Life<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Gv8xRkfEDCPZfmw8Spzx_epkGZM-4kdjee3xF5lqREKqMWhWZzS-sWkH3wSs6mDJOFEriwS74NZe85cZ7lnjz8gyRjK6hDJQX8r6AH3mEeTpf9X6009tjDN2lu9SrbCzY4DFahJCWMQk/s1600/Emma-Watson-For-Marie-Claire-US-December-2010-Cover-and-Editorial.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left:1em; margin-right:1em"><img border="0" height="320" width="230" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0Gv8xRkfEDCPZfmw8Spzx_epkGZM-4kdjee3xF5lqREKqMWhWZzS-sWkH3wSs6mDJOFEriwS74NZe85cZ7lnjz8gyRjK6hDJQX8r6AH3mEeTpf9X6009tjDN2lu9SrbCzY4DFahJCWMQk/s320/Emma-Watson-For-Marie-Claire-US-December-2010-Cover-and-Editorial.jpg" /></a></div><br />
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to celebrate 2011, i've taken some time to update <a href="http://www.mediabistro.com/amandaernst">my freelancer profile on mediabistro.com</a>. this year was filled with so many amazing assignments, from interviewing <i>InStyle</i> managing editor ariel foxman, to meeting all the real housewives, chatting with vinny (from the <i>jersey shore</i>) on the phone for an hour, and launching my text messaging and dating column, <a href="http://www.crushable.com/tag/textual-healing">textual healing</a>. i also managed to score <a href="http://www.marieclaire.com/celebrity-lifestyle/how-to/life-advice/hosting-dinner-with-boss-tips">my first article in a national women's magazine</a>. yes, most of the work i'm most proud of from 2010 came from <a href="http://www.crushable.com">crushable</a>, which i'm proud to say i helped found and launch in february. (it is now in the very capable hands of editor meghan keane and deputy editor drew grant, and i help them out by overseeing biz dev and social media efforts for crushable and its sister sites thegloss.com and blisstree.com.) but, i'm proud of all my freelance work, too. <br />
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<a href="http://www.mediabistro.com/amandaernst">check it all out here</a>. and here's to even more on the horizon.<br />
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happy new year!!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6329339204125155271.post-1772216975861114292010-09-12T18:33:00.001-04:002010-09-12T18:40:00.843-04:00updatereading over the last post, i can't believe it's been seven months since i posted it. it is the first chapter of a book that has been cooking in my brain for years, but i have never completed -- or even written beyond those first few lines. the challenge is: where to go from there? that's a question that i have been struggling with, well, ever since i moved to new york.<br />
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i still don't know what is most important to me. i decided this year that i didn't want to be a reporter full-time any more. i have always and will always love to write, but working the way i was had sapped my will to write in my free time. i was spending so much time in front of the computer during the week (and on weekends) doing work, that when i wasn't working the last thing i wanted to do was sit at my computer and <i>write more</i>. that is the reason this blog has laid dormant for all this time.<br />
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relationship-wise, i have been single for the past year. i've met some guys that i have found interesting and fun, spent more time than i should have with my recent ex, and <a href="http://crushable.com/relationships/online-dating-is-just-not-for-me-right-now/">decided that online dating is not for me</a>. writing <a href="http://crushable.com/tag/textual-healing/">a column on text messaging and dating</a> has been really fun and enlightening, and i find inspiration for that from lots of unexpected places. finding a guy to love and support me has always been important to me, but i believe that things come to you when you least expect them, so i'm not looking.<br />
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the one thing i have not ever second guessed about my life is living in new york. yes, i have fantasies about picking up and living at the beach or the woods for a few months while i work on a book, buying a little dog and leasing a convertible and living someone else's life for a little bit. but those ideas are all temporary. i would always come back to the city. <br />
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so, as i tell the story of my journey here, what comes next? the many career moves and disappointments? the heartbreaks? the friendships that i've made and lost? we'll see.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6329339204125155271.post-42500533182831718152010-01-26T22:53:00.000-05:002010-01-26T22:53:27.944-05:00prologueI didn't come to New York wanting to be Carrie Bradshaw, although I know lots of girls do. Like Carrie, I wanted to be a writer, but I saw myself as more career-driven. I was interested in collecting bylines and beats, not labels or love. I was prepared for long workdays and late nights, working weekends to meet deadlines and sacrificing my personal life in the name of my career. <br />
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But when I landed my first job, which paid me $28,000 a year to answer phones for a top-tier editor at a business magazine, I realized my folly. At first, I hoped this time would be filled with freelancing and working on my blog, but within a few months I had fallen hopelessly in love with a reporter at the magazine, and my priorities changed just as quickly. <br />
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I eventually left magazine publishing to work for an Internet start up publication, a move I told myself was good for me and my career. At the time I thought that the magazine, and my first job, was not a waste because I had come out of it with a recognizable name on my resume and a future husband to boot. I lied to myself.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6329339204125155271.post-51107432577361879962009-11-28T00:55:00.003-05:002009-11-28T01:21:42.176-05:00notice something different?over the past few months, i have been extremely lax with updates on my blog, amanda in the city. although it's easy to blame my non-stop work on <a href="http://www.mediabistro.com/fishbowlny">that other blog</a>, this lapse has mainly been because i've been deciding what i want this space to look like in the future, and what i want to use it for. i have decided it's time for a major overhaul.<br /><br />internet, it has been exactly four years since i moved to new york. thinking back over the bulk of my 20's, which i have spent in nyc, i can't even begin to comprehend everything that i've experienced and dealt with. for example, getting laid off, exactly one year ago. living through that experience, and continuing to work hard as a full-time freelancer while still looking for a full time job, has made me a stronger person and, in my opinion, a better writer. what's more, i am happier now than i have been in a long time. <br /><br />with that in mind, i have taken some time to think about what i want from my career and my life moving forward. no matter where this crazy life takes me, i know that i have enjoyed my life as a blogger since i launched amanda in the city in september 2005. i want to use this space to relive those past experiences, expand on my memories -- both fond and otherwise -- and let others learn from my mistakes. <br /><br />case in point: every day, i cover a media world that has changed drastically from the one i entered into as naive college grad four years ago. at the time, the gym in the building, an hour for lunch and three hours every week for gym time were standard issue perks. there were twice monthly reporters' lunches that i organized, where we would get free food and chat with editors, for no good reason. if i worked late, i got to take a town car home. i had a corporate card and expensed things like my tickets to fashion week and a $75 bouquet for every editorial staffer who had a baby. my boss would take me out for lunch often, where we would easily make our way through a bottle of wine. after-work drinks were common, too. this world of black town cars and bottomless expense accounts no longer exists in magazine publishing. i doubt we will ever see it again. but i lived it, and i took it for granted, along with everyone else who was there at the time.<br /><br />as for men, i've been hurt more than once in these last few years. i have emerged with some pretty strong opinions and theories about the young, urban, professional male, which i won't hesitate to share with you here. i have been unlucky enough to have fallen in love with my share of immature men who, after insistently demanding i become their girlfriend, decide it's not me who they want to spend the rest of their lives with. i'm not sure why they reach this conclusion, but i'm hoping to figure it out eventually. <br /><br />the new amanda in the city will be a combination of republished posts from my last blog, as well as updated stories and insights gained through hindsight and experience. it will focus on the media world, dating, love and living in new york city as a 20-something. feel free to follow along, leave comments or send me feedback -- i'd love to hear what you think about this new endeavor and the blog's new look.<br /><br />xo<br />amandaUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0