September 16 10

I am probably busier than I have ever been in my life. I barely stop moving all day and when I do, I collapse in a “stick-a-fork-in-me-I’m-done” kind of way.

But here’s the thing. And I will save some of you a little bit of time and get to my point right out of the gate, so if you are so inclined, you can just skip right to the end of the post and say, “THAT’S AWESOME ALI.” or you can click the little “x” button at the top and be all “Eff you, Alimartell. I’m not commenting on this post.” Either way, the choice is yours. BUT…so, the thing is this: I AM, BY FAR, THE HAPPIEST I HAVE EVER BEEN IN MY ENTIRE LIFE.

Now, I can give good whine. Trust me, I am really good at it. I can whine about having to replace my appliances with money that I don’t have. And about my husband wanting to replace his dead Civic with something that, once again, boasts a lovely little stick shift, while I firmly believe that I look smokin’ hot while driving said stick shift, I would rather have root canal that drive through another winter with a stick-shift car. Twice. I can whine about not ever being able to find a babysitter…about my washer and dryer being too small…about Isabella never having any clean socks…about my dog barking too much…about having to make meat-free, nut-free lunches every day…about getting tickets for parking more than three hours on the street…about how I totally missed the boat on having another baby and my ovaries totally want one…

See what I mean? I’m a pro.

But, you guys.

THIS? Is part of my job.

Yes. MY JOB.

I live in a house that is just lovely (hello, curb appeal AND walking distance to Starbucks AND wainscoting. THE WAINSCOTING). I get to drive my children to school every single day and I get to pick them up every single day. I get to meet their friends and their teachers and the other moms. My job is a lovely combination of working at an office (with people!) and working in my pajamas in front of my television and talking to myself, but pretending that I’m talking to my dog. I get to spend time in downtown Toronto, which I love and never used to get to see and you know, I am always up for a good subway story…except when that dude farted on me, because THAT was just not okay. I get to write – both for business and for personal. I have a sister-in-law who, when she sees I am in a pinch for a babysitter..says “bring them over to my house! Let them have a sleepover!” to help save the day. I live with a chef. I have excellent best friends.

And then there’s that whole Toronto International Film Festival thing….

(PS. These images are all mine. Please don’t steal. It’s just not classy. Once I figure out how to watermark my images with the lovely watermark that the lovely Becca made for me…they will be watermarked, but, um, until then, I’ll just whine about it.)

(Also, you can check out my Juice column for my TIFF coverage. I will be updating it often)

See, whining is just easier. It’s also usually funnier. I’m not good at admitting things are GOOD, even though I am super quick to tell you when things are not so good. Try it…give me a compliment. See what happens. It’s called self deprecation. I could medal in it. But sometimes, for myself, I just need to admit it. Things are good. They are so good.

I mean, obviously, if I could just randomly bump into Jon Hamm in Yorkville, my life would be even better.

  1. I wanna be Ali Martell when I grow up.
    .-= slynnro´s last blog ..So- As It Turns Out- I AM a Melodramatic Asshole =-.


    Comment by slynnro on September 16, 2010
  2. hooray for happy! i’m happy you’re happy.


    Comment by tara on September 16, 2010
  3. This post made me SO HAPPY. Because I’m happy you’re happy.

    Except I’m still sad you’re in Canada. And I’m not happy about your appliances or the dude farting on you. OR THE STICK SHIFT (GABE).

    But everything else? You deserve the good. All of it.

    And, while still pretty damn hot, Ed’s getting old. That makes me kinda sad.


    Comment by Meghan on September 16, 2010
  4. Meg – that’s why he’s AN UGLY-HOT


    Comment by ali on September 16, 2010
  5. THAT’S AWESOME ALI!! I’m happy for you and wicked-proud… xox


    Comment by Grumble Girl on September 16, 2010
  6. PS – Ed Harris is still a fox. Totes.


    Comment by Grumble Girl on September 16, 2010
  7. YAY!!! You sound great. I guess we should have a Starbucks or something since you’re in my area so much, then, huh? We can swoon over Ed Harris. DAMN TRAFFIC.


    Comment by Haley-O (Cheaty) on September 16, 2010
  8. Alimartell!!!!!! I’m so jealous because I LOVE Ed Harris! He is amazing and those blue eyes and you just know he’s the nicest man EVER. That first pic of him is SO GOOD.


    (Jennifer Conolly meh. The other people I don’t even know.)


    Comment by amy2boys on September 16, 2010
  9. Isn’t that sort of the way of humanity? No one wants to hear how great your kids are, they want to hear about how one of them got caught shoplifting porno at the gas station. No one wants to hear how great your relationship is going, they want to hear about how you threw a full box of taco shells at his head for being a dick. And no one wants to hear about how great your life is, they want to hear about the cunt who called the parking police on you.

    Maybe that’s an exaggeration, but the point is that misery is funnier than happiness, and to be happy in your life is to say that your life is better than mine. It’s human nature.

    That being said, congratulations! There’s something wonderful about suddenly realizing how much your life kicks ass.


    Comment by MonsteRawr on September 16, 2010
  10. I would love to a film festival. I am going to have to put it on some sort of ‘to do before i die’ list!


    Comment by LL on September 16, 2010
  11. Hooray for happy! I’m happy that you’re happy!

    If you want a watermark tutorial, I’m your girl…



    Comment by Angella on September 16, 2010
  12. Yay for happy! I’m so happy for you!

    So keep it up so you can be super famous and I can move to Canada to be your nanny!

    I love Ed Harris.


    Comment by Kristabella on September 16, 2010
  13. I have recently realized I had a mild obsession for joseph gordon-levitt. I would like to eat him. Or soemthing.


    Comment by Meg on September 16, 2010
  14. well, that post made my day. thanks alimartell.


    Comment by Gav on September 16, 2010
  15. Ed Harris — YUM!


    Comment by Nenette on September 16, 2010
  16. Yep, awesome!


    Comment by Heather on September 16, 2010
  17. Ali,

    you are very lucky and important.


    Comment by jennifer on September 16, 2010
  18. So very happy you are OURS!

    At UrbanMoms, that is…


    Comment by Jen Maier on September 16, 2010
  19. Aw, it’s good to see you so happy! Awesomeness.


    Comment by Rebecca (Bearca) on September 16, 2010
  20. Dammit Ali, I’ve been reading your husband’s food blog for over an hour now…yum!

    I’m happy you are so happy! :o)


    Comment by Christine on September 16, 2010
  21. I would like to bump into Jon Hamm someplace where the lights are low and where room service might be an option…but Yorkville sounds nice, too.

    Everyone deserves that moment where they’re hit with the realization they’re crazy happy. It makes me happy to read this and see how you’re living it.


    Comment by fadkog on September 16, 2010
  22. Aw, I am so glad that you are happy! There are always those annoying, little (and big things) that can rob our joy, but how much better to be content, and happy and full of gratitude. I have been feeling the same way, and it has been freaking me out a little:)


    Comment by Kristen on September 16, 2010
  23. YAY for happy. Happy is awesome. Happy is what it’s all about.

    (And getting to talk about movies FOR YOUR JOB? Pretty much my dream come true.)


    Comment by Kerri Anne on September 17, 2010

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