Thursday, June 26, 2008

Shattered Crystal - Fragile

This morning I was so wrapped up in my own little world. It was scary. Granted, when I walk to work the sun is just rising at the 'wrong' point in the sky (from my vantage point anyway) and the entire walk to work I need to squint in order to see the sidewalk in front of me.

Lately I have been making an effort to walk on the 'other' side of the street, because my customary side of the street has been mostly ripped up by bulldozers and other heavy machinery in order to prepare for the 'light-rail' - the construction crews have left a narrow fenced in area to walk along, but it's not really so convenient, especially as all the boys in The City seem to feel that the narrow passageway is THE ONLY place where they can ride their bicycles.

This morning I left home early so that I would have time to stop at the post office and mail a letter to Brenda. Seeing as the post office is on my customary side of the street I decided against crossing back to the other side. I was doing alright with the pondering in deep-thought, walking, squinting, schlepping my bag, making sure not to get hit by bicycles and all the other stuff I was consciously doing until suddenly, one of the little boys who had been walking about 10 feet in front of me turned around and started walking in a collision course right back towards me. I got a little confused but just hunched over a little bit more and kept right on walking assuming he was playing around and that he'd just go around me. Suddenly he held out his hand as if to push me. I did a double-take and looked down at the ground just in time to feel my foot squish into a home-made sandwich which had dropped out of his plastic lunch bag which had an enormous hole in the side.

I felt AWFUL. No, not just awful, I felt terrible. I felt like a terrible horrible person. I tried to apologize but he just picked up the sandwich with this REALLY sad look and ran for it.

I was so wrapped up in myself that I just hadn't been looking at where I had been going and what was going on around me. I am usually sooo sooo careful! How deep of a funk was I sunk into that I could do such a thing. The sandwich had been in a plastic baggie but all day all I kept thinking was, "that poor kid had to eat a sandwich that had not only fallen on the floor but had been stepped on by some wacko psycho-depressed looking lady."

On the flip side, what kind of impression did I make on this child?

Not a very positive one.

I can tell you that much.

In the future I must strive to keep my eyes open, my ears more aware and my mind free...

Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Shaky Quakey Takey Fakey...

Happy Hebrew Birfday Daddy...

I am still here.
Sort of.
I'm kind of a'floating.

I'm a bit stressed.
I'd like to have my life organized.

I want to know what is going on with my job.
I want to know what is going on with my apartment.
I want to know what is going on with my husband's college acceptance (or rejection.)
I want to know what is going on with my future.

I just want to know already.
I hate the uncertainty...

Monday, June 16, 2008

Filing, Piling, While-ing...

Last night I crawled into bed a little after 11 but I couldn't fall asleep. Finally I drifted off until 2:30 in the morning when I sat up in bed and simply couldn't fall back asleep again. Eventually I got sick of lying in bed and staring out the window so I went to the living room where I spent an hour and a half playing on the computer and shmearing moisturizer on my legs. At about 5 AM I got back into bed and slept until 6:50 when I gave up altoghther and went to shmooze with Rik on Gtalk for the 2nd day in a row.

We walked and I got to work at 9 on the nose even though we stopped to shmooze with Tamir. :)

Luckily, the lady boss wasn't in today because she is at meetings in Tel Aviv with a 'guest' from abroad. That meant that I had to finish up the letters from yesterday and that I was then free to file, which I actually did. I was actually quite impressed with myself. I filed the entire 'hotels & tourism' tray. That was probably close to 200 pages. Yeah, I feel perfectly justified being proud of myself.

Tonight is Chaviva and Yakov's wedding out at some hall near the Shoresh Interchange. It should be fun. I'll get to see my Big Sis anyway! :)

Wonder what else is in store for today.

It's only 2:35 and I've still got another 2 and a half hours at the office...

Sunday, June 15, 2008

...None Sense...

We went cherry picking on Friday morning/afternoon followed by a pretty insane Shabbos.

Little Brother slept over and so did Sarah Slepian. For the day meal we were joined by; Yonatan and Alex, Yossi and Akiva. The Miskins named their new little princess, Naava Rut, and it was a generally all around fun sort of time.

Today is one of those semi-awful Sundays. They don't happen often and when they do one wonders what the rest of the week has in store in a nervous sort of way.

On the bright sides, I asked the accountant for a print-out of the hours that I've worked thus far and according to all of the calculations I am 3 hours and 45 minutes overtime. Today I made it to the office 2 hours early, so I just need to pump in another 15 minutes and I'll be free to take off June 29th as planned.

Also, on a funny note I realized that for price of 2 slices of pizza at Big Apple one can purchase 4 bourekkas, 2 rugelach and an iced coffee at English Cake. How crazy is that? Now I'm trying to work out which is more healthful of a lunch...

Wednesday, June 11, 2008

Butts, Peacock & Pears...

One day left of the work week.

Friday is the annual cherry picking festival in the Gush.

I wonder if there will be any cherries left for us.

Freddie got her hairs cut.

All of them.

I am waiting to see pictures.

Down with lactose intolerance!
Down with upset-able stomachs!
Down with feeling ugly!
Down with weight gain!
Down with feeling useless!


Mazal Tov Rik!!! You're an Aunt!!! :)

Tuesday, June 10, 2008


Today was Tuesday. Oddly enough, it was a good day. (How often does that happen and on a Tuesday of all days?) Why was it a good day? Well, lemme try to explain...

I woke up thinking it was Sunday, which meant that I didn't have to be at work until 12. I didn't realize that it was Tuesday until 9:00 while on a bus into the city. Somehow I made it to work by 10, so I only had to work until 7 (which ended up working out juuuust fine for me.)

I told the bosses that I'm planning on taking off on Sunday June 29th (a special day for no particular reasons) and they said fine (since they know I have a TON of extra hours on the time clock.)

I walked both ways today - so that was nice.

And oh yeah, I got presents!!! Lots and lots of presents which I really want to share with you. So here are some pictures, hope you enjoy them and the commentary. (Feel special, these pictures are NOT on Facebook. Lol! I'm only posting them for you, my loyal readers.) :)

This is the honey-bear that Saba & Savta picked up for me in the USA. No Home should be without one. THANK YOU!!!This is Richerd. He is a Philbert. His full name is Richerd Philbert. (I'm not joking. Just ask Brenda.) The boss went to a show in New Orleans last week. He brought back some Tnuva USA goodies. I got a smooshy-cow. Tnuva branded and all. The big boss got me a present too. 150 Crayola Crayons in a really funky telescoping crayon tower!!!
Check out alllllll those colors!!!!
I can almost taste the rainbow!!! I am soooo excited to try them all out!!!
And that's basically the story of my happy Tuesday.

The nicest thing about weeks with looong weekends is that the work-week is shortened which means less days at work and more days at play.

Play make me happy.

I'm gonna go color a picture.

Goodbye now, goodbye, g'bye now, bye bye... :)

Friday, June 06, 2008

Wiffles and Sniffs...

Gotta love lazy Friday mornings. They don't have the same 'calmness' that Sundays do (since Shabbos IS a deadline) but they are definitely something to be enjoyed. Especially when you don't have to do any cooking. :)

So, last night Eli slept over and this morning we had waffles and ice cream for breakfast.

We need to make our way to Bet Shemesh at some point but as of now that pointremains undecided.

Finish the laundry, straighten up the place, pack the bag and then we're outta here.

I love the weekend.

I just wish we had time to go to the Galil and hike a bit...

Thursday, June 05, 2008

Three Men in a Tub...?

Thursdays are wonderful days.

Eli called me early this afternoon, "I'm on my way into Jeru. Do you want to see a play? I might have 2 free tickets to allocate since I'm working backstage..."

So - Z and I had a reason for a night out. Dinner at Tmol Shilshom and then a slice of JEST's Love A'la Mode and some Irish Cream Ice Cream with chocolate for dessert.

All in all a VERY nice evening.

Oh, and Eli is sleeping over. :)

We love guests. I even changed the linen on the guest bed... ;)

The best part is that Thursday is the day before Friday.

Waffles and ice cream for breakfast tomorrow...


Wednesday, June 04, 2008

"Peeing is Freeing..."

I am on a new campaign of sorts. I'm trying to rehydrate myself, get in shape (which means losing some weight and starting to stretch again because I recently realized that I can no longer touch my toes) and just generally de-stress.

The stretching and de-stressing are boring but the rehydration effort is HIGHLY amusing. I decided that I need to aim to drink about 3 liters of water a day. Since I always carry my 3/4 liter bottle all I need to do is fill it up 4 times and drink all the contents. This of course means running to pee every 20-30 minutes. I'm still working out a schedule so I don't drink it all in the morning and wind up thirsty by the time night comes around. But the running to the bathroom thing is like an added bonus cause it's like an extra 5 minutes of walking every time I've gotta go.

Dinner last night was actually quite good. We picked up some 'first-class' parmesan cheese at the cheese place Eli showed us and although I used 3% milk instead of cream the alfredo sauce came out quite yummy (I thought so anyway) especially since we threw in some sauteed mushrooms and onions.

While cooking dinner we got to watch a hachnasat sefer torah pass by with the truck and flashing lights and music and everything. It was quite exciting.

I am completely at a loss for things to write so I guess I'll stop now.

Be back later... :)

Tuesday, June 03, 2008

Never Oily, Never Dry...

So it makes me kind of sad in a proud sort of way when I see people who are educated and intelligent who have made the choice to move to Israel and in doing so are forced to set-aside their careers and become menial laborors.

Sometimes when I'm feeling depressed and self-pitying and like my life couldn't possibly get any worse I take a look around me and realize that I shouldn't be so selfish cause other people have it a lot worse than me. It's not the prettiest picture but it seems to serve its purpose.

Yesterday I found yet another way to combat bad days. Simply make them worse. How? Pain. Lots of it.

Next time you're having a bad day take a 15 minute break from work, walk down to the local 'beauty spa place' and have your upper-lip waxed and then 'stringed' to get out the 'rest of it'. I'm telling you - it works wonders. Your nose prickles, your eyes tear and you can't cry cause that just seems stupid but when the burning sets in and you're all red you take a look at yourself in the mirror, take a deep breath and say to yourself, "I'm gonna get through this." Then you march back to your office and try not to let all the garbage that was ruining your day in the first place get to you quite so much. And when people try to tell you that you're all red and it looks like you were really sloppy when eating an ice-pop you can just tell them to bugger-off. A miracle. Mamash.

Last night was another sleepless one. The hubby plugged in a bug zapper light, but I don't think it actually did anything more than call more mosquitos to the party. At 1AM I climbed out of bed for the third time of the night and sent an agitated e-mail to my sister-in-law who was wondering why I was so disgruntled. I enclose the -mail for your reading pleasure:

I'm ok. I don't really hate my life. I hate mosquitos. They are draining my life. I haven't slept for the last 2 nights because these stupid mosquitos keep buzzing around and sucking out my life-blood. That wouldn't even bother me so much if they didn't keep biting me on my face. I currently don't own a face I own a lump or mosquito bites. 2 on my forehead, one on my right cheek directly under my eye, one on my left eyelid, one on my lower left cheek and one on the outer rim of my right ear. I am covered in calomine lotion but even that is not helping. I have tried everything from bug zapping lights to lavendar oil and frankly nothing is helping. I'm tired and I can't sleep and it's beyond frustrating.

Hope things are better on your end.

Love (a VERY itchy and somewhat grumpy),

In the end I wound up marinating myself in Lavendar oil and after that I was finally able to get some rest. Not 100% peaceful, but thankfully the mosquitos couldn't seem to get close enough to me to buzz in my ear because of the smell. (Personally, I almost couldn't stand to be that close to me either.)

It was a late start after all of the mid-night wake-ups and although I DID take a few minutes to stretch (Rik's suggestion in the effort to make me feel better about myself) I was running so late that there was simply no time to walk to work. At least I get to walk home later.

I think I want to make something yummy for supper tonight. Maybe some sort of pasta with a cream sauce. I even have mushrooms at home.

Hmmm, I'm liking where this is going...

Monday, June 02, 2008

Jam & Toast...

Yesterday Freddie surprised me at work and then we went to town and had really yummy fro-yo and spent some time together. When she had to head to The Old City we split ways and I went home to make some dinner. I needed something quick, easy and yummy. 2 chicken breasts and some BBQ sauce later, there was juicy yummy chicken which I sliced into strips and rolled up with some lettuce in a laffa. Chicken wraps. Yum!

Today is Yom Yerushalayim. Not that I have the opportunity to celebrate or anything. I mean, I could've done something last night but I had to go home and be supportive of the husband - cause he had an etremely 'trying' day of interviews and tests for college. As for today, I'll be working from 9-6 and after a 9 hour sprint I hardly ever have koach to do ANYTHING, not that I don't want to - I just always feel so physically drained.

I didn't sleep well last night - AT ALL. There was a mosquito in my room which managed to bite me a few times, because my blanket wasn't on so well, because it is soooo HOT here and there wasn't even a breeze last night. Upon complaining to the husband I was greeted with the only phrase that I hear from him consistently, "I'm tired" so at 3 AM I gave up and took my pillow and teddy and moved to the couch. I fell into a deep sleep and was rudely awakened about an hour later by a familiar buzzing in my ear. After slapping myself a few times and scratching myself bloody (again) I gave up. I managed to doze between buzzing-rounds and was wary when there was no buzzing convinced that the little bugger was biting me. (Which I'm sorry to tell you, was correct as the welts on my arms, stomach, back and legs can attest to.)

Now it's 7:15 in the morning. I've actually been up since 5:50. I showered and took my time choosing out my clothes (although I still don't match) and then I washed some dishes that I forgot about last night and ate a cookie.

I guess I should figure out what to take with me for lunch. We don't have tooooo many left-overs from Shabbat, so that makes it a bit more difficult. But I'm sure I can scrounge up something. Chaval we don't have any potatoes left, or I'd make some yummy hash-browns for breakfast. It's also chaval that I can't leave for work now, because it's simply waaaay too early.

Basically, I'm bored and I'm stuck here with nothing of much importance to do aside from some MORE thank you notes. Most of them are written and are sitting on our table waiting to be delivered. One has been hand delivered already so that just leaves the other hudred and forty-nine forus to worry about. Sheesh. Thank you notes. What a waste of time.

I'm achy and tired and kvetchy and it's Monday and considering last night's no-goodness, I'm a little apprehensive about what today has got in store.