Happy thanksgiving...
It's the eve of thanksgiving. I have been cooking and cleaning..vacuuming and dusting..all excited to host the thanksgiving feast tomorrow for friends and family. In years past, before kids, of course, the eve of thanksgiving meant staying out late at a party, going on a date(guess that was before husband #1), going to the movies, to a wedding...and being able to sleep late the next morning. I have fond memories of the drive to Brooklyn to have thanksgiving with my grandparents, shoveling delectable L&E stuffing in my mouth when my mom wasn't looking..good times. Then my three sons came and the eve was the same as every other-survival of the fittest.
But this year, with the boys practically grown(kidding...), I was looking forward to going to the movies with husband #1. I really and truly was. Until he walked in the door. Without even asking if there was anything he could do to help, he sat his ass down at the table and began to eat son #3's dinner. And this is why I should be on mood stabilizing medication....I lost it and told him to make his own freaking fish sticks.
Upon finding the freezer, husband #1 was startled at all of the shelves that a freezer contains and it took him a while, but he located the fish sticks(I'm lying, he had no idea where they were..son #1 had to get them for him.) and that is when the real fun began...
In his attempt to prove to me that he isn't really helpless and that his mother did teach him to be self sufficient, he dropped a fish stick on the floor and it gracefully slid under the oven. He was hoping that I missed it. He was hoping that the fish stick would live peacefully amongst the dust bunnies underneath the stove....but that was not to be. After using a pen, a wire hanger, a toothbrush, one of his son's arm and a fork...the naughty fish stick was retrieved. And placed in the garbage. This was a lot more entertaining than a movie....
And now he went back to synagogue...the place where he is safe from his psychotic wife....the place where he is free to be himself without anyone yelling at him(usually)..the place where he can be most thankful....
And I will be thankful for my house full of wonderful company, for the people I love and for football Sundays when I can go to the movies myself.
Hope you all have a wonderful holiday...
Happy Wednesday and happy birthday Amy and Beth!
Ps....this was post #300...thanks for reading!!!!
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Monday, November 14, 2011
Monday November 14,2011
Some things never change....
I went to a high school open house with son #2 yesterday. The parents and students were split up and went to different presentations. After standing through a 15 minute class on genetics, my back started to hurt, my feet were burning and yet another hot flash came upon me(though we are not sure if the hot flashes are age related, stress related or food allergy related-or, if they are just psychological...). These side affects were much different than the ones I developed when I was actually in high school-doodling, note passing and day dreaming(not sure if those are side affects or by products of adolescence..but, who cares.)
When that class was over, I had a selection of other interesting classes to choose from. But I chose to do what I usually did in high school-I cut class in search of food. While looking for the "amazing" food that people had told me about, I found something even better-my best friend from high school..we will call her Annie( though that is actually her name.) I think I have written about Annie before-we became friends when I bullied my way to be invited to her sleepover party in third grade(I did that?? Bully is a strong word...I asked nicely...) but alls well that ends well and we spent the next nine years being friends. She, the petite blonde and me, the not petite brunette. While we are standing there catching up about husbands and kids and life, we look at eachother and say "you look exactly the same!" now, I meant it, I hope she did too..but she does look exactly the same. When I met her son I said "hi, I'm your mom's friend who used to steall all of her snacks!" and he knew all about me...(well, hopefully, not all..)
Today I went to get my license renewed...four years ago I was thinking "man, I'm going to be 41 when I have to wait on this ridiculous line again"..,and there I was. When I went to get my picture taken, the woman asked if I wanted to use the same photo..."you mean I look exactly the same as I did four years ago??". I was thrilled....but then I wondered what was going to happen when they tell me I need to take a new picture..."I'm sorry ma'am, you are fatter and older and I'm not quite sure what color your hair is now...so maybe let's take a new photo in order not to confuse anyone...."
But until that day...Annie and I will still look as young as we did when we met...ok, maybe not 8 years old....
Happy Monday
Please continue to have haddasah Leah bat shoshana in your thoughts and prayers...
I went to a high school open house with son #2 yesterday. The parents and students were split up and went to different presentations. After standing through a 15 minute class on genetics, my back started to hurt, my feet were burning and yet another hot flash came upon me(though we are not sure if the hot flashes are age related, stress related or food allergy related-or, if they are just psychological...). These side affects were much different than the ones I developed when I was actually in high school-doodling, note passing and day dreaming(not sure if those are side affects or by products of adolescence..but, who cares.)
When that class was over, I had a selection of other interesting classes to choose from. But I chose to do what I usually did in high school-I cut class in search of food. While looking for the "amazing" food that people had told me about, I found something even better-my best friend from high school..we will call her Annie( though that is actually her name.) I think I have written about Annie before-we became friends when I bullied my way to be invited to her sleepover party in third grade(I did that?? Bully is a strong word...I asked nicely...) but alls well that ends well and we spent the next nine years being friends. She, the petite blonde and me, the not petite brunette. While we are standing there catching up about husbands and kids and life, we look at eachother and say "you look exactly the same!" now, I meant it, I hope she did too..but she does look exactly the same. When I met her son I said "hi, I'm your mom's friend who used to steall all of her snacks!" and he knew all about me...(well, hopefully, not all..)
Today I went to get my license renewed...four years ago I was thinking "man, I'm going to be 41 when I have to wait on this ridiculous line again"..,and there I was. When I went to get my picture taken, the woman asked if I wanted to use the same photo..."you mean I look exactly the same as I did four years ago??". I was thrilled....but then I wondered what was going to happen when they tell me I need to take a new picture..."I'm sorry ma'am, you are fatter and older and I'm not quite sure what color your hair is now...so maybe let's take a new photo in order not to confuse anyone...."
But until that day...Annie and I will still look as young as we did when we met...ok, maybe not 8 years old....
Happy Monday
Please continue to have haddasah Leah bat shoshana in your thoughts and prayers...
Monday, November 7, 2011
Monday November 7,2011
With permission from hadassah Leah bat shoshana.....
There are so many things to be grateful for. The beautiful fall foliage that didn't fall on your home, car or person during last weeks storm. The gift of children or chocolate(not necessarily in that order-but if you ever get yourselves to max brenners, you must try the hazelnut cream covered in white chocolate and rolled in pistachios, because they are better than sex....oh, hope no one under 21 is reading this....) grateful for healthy parents(so you don't have to forcibly put them in a nursing home, unless of course, they deserve it...) grateful for friends who listen when you speak(or do a great job pretending to) and make you feel that you are as important as you think you are(or doing a great job pretending to)....We, and when I say we, I will just mean me, find it so easy to just take it all for granted.
And then something unbelievable crappy happens to a person you really like, who smiles all the time. And you go visit this person, who is still smiling and you still can't figure out why something so unbelievably crappy could happen to her. My expression of the day was "morbidly enjoyable." because today, my friend and I went to visit our smiling friend and spent the day laughing. (we also found out that vabene does not deliver to the hospital....soo not cool!!! But banji gump went and got it in record time...after all, there was food involved, a motivator to waddle faster through the streets of new York) We also had the pleasure of force feeding a really skinny doctor some really fattening food-which was so enjoyable to watch....We (and again, I mean me) decided that instead of forty people baking challah for our friend, we should get forty really skinny people from THE GYM to eat a whole challah....with a blessing...why not try something new.
Our friend has been overwhelmed by the generosity of spirit and time and cake that people have showed her...but that is how it should be. I mean, it would be ideal if no one ever got sick so no one would have to be kind and generous...(but hopefully still bake people cake) but until
that happens, she is so grateful for the outpouring of love and kindness. And if we could just be that way to each other all the time, for no reason at all, well, not only would it be a miracle, but it would make life so much more pleasant.
I am grateful for my smiling friend. I will be even more grateful when my friend is healthy and back home where she belongs....
Please keep Hadassah Leah bat shoshana in your thoughts and prayers.
Happy monday
There are so many things to be grateful for. The beautiful fall foliage that didn't fall on your home, car or person during last weeks storm. The gift of children or chocolate(not necessarily in that order-but if you ever get yourselves to max brenners, you must try the hazelnut cream covered in white chocolate and rolled in pistachios, because they are better than sex....oh, hope no one under 21 is reading this....) grateful for healthy parents(so you don't have to forcibly put them in a nursing home, unless of course, they deserve it...) grateful for friends who listen when you speak(or do a great job pretending to) and make you feel that you are as important as you think you are(or doing a great job pretending to)....We, and when I say we, I will just mean me, find it so easy to just take it all for granted.
And then something unbelievable crappy happens to a person you really like, who smiles all the time. And you go visit this person, who is still smiling and you still can't figure out why something so unbelievably crappy could happen to her. My expression of the day was "morbidly enjoyable." because today, my friend and I went to visit our smiling friend and spent the day laughing. (we also found out that vabene does not deliver to the hospital....soo not cool!!! But banji gump went and got it in record time...after all, there was food involved, a motivator to waddle faster through the streets of new York) We also had the pleasure of force feeding a really skinny doctor some really fattening food-which was so enjoyable to watch....We (and again, I mean me) decided that instead of forty people baking challah for our friend, we should get forty really skinny people from THE GYM to eat a whole challah....with a blessing...why not try something new.
Our friend has been overwhelmed by the generosity of spirit and time and cake that people have showed her...but that is how it should be. I mean, it would be ideal if no one ever got sick so no one would have to be kind and generous...(but hopefully still bake people cake) but until
that happens, she is so grateful for the outpouring of love and kindness. And if we could just be that way to each other all the time, for no reason at all, well, not only would it be a miracle, but it would make life so much more pleasant.
I am grateful for my smiling friend. I will be even more grateful when my friend is healthy and back home where she belongs....
Please keep Hadassah Leah bat shoshana in your thoughts and prayers.
Happy monday
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