Saturday, December 31, 2011

Bye-Bye 2011

I always do a lot of reminiscing at the end of a year.  And this year was incredible!  Never a dull moment!

Of course I say that every year. 

I think the creative folks at JibJab have put it together best, as usual.

Bye-Bye 2011!

Friday, December 30, 2011

Mystery Theater

Tonight is night out with friends Terri and Fred and we're going to see Sherlock Holmes 2.  I love mysteries and like movies set in other times and places but Sherlock Holmes 1 was a disappointment.  Maybe 2 will be better.


Speaking of mysteries, I own every Nero Wolfe book ever written (33) and have read each at least twice.  I love the settings, mostly New York City in the 30's, 40's and 50's.  Who dies of lockjaw these days?? (poo poo poo)

I saw a poster at the movies this weekend that said "One For The Money", Janet Evanovich's first Stephanie Plum book, is coming to the theater in a few weeks.  It's a little hard for me to fathom how this will be good since the funniest parts of the books are Stephanie's private observations.  Maybe they will have Katherine Heigl talking to herself?

In any case, I am 32nd in line for the newest in the series, Explosive Eighteen (audio of course).  Too bad the library only has 35 copies.

Come Watson, the game is afoot!

Thursday, December 29, 2011

Kanaynahara

One of my favorite Yiddish expressions!  It  literally translates to three separate words: “no evil eye.”  I use this expression to ward off the evil eye resulting from my sudden realization that my loved ones are healthy, I still have a job, etc.  I also use “poo poo poo” (which is supposed to sound like spitting three times) in the exact same way. 

To assist in my efforts to ward off the evil eye and the subsequent destruction of all things good in my life, I wear these four bracelets ->
One was given to me by cousin Jeannie and one is from cousin Harvey (bought on our Israel trip).

There is a very old Jewish joke about a woman who asks a five year old, “What’s your name, sweetie?” and she answers, “Shayna maidelah (pretty little girl) poo poo poo.

Hey, it can't hurt, can it?  ;-)

Wednesday, December 28, 2011

I'm OK - You're OK

When I was a freshman in college I took Psychology 101.  I learned that after you have your basic needs satisfied - food, shelter and sex - you can work on becoming "self actualized".  This basically translated into "getting your act together". 

The psycho-babble popular around that same time was "I'm OK, You're OK" which came from a book touting "transactional analysis".  I never read the book mainly because I figured all the good stuff was summed up in the title.

I have faithfully worked on becoming self-actualized since that time.  Finding the right career, haircut and diet plan were the "hard" parts, although truth-be-told, they were basically dumb luck. 

I'm still OK.

;-)

Tuesday, December 27, 2011

The Girl With The Dragon Tattoo

I saw the "Americanized" version of the Swedish movie adaptation of the book by the late* Swedish author Stieg Larsson.  I'm a little miffed that TPTB decided that "Americanizing" meant giving the heroine a slightly softer, more vulnerable side that I'm sure the author never envisioned. Lisbeth asking "permission" to kill the serial rapist torturer murderer? Thoughtfully buying an expensive present for her lover? Looking forlorn when she sees him with another woman? I think not.

There is of course nothing wrong with those qualities and indeed most women have them. I certainly do! But not Lisbeth Salander.

I must admit, I prefer the original version, subtitles and all.


* a heart attack at 50.  Who knows what great things his later years might have produced?

Monday, December 26, 2011

Family Feud

I've been playing a bit of iPhone Family Feud lately but I haven't seen this challenge: What things might a Jew do on Christmas?

Survey (one person) (me) says:

Carry home bagels from the deli

Catch up on household chores

Visit the Festival Market (South Florida Jewish tradition)

See a movie

Drive around and look at other people's decorated houses

Order Chinese food for dinner

And the number one answer is:
Go to bed early with the happy thought that tomorrow things will be back to normal

;-)

Sunday, December 25, 2011

Miracles

It's Christmas, traditionally a time to celebrate Miracles.  I believe in Miracles.  I even believe in Christmas Miracles. 



Saturday, December 24, 2011

Bagels & More

Everybody wants "a place where everybody knows your name" right?  If you don't drink it probably can't be a neighborhood bar like Cheers.  But if you like to get up early and have a bagel with a schmear and cup of plain old coffee and maybe schmooze with other old Yids and you happen to be in Hollywood Florida you can head for Bagels & More.

It's a tiny hole-in-the-wall, the tables are packed in close together, and the plates, eating utensils and coffee cups are all disposable.  The owner is a transplanted Israeli and the waitress is a zoftig bottle-blonde and there are free copies of the Jewish Journal and the IsraPost (published here in Hollywood) for your reading pleasure.  If you don't want to spring for a whole lox platter, they'll be happy to bring you a side strip of lox and a slice of raw onion.  The owner will also be happy to stop and chat about politics, especially Israeli politics.

And did I mention everybody knows your name?

Friday, December 23, 2011

Monica

Confession: I have always been on Monica Lewinsky's side.  I hated to see her roasted and ridiculed in the press. 


Who hasn't done really dumb or risky things when they were 21?  Or confided in the wrong person?  Here's a young woman, who, while attractive, may have had weight or boyfriend issues. She's now face-to-face (or hip-to-hip) with the Most influential people in the Most important center of power in the world.  She starts to feel a little powerful herself.  She probably thinks that these are the memories she will treasure when she is very old.  She envisions herself as Marilyn Monroe to Clinton's JFK.  I also believe she had no intention of spilling the beans voluntarily.

The President on the other hand was (duh) the frigging PRESIDENT OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA!  Plenty old enough to know better.  Theoretically wise enough to make smart decisions for the entire country if not the whole world.  I blame him and only him for ruining this young person's life.

Thursday, December 22, 2011

Clean Slate

God-daughter Victoria tucked this little calendar in with the Chanukah presents and pictures of the grand-godkids.  I love it!  (She knew I would.)

A brand new calendar with 366 (2012 is a leap year) pages of possibilties bundled along with Jewish humor just in case some of those days are not going quite so wonderfully!

It's been said that Jews can laugh when we're suffering and cry when we're happy.  Since we have suffered so much for thousands of years we must be great at laughing!

;-)

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Second Act

I found an interesting site - Yahoo Vitality - which features a bunch of videos called Second Act. The videos are "A Webby Award-winning series about real stories celebrating life, passion and reinvention". I admire anyone who re-invents themselves especially a little later in life. Losing weight, giving up smoking, changing careers or pursuing your lifelong-but-suppressed dreams is super admirable.

This is a picture of my Facebook friend Adrianne's new engagement ring.  Her other hand was shaking with joy so the picture is not real clear but you can see she is no spring chicken, she's older than me (if you can believe it).  Something about seeing that sign of new beginnings on her well worn hand brought tears to my eyes.

I have heard that after 60 you enter the phase of life called "The Third Third". This sounds to me like Act Three of a play, and Act Three usually means the plot all comes together and everything is revealed. We'll see...

Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Happy Chanukah!

Tonight is the first night of Chanukah and a great time to chuckle at the Chanukah Bloopers below! The first three I took myself at K-Mart so I know they're authentic and the last one (the ham) I verified with Snopes.com. 

Let us rejoice and be happy!




 

Monday, December 19, 2011

Jew or Not Jew

I learned about this fun website (it's an iPhone app too I think) called "Jew or Not Jew".  If you are easily amused, as I am, you can spend a lot of time there. 

The site does not simply tell you who is Jew and who is Goy. No, no, no! It RANKS you from 1 to 15 based on this criteria: We evaluate how Jewish a person is based on three factors. How Jewish they are internally, how Jewish they are externally and how much we want that person to be a Jew in the first place.

I will be honest, I never understood about "Jewish conversions".  By the most stringent definition of our customs and traditions, a person is not Jewish unless they are born of a Jewish mother.  I understand that Reform Jews are not gender biased and also consider a person Jewish if born of a Jewish father.  The most important caveat is that they do not renounce their Jewishness by accepting another religion. 

But if a person is not "born" Jewish, they are not precluded from living a Jewish life, adhering to our principles and practicing our traditions.  In that way they are "converted".  It is (at least according to me) not like a baptism where you are "once trefe, now kosher".

I think the website is on to something!  How much does that person want to be a Jew in the first place?

Parenting Skills

Here's an article that says every parenting style can produce disturbed, miserable adults!

Now that my oldest friends and cousins have grown children, I can see they did a pretty good job.  I am in awe of their accomplishments as parents.  I have always harbored the niggling fear that my own progeny would  have been neurotic and homely. 

The best adjusted and happiest adult children I know strangely enough did not have easy or picture-perfect families.  There might have been challenges in their childhood like divorce,  long parental absences, blended families or money troubles.  My godchildren are perfect examples.  They could have turned out so differently...

Perhaps love is really all you need?

Sunday, December 18, 2011

I Enjoy Being A Girl

Dolly Does Too!  Here is (a portion of) her collection of designer Doggy Duds, all gifts from her doting Auntie Barbara.  This Chanukah she got the adorable raincoat and pretty dress with tigress applique and matching tigress collar (a girl does need jewelry to compliment her outfit).

Too bad the only thing she gets to wear is a bandanna now and then. I'm not sure I want her parading around in a t-shirt that says "Looking for Mr. Right"!

:-)

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Feeling Better?

I was definitely feeling under the weather this week and am only now starting to do better.  When I'm sick I start believing maybe I will NEVER feel good again and maybe I am destined to move through life feeling terrible every day.  Poor Moi!

I'm sure everyone has their "feel better" remedies.  Chicken soup, comfort food, NyQuil, serious dosages of Tylenol and hot-and-sour soup are mine. 

Isn't is funny though, nothing works quite as well as a little sympathy and lots of kind words from friends and family!

;-)

Friday, December 16, 2011

A Plug for Audio Books

I like books but lately I have found that actually reading books is not so much fun.  This is because my schedule only allows for a few minutes of reading a day, usually at night right before bedtime.  After a few pages I instantly slip into the coma-like state I call sleep.  At that rate, it takes me forever to finish a book and plus it is chopped up into impossibly small pieces.

A few years ago a friend suggested I try audio books.  At the time I was commuting to work 28 miles each way plus I wandered around at lunchtime, thus providing plenty of time to listen to an audio book.  Listening to a book is wonderful!  It's like having someone read you a story and they're also like plays or TV shows because they're acted out in several voices and maybe even with suspenseful music or sound effects.

I just finished V is for Vengeance and am well into Zero Day, both best sellers provided free of charge by the County Library.  But the funny thing is that I can  listen to books I could never, ever get through if I had to actually read them.  Would you believe I listened to all 752 pages of the biography of John Adams??  I did indeed. 

;-)

Thursday, December 15, 2011

Every Girl is Entitled

Yes every girl is entitled to a bunch of stuff but this handy self-help book from 1964 promised that what you are entitled to is a Husband.  I shutter to think how much it may have influenced me in those impressionable years!

It starts out by giving the reader a pep talk on why it's better to be married (you can toss the girdle, padded bra and high heels) and moves on to warn against going all-the-way before the ring is on your finger (the old "why buy the cow when the milk is free").  In all fairness, those are not the only reasons she gives for securing a spouse and many are still relevant almost 50 years later.

I heard a statistic yesterday that said single people may soon be the majority in this country, down from 75% married awhile back.  Perhaps it's time for an updated edition??

;-)

Tuesday, December 13, 2011

Never Again

Hate crimes still exist.  In Hollywood Florida.  Just blocks from home.  To a store I have patronized and to a person I know

I have a little necklace from that store. A Jewish star that you can pull apart so that it looks like a string of tiny butterflies.  I also saw it for sale at the Holocaust Museum in Washington D.C.  Why does it pull apart?  So you can quickly hide that you are wearing a symbol that says you are Jewish.  Because hate, as well as hate crimes, still exists.

I learned at Yad Vashem that Jews tolerated hatred, ridicule and acts of violence - like the one at Holyland Judaica - until those crimes escalated to mass murder.  Never again!

Monday, December 12, 2011

J.A.P.

My late BFF gave me the J.A.P. handbook in 1982.  It's one of two "self help" guides I kept from decades ago.  The other one definitely deserves a post of it's own.

The handbook has helpful tips on how to convert the names of your deceased relatives - Yankel, Itzak, Tzipkah or Golda - into modern "equivalents" like Connor, Aiden, Tiffany and Giselle and how to rip your clothes and wail should your child plan to marry a shiksa or sheygetz.  There are also tips on nose jobs, buying wholesale and planning the bar mitzvah or wedding of the century.

I do get my nails done every two weeks but I realize I have a long way to go to reach my full potential!

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Tangerine Tango

I may be an old broad but I do keep my eye on the latest hot trends.  You know you are getting older (I refuse to say "old") when you gasp audibly at the latest fads and wonder what the younger generation is coming to.

The latest hot color for 2012 (according to whoever decides these things) is Tangerine Tango.  Yippee, something I can get on board with.  You can see from this picture that I am way ahead of the curve on this one.  I do like those cheery coral hues and even a tiny bit of Mango Mambo (along with the Tangerine Tango) in my closet or on my nails.

But I think I'll take a pass on the au-courant ruffled mini-skirts and 6 inch heels!

;-)

Saturday, December 10, 2011

The Neighbors

Like in most modern urban habitats, the neighbors are mostly a mystery.  But sweet Dolly knows them all!  Tofu, Dash, Bandit, Shandel, Mendel, Leo, Nate, Becca and Phoebe - they are all her buddies.  Adorable Gucci can wiggle under the fence from the house catercorner to ours and he visits Dolly regularly.  A few times he has even slipped through Dolly's Doggy Door and I've found him sitting on the living room rug.

Our neighborhood is filled with dog lovers and you can meet them while strolling with your pooch and of course you instantly have something in common to chat about.  Three dogs live next door to the right and three live next door to the left.  The three to the left belong to Snowbirds and just like me, Dolly looks forward to winter visitors. 

When I was little I thought the best neighborhood would look like the one in Lady and the Tramp - well kept homes with lush landscaping and welcoming streetlights and happy dogs who talked to each other.  There is no Victorian Gingerbread here but everything else is perfect.

;-)

Friday, December 9, 2011

No Longer An Option

In 1992 I quit a good job that I had for ten years to make a career move.  I got a little more money and a lot more responsibility and fabulous work experience I would never have had if I had stayed in my old job.  This experience served me well and without it I probably would not be where I am today in my career.

You better believe I was scared! It's awfully hard to give up a "sure thing".  As it turned out, the "sure thing" was not so sure after all because the large company I was with simply decided to fold up shop a few years later and I would have had to find a new job anyway.  At the time, I could not imagine that happening.

You know what helped?  This little Mary Engelbreit cartoon.  I looked at it every day and actually bought a wristwatch that had it on the watch face so I would see it often.  (I still have that watch.)  It reminded me that once you make a decision, for better or for worse, you have to move ahead. Perhaps the decision did not work out exactly in the way you expected it to but other unexpected good things came from it.

How did Robert Frost put it? Two roads diverged in a wood, and I — I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Games

I used to play Zynga games like Cafe World and Petville and Farmville before I realized my mind was going and that playing with myself is not as much fun as it sounds.

I have always wanted to learn to play a card game.  My goal was to have a group of friends that I could play and socialize with.  The closest I ever came was playing a bit of Pinochle in college for awhile. 

A few years back my friend Jennifer decided a group of us ladies should get together and play Bridge.  A highly civilized game requiring thought and skill.  The ladies she picked were all like me, intelligent (theoretically) successful (debatable) professional women.  We hired a real live teacher (actually there were two of them), scheduled weekly get-togethers at each other's homes, bought books and practiced during the week.  Do you think any of us could master even basic Bridge?  Heck no!  After months of trying we gave it up.

I got a "kit" (chips, cards and an instruction pamphlet) a few years ago on Texas Hold-em Poker.  The entire world seems to know how to play this so really, how hard can it be??  I am trying to learn by practicing and observing in online games. 

Will keep you posted  ;-)

Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Wardrobe Malfunction

Back in the 80's I took the advice of John Molloy and seriously pursued "Dressing for Success".  The original 1977 "Woman's Dress for Success" handbook still rests on my bookshelf (there have since been many, many newer editions).  I didn't spend a whole lot of money and I bought at least half of my stuff "gently worn" at consignment shops.  But dressing well for work was a priority and I honestly believe it helped me move up in my career.  Or at least it helped me "fake it until I could make it".

About five years ago I decided that retirement might be in the near future and I stopped buying high heels, pantyhose and suits.  As a result my work wardrobe became sadly forlorn.  I let stuff deteriorate to the point where fallen hems were held by safety pins and magic-mend-it tape (and even staples!) and the heels on my shoes were so worn as to cause me to walk crooked. 

I've now shlepped the "best" of my stuff to the dry cleaner and have properly hemmed everything (something every short woman in America knows how to do).  Worthy leather high heels are at the shoe repair.  Stuff that is past-its-prime is in the trash.

Mr. Molloy, I hope I've done you proud!

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Team Evelyn

It's Monday morning and here's my team ready again for another week of work.  I am fond of all of them and they probably deserve a better boss than me.

Of course they do drive me up a wall sometimes.  Like this morning when Alessandro said he thought I was just saying "wouldn't it be nice" to have his assignment done by Friday (last week).  I guess he thought Friday did not really mean Friday and instead meant "whenever".

The funny thing is that it was "almost" done and when I held my breath until I turned blue he produced a deliverable that far exceeded my expectations.  Go figure.

Working for me are two Colombians, an Italian, two generic white folks, a Russian, a Trinidadian and three African Americans.  A good cross section of our South Florida melting pot.

And incidentally, the best folks I've ever worked with.

:-)

Monday, December 5, 2011

Herman Cain

He's gone and I for one surely won't miss him.  Not because I disagreed with him entirely, more because I just knew he was way over his head in thinking he could function as President Of The United States (POTUS).  We really need someone who knows what they're doing.  Perhaps having a "Washington Insider" is not the worst thing that can happen.

That said, Herman Cain did provide something the country desperately needs - inspiration.  He had the power (personality) to catch people's attention and he provided what folks could latch onto as a "solution" (the 9-9-9 idea).  Much the same way "Hope and Change" caught on four years ago. 

This election I am truly Hoping for Inspiration.  And of course, Change too...

Sunday, December 4, 2011

The Piano

I had forgotten all about the piano.  There were actually two pianos - the mahogany one in my grandparent's house and the blond Wurlitzer (bought used) in my parent's house.   There is a good reason that I had forgotten them.  I hated the piano!  Thinking about it again really sent me into a downer!

Mom loved to play the piano and of all the things we could have used money for when I was young, she insisted on piano lessons for me.  After about a year of me never practicing even the piano teacher, Miss Papadopoulos, agreed it was a lost cause.

In the last years of her life, Mom's one wish was to play the piano again.  I bought her a keyboard and she seemed to enjoy it although she was frustrated that her old skills did not return to her easily.

To this day I remain tone deaf and music is far down my list of pleasurable pursuits.

:-/

Presents

Since this is officially "the season of giving" I've been reflecting on some of the best presents I've ever received.

Most were not flowers or jewelry or things you could buy in a store (or online).  They were words, simply stated and from the heart.  Maybe written on a card or spoken out loud or even sent in an email.  My most precious possession has words engraved on a plaque.

My presents are stored in my heart where I can easily take them out when I need to use them. They never wear out and they mean more and more as time goes by.

Saturday, December 3, 2011

Blog-versary

Wow! Today is December 3rd and that marks four months of blogging and 121 posts (counting today's). And that's with taking almost two weeks off to visit Israel.

I've printed out all my posts and they fill a loose leaf notebook.  There are several "table of contents" pages as well. 

I am actually quite proud of myself!  I think the entries are pretty good.  At the very least they are a nice record of my thoughts on a variety of things that flitted across my mind in the last four months. 

Who would have thought I had that much to say?

;-)

Friday, December 2, 2011

City Blues

Can a City actually be sad?  Apparently so.  Here's are the top ten saddest cities from a recent article in Men's Health magazine:

St. Petersburg, FL  (the saddest) (are you kidding??)
Detroit, MI 
Memphis, TN 
Tampa, FL
Louisville, KY 
St. Louis, MO 
Birmingham, AL 
Miami, FL  
Reno, NV  
Las Vegas, NV

Of course this is BS.  Some dude or dudette with a looming deadline and writer's block must have made this up.  It is physically impossible to feel too bad when the sun is shining and warm and the sky is blue and beautiful flowers and foliage abound and the air is fresh and breezes come off the ocean.  If I have to be poor, sick, old, unemployed and/or depressed, I think I would rather be poor, sick, old, unemployed and depressed in Florida.

So where are the so-called "happier" cities?  Honolulu is Number 1.  I guess I can understand that although I hear the cost of living there is in the stratosphere.  But come on! Don't tell me Jersey City is Number 18 !

;-)

Thursday, December 1, 2011

HULU

I checked out HULU, the online TV service that promises to deliver 16,000 episodes right to your PC!

How did I ever miss such such masterpieces as Balls of Steel, The Prince of Tennis, Celebrity Deathmaster, Basketball Wives or Testees??

In all fairness, I do see some great oldies and series that never-got-a-fair-chance (that means stuff I liked).

There are also Japanese and Korean shows and other foreign offerings. It is a bit amusing to see what other cultures think are meaningful plot lines. I offer as an example Couple Fantasy - the story of "Anna Jo, a Korean-American and the daughter of big-time real estate mogul Richard Jo, who boards a plane for Korea after becoming annoyed by the weather in New York".

I am pretty sure that perusing the HULU gallery is equally as entertaining as actually watching most of the shows!

:-)

Wednesday, November 30, 2011

O Christmas Tree

I almost called this blog entry "O PALEEEEZ!" 

The Governor of Rhode Island, Lincoln Chafee has renamed the Christmas Tree in the RI Statehouse a "Holiday Tree" in an effort to be Politically Correct I guess.

I am a Jew (in case that escaped anyone's notice) and I can state unequivocally that if it is some kind of towering evergreen or plastic facsimile and it is decorated with ornaments and tinsel or even popcorn strings and it has an angel or star at the top, it is most definitely a Christmas Tree.  I can also state without hesitation that calling it a Holiday Tree will not in any way make it part of my holiday tradition nor will it somehow make me feel "included".  I am sure other non-Christians feel the same way.

Do not take this to mean I do not like Christmas Trees.  I really do love seeing Other People's Trees (some are breathtaking) and honestly enjoy cruising the neighborhoods that go whole-hog with their displays. 

Please do not rename your Christmas Tree on my account. 

;-)

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Da Bears

Confession: I have been sleeping with these guys for the past 25 years (or more), ever since I bought them as a present for Jake, my two year old neighbor.  They obviously never made it to Jake's house.  I could not resist them, they were so soft and cuddly and they made me smile. 

Their names are Eskimo Pie ("Pie") and Fudgicle ("Fudgie"). Guess which is which ;-)

I have been told that after a heart operation patients are sometimes given a pillow, maybe heart shaped, to put on their chest.  This provides a sense of calm and well being.  I know this is true because Pie and Fudgie have been doing this for me for a long time.

Monday, November 28, 2011

The Snowbirds Part Three of Three

The last set of snowbirds are cousins Morry and Barbara. It was a happy day several years ago when they chose West Palm Beach for their winter retirement home. Of course, being close to us tipped their decision over Puerta Vallarta or Naples!

Having Morry and Barb here for six months of the year means that there are loved ones to share Chanukah (with presents!) and Passover (we alternate houses each year).

Morry's a retired cop and Chief of Police and Barb's a retired teacher. Like us, they have no children. Barb declared that she and I must have been separated at birth and we are actually sisters! Wow! She buys me tchatchkes with "sisters" on it whenever she finds it.

Truth be told, they are my favorite snowbirds and I hate it when those birds fly back to Chicago every spring.

Sunday, November 27, 2011

The Snowbirds Part Two

Brunch today at Giorgio's Grill on the Hollywood Intercoastal with returning snowbirds - cousins Jeannie and Marek Sutkiewicz!  I am excited and not just because there's all-you-can-eat lox on the menu!

Cousin Jeannie (grand-daughter of my father's sister Gittel who perished in the Holocaust) and I were close when we were teenagers.  We stopped writing after we both married and our lives took different directions.

In March 2007, Jeannie sent me an email and we renewed our friendship as if the almost 40 years were nothing.  My BFF had passed away the previous year and I took Jeannie's reappearance in my life as a gift from Heaven.  (I am very mushy that way)

Jeannie is the daughter of Holocaust survivors and her second husband Marek is himself a Holocaust survivor.  He is 22 years her senior (84) but it is a wonderful match and God Willing, they will have many more happy years together.  But the specter of the Holocaust is never far from their thoughts.

Jeannie is a bona-fide "yenta" and Jewish Princess par excellence. She is also gorgeous, she's smart, well-read and educated (even without any college), she speaks four languages fluently, she's a great friend and a true joy in my life.

Even better than all-you-can-eat lox  ;-)

Saturday, November 26, 2011

The Snowbirds Part One

Cousins Frimette and Milton ("Mickey") called yesterday.  They are back in their condo in Hallandale Beach, escaping another Toronto winter.

Frimette is my first cousin, my father's sister Edith's daughter.  She is exactly 20 years older than me (82) and has been married exactly 20 years longer than me (62 years).  She is named for Frimet Faygel, my great grandmother, the lady though whom the cousins and I can track our lineage back to Rashi.

Frimette and Mickey are still good looking and very active.  They travel a bunch to exotic places I have zero interest in. Mickey tells jokes. Did I mention they are loaded?  They endowed a chair at the Ben Gurion University in Israel in nanotechnology (not cheap) but are careful to make sure they only go to the "early bird specials" when we eat out.

My mother told me that when she was pregnant with me she stared at Frimette (who was 20 at the time) in the hopes that I would come out looking like her.  Don't laugh, I do believe we look a bit alike.  Maybe it worked?? Who knew?

I'm truly looking forward to our dinner at Moe's Deli (the Early Bird of course!) on Wednesday night.

;-)

Friday, November 25, 2011

Holiday Prep Part Two

Chanukah is a little late this year but timed well to coincide with Christmas.  Always a plus for the kiddies.

It does not take much but I do in fact prep a little.  Step One: getting out the menorahs. 

Purchased at Glenbrook Hospital while visiting sick friend.  Love the Kotel motif!

Can you believe?  Found at a garage sale!  It's gorgeous!

A gift from a dear friend who has been Englican, Jewish and now Catholic.

A gift from cousin Barbara :-)

Forgot when but its been here awhile...

My parent's Menorah, I grew up with this one.

Homemade Menorah from the 80's, still used every year

Thursday, November 24, 2011

Fields

I've been watching the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade and I truly do appreciate the part that parade has played in making my many Thanksgivings special.

But I am a true Chicagoan and deep down I am still sorry that Macy's replaced Marshall Fields, a Chicago icon for decades, if not for a century.

When I was a girl the supreme treat would be a visit to the downtown flagship store to see the incomparable Fields Christmas tree in the famed Walnut Room.  Of course, we could never afford to eat there.  But after I married and became "affluent", it was a dream-come-true to finally be able to join the "upper crust" of Chicago Society (not really but that's what I perceived) and have lunch right there!  Right beside the tree!

When I was young I thought that if I ever became "rich" I would shop at Fields.  I  never got that "rich" but my dining room set did come from the downtown Fields and I treasure it even more because of that. 

Nothing will replace Marshall Fields and Company in my mind and my memories.  And in my heart.

Thanksgiving

I have so much to be thankful for, I am filled to the brim with Joy and Gratitude.  My cup truly does runneth over.

Wednesday, November 23, 2011

No Butts

Under the heading of "you must be joking" comes the story of (let's assume) otherwise sane South Florida women having their butts injected with cement, mineral oil and flat tire sealant.

One might be tempted to wonder at the lengths women might go to to have their flat derrieres pumped up.  A confession: I am also in the category of women who wish for a little more padding in that area.

Another confession: I have also gone to great lengths to fulfill my tushy dream.  But my efforts stopped after I bought Booty Pop!

The Job Front

It's amazing to me that the only two resumes I sent out garnered me two interviews for Director of Information Technology positions for two top-tier employers in this job wasteland called South Florida and in the midst of "the greatest recession since the Great Depression".   Nice ego boost!

Am I truly interested?  It's hard to say.  It would be nice to finish my career in the top slot in IT.  It would be nice to feel I am worth more than my recently cut salary and benefits and the four plus years without a raise. It would be nice to give the finger salute to the Human Resources Director who put the kibosh on my promotion to Assistant Director two years ago, even though my boss and the City Manager had approved it.  And it would be nice not to have to see the City's website outsourced and revamped as I consider it a personal accomplishment (after all, it has consistently placed us in the Top Ten of Digital Cities).

Do I have the energy to undertake a new job after almost 12 years at Hollywood?  I think so.

After I interviewed with the Seminole Tribe I knew that particular position wasn't for me.  I'll try interviewing with Pembroke Pines today and see how it goes...

;-)

Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Holiday Prep Part One

When I was a girl my Mom and I would prepare our Thanksgiving feast while watching the Macy's parade (not as easy as you think since the one TV was in the living room). I'd give every turkey a name. The first was "Percy", named for the Scarlet Pimpernel, a classic I was reading.  I was enamoured with the hero, Lord Percy (he had a secret identity: aristocrat by day, do-good hero by night). (Note to self: order from library and reread)

The naming tradition has continued to this day and this year's lucky Butterball is "Garfunkle", named for the Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme recipe I'm trying out.

Other traditions? The Pilgrim family salt and pepper shakers, the stuffed turkey centerpiece and the fall colors easy-care vinyl tablecloth. The meal? Besides Garfunkle, two kinds of stuffing (cornbread and herb), sweet potatoes, roasted chestnuts and pumpkin pie.

Yum!


Monday, November 21, 2011

Fathers

A young man I know only through Facebook wrote the following to his father and put it out for all the world to see:

I want to especially thank my father. I know he doesn't always understand what I go thru, but he never questions anything and always sticks by my side. I hope that one day I can be as good as a father as he was to me. I love you dad

His words moved me tremendously.  As much as I loved my own father, as much as I owe him for all that I am, as much as I respected him and knew he was one in a billion, and as grateful as I am that I was fortunate enough to be his daughter, I never told him what he meant to me. It is too late now. 

I am glad this young man did not hesitate to tell his father how much he means to him. 

Sunday, November 20, 2011

Why?

There is a joke that goes like this:
"Most Jewish Holidays have the same message - they tried to kill us, we survived, Let's Eat!!"

There is some truth to that and it especially hit home while I was in Israel and every place seemed to hold a story of persecution, murder, destruction, annihilation or hatred.

It's true that other people and races have been victims of bigotry, discrimination and enslavement.  But I do not believe any other single group of human beings have been so despised as to be repeatedly and gleefully made the targets for complete genocide.

Jews are generally a peace loving, non violent people who for the most part are productive members of whatever society they find themselves.  What is it about us that conjures up such hatred??

Saturday, November 19, 2011

Good To Know

Great News but I have always suspected I could not REALLY be OLD.  Deep down I know I've just gotten started! 

They say you are only as old as you feel.  And I feel pretty good.  Maybe the best I've ever felt.  Why not? I have 28 years to go to OLD!

;-)

Friday, November 18, 2011

Breaking Dawn

God-daughter Laura went to see Breaking Dawn, the latest in the Twilight trilogy (except I think this one is number 4) with a gaggle of her girlfriends at 12:01 am (midnight!) this morning.

I find the Twilight series mildly entertaining but certainly not worthy of losing any precious ZZZZZs.  Granted, the leading men are hunky but come on, is a choice between a hundred year old vampire and a werewolf any real option for a sweet young thing?

Of course in my own heyday I did rush to see the Beatles in A Hard Day's Night with a gaggle of my own girlfriends so I guess I can relate. I should however mention that we were all 14 years old and my Laura and her friends are all past the big 3-0.  Not to mention she is the mother of three!

But truth be told - lost ZZZZZs or not - I wish I could have gone with them tonight!

Thursday, November 17, 2011

What Not To Eat

There are only a few things I WILL NOT eat.  This is not to say I wouldn't eat them if I was say marooned on a desert island or stuck in a hospital (poo-poo-poo) for an extended period of time.

I think I can probably count them on five fingers.  Let's see:
  • Avocado in any form
  • Lemon jello or any jello with fruit floating in it. (Memory: my mother used to put milk on her jello.  Yuck!)
  • Olives
  • Cottage Cheese (Farmers Cheese and the stuff in blintzes are A-OK though)
  • Applesauce (but I love apples in any other form)

I do eat some things that others think are disgusting.  The top contenders in this category: buttermilk and anchovies.  But not together of course.

;-)

Wednesday, November 16, 2011

This Time Of The Year

Already the "Happy Holidays" ads are out in full force!  I am inundated by TV ads and mail catalogs that dare to disrupt and divert my attention from the peaceful tranquility of Thanksgiving.  Now they are plotting to have us rush the meal and dash off to WalMart at 10 pm!

A confession: I really dislike this time of the year.  Intensely. I have always, always felt like an alien visitor to my own planet in December and I just CANNOT get excited about substituting Chanukah for Christmas, as I suspect retailers would be thrilled to have us do.  Chanukah to me means lighting the candles and perhaps a few gold wrapped chocolate coins for the kiddies and a few spins of the dreidel.

Perhaps I can hide under the covers til January?

:-)

Tuesday, November 15, 2011

While You Were Out

I have not taken a two week vacation like EVER! But I came back home after an incredible, once-in-a-lifetime trip to Israel to find the following:

a big bin of snail mail with a "Welcome Home!!" note from Jo, our mail carrier

two voice messages from the City of Pembroke Pines about their open IT Director position (!)

an empty refrigerator

a craving for Popeyes chicken and other "real" food

a ton of laundry

the news that my BFF's brother, Hal, had passed away.

Hal was a jerk, even when he was 18 and figured his good looks made him a Divine Gift To Women.  When the kids came into money he tried to get more than the generous legacy Sheryl left him.  He was a smooth talker and loved nothing more than showing off his Lexus, his Rolex and other meaningless trappings of pomposity.  His death belies my theory that only the good die young (he was only 64).

But Sheryl (with her tremendous heart) loved him and I'm sure welcomes him with open arms. 

Good to be home..

Sunday, November 6, 2011

Andy Rooney

People sometimes say that the TV show Seinfeld was a show about "nothing". I guess you could say Andy Rooney's career was also built on "nothing" - or rather, those small, everyday, inconsequential, trivial, whimsical and often humorous details that make up human existence.

Kind of like my blog but of course I am no Andy Rooney.

;-)

Sunday, October 30, 2011

Israel

Ev in Israel 1974
Chicago is my home. Hollywood Florida is my home.  Israel is my home.  With God's Blessing I will there again tomorrow. 

In 1974 I put a wish in the cracks of the Wailing Wall.  I wished for a happy life.  My wish has been fulfilled.  Again I will pray for peace, for health for my loved ones, and for many more happy times in the future.

Amen.  Shalom Yisrael!



Saturday, October 29, 2011

Victoria

Victoria's birthday is November 10th and I'll be on Blog Hiatus in Israel then so I'm writing this now. 

When my best friend Sheryl told me that godson Scott was dating a Jewish girl named Victoria I must admit we DANCED! Yes, we really did! The Happy Dance.  We didn't know her well but we already knew she was head and shoulders above the other girls Scott had dated.  Of course we would never (openly) discourage Scott from following his heart but secretly (OK maybe not so secretly) we were routing for the two of them.

What a find!  Victoria is beautiful, active, hard working, smart and grounded.  Great Mom.  Great RN.  She earned her BSN and RN on scholarship while working full time and being a Mom.  So proud of her recent accomplishment as a certified cardiac nurse! And I love her folks, Joel and Dorie Marks.

Scott, you picked a winner, the forever life partner you deserve.  Still dancing ;-)

Small Indulgences

I'm talking about those tiny little treats we allow ourselves every day even though we could get an alternative cheaper. Many people put their daily Starbucks infusion in that category but not me. These are my own little bits of instant gratification that I am willing to pay extra for:

Prego spaghetti sauce (it's the best)
Tide detergent (worth the 3x price)
Snapple diet raspberry or peach tea
Ghirardelli chocolate chips (any variety)
Best Kosher hot dogs (feh on the others except Vienna)
Smart Balance spread
Batherapy Eucalyptus Salts
Ajax dish liquid (the best and incidentally the cheapest too)
Charmin bath tissue (Charmin Basic is fine, no need to overdo)


;-)

Friday, October 28, 2011

Getting Sirius

My new car came with a free three month subscription to Sirius radio. A great marketing strategy! The smart folks at Sirius know that like any improvement in one's life, even a small one, it would be hard to give it up once you have it.

When I turned on the car to drive to work today it was gone! Oy! An AM station was blaring out nonsense! I was pretty sure I had signed up for a six month extension at only $5.00 a month (then they'll hit me up for the big bucks) and the nice lady in Customer Service agreed and quickly sent me a "refresh" signal.

Being able to hear the news (or whatever) whenever I want is a small indulgence.  More on this in tomorrow's blog!

That's what you call a teaser, just like what Sirius did to me ;-)

Thursday, October 27, 2011

What I Love About Me

Marie Claire magazine has a regular feature called "What I Love About Me" where regular Janes extol their best physical feature (dimples, tattoos, freckles, etc.)  It was probably designed to boost the sagging egos of women after they view all the airbrushed photos of supermodels.

It got me to thinking about my own body parts. I love them all but not one is even close to being "perfect" (maybe my ear lobes).  I will spare the enumeration of my faults.

But my parts all work and I do sometimes smile at the mirror when I'm done primping or when my doctor gives me a thumbs up after a check-up.

Supermodels, eat your hearts out!

;-)

Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Friends

Another Confession - I do not make friends easily. This saddens me because the circle of people in my life is very small. 

I do have Facebook friends and one of them has been filling up my wall lately with inspirational quotations.  Most I can live without plus they are a pain to scroll through to get to the "real news" but this one kind of grabbed me.

Being a friend requires effort, especially if you are separated by distance or by other demands on your time.  If fate is kind enough to send me a true friend, especially if it's a second chance friend,  I will do everything I can to make sure they stay.

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Keep On Dancing

Tonight is my first lesson in Israeli Dancing! Too bad I will miss the next two classes.

Confession - I am a bonafide klutz. It took practice and determination for me to master the makarena and the electric slide so I could partake in the festivities at simchas.

From the kazatske to the dancers with bottles on their heads to women doing the sherala (scissors dance) to the crazy mishugana frenzy at frum weddings - I love it all!

Hava Negila! Let us rejoice and be happy!