Stupid stupid STUPID Sharks. How does this keep happening, year after year? I love you, I hate you, I love you again, but right now, with 10 minutes left in the 3rd, I want to throw your favorite sweater out the window of the car doing 80 down the freeway and secretly brush the dog's teeth with your toothbrush. You'll never know.
Tuesday, April 29, 2014
1. A spit take.
2. Laughed at such a preposterous idea.
3. Spent the next 15 years wishing that I made beautiful custom pillows for a living.
So like I said, not complaining. Just severely taken aback by the thought that one little custom upholstery shop can get SO MANY PILLOW ORDERS. And when the fabric is cut and I've handed off to our (thankfully) speedy seamstress, I might dare to venture over to the computer to rest my weary feet and sit down and check the email and...more pillows. Pricing requests. Yardage requests. Many, many requests.
I'm glad that I have sparkly red shoe laces. I feel like they give me extra power to be on my feet.
Tomorrow, 32 pillows are being delivered so that I can cut new cases for them. 14 more new pillows need to be cut in the next week and a half. Every day, 3-7 new rolls of fabric arrive for additional pillow orders. I THINK MAYBE I SHOULD GET NEW SPARKLY RED SHOE LACES.
Monday, April 28, 2014
I'm not sure what I did to make the list, but I'm guessing it has something to do with when the kiddo walked up to me in his pajamas the other morning and asked if I had $50. It went something like this:
"Mommy, do you have $50?"
"Well, how much money do you have?"
"In my wallet? Maybe 7 bucks and change."
"But how much in the whole world do you have? Like all of it."
"Somewhere around $32."
"Even in your bank? That's it?"
I'm not sure which list I made, but I'm guessing it's either the List Of People Who Can't Loan Me Money or the List Of People Who Lie Rather Than Trying To Explain Finacial Ownership To Their Six Year Old While Drinking Coffee On Saturday Morning.
Thursday, April 24, 2014
I'll start with an apology to all the parents of young kids who live in SF, as I'm sure I will offend you. Please note that this is not my intention.
San Francisco is not a kid-friendly place. I'm trying to say this as diplomatically as I can, but it's not designed as a place for young kids to live. It's great for lots of other things:
--20- and 30-somethings with lots of free time (obviously not parents)
Of course, I miss it dearly and I'm still bummed that we were outbid on EVERY. SINGLE. HOME. that we put offers out for in 2008 (yes, with our baby). But the comfort and lack of homeless folks in the suburbs, not to mention the copious amounts of parking, have made me grow soft and pasty. And I suppose these thoughts are exclusive to the areas we could afford when we tried to become homeowners here.
Please commence with the angry comments and feel free to shun me for retreating back to the safety of the 'burbs.
Wednesday, April 23, 2014
Tuesday, April 22, 2014
Monday, April 21, 2014
Saturday, April 19, 2014
Thursday, April 17, 2014
After 15 hours in the air, we are home and fighting jet lag...two of us have already given in, but I'm trying my hardest to stay awake for the whole Sharks game. We left Tel Aviv at 7:30 am, left London at 2:30 pm, and were back in the bay at 6 pm. That means there was daylight the whole trip so it was really hard to convince the kid that he was, indeed, tired. Thankfully, he couldn't fight off his heavy eyelids for too long, but he definitely got his fill of Banana Kong in the meantime.
Wednesday, April 16, 2014
Yesterday was our field trip day, and we made the most of it. We started with sightseeing and a hike had at one of Israel's national parks followed by lunch in a Drooze village then a wonderful afternoon at the kibbutz where my sislaw's boyfriend grew up. It was an amazing day with at least three of my favorite things:
--gas station snacks
The kibbutz was a big hit, with lots of sheep, goats, peacocks and more. Behold:
Max taking it all in.
Saturday, April 12, 2014
|Outside of the Made in Tel Aviv shop.|
|Cauliflower, pickled carrots, beets, cabbages, hummus, all the eggplants a person could ever dream of!|
|Some flavors are even available without processed sugar! What the what?|
Friday, April 11, 2014
In response to requests for more pictures of the UH-MAYZ-ING food here in the holy land, I took a few snapps of today's stroll down to the main drag for--what else?--beer and falafel. The food is, indeed, UH-MAYZ-ING here and I've always been impressed with the variation and sheer abundance of awesome restaurants in Israel. Steaks and kebabs, pavlova gelato, delicately flavored waters of mint and lemon...not to mention the insane cheeses. Seriously, I cannot even begin to describe the dairy here. It's unlike anything I ever experienced anywhere, if you'll excuse the superlatives
Wednesday, April 09, 2014
Tuesday, April 08, 2014
Monday, April 07, 2014
Beach time in Tel Aviv!
Sunday, April 06, 2014
Loving me up some Israeli family! After a lovely day siteseeing in London, we have completed the last leg of our journey to Israel. We arrived at six this morning, staggered around for a bit, then got our Max Brenner fill with a side of selfies. More to come...once I win my battle with jet lag, I'll recount the fun we had during our seven hour lay over in London.
Thursday, April 03, 2014
Wednesday, April 02, 2014
Another MRI completed, and if you listen closely, you'll hear the sound of a thousand high fives around the world. I have managed, once again, to retain my status of Medical Miracle by lying in an insanely loud tube for 45 minutes, then sitting in a tiny exam room while Ol' Dr. Recht says "Looks great. See you in four months."
I'll indulge myself by harkening back to those days in 2009, lying in the hospital with a half-shaven head and a 98% chance of freaking the fuck out, when the kindly old surgeon look sadly into my drugged up eyes and said, "I'm sorry." After giving me a dire prognosis indeed, 18 months to live, well...I'm sure I did or said something meaningful and/or courageous, but I can't remember most of what happened between 2009 and 2012. So let's just say FOO ON YOU, ODDS OF SURVIVAL. See you in four months.