Dating Season……
Ok many of you know I go on a lot of first dates (maybe not as many as others but a decent amount) this past week was Passover or what I like to call (dating season). It is the only time of year that I Diane Klein wish I live in another state, I mean who wants to be surrounded by wall to wall Jews (I get itchy thinking about it). So many people I have known have met there significant other during this holiday, I mean it makes sense, lots of young Jewish people equals lots of Jewish mothers who are trying to marry off there kids. I mean I feel like a cow up for auction with who is going to bid the highest for me. If any of you watch “Millionaire Matchmaker” Patti is nothing compared to these people they are amazing to watch. Usual I hide during this time of year but this year I have taken a different approach I am going to watch this madness as much as I can so I can reflect on it. So I hope all of you will read my blog later this week and hear the full account of the madness
Monday, April 5, 2010
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Getting down with your bad self....
Getting down with your bad self…….
Recently in my life many things have changed, I am moving forward, settling down (somewhat) becoming more mature and taking on more responsibility (yayayaya). This is scaring the crap out of me; I never thought I would be able to handle all this. I was always the one who said they would never be this up tight such a workaholic and guess what I am. Sometimes I think it is important to let loose, escape, go away (I usually run away). I find myself wanting to do this more lately (maybe because I need a vacation) but I would like to escape to a time in my life when things were simpler. I think about some of the great memories of childhood (I was such a pain in the ass, ask someone who new me 15 years ago) that I have, hanging out with some of the greatest people I have known (you know who you are) and not having any drama or work or responsibility ohh the good old days. So every so often I have to “get down with my bad self” blow off some steam and maybe get in a little bit of trouble the good kind of course. But never the less I have to come back to earth, live my life, pick up where I am and join my life I have created for myself but every once in while I give myself a little break.
Recently in my life many things have changed, I am moving forward, settling down (somewhat) becoming more mature and taking on more responsibility (yayayaya). This is scaring the crap out of me; I never thought I would be able to handle all this. I was always the one who said they would never be this up tight such a workaholic and guess what I am. Sometimes I think it is important to let loose, escape, go away (I usually run away). I find myself wanting to do this more lately (maybe because I need a vacation) but I would like to escape to a time in my life when things were simpler. I think about some of the great memories of childhood (I was such a pain in the ass, ask someone who new me 15 years ago) that I have, hanging out with some of the greatest people I have known (you know who you are) and not having any drama or work or responsibility ohh the good old days. So every so often I have to “get down with my bad self” blow off some steam and maybe get in a little bit of trouble the good kind of course. But never the less I have to come back to earth, live my life, pick up where I am and join my life I have created for myself but every once in while I give myself a little break.
Friday, March 19, 2010
Sunrise....
Sunrise………..
The other day I was driving back to Miami from the west coast of Florida, (from visiting Holly from Canada yayaya Canada) and it was really early in the morning so I got to see the sunrise over the Everglades. It was amazing I have seen many sunrises from not sleeping very much and biking on the beach as much as I do all the time but it was different. There was so much fog as I got to the Everglades and you see the sun coming up slowly this hot, ball of fire and the fog burn away. It was so powerful and mighty and the fog just burnt away and a new day began. Maybe it was from sleep deprivation but it moved me tears and I just had to take some picture of it, which was completely unsafe because I was driving but I just had to and share it.
The other day I was driving back to Miami from the west coast of Florida, (from visiting Holly from Canada yayaya Canada) and it was really early in the morning so I got to see the sunrise over the Everglades. It was amazing I have seen many sunrises from not sleeping very much and biking on the beach as much as I do all the time but it was different. There was so much fog as I got to the Everglades and you see the sun coming up slowly this hot, ball of fire and the fog burn away. It was so powerful and mighty and the fog just burnt away and a new day began. Maybe it was from sleep deprivation but it moved me tears and I just had to take some picture of it, which was completely unsafe because I was driving but I just had to and share it.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
Free Bird......
Free Bird………
All of you must know the song by Lynyrd Skynyrd Free Bird. I love this song and not that I have a tattoo would love to get one though it would be the two words “free bird”. I live my life like the lyrics of the song, the part that is really how I feel most of the time is “and this bird you cannot change” I feel that is so representative of me because I feel, I cannot change not my inner self. The other free bird part at the end of the song I just think being a bird flying in the sky is just such an amazing feeling that I will never feel but aspire too.
If I leave here tomorrowWould you still remember me?For I must be traveling on, now'Cause there's too many placesI've got to seeBut, if I stayed here with you, girlThings just couldn't be the same'Cause I'm as free as a bird nowAnd this bird, you'll can not changeOh, oh, oh, oh, ohAnd the bird you cannot changeAnd this bird you cannot changeLord knows, I can?t changeBye, bye, baby it's been a sweet loveYeah, yeahThough this feeling I can't changeBut please don't take it so badly'Cause the Lord knowsI'm to blameBut, if I stayed here with you girlThings just couldn't be the same'Cause I'm as free as a bird nowAnd this bird, you'll can not changeOh, oh, oh, oh, ohAnd this bird you cannot changeAnd this bird you cannot changeLord knows, I can't changeLord help me, I can't changeLord I can't changeWon't you fly high, free bird, yeah?
All of you must know the song by Lynyrd Skynyrd Free Bird. I love this song and not that I have a tattoo would love to get one though it would be the two words “free bird”. I live my life like the lyrics of the song, the part that is really how I feel most of the time is “and this bird you cannot change” I feel that is so representative of me because I feel, I cannot change not my inner self. The other free bird part at the end of the song I just think being a bird flying in the sky is just such an amazing feeling that I will never feel but aspire too.
If I leave here tomorrowWould you still remember me?For I must be traveling on, now'Cause there's too many placesI've got to seeBut, if I stayed here with you, girlThings just couldn't be the same'Cause I'm as free as a bird nowAnd this bird, you'll can not changeOh, oh, oh, oh, ohAnd the bird you cannot changeAnd this bird you cannot changeLord knows, I can?t changeBye, bye, baby it's been a sweet loveYeah, yeahThough this feeling I can't changeBut please don't take it so badly'Cause the Lord knowsI'm to blameBut, if I stayed here with you girlThings just couldn't be the same'Cause I'm as free as a bird nowAnd this bird, you'll can not changeOh, oh, oh, oh, ohAnd this bird you cannot changeAnd this bird you cannot changeLord knows, I can't changeLord help me, I can't changeLord I can't changeWon't you fly high, free bird, yeah?
Friday, March 5, 2010
Speech for Grandma
As manyof you know my grandmother was a very important part of my life. (she had so many great stories and moments that we shared) I wrote a speech for her unvailing memoral servcie this weekend and i just wanted to share it in her memory.
Grandma’s Speech
My grandmother has had a big impact in my life and even though she would not believe this if I told her she provided me with so many the important life lessons. She taught me the importance of kindness, the importance of presentation and valuing the small things.
Kindness can come in many ways and my grandmother always believed that one should take care of others before themselves. She truly enjoyed giving things away; always saying she didn’t need so much. She always made sure everyone had enough to eat or a little gift when she saw you and this always impressed me. She was never selfish and got a true charge out of giving rather then receiving.
Grandma always liked things to be neat a clean. She was particular about this and even after she passed away and I went through some of her things I could not believe the time she took to make everything nice and tidy. She never would allow you to see her unless she looked her best, ill never forget you always had to tell grandma you were stopping by other wise she would not open the door. This skill is something I have tried (sometimes not as successful as her) to keep in mind. And every day when I go to work I have the job of teaching students the best way to act or dress for career success. My grandma knew that presentation was important and the way people see you holds values.
Being a simple woman my grandmother always enjoyed the small things, I could not believe when I went through her papers recently that every card, note, and letter I sent her she saved. As we all know grandma was notorious for throwing things out but she kept all those simple things and they had so much value to her. She enjoyed a phone call or a short visit and when you bought her something she always wanted you take it back. I believe this is the most important lesson I have learned from her and from this I, too, every day, thank G-d for the small things.
I miss her very much. She was the source of so much laughter and smiles in my life. I hope she really knew which I am sure she did how much I loved her and continue to think about the wonderful, meaningful and long lasting influence she had in my life.
Grandma’s Speech
My grandmother has had a big impact in my life and even though she would not believe this if I told her she provided me with so many the important life lessons. She taught me the importance of kindness, the importance of presentation and valuing the small things.
Kindness can come in many ways and my grandmother always believed that one should take care of others before themselves. She truly enjoyed giving things away; always saying she didn’t need so much. She always made sure everyone had enough to eat or a little gift when she saw you and this always impressed me. She was never selfish and got a true charge out of giving rather then receiving.
Grandma always liked things to be neat a clean. She was particular about this and even after she passed away and I went through some of her things I could not believe the time she took to make everything nice and tidy. She never would allow you to see her unless she looked her best, ill never forget you always had to tell grandma you were stopping by other wise she would not open the door. This skill is something I have tried (sometimes not as successful as her) to keep in mind. And every day when I go to work I have the job of teaching students the best way to act or dress for career success. My grandma knew that presentation was important and the way people see you holds values.
Being a simple woman my grandmother always enjoyed the small things, I could not believe when I went through her papers recently that every card, note, and letter I sent her she saved. As we all know grandma was notorious for throwing things out but she kept all those simple things and they had so much value to her. She enjoyed a phone call or a short visit and when you bought her something she always wanted you take it back. I believe this is the most important lesson I have learned from her and from this I, too, every day, thank G-d for the small things.
I miss her very much. She was the source of so much laughter and smiles in my life. I hope she really knew which I am sure she did how much I loved her and continue to think about the wonderful, meaningful and long lasting influence she had in my life.
Monday, February 22, 2010
Taking you Somewhere
Taking you Somewhere….
I love music, I listen to almost anything from classical to heavy rock. I have been to many concerts from Andrea Bocelli to ADCD but music to me is a way to take me away with out going anywhere and remind me where I have been or where I am going. I plan theme songs for when I travel, and every morning in the trip I listed to the same song and what is great about this little thing I do is for the rest of my life whenever I hear that song it brings me back to the trip, that moment, I think you should try it. I wish I was musical but I have not been blessed to sings or the coordination to can play any instruments but I wish I could. I would love to be one of those people who goes on stage in those open mic nights a sing my song and watch the faces I impact. Music can make or break my mood or sooth a wound and I hope it does the same for you.
I love music, I listen to almost anything from classical to heavy rock. I have been to many concerts from Andrea Bocelli to ADCD but music to me is a way to take me away with out going anywhere and remind me where I have been or where I am going. I plan theme songs for when I travel, and every morning in the trip I listed to the same song and what is great about this little thing I do is for the rest of my life whenever I hear that song it brings me back to the trip, that moment, I think you should try it. I wish I was musical but I have not been blessed to sings or the coordination to can play any instruments but I wish I could. I would love to be one of those people who goes on stage in those open mic nights a sing my song and watch the faces I impact. Music can make or break my mood or sooth a wound and I hope it does the same for you.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
The art of beer....
The art of beer…..
I am writing this not to make myself seem like an alcoholic which I am not (they go to meetings lol) but I think there is an art to beer. I look for a few things that I believe make up the art of beer and it not hops, color or all that crap it is two very important things. One it s flavor some beers just taste like crap in my opinion (for me it is the ones that have flavors and that have fruit in them) the other is the beer needs to take me some where. Not like a mind altering drug but to a happy place where maybe I am sitting on a hammock listening to the ocean. You may all think I am nuts but those who truly enjoy ‘the beer” understand what I am saying. Beer has become more then a beverage for me it is life style. I plan trips around it (some of reading this may have been on one with me) it reminds me off a place that I have been a way to identify with it. For example, when I was in Prague a few years ago I saw many monuments and was in the Jewish Quarter but if someone asks me about my time there my first point of reference is the beer (Original Budweiser, Pilsner Urquel which is amazing) that is what I talk about and I can remember what I was doing the moment I had one. So for me drinking a beer has become a part of the way I remember things, the moments that make up my life.
I am writing this not to make myself seem like an alcoholic which I am not (they go to meetings lol) but I think there is an art to beer. I look for a few things that I believe make up the art of beer and it not hops, color or all that crap it is two very important things. One it s flavor some beers just taste like crap in my opinion (for me it is the ones that have flavors and that have fruit in them) the other is the beer needs to take me some where. Not like a mind altering drug but to a happy place where maybe I am sitting on a hammock listening to the ocean. You may all think I am nuts but those who truly enjoy ‘the beer” understand what I am saying. Beer has become more then a beverage for me it is life style. I plan trips around it (some of reading this may have been on one with me) it reminds me off a place that I have been a way to identify with it. For example, when I was in Prague a few years ago I saw many monuments and was in the Jewish Quarter but if someone asks me about my time there my first point of reference is the beer (Original Budweiser, Pilsner Urquel which is amazing) that is what I talk about and I can remember what I was doing the moment I had one. So for me drinking a beer has become a part of the way I remember things, the moments that make up my life.
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