Ima Says

But we tried.
At least my 2 sons did. The boys held it and tossed it and played out the string and each time the kite can crashing back to earth having barely lifted its wing. Turns out there was a spar broken, so the kite kept listing to the left and then dropping.

But you know what? We all had fun. We, meaning the girls and I, watched and laughed. The boys tried to fly the kite and laughed, and it was an couple of hours of chill time that we all needed.

Sometimes not doing is as good as doing. KWIM?

I'm going to be one of those crazy cat ladies when all the kids have flown the nest.
Maybe I should ask this lady for some pointers....(I feel bad for her husband, I really do!)

Argh. The artist is a teen. A real, identifiable teen. She is harassed by her younger sister (asking a question) teased into tears by her older brothers (telling her she is too sensitive) and annoyed by her mother who makes untoward demands upon her, as did the Queen of Snow White (pick up your stuff from the livingroom and put it away. Third day of asking)

Poor thing. She is to be pitied. She or is it me? Handed a glass of lemonade she turns it back into a lemon. Confronted by an inadequacy (I really need you to get to those dishes already. I'm a bit upset that I have had to ask you so much) she confesses her inherent evil. The world is against her, or she is against the world or maybe it is both, but ARGGGGGGGGGGGH...

It is going to be a lovely next six years.

And by then the Monkey will be in the midst of it to.

Insane asylum, here I come.

Met up with a friend today and headed out to Kever Rochel. This was my first time going there in all the years I have lived here, or visited (basically since 2000).

The experience was wonderful. I didn't realize how close it was to Jerusalem; really a hop skip and a jump away. The Kever is surrounded by walls and within a building to keep the terrorist away, and the bus drops us off and the door to the building is kept locked till the bus returns about a 1/2 later.

1/2 an hour is really not enough time to sit and pray and contemplate.

One odd thing; while we were there they blew shofar. I don't know if this is normal or something special was going on but I was glad to be there for it.

I said Tehilim for family and friends, and before I knew it the bus was back and we had to leave.

Then we went on to the Kotel. I love it there. I am always amazed at its beauty and how so many people, regardless of level of observance gather and pray. Each time I go I am overwhelmed with joy.

My next goal is to get out to Kever HaMachpalah...

(also read Rosemary's Baby. Not sure how they connect except I bought the book when I learned that my friend might not be able to meet the first bus to Kever Rochel and I might have had some time on my hands.)

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY

To my beloved daughter and her husband! Such joy and nachas you both have brought to my life.

Love you both!!!!! Wish I could be celebrating with you.


love your ima...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LU8DDYz68kM&mode=related&search=

This is incredible. Watch till the end; trust me.

It is his birthday today! So everyone sing!

Growth isn't cancerous, and he seems to be fine. Updates when available.

1. The oven is still broke, so we have no oven for Pesach. ARGHHHHHHHHH
2. Learned that friends in another community was deceiving us, as in all their neighbors. They claimed to be converts to Judaism, but they were messianics. They lied to the Rabbi's who converted them, lied to us...really made me sad.
3. Lost money do to a lost file. It is hard to explain, but I am basically a lead generator, and get paid by the correct lead. The data system of the place I work has a bug and therefore if the generated leads and the opportunities (to earn credit) aren't the same, I need to mark it and keep it on a separte file....and today, when I went to enter more information the file was nowhere to be found. We tried undelete, tried to search under different names. No luck. A months worth, and possibly a hundred or so dollars, is lost.
4. Food is basically done. YEAH.
5. Pesach is expensive, and we have really been trying to watch our costs. But we spent twice what we normally would. Friends have told me we had done pretty well...that they spent more.
6. I think I'm finally on the mend. At least I felt somewhat human today.
7. Anyone have a million dollars they want to donate to a good cause? Hey, I can only hope.
8. Ribat Chalav (dolche leche or actually carmel) is the best. I bought some for Pesach. Yummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm. But so bad for you.
9. We haven't had much to eat the last few days and what we have had to eat has probably been full of the worst fat you can consume. How many years of my life have a lost to palm oil? (Oh those Pesach cookies!!!!)
10. Chag Kasher V'Semach to all who celebrate!!!

That's the visual representation of what I'm doing right now.
Because, guess what happened in the midst of my cleaning the stove?
Want a hint? Think FUSEBOX.
Something in the kitchen has a short. Could it be the stove to which I am giving so much attention? Could it be the microwave? Could it be the fact that I promised to make soup for a friend who just had a baby and NOW I DON'T EVEN KNOW IF WE WILL HAVE HOT FOOD FOR SHABBAT??????

Did you hear me scream? How could you have missed it.