- Overslept and ended up leaving a little later than I wanted :(
- Got a seat on the subway :)
- Some rude woman was shoving into my leg, and then finally stepped on my foot :(
- I kicked her (not hard enough that she would even notice) :)
- Missed my stop to catch the F train. Had to take the G train. Yuck :(
- Made it to my office safely, altho pretty darn late, but still safely :)
Monday, November 23, 2015
Fun Morning
Wednesday, November 4, 2015
Help!
Dear horrible woman in the bathroom who let me choke,
I hope you are deaf so that I am guilty of accusing you falsely. I can not otherwise fathom how you could possibly hear someone coughing like that, so violently, to the point of vomiting, and just walk out of the bathroom without even saying a word. All you had to do was ask if I were ok. I had my water bottle. I eventually turned out ok. But how would you know that? You didn't even ask. Shame on you. Is this how you observe bein adam lachaveiro? By walking out on someone in need? It is not awkward and it is not violating someone's privacy. It is helping someone who so clearly needs help. You should be ashamed of yourself.
Signed sadly,
Choking in the private office bathroom in the stall next to you.
I hope you are deaf so that I am guilty of accusing you falsely. I can not otherwise fathom how you could possibly hear someone coughing like that, so violently, to the point of vomiting, and just walk out of the bathroom without even saying a word. All you had to do was ask if I were ok. I had my water bottle. I eventually turned out ok. But how would you know that? You didn't even ask. Shame on you. Is this how you observe bein adam lachaveiro? By walking out on someone in need? It is not awkward and it is not violating someone's privacy. It is helping someone who so clearly needs help. You should be ashamed of yourself.
Signed sadly,
Choking in the private office bathroom in the stall next to you.
Sunday, November 1, 2015
Dear Bubby, z"l
Dear Bubby,
I really miss you. A little more today than other days. I miss running to the car all excited when Daddy brought you and Zaida to our house. I miss making "lakalach" with you. I miss cleaning your kitchen (and making a mess in the process). I miss playing dress up in your apt with my special red box of jewelry and the giant skirts that you saved for me. I'm wearing a giant skirt and big earrings today just for you. (The heavy earrings might not make it all day...sorry.) I miss cheating at rummy with you. Don't worry. Your great-granddaughter, who is named after you, cheats when she plays with me just like I did when I played with you. So cheating is still in our family. Isn't that nice. I remember watching the "Crosby" show for the first time in your apt. (Nobody likes him anymore, just so you know). I remember when Meira and I were (not) sleeping over and you would tell us to sleep "tushy to tushy". I do not miss that part, but I do miss sleeping over. I remember one time, I was sick and I had to stay home from school, so Daddy brought me to your apt for the day. Then I got homesick and cried and you made me spaghetti until Daddy came and took me home. Then I felt bad that I hurt your feelings by leaving you so Daddy helped me call you. That was a weird day. I remember when Mommy or Daddy would potch me in the tush b/c of course I did something I shouldn't have, b/c I was no angel, and you used to tell me to make me feel better that they were just swatting the flies away, b/c you thought I was a perfect angel. (I was not. But don't tell anyone.) I miss you coming to our house for Pesach. That was my favorite. Giving out parts for Echad Mi Yodaya. I always gave you the hardest part. And you just took it, and laughed - maybe more than I did. I'm not sure why that was ok, but Mommy and Daddy were laughing also. I wish you could come to my home now for Pesach. You would love it. I wish you could've been at my wedding - in your light pink dress with the empire waist. I wish you could've met Moshe. You would love him too. I wish you could've watched me speak at my graduation. You'd be so proud of me. I miss helping you set up the kiddush in your shul. I remember learning how to put together those plastic wine cups. I thought it was so cool. So for about 8 years, I helped and then became in charge of setting up kiddush in my shul. We didn't have those fancy cups like you had...b/c I didn't have a little helper like you had. You should've been at the shul dinner where they honored me for a lot of things, but mostly for kiddush. That was all you. I think I actually mentioned you in my speech. You would've been so proud. I remember when it struck me that I ran kiddush and so did my bubby. That was a mind-blowing moment. Thank you for passing that torch on to me. I'd be a very different person without it.
I just really miss you. I don't know what else to say. I just really miss you.
Love,
your Special :)
I really miss you. A little more today than other days. I miss running to the car all excited when Daddy brought you and Zaida to our house. I miss making "lakalach" with you. I miss cleaning your kitchen (and making a mess in the process). I miss playing dress up in your apt with my special red box of jewelry and the giant skirts that you saved for me. I'm wearing a giant skirt and big earrings today just for you. (The heavy earrings might not make it all day...sorry.) I miss cheating at rummy with you. Don't worry. Your great-granddaughter, who is named after you, cheats when she plays with me just like I did when I played with you. So cheating is still in our family. Isn't that nice. I remember watching the "Crosby" show for the first time in your apt. (Nobody likes him anymore, just so you know). I remember when Meira and I were (not) sleeping over and you would tell us to sleep "tushy to tushy". I do not miss that part, but I do miss sleeping over. I remember one time, I was sick and I had to stay home from school, so Daddy brought me to your apt for the day. Then I got homesick and cried and you made me spaghetti until Daddy came and took me home. Then I felt bad that I hurt your feelings by leaving you so Daddy helped me call you. That was a weird day. I remember when Mommy or Daddy would potch me in the tush b/c of course I did something I shouldn't have, b/c I was no angel, and you used to tell me to make me feel better that they were just swatting the flies away, b/c you thought I was a perfect angel. (I was not. But don't tell anyone.) I miss you coming to our house for Pesach. That was my favorite. Giving out parts for Echad Mi Yodaya. I always gave you the hardest part. And you just took it, and laughed - maybe more than I did. I'm not sure why that was ok, but Mommy and Daddy were laughing also. I wish you could come to my home now for Pesach. You would love it. I wish you could've been at my wedding - in your light pink dress with the empire waist. I wish you could've met Moshe. You would love him too. I wish you could've watched me speak at my graduation. You'd be so proud of me. I miss helping you set up the kiddush in your shul. I remember learning how to put together those plastic wine cups. I thought it was so cool. So for about 8 years, I helped and then became in charge of setting up kiddush in my shul. We didn't have those fancy cups like you had...b/c I didn't have a little helper like you had. You should've been at the shul dinner where they honored me for a lot of things, but mostly for kiddush. That was all you. I think I actually mentioned you in my speech. You would've been so proud. I remember when it struck me that I ran kiddush and so did my bubby. That was a mind-blowing moment. Thank you for passing that torch on to me. I'd be a very different person without it.
I just really miss you. I don't know what else to say. I just really miss you.
Love,
your Special :)
Change the what?
Last night, we changed the clocks back an hour. But did anyone actually change a real clock? Before changing the clocks last night, I looked around my apt and saw the computers and cell phones and router, which all are basically atomic clocks and change automatically, and I asked "Is there any clock here that we actually have to change?" My husband thought and said "no" and I was a little surprised. Is there really no more physically changing the clock anymore? Like no more rewinding a movie after you watch it? It made me a little sad. (Then we thought of our watches...and the radio clock in the bedroom. Phew!) But what's next? Not using a key to turn on the car? Wait...
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