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My ex once asked me, “If we’re vegetarian, why aren’t we thinner?” I laughed at that!

Just because you’re a vegetarian, doesn’t mean you’re automatically thinner. I told him, well, the only thing we don’t eat is the animal, we still eat milk products, I am ovo-lacto [I won’t eat animal flesh, but I will eat dairy and egg products], not vegan. I will admit that vegans tend to be a bit thinner, but it doesn’t matter, it’s how you eat what you eat, not what you eat. Look at the guy who lost 27 pounds on the Twinkie diet…http://www.cnn.com/2010/HEALTH/11/08/twinkie.diet.professor/index.html.

I have been a vegetarian since I was just about 14 years old. When my family lived in Israel for the summer between middle school and high school, I wasn’t crazy about the way the meat was cured, so I ate tuna fish, hummous, falafel and fruits and veggies. When we got back I thought I’d give vegetarianism a try, some friends of the family are vegans and I thought they were cool, I lasted about 6 hours… we had sausage pizza for dinner, who could blame me?

Then a few weeks later, I decided to try again, so I gave up red meat, 6 months later, chicken. I continued to eat fish and found out years later, that I was actually a pescatarian, who knew? Then about 5 years ago, I gave up fish altogether and although I will eat it once in a while, I am not back on the fish full time. I was at a party, looked at a shrimp, which I LOVED and said, I’m never eating that again, and I have eaten shrimp twice since then and I wasn’t feeling the warm fuzzies after that.

My mom was fantastic when I decided to give up meat, knowing my dad and sister would not participate in the fish or veggies, she would sometimes make something for just her and I and something else for them or sometimes just something for me. She was awesome and such an amazing cook, she loved to experiment and was always looking for new and inventive things for me to eat and she really loved it too. For example… vegetarian chopped liver, I’m jewish, I think it’s in my bloodstream, so that was very cool! I don’t know if she ever hoped that I would grow out of it, but I never did.

I enjoy my lifestyle, it works for me, it’s not for everyone and I wish sometimes that being a vegetarian would make you instantly skinny, but it doesn’t, some of the vegetarian prepared dishes are WAY fattening, so I have to work on myself the old fashioned way.

But I will tell you that I am not like a lot of vegetarians, my outlook is that the animal is already dead, it is going to be eaten, I just don’t have to be the one to eat it. I will cook it, I used to work in a gourmet deli and I would have to touch the raw chicken to put on the rotisserie, doesn’t bother me. I also don’t have a problem with hunting, as long as you’re going to use the entire animal, go for it, otherwise we have an overpopulation of animals running around and then eating each other out of food and dying, so give mother nature a hand. [I once was mortified when I hit a rabbit than ran out in the middle of the road, but on the way back, I saw a fox eating it, circle of life and all].

I love meeting people who are new to vegetarianism, they ask lots of questions and I love to share my knowledge, but it’s better that they do it for the right reasons, not just to lose weight and not to do it because they think its fashionable and then wear it as a badge, that is way annoying. Done with my soap box.

I’m not crazy about it when people make fun of me for not eating meat, I don’t make fun of you for eating it… and I really don’t like it when people assume that if there is meat in the dish, that I will just pick the meat out, it doesn’t work that way. I have gotten used to people not remembering that I don’t eat meat, so I often bring my own food places, like a veggie burger you can stick in the microwave, doesn’t bother me at all, I’m resourceful!

And in response to the question, if you don’t eat meat, why eat things that are shaped or made to taste like it. The answer, well mine anyway, is that I enjoy the idea of a burger or maybe even chicken nuggets, I just don’t enjoy the idea of eating the actual animal.

I used to have a poster on my wall that said “Does your food have a face?” I also said I would never eat anything I’d have as a pet. People always ask me if I’m a vegetarian for health reasons or political; well, in response… It started off as a trail, just to see if I could do it, then it became a moral and conscious decision and now… I’ve been a vegetarian for almost TWENTY SIX years [now you know how old I am, do the math, I’m not doing it for you!] and now… it’s just my life, I don’t know how to be any other way and I’m ok with that and I hope you can be too!



{January 3, 2011}   Day 105/3 – Red

RED… stands for Retired, Extremely Dangerous. LOVED this movie!

The movie stars some amazing actors: Bruce Willis, still YUMMY, Morgan Freeman, I will always think of him from the Electric Company no matter what, John Malkovich, crazy as ever and Helen Mirren, one tough cookie! They play retired CIA agents who are targeted for elimination. [full synopsis & cast:  http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1245526/%5D

Bruce Willis is the first to be targeted and while his character is definitely a bad ass, as he has been known to play, once or twice, he was a nice guy who was retired, interested in a girl, Mary-Louise Parker, and is hoping for a normal life, while at the same time, kicking a little you know what.  Morgan Freeman is amiable, living in a retirement home, but still has connections, John Malkovich is just bizarre, the usual “afraid of what the government is putting in his head” kind of nutter, but handy with a handgun. Helen Mirren rounds out the group as an expert marks-woman, I have amazing respect for her and her abilities! Of course, it’s hard not to remember her in Calendar Girls ‘I think we’re going to need considerably bigger buns”.

They have each been retired and Frank Moses, Bruce Willis, brings them out of retirement to find out who wants to kill them. The cast is rounded out with Brian Cox, who you might remember as Col Stryker from X-Men, Richard Dryfus and Ernest Borgnine! I have to admit, when I saw his name in the opening credits, I didn’t know he was still alive! He was charming.

This movie is terrific! There is action, adventure, romance, first love, gunfire, explosives, explosions, fist fights, double crossing, espionage, breaking into the CIA, the usual. The dialog was great, very clever, the movie was fast paced, kept moving, and was engaging until the very end and the end was just plain funny, well, a lot of the movie was just plain funny.

It was almost as if they pulled all the action stars from an old age home, without them being old! It was so worth the wait and the money, go see this movie, it’s one that’s worth buying and watching over and over again!

5 RED stars I give it!



{January 2, 2011}   Day 104/2 – A Song is Born

I’ll just put it out there, I love Danny Kaye. Anyone who knows me knows I love Danny Kaye. I hope to have all his movies on DVD some day, right now I have about 4 and one of my favorites is A Song is Born.

The cast is incredible, Danny Kaye, Virginia Mayo, Louis Armstrong, Benny Goodman, just to name a few amazing talents [go to: http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0040820/ to see the full cast]. The story is about Professor Hobart Frisbee and 6 other professors of  music who work for the Totten Institute of Music. They are working on the complete history of music and they have not left the “house” in nine years, so the world of music has passed them by. One day two window washers “Buck & Bubbles” happen to come in to ask some questions and that leads the group on a new exploration, with Frisbee heading out, “don’t wait up gentlemen, I may be late, I may be home after nine pm”. Professor Frisbee is played by Danny Kaye, so quite young, the other six professors are what Honey Swanson, played by Virginia Mayo, call the long hairs, if you get my meaning.

On the outside, Professor Hobart goes to the bars and music joints to invite amazing musicians like Mel Powell, Louis Armstrong and Charlie Barnett, just to name a few, back to the institute to work on the history of music. Honey Swanson joins the group, pretending to be interested in helping, while hiding out from the law, her boyfriend, Tony Crow, the gangster is a wanted man… She is entrenched in their lives and they all grow very fond of her, and she of them, all the while, waiting for her chance to get out and as she tells her “daddy” one of the kiddies has broken out in a rash, a case of “spring fever” if you get my drift. Remember, this movie is based on the 1940’s music and lingo.

There is music, hi jinx, laughter, adventure and love as we learn about jump, jive, swing and yum-yum. Well, I think yum-yum is my favorite, seeing as I’ve always had a wee bit of a crush on Danny Kaye. Not to worry folks, there is a happy ending and boy finds girl, boy falls for girl, girl is engaged to another [gangster], boy knocks out gangster and happily ever after ensues.

This is classic Dannye Kaye, showing his acting ability, mastery of physical comedy, and talent as a leading man. Am I biased? you bet your bippy crab-apple annie! Enjoy!

 



Post a day 2011 – day 1

To train or not to train, that is the question, or should I say, to have a trainer or not to have a trainer. This was my dilemma… I have been going to the gym, this time, since I joined back in May of this year. I had been wanting to join a gym and I was looking at a few different ones when I was hired by my current company SC in March. The job came with a lot of benefits, health insurance for one, dental, vision and the opportunity to join a gym, I had options: Gold’s, Curves or LA Fitness. I used to belong to Gold’s when I first moved here, done Curves and after a few months got nothing out of it, it is a great place if you’ve never worked out and need to get started, just after a while it posed no challenge to me and there is an LA Fitness, which used to be Australian Body Works, which I also used to be a member of. So, I decided on LA Fitness, there is one near my house and near work, perfect!

I have been going for a few months and I enjoy the classes and the cardio, haven’t done much in terms of weight training, it’s been years since I did any and I wasn’t sure which way to turn. When I first joined, I had my free session with a personal trainer, really enjoyed it, but could not afford it, at all, then, about two weeks ago, I happened to be leaving the gym near my house on the way to work and on a lark, filled out an entry form to win a free month of personal training. Guess, what… they called me that morning, could be either, my name was on top or they called everyone, great way to introduce people to personal training at the gym if they haven’t already tried it. So, I made my appointment and away I went.

I showed up for my session, we did my body fat count, ACK, and all that other fun, yet embarrassing stuff and discussed what my challenges and goals are, then we got down to a work out. He worked me hard, I enjoyed it, I told him I am willing to work hard, I just know my limitations, such as my knees, they have never been that strong and certain things hurt after a while. Away we went! I was a sweaty mess when we sat down after to talk about signing up for a personal trainer. I told him upfront that I appreciate what he’s going to try to sell me, but it’s too expensive and I won’t be able to afford it. Even if we’re offering a special? More than half price for signing up and half price for sessions? Huh? ok, well, I’ll think about it.

I did my four free sessions, one on the Thursday before Christmas and then the rest on Tuesday-Thursday of the next week, not sure if that was the brightest move, let’s just say, I was a wee bit sore on Friday, New Years Eve… but I worked through it. I enjoyed the work outs and I enjoy the trainer, I make him laugh a lot, which, by the way, with the amount I laugh, I should be a bean pole… and he said he can help me accomplish all my goals [when he called me, he said the only thing I didn’t check off on the entry form was to gain weight, no thanks!]. I really liked that he called me Thursday morning to check on my leg, which i had seriously pulled a muscle the week before, excruciating!

He was trying his best to get me to sign up, offering me all sorts of incentives and of course, my one big issues has been money, that’s all it’s been. Thursday night he texted me, 12 free sessions if I start on Saturday. I texted back and asked if he could really help me hit my goals and… get me a tushie [don’t laugh, I have a flat bahookie, I haven’t had any complaints, but it’s never been something I would have touted as a particularly fine feature on my person. I always ask a guy when we start dating, are you a butt man? tee hee hee]. His response was LOL absolutely. So… after my fabulous New Years Eve party, where people didn’t leave until 3 and those of us staying at my place didn’t crash until about 4/4:30 am, I was up at 9 and at the gym ready to sweat at 10am.

When he was finally free, he asked if it was alright if I worked with someone else this morning, and as long as it was just for today, no problem. I believe T was trying to kill me! MN, my trainer, told him to watch out for my leg, because of the muscle pull [and that I would push even in pain] and I think this was code that T took to mean let’s make her legs fall off! We did squats, with 15 pound weights in each hand, that was fun on my knees… then we did leg presses, no problem, we started out with 2 25 pound discs, then next set, 2 more, huh? then next set, 2 more…150 pounds? Immediately into lunges, then those horrible things where you jump down into push up position and throw your legs out, jump back up. Then back to lunges, then those jumpy/spready awful things [yes, I know there is a name for them, but I can’t remember it and this is my blog and I want you laughing at this point] then more squats then core, a horrible plank to elbow to push-up and all over again. Last thing was ham string something. let’s just say that machines in gyms were not made for someone of my stature [SHORT], hurt in places I don’t think it’s supposed to hurt.

I’m used to working up to strenuous, this guy thought we should start there and work our way up. He was a nice guy, very motivating, different style than MN. Turns out he grew up in Coram, which is a city near my family’s summer house on Long Island, small world! If I have to work out with him again once in a while, no problem, but I prefer MN, I like the way he does things and he definitely pushes me beyond my limits. Besides, I make him laugh all the time, he did say that no one makes him laugh as much as me and that’s a small feat in and of itself.

So, here’s to my training and getting on that path that I really want to be on. I am turning 40 this year and how great will it be if I can wear a bikini next December in the Bahamas? AWESOME! [or at least feel fabulous in a bathing suit] I have other goals, but why not go for the gusto [they say when you register to get married, register for the expensive stuff, you never know!]. Keep up with my progress, I might also be sharing some tips that I learn, maybe we can do this together!

Look out Atlantis, here I come!

Happy New Year!



{December 22, 2010}   Day 90 – Girls Night

The age old ritual of girls night is something that is so important and I am honored that I have been a part of different girls nights groups.

Girls nights don’t have to be anything more than a few girlfriends getting together and having dinner, watching a movie, having drinks, book discussions or even crafting. I’ve been a part of a few of those and it’s fantastic! I love to watch some peoples faces when you mention crafting! If they do not see themselves as anywhere in the same hemisphere as Martha Stewart, they freak out!

I have been part of a birthday bunch. We would do things, but mostly, when it was time for a birthday, the three others would get together to plan, then all four would go out to dinner and celebrate and spring the awesome gifts on the birthday girl. I’ve been a part of a group of women who left the same company, started with some of us who had been laid off and then it grew. We started out as 5 then dwindled. There are some times when we would get together regularly, but then life gets in the way and as amazing as we all are, and multitaskers, we can’t get four women together once a month for dinner!

You realize how important this ritual is when you are participating and then have grand ideas, we can do this every month, then… as you are sitting there, you are going around the table and not worried what anyone else thinks of you, you aren’t primping for anyone, these are your girlfriends, the people who are there for you no matter what. What is it they say? There are some great sayings:

It is the friends you can call up at 4 a.m. that matter.  ~Marlene Dietrich

The best kind of friend is the one you could sit on a porch with, never saying a word, and walk away feeling like that was the best conversation you’ve had.  ~Author Unknown

These are two of my favorite quotes, both true and telling an speaking volumes. Sometimes when you get together for a girls night, it’s like no time has passed and other times, wow, there is so much to catch up on! You talk about yourselves, you talk about your families, you talk about your jobs, you talk about other people, it’s the way it is and the unspoken girl code, you don’t have to worry because you know none of these girls would rat you out to anyone and they will stick up for you when you get called to the mat.

These girls don’t care what you do for a living, they don’t care how you dress, but they will be honest if you ask, so be careful… they love you because of who you are and how you treat them. No matter who you are, you should go out for girls night every once in a while, doesn’t matter if these are girlfriends who you see all the time, just call a few girls, jump in the car and go!

I have been called a guys gal, which is a label that I treasure, I can hang with the boys, but no matter how much of a “one of the guys” I am and will continue to be, I am so glad to be a girl and part of the girls night rituals, I wouldn’t trade those for anything. I love my sister with all my heart, I would lay down my life for her, but I am lucky that it worked out that way, some women aren’t as lucky as I am, maybe they are only children or only have brothers…

Sisters come in all shapes and sizes and are more special when you get to choose them. Treasure them, embrace them, love them.

Now, get on the phone, open an e-mail, make a plan and go have a girls night out!



{December 21, 2010}   Day 89 – Reality TV

What? As the band ‘Bowling for Soup’ said in the song ‘1985’, “when did reality become TV?” Seriously!

I don’t have television, is that a collective gasp I just heard? Summer of 2009, I decided to cancel my cable to save money, it wasn’t so bad, when they canceled the cable, I still had about 80 channels, and then a few months later, I started traveling and I decided that I wanted to cancel my internet connection and just get an air-card, so I did. When they cut the line for the internet, they literally cut the cable, no stations, no fuzz, no nothing! Ok, still not a bad thing, I have a 400-disc dvd player/carousel that will play movies and music. It already had close to 300 movies and I’ve since added to the collection, so when I want to watch something, I just press play on the dvd player and away we go.

It truly hasn’t been a bad thing at all, I don’t really miss it, I don’t even watch tv shows on my laptop. Occasionally when I travel I might watch a show or two, but I don’t think I’ve really missed that much. I might decide to rent a few complete series sometime down the line, but right now, I’m ok.

Back to the reason for this posting… I go to the gym about 5 mornings a week, sometimes in the evening. I usually have my headphones on when I am running or reading a book while I am walking. Ok, I admit, there have been a few times that I have watched old episodes of Star Trek, the original series, on my phone, while walking. But what they have on at the gym for the most part is crap. Don’t get me wrong, there is at least one tv tuned to sports and another, maybe even two or three to news, but what gets me is the reality tv shows!

Who decides we need or want to watch this drivel??? The worst? How to decide? The Real Housewives of whatever! Don’t forget The Girls Next Door, The Hogans [whatever they were], The Kardashians, the list goes on and on.

These people have more money than they know what to do with and someone is giving them more and the public is eating it up! I will admit, I was a wee bit addicted to The Ozzbournes in the beginning, but it does wear off eventually. They didn’t irritate me as much as these other shows, with the Ozzbournes and Gene Simmons, Family Jewels, it’s the every day life of a family that we get to look in on, yes some of the family does stupid things, but [and I am probably contradicting myself here] they were a family and Ozzy is someone that has always fascinated me, as well as Gene Simmons and Shannon Tweed. You are watching a family unit, somewhat unusual, but a family unit. These others, I just don’t get it. They get more and more over the top, starting fights in the street, talking about each other behind their backs, what is the point?

The problem is, America is watching and just making them more and more money and fueling the fire bigger and bigger. Jersey Shore? Didn’t New Jersey have a bad enough reputation before this piece of drivel came along. I have to say, it’s nice to say, when someone asks, did you see…. happen on…., i can say, nope sorry, don’t have tv, don’t watch it. I won’t feign complete ignorance as to what the names of the shows are or who some of the big names are, I have the internet and thanks to the gym, I can see them on the small screen, but I am happy to say, I have no idea what Snookie did last week, with whom or where.  What I hear on the radio when they do their entertainment news segments is more than enough!

And, since these people have put their lives on display, they and the public find it fascinating or surprising when something goes wrong, ie, Hulk Hogan getting divorced! The show puts their entire lives out there for people to see and their actions and indiscretions…it’s not surprising that families are breaking up, the pressure to be on all the time and airing your dirty laundry? Yes, people want to know because we are inherently nosy, but come on, like we tell someone exposing themselves on the street, PUT IT AWAY!

Does this really mean that there are no new ideas, no good programming for us to watch? I guess so… I think I will stick to my movies. I am thinking about getting streaming internet again, but that’s just so I can sign up for Netflicks to get instant downloads on my Wii!

 

 



{December 20, 2010}   Day 88 – Going to the Gym

Whew… I don’t know if it’s getting harder because I’m getting older or because I’m just fat. LOL. Ok, I’m not that fat, I am overweight, I have about 25 pounds to go, as I have already said, but some days, I just feel fat… [ok, I’m also throwing the girl card in there, I am a little bloated, one guess why…]

So, at the gym, all I really do is walk/run about two miles a day, I’m not saying that’s a lot and I’m not saying that’s a little. Since I get up at 6:30, I make it to the gym by 7:30 [sometimes it does take me a while to get out of the house, when I finally stop hitting the snooze button] and I only have 30 minutes to work out and then get to work. I think I’m doing alright, I am trying the Galloway Method [http://www.jeffgalloway.com/training/marathon.html] I walk/run/walk/run. Some days, I walk 5 minutes, run 10, walk 5, etc until I hit 30 minutes; some days, I can’t run 10 minutes, so I walk 5, run 5, walk 5, etc. you get the picture. I think it’s all good, I’m getting 2+miles in every morning and I am starting to feel a little better, but sometimes, I keep this knot in my chest that doesn’t dissipate for quite a while.

This morning was cool, I did the 5/5/5 method, but I felt a pick up in my steps towards the end and I was running my heart out for the last 5 minutes and surprised when the treadmill slowed down for the cool down. Very cool, well, at least I think so!

My goal is to run 2 miles a day for a few weeks until I’m more comfortable, then add another mile and another mile until I am running at least 5-7 miles a day. Then I know I will be more confident to attempt a half marathon, I know it’s 13.1 miles, but if I can get past the halfway mark, then I think I will be golden and who knows what the future will hold after that.

That is my musing for the day.



{December 19, 2010}   Day 87 – Bad blogger…moi

Ok, so I am hanging my head in shame, I had listed on my 40 by 40 list that I was going to write and post a blog every day and here I sit at day 87 and I may have posted about 20 so far, maybe less, how is that living up to my goal? I thought I had to write something profound each time and I realize, after seeing some other posts [daily posts that is] that it doesn’t have to be profound, just something [ok, most of those are picture posting blogs, but still…]. I am a writer by trade and I, in my swiss cheese brain thinks you should read something terrific every day, not so. I am still going to write movie reviews and book reviews, but some days it might be just a thought, so consider it some light reading for you!

Today I am sitting on the sofa, waiting for someone to show up for my open house [I am trying to sell my SLAH products and if it doesn’t work, I will be going to Craig’s List and EBAY next, beware]. One of my goals on my list is to take a French class, well, MR.B, my teacher of French [as my dad liked to point out, you are a “Teacher Of…” not a …Teacher [i.e. if you were from France, then you would be a French Teacher, but if you are American, then you are a Teacher OF French, get it?] Well.. Mr.B said that I don’t really need to take a class, not because I am so proficient in my mastery of the French language, but because I have a basic knowledge of the language and I am looking to be able to carry on a conversation, not just conjugate verbs.

Side note, before I was in Paris last, I had done some refresher for myself, listened to some tapes, bought a guide to brush up, but when I got there, things came flooding back, it was so cool. Everywhere I went “I know what that means” “I recognize that!” it was awesome! I knew enough to get by, to ask for some things, up to a point and no one questioned my level of comprehension until I asked them to slow down or repeat themselves, which was very cool in and of itself. Now, I want to be able to complete an entire conversation or listen to a guide or watch a movie without subtitles or assistance, maybe even help or teach someone else. Another thing I did to prepare for my trip was to change my GPS to French, that was very cool, every little bit helps!

Ok, back to whatever I was saying… MR.B told me to look into The Pimsleur Method [http://www.pimsleur.com/] and I did! Merci Beaucoup Monsier B!  Got one set from the library and ELW got me the rest, my library only had part of the package. I loaded them on my phone and I have been listening and practicing every day in the car. I can ask you if you understand English, French, are you American and would you like something to each or drink? Ooo la la! Now, I am changing everything I can in French, i.e. movies, to get some practice.

On that note, right now I am watching The Muppet Christmas Carol in French! I love this movie to begin with, it was the first Muppet Movie that came out after Jim Henson died and the first done by his son, a fine job if I do say so myself. I watched it a few weeks ago, in English and now in French as I sit here writing. I am getting some of it, probably because I know the dialog, but I’m a hopeful girl that some of it is because I really understand it!  I do know that they did a great job with the Muppet voices. [although this scene has Belle singing in English, not sure why they didn’t translate this into French].

Thank you for bearing with me and reading my posts, I do enjoy the comments and feedback!

écoutez et répétez mes amis: au revoir et ayez un beau jour [goodbye and have a  good day!]



{December 1, 2010}   A very Happy Chanukah for me

Tonight is the first night of Chanukah, so those of you who don’t know me, now know I’m Jewish, hi. [Funny side note… I didn’t capitalize Jewish and my options were Jewish and Newish, hmmm]

Ok, so why am I writing about Chanukah, aside from the fact that it is a wonderful holiday filled with amazing stories and memories and spirituality? Well, yeah that too. I do have some amazing memories from when I was a child through adulthood. I remember being a kid and my christian friends being jealous that I got eight nights of presents, I always looked at them funny, ‘don’t you get a bunch of presents at Christmas’? well, yeah, ok, so mine are just spread out!

As you may have guessed by some of my writings, I am divorced, no duh. I’m not quite ready to share any particulars with you here today, but it happened over two years ago, in fact, I believe I was divorced on my birthday 2008, nice, huh? Well… let’s just say that 2008 was not my favorite year. I couldn’t seem to bring myself to celebrate anything, my birthday was sort of by force, my dad flew me up to spend a week with him and that was fantastic, I loved it, but if I had been home, I don’t know what I would have done. Thanksgiving was with the family up north, good plan again. Then came Chanukah… my family sent me some fantastic gifts, well, I assumed they were fantastic at the time and I say assumed, because I didn’t open but one gift and the only reason I opened that gift was that I was on the phone with my sister and I opened one of the gifts she gave me, from my niece EJS, how could I not open it, but… I didn’t light one menorah, I say one, because I have a collection.

Let’s digress… My menorah collection. It started when I moved to GA, my mother sent me with one from when I was a kid, it had the Maccabees on it, then I had the one I got from the Hillel [The Foundation for Jewish Campus Life] in college and then my ex gave me one to paint, very cool and here and there I have purchased a few, but, like most collections, people have given me some great ones. [I will make an addendum to this posting after Friday when I have opened the box with all the menorahs and light them!]. Most recently, my sister gave me a VW bus and a stained glass garden, my dad gave me one with cats and mice and another one of a motorcycle made of wrapped wire. What will they think of next? I made one for EJS out of FIMO, barnyard animals, TOO cute! Next year, her new sister, MGS will get her own. Mine is a collection that I am happy to add to each year, I will never turn one away and I know I will treasure each and every one of them and the best part, I will remember each person who gave me the menorah.

Back to why tonight is so special. As I mentioned, 2008 was a wee bit difficult for me. When it came time to celebrate Chanukah, I couldn’t. I couldn’t light one candle on a menorah, I just didn’t have the heart to do it. I love Chanukah, spending the time together each night, ensuring that we are together to light the lights and wish each other a Happy Chanukah, exchange a hug and or a kiss and then exchange a token with each other. Chanukah gifts don’t have to be extravagant, the next one doesn’t have to be bigger and/or better than the last, something I had to teach my ex about right from the beginning. When I was growing up, there were times I got things I needed, could have been socks and underwear, ok, let’s be real, they were more likely Underoos and who didn’t love Underoos [am I dating myself?], but it could also be a book, a game or a piece of jewelery, whatever it was, it came from the heart and the person giving the gift really took the time to think about what someone else might want. I remember torturing my mom one year, I bought the tiniest star necklace and thought it would be funny to wrap it and wrap it and wrap it… you get the picture.

When we were kids, we loved the fall festival at school, that meant a chance to bring our money with us to buy things for our families, it may have been junk, but it was something we thought mommy and daddy would just HAVE to have! Kind of like bringing your mom a bouquet of dandelions, she loved them all the while knowing they were weeds, but we picked them for her and she loved them!

As a family, we would have one big gift as a family, such as one year… wait for it… a COMMODORE 64!!! We were stylin’! It came with the OKIDATA printer and the cassette tape recorder and the FLOPPY DISK! NOT the 3.5 inch, we’re talking the five and a quarter or the 8 inch floppy disks… ACK! Most years, it was tickets to the Nutcracker Ballet by the City Company at Lincoln Center in NYC. [One year, Macaulay Culkin played the prince, another year, one of the children yelled out “C’mon on!] and this was fantastic, we would go every Christmas Eve and watch a matinee and then go to Balloons across the street for dinner. One year, someone asked if I was in the production, I was tickled!

So, if by now, you don’t think that I have great memories of Chanukah as a child and into my adulthood, go back to the beginning and start reading this again! Chanukah has always held such a special place in my heart and my life, I really love to see all my menorahs set  up on the dining room table, presents piled up is fun too, but when the candles are lit all at once, especially on the last night… what a sight to behold!

Back to our originally scheduled programming. So, there the gifts sat, on my dining room table for a few nights, then I just couldn’t handle the sight of them, these included gifts from some very special friends as well, and into the closet they went and there they sat… Last year, I was with my family for another holiday and I told them I needed to tell them something important; I told them that their gifts were in a closet, that I just didn’t have the heart or strength to open them, that I didn’t even celebrate Chanukah that year, all of this with tears in my eyes. They were very understanding and told me they wondered why I hadn’t said anything to them about the gifts they got me, but it made sense to them now and it was alright, when I was ready I would open them. It was still hard for me to tell them.

Every time I would go into that closet, I would see that bag, sometimes I would avoid looking down, sometimes I would glance at the bag. I knew I needed to pull the bag out and open the presents, I just couldn’t. I remember thinking maybe I’ll meet someone who will help me pull out the bag and just open them. I’ve had friends offer. I once pulled the bag out, sat down and started crying and had to put the bag back into the closet, I just wasn’t ready yet.

Recently, I started making a real effort to get my house picked up, packed up and in general ready for living in again. If it sells, great, if not, great, I am going to make it mine, all mine. [Another post for another day]. I was in the foyer and I said to myself, [nod to Mr. Pignatelli] “Self, open that closet, take the gifts out and OPEN THE DAMN THINGS!” Ok, I heard you loud and clear, I’m doing it! So, there  I sat, on the floor in my foyer, cats walking in and around and I picked each one up and opened them, that’s when I found the three newest menorahs [cat & mouse, garden & motorcycle] and some other fantastic gifts, including… a Monopoly game! Imagine that [another post]. I even found a fantastic menorah from dear sweet neighbors who have moved, DB & LB a Votive Menorah, how cool is that! and a charming pair of silver hoop earrings, exactly what I have been looking for lately. I am a very lucky woman to have friends and family who are so patient with and kind to me. People have stood by me through the worst times of my life and have helped me get through those times. Opening those gifts was a huge step and even though some people had offered to hold my hand or just do it for me, I couldn’t let them, I had to do it in my own time, in my own way and on my own, but I could feel them all there with me.

So… that is why tonight was so very important and special. I was excited to get home tonight, even though it was way after sundown when i got home, I was excited. I decided to pull down the VW Bus menorah, I put it on the stove top and I pulled out two candles, got them ready, smiled HUGE while I lit the shammus, held it, said the blessing over the candles, cried a little while I did it and then lit the first night’s light and stood back and looked at the light and beamed, possibly brighter than the lights from the menorah. I did it, I took that first step at living again, celebrating something that means so much to me realizing that I took my life back [there have been other steps along the way, but this one was really big for me] and I am ready to take on the world.

The gift I opened was from my sister, a Kermit the Frog notebook and another Kermit the Frog note set: notebook, pencils, pencil sharpener and a clip, does she know me or what? See, something simple, but SO me!

This coming Friday I am having some friends over to share the Festival of Lights with me, we’re going to light the lights, everyone will have their own menorah and depending on how many people are there, they could each have more than one! We’ll have some latkes and applesauce, play dreidle, get some gelt and just enjoy each other and the miracle of the season.

To those of you who celebrate Chanukah, may it be joyous and sweet and filled with much love, laughter, latkes and naches.



{November 17, 2010}   The Transformers

I was cleaning out my office and I found a copy of The Transformers, unopened; happy birthday/Chanukah to me! When it was time to take a break from cleaning, and I am doing a bang up job at that [4 bags of garbage and a whole “mess” of shredding and a lot of stuff for the next yard sale] I decided to have some chow and watch the Transformers. I am so glad that I did!

Everything about this movie is just perfect. When I was a kid, I watched The Transformers cartoon, it was great, always having fond memories of it and definitely something I could talk to other “kids” about when I got older, ok, other geeks… When I heard that they were making a live action movie I was stoked, I had a really good feeling about it, it was going to be good. I am pretty accurate when it comes to predictions about movies and I will admit that i have been wrong a few times, but not this time.

I LOVE THIS MOVIE! As evident by the fact that I saw it in the theater three times and then it was one of the movies I got to see in the Bahamas for free, I can’t remember if it was once or twice. There was an opportunity this summer at Screen on the Green, a great event in our wonderful Piedmont Park. The Screen on the Green Series might be something you have in your own city, they have a giant movie screen in the park and people come with picnics and friends and families and there is usually some form of entertainment from a radio station and at sundown, they start the movie, and one of the movies this summer, The Transformers. So, I digress as I always do…

Back to our regularly scheduled programming…

I sat in the theater excited for the movie to begin and I was not disappointed in the least. I have to say that Shai LeBouf, despite his bonehead antics off the screen, has become a good action star. I enjoyed his character, the reluctant hero who steps up to the plate and saves the day, hell, saves the planet! Megan Fox was great [pre HUGE pouting lips that totally distracted me during the next movie] as the sexy, smart chick who can fix a car, every guys dream, right? Cedric the Entertainer was a strange addition to the mix, but he was only in it for a few minutes, if it was longer, i don’t think it would have been good.

Then… came Bumblebee, driving onto the lot, the beat up yellow Camaro with black racing stripes, auto-bot emblem in the steering wheel, and so it begins. The car chooses the driver, not the other way around. As much as I love beetles and we both know how much I do, I would have taken that Camaro in less than a heartbeat, strictly because it was Bumblebee! And then when they were in the tunnel and Megan Fox makes a comment about him transforming back into a p.o.s. Camaro, hurt his feelings and he comes back as a brand new 2007 Camaro, ooooooh, I would take one of those in a skinny minute!

What did it for me? Optimus Prime! OMG! He came down to earth and transformed and that was it for me! The coolest part, the Autobots [Peter Cullen is Optimus Prime] were voiced by the original actors, the Decepticons were mixed, original and new, Hugo Weaving was Megatron, was I in heaven? Absolutely! All the characters were perfect!

Some of my favorite moments? One was for my computer geek buds, when the little deceptibot was on Air Force One and they pulled the plug, he banged his head on the computer screen when it crashed. Then, when Josh Dummel’s character was making a call to the Pentagon and the operator was Indian call center operator. Sam Whitwickey’s parents were a riot, perfect in their roles and John Turturo, in a role that he was made for! What a goob!

A lot of action movies, especially ones that use computer generated [CG] effects, can seem hoaky and they seem to take forever, this one had none of that. Even when Josh Dummel’s character jumped on a crotch rocket and then slid on his back under one of the Decepticons to destroy it. Everything had a realist feel, never losing a moment of action, kept me riveted and, I will admit freely, choked up on occasion. When they had Bumblebee tied down, it was so sad, he was hurt and struggling, I wanted to jump through the screen, untie him and make everything better!

Could the soundtrack have been more perfect? Nope, don’t think so. It really is true that sound makes a movie, try to watch a movie without a soundtrack in the background,you feel oddly out of place. Am I gushing on this film, you’re darn tootin’ and it’s my blog, so there!

As I sit here watching this movie, i am riveted to my seat and I am loving it all over again, and I am sure I will watch it over and over and over again and never lose that sense of wonder and excitement, much as I get when I watch the Bad News Bears winning, I still get tense watching Luke Skywalker take off his computer to use the force to get that shot into the Death Star, Dorothy and friends are being chased into the tower of the Wicked Witch of the West’s castle, before she throws water on her and melts her [PLEASE tell me I’m not giving something away here!].

All in all, I was ‘transformed’  by this movie. Not sure what I was transformed to but it sounded good. I give this movie five headlights [get the auto reference?].



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