I was trying to make a list of all the things I’m grateful for, but instead I became overwhelmed with all the things that are horrible right now and keep me in a state of never-ending depression and anxiety.
Hamas- deaths caused by Hamas, rapes by Hamas, destruction of a people by Hamas, the rise of anti-Semitism caused by Hamas lies and propaganda (Ok- anti-Semitism has been here since time immemorial, Hamas just brushed off the small amount of dirt
We have been very blessed to have had Bunky in our lives for the last 14 years.
We got him from a small rescue, KISS (Kitties in need of Someone Special) in September 2007 when he was only seven weeks old. He was a lilac point- Siamese mix, who someone ludicrously had named Brandy Alexander! We took him and his new sister (aka Smidget) home, and proceed to ferret out his REAL cat name—Bunky, (short for rambunctious!)
When I was a little girl, my mother had this dress, a bubble dress. I think it was in a soft blue, green color. More than the dress however, I remember the spike heels. My mother was five feet (with great legs) and I’m sure the spike heels helped a lot with my Dad who was 6’3”.
I remember that when my sisters got to a certain age, they started with the spike heels, and I would try walking in … Read the rest
I am grateful to Sirius which has a Broadway channel.
And I am grateful to my mother who shared with me her love of Broadway musicals.
I didn’t have the relationship I would’ve liked with my mother. She was a difficult woman, who, in all fairness, had had a difficult, if not unfathomable first twenty years. And I was probably not a child she felt a particular affinity for. Independent, argumentative, strong-willed, emphatic, dramatic, uninterested in all the predictable girl … Read the rest
There are a lot of things in life that don’t manage to live up to one’s dream of it.
For example, I can remember a bar mitzvah of a boyfriend that I was so excited about—and not only did it not live up to my fantasy, he actually wound up inviting another girl three days before the big day!
Vacations have often been like that as well. I think about them for months, about how I’m going to relax, read … Read the rest
I don’t use the word skeevy very often. In fact, I can’t remember the last time I used it. But it was the first word that came to my mind when I came home to find a host of ants in my kitchen feeding off some cat spit up.
Perhaps it is a stereotypical girl thing that I don’t like bugs, or snakes for that matter, but I don’t often come across snakes in New York City. But bugs, well … Read the rest
