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Thursday, January 15, 2015

Pick up, pick up- It's Bubbe!! It's just who I am

I recently returned from a land down under...where something something and men plunder and something else happens and they just dance and then all share a Vegemite sandwich! Sorry Men at Work... I'm bad at lyrics- it's just who I am! And that brings me to my topic today.  Being who you are, but more importantly appreciating others for who they are.  I realized that my well planned spreadsheet of where we were going and what we were doing never accounted for my favorite part of vacation- the people.  Doreen from New Jersey, there with her family to celebrate her oldest son Blair's birthday and he shared our affinity for the pimp cup light up goblet.  We struck up a conversation because she loved our tiaras ( standard fare at Disney at all and any times) and she was the sweetest, nicest woman with the politest, cutest son!  And then there was the sweet little Jewish Grandma stereotype come to life " pick up, pick up, It's Bubbe!  I need to talk to Stu... Do you think he'd like a sweatshirt? ". And my favorite, the grown up who needed a nap too!  Because Disney will make you feel like a kid again, complete with the burning need for a nap.

 And these are just a few examples of the wonderfulness of people you encounter directly or less so in the course of vacation.  Somewhere a Canadian family will remember that crazy American lady who insisted on paying for their funnel cakes because the magic band system wasn't working and they didn't have much cash on them after we spent 20 minutes in line.  And I know that my daughter Lily and I will never forget the Fantasmic show getting rained out, racing through flooded streets happily splashing along as we were already soaked and getting to the bus back to our resort.  It could easily have been a miserable ride, all soaking wet, but a little boy started singing Christmas carols and a whole bus full of people joined in.  And started new songs and kept going all the way home in one of the greatest for the love of the moment, no pay off expressions of holiday spirit- we felt special and it's brought a tear to my eye and a renewed sense of gratitude that people are generally good, and kind and wonderful.  And here was the spirit of the season in each of us.  And I felt a little lighter knowing that for as much as you hear about people who do terrible thing to others, there are decent good and kind people out there too.  They work hard to be the kind of person you want to run across and have a conversation with about what's good in this world and the little things that make it so.  The time when people ask you to watch their stuff so they can take a little one to the potty- the trust they place in a stranger because you are nice and have honest eyes.  When I look back on this vacation, it's the crossing paths with others and hearing a snippet of their story, a quick cross section moment inherited from their real lives that sticks with me, that fascinates me.  Finding those pockets of commonality and interest with our fellow humans and interacting because or despite of them. When I vacation, and people want to see my favorite picture, it will be this one- the one that shows us how much we are all alike no matter where we're from.  When you're at DisneyWorld, everyone needs a nap!

Saturday, December 6, 2014

These are a few of my favorite things...2014 edition

2014 has been a pretty kick ass year, I have to say.  After 2012 and 2013, there was a lot of uphill territory , because of all the, you know- death, disease, divorce, dating, desertion, devastation, douchebags and all the other bad D-words you can think of!  But 2014? 2014 has been like a magical all better button.  I came back to sanity, put my life back together and had probably the best year of my career. So, with no further ado and no other nonsense either, here is my top ten favorite things list from 2014:

10. Outlander on T.V.
9.  Weekend laziness with family together time
8. Savoring the moments
7. Great company culture
6. Boots-lots of boots
5. Life changing ADD diagnosis
4. Drugs for fixing the ADDs
3. People who are willing to see you, believe in you and support you
2. Love - the real deal, always and forever kind, really really
1. Finding my fierce again


Also- in no particular order- I love- Bare Minerals liquid foundation, Drew Barrymore's entire Flower makeup line, Bobbi Brown cosmetics, Pinterest and Netflicks binge marathons.

That is all.


Sunday, November 16, 2014

Real Housewives of I love Andy Cohen-Mazel! UPDATED- why I want to Work for Andy Cohen

Have you ever watched the Real Housewives? Of Atlanta, Orange County, anywhere that is so not reality?  Those bitches are crazy!!!  But I can't look away, and Andy Cohen is a crazy genius.  I want to put him in my pocket and carry him everywhere and hear his snarky voice, see his fantastic expressions/reactions and have him as a partner in crime.
And how great is his gig? Have you ever seen Watch What Happens Live?  Talking and drinking and playing games? I love when my Andy gets a little tipsy and raunchy!  I know there's way more to it than what we see on the air, but really, it doesn't suck!  I'd love a job where I could drink and make fun of people and get paid!  I mean I do all those things, but the get paid part is separate and I have to do an actual job in addition to making fun of people and drinking- and those not at work... But maybe when I grow up I'll get to meet him and be on his show!  Mazel!

UPDATE:  tonight, I happened upon Watch What Happens Live behind the Scenes.  I really didn't think it was possible to love Andy Cohen any more than I already do- but I was SOOOOO WRONG!  One segment in particular convinced me that I need to work on Andy's show...the doorbell.  Andy gets surprise visitors to the Clubhouse and they ring the doorbell.  The childlike glee and wonderment on Andy's face every time is just the stuff that dreams are made of.  His producers were like" I get to push the button, and it's the best!"  Andy's combination of small child charm and grown up gay man snarky are the engaging joy that makes him a Pop Culture Icon he is.  No one else could pull off his jumping around in manic excitement followed by a dirty innuendo quite the way my Andy does! I want him to be my gay boyfriend and we could go around being joyful and excited and unfreeze Manhattanites hearts! He would be the best person to hang out with and I would be a joyful, snarky cohost!  We'd have the best time Evah!! C'mon Andy, whadda ya say? 

Thursday, October 16, 2014

Vegas suitcase update

I got several requests for info on where I bought my Vegas Suitcase (T.J. Maxx) but sadly it doesn't seem to still be available.  I did, however, find this Vegas suitcase option on Overstock.com which looks to still be for sale! For Lesly from the UK  who was looking for one for her daughter, this might work!

http://www.overstock.com/Luggage-Bags/Rockland-Las-Vegas-20-inch-Lightweight-Hardside-Spinner-Carry-on-Luggage/7523608/product.html

Eeeee-Boolllaaaaaaaaaa

First let me say that I do realize that Ebola is real and people have died and may be dying from this disease.  I do not Write this post with the intention to insult these people or their families in any way or to minimize what they are facing/dealing with.  Having said that, if you are any of those people, you should probably stop reading now because it's about to get all insensitive up in here!

This is just a quick post on the Ebola media blitz, my perception of it and random weird thoughts on the topic.

1. As indicated by the title of this post, every time I hear or read Ebola, I sing it in my head to the tune of the Ricola commercials.  You know, with the guy in lederhosen and the giant horn ?  I am a sick twisted person, long established fact.

2. Now that the disease has possibly travelled along to Northeast Ohio (where I live) as an unwelcome companion on a flight to Cleveland, I am slightly more paranoid than I normally would be.about germs- even though I rationally know that the chance of spreading outside of the body of an infected person is slight.

3. The nurse who just had to get to Akron came home to do wedding planning- REALLY?? Thank you so very much for deciding that your dress fitting, cake tasting or whatever Bridezilla activities you needed to do were more important than the risk, however slight, that you may be spreading a plague across the country with your selfish self.

That is all.

Wednesday, October 1, 2014

Holy crap, it's candy season again- also Outlander photo recaps that are totes hilarious and you need to see...

Well, it's been awhile friends! And once again, summer slid completely away without me noticing and now- somehow, suddenly, it's candy season! That's right , candy season! Not familiar? It's the period of time between the first bag of candy corn popping up on the shelves of Target and the last stray Cadbury eggs on clearance.  So if this were a word problem it would read a little something like this:

If I start to see candy corn on the shelves in mid July, and Cadbury Eggs are on the shelves until roughly mid- June,  and I have the self control of a three year old, how much weight can I lose before going on vacation in approximately 79 days?  And the answer to that would be none.  Nada,zip, zero and zilch.  Which is going to be really awesome when I have to put on that bathing suit, let me tell you! Of course, it will be December and I'll be swimming instead of shoveling snow, and one or two pool drinks later I won't care even the tiniest bit, so all good in the hood!

To shift gears- one of my favorite book series has been turned into a T.V. Show- and quite well done  (although my Mom said it's a little pornographic after I told her to watch and she ordered Starz just to see it- she said she'll keep watching though- lol)!  That show is of course, Outlander based on the series by the wonderful Diana Gabaldon .  And that led to a Facebook page by the author and a truly hilarious and enjoyable photo recap which I am linking you to here:

Photo re-caps from atom1cflea tumbler

Not sure if I've credited the right person, but I hope so, because dear God they are a genius.
Well that didn't turn out as planned- so click on the link- you'll thank me later! I take all forms of
Halloween candy and liquor !

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

We are here

I started out writing a post about some silly things that brought me a little joy this week, but in the face of Robin Williams committing suicide, I couldn't post it.  I couldn't say that little things that bring me joy and that help me keep darkness at bay are some kind of panecea- that if we all take time to notice and appreciate all of the little wonderments around us, then we can't help but appreciate life and know that it's more good than bad.  That's just not true. Maybe not for anyone but me.  And I couldn't be a distraction without being trivial as some bloggers with more wisdom, experience and talent have been able to do.  Because we need happy in a world that, too often, is a sad, sad place.  I just couldn't be the one to provide that right now.   

What it comes down to is that no matter what we say, no matter what works for one of us to distract, to deflect or to distance us from our own inner demons or the darkness of the world, we have no idea what is going on inside someone else's head.  We have no idea what pain lives in another and we have no idea how someone else can cope or can get to a point when they can't.  We have no freaking idea.  We don't know, we can't know unless someone tells us.  But often they can't - that's the problem- they can't tell us or anyone- they can't be their authentic self or maybe they are so busy being strong for everyone else, they feel like there's nowhere to lean. 

I don't have any answers or profound wisdom to share- I don't know what I'm even trying to say at this point...except maybe to say- try not to make anyone's day worse and try to make someone's day better.  And know that you're not alone in this world- even when you most feel like you are.  

To go back to the wise words of Dr. Seuss, as I so often do... 
" We are here, we are here, we are HERE!" 
Horton Hears a Who