Friday, April 29, 2011


Dear Fatimah Hachalil,

It was fun chatting.  After we hung up I thought about your comment (in the seconds I was able to hold a thought before it floated away) "I like talking to you, it feels like we spoke yesterday".  I realized that even though I hadn't thought it, you really did miss me and that you are one of  few rare friendships that no matter how long goes in between our conversations, you are just ingrained into the mapping of my life irrespective of time or space. A-W-E-S-O-M-E.

Lila Tov.

Friday, April 22, 2011

Super blogger- not.

I always thought I'd be a super blogger.  I have tons of thoughts swimming 'round the ol' noggin and usually grab a pen and paper anyway. But- through this blogging experience- i realized that to a certain extent-blogging can be a wee bit tough.  For one,  I try not to write the creme de' la' creme of the personal thoughts.  For another, I sometimes just feel like jotting a line or two down, and I felt that wouldn't get bloggers interested in reading my blog- until I noticed that nearly a month has gone by since my last musing here or here.

A few days ago, I started to read The Pilgrimage,by Paulo Cuehlo.  I don't read his books too often because I get lost in them and then in my own head- comparing the tests and lessons.  And I started thinking- how foolish it was not to throw out the random line or two of thoughts or even---the unfinished post. So, I decided to be *daring today.

'Course, change isn't easy, I have 3 unfinished drafts that I'm not quite read to post- but may or may not force myself to. If I do, it will be completely out of chronological order with lots of "10 days ago but 3 days after" type of stuff.

So, I'm home, working on a project with a programmer who sits in India, and watching Mary Poppins on TV- who-highly respected nanny or not, she clearly didn't know that giving kids 'a spoonful of sugar' makes them hyper not sleepy. And with all the cannonballs shot by the pirate next door to where magical Ms. Poppins worked, breaking all their collectibles- it leads to the question- why didn't the family nail down or remove the fragile f#$%^^# knick knacks.  And, why didn't they complain to their local municipality about the damage and ruckus the cannonballs made? And why didn't Mary put a spell on the damn pirate to be nicer?
Uchhh. When sweet childhood movies annoy, it means turn them off until you have your own kids to watch fall under the magic spell and before you taint your own memories forever.

See- perhaps that was best left and unwritten thought? I'm tired and need to go for a run for an upper. But instead, here I sit online while my programmer moves at a snails pace at something I am rushing to complete.  So Mary it is. And perhaps a large glass of Brandy.....


Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Oy Vey

I'm busy. Not super busy where I cannot breath- but definitely busy.  I'm creating a new user interface, re-brand and new site and marketing materials for the company I work for.  I have been here about 6 months and have learned a lot about certain technologies that before were only a logo I may have seen in passing.  It's a lot of information to wrap your mind around ad it has taken some time-  I have time to do it all- but since most of my life has been about work and building my own personal business plan and trying- unsuccessfully thus far- to find investors for a non tech product-I have created- It's all work and no play.  I go out of course with friends, dates etc- But it sometimes feels like too may things are unsettled and it's all on me.

And this last week has been super busy- I'm watching Oliver my former foster dog ( adopted by my neighbor) for the last week or so- as my friend's dad had to unexpectedly have a triple bypass in the UK.  Then Ruby hurt her leg and is on 7 days of bed rest and painkillers- I was instructed by my vet to carry her up and down the stairs but Ruby weighs nearly 40lbs and it would mean carrying her-in an awkward position up and down 3 flights of stairs, 3 times a day.  After one day- I was so sore-I was shocked at how weak my arms were. yikes.  So we are both walking up and down very slowly.  And- my fridge is having a slow and steady demise.  I see I have only a few days left before she gives up and I buy a new one.  Again I will need more movers. It's never ending here.

So basically 99% of my life is work, obligation and sleep.  The other 1% is fun.  Not a good balance. It's not so much hectic as the feeling that no matter what I do- nothing seems to go anywhere- That is the hardest part I think. Because it serves to make you feel like doing less, not more.  And I think doing more makes more happen. Sigh.  Lots to do.  I'll be happy when these major projects are live.  At least this week is the holiday-I get to be at home most days and work in a relaxed quiet way with music blasting. That's always more fun.  I'll get in some extra workouts- bc you can never be too rich or in shape enough (instead of too thin).  Ok boring post- but the blog is where I vent these days.