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Friday, July 31, 2009
It's Friday morning, and I have a lot to do. I did laundry, finally, after the nine days we had to avoid it. Actually, laundry is my favorite of the housework chores.
I still have to cook for Shabbat and clean. No, I don't clean like this guy.
I try not to waste water. Shabbat is approaching. It's really time to sing.
Organizing My Way To Success
I set up a couple of daily reminders which appear at the top of my inbox every morning. One is to send an update to Yehudit, my Life Coach. I've been doing this for a couple of months, and it's very helpful.
As I've blogged before, I start my day at the computer, drinking water and then coffee and then "eliminating." I get up very early, so that I can do all this without pressure. Once I read that you must "eliminate" old food before adding new each day. It makes sense. Constipation is a cause of all sorts of medical problems. People who are too busy and too rushed slow down their biological systems and clog their bodies with toxic poisons.
This gives me relaxed computer time for emails and blogging.
Over the past few years, like many closet/amateur/would-be writers, I've begun quite a few books and never finished any. One got close, but then a computer virus eradicated it.
Recently, with the encouragement of my coach, I prioritized and decided which book should get the focus. But I still had trouble forcing myself to write. Procrastination is my middle name!
Then it hit, I just need to set up another daily reminder. So now, I try to follow it and write a few lines, barely a page, sometimes more and sometimes less, but I write. As soon as I finish my daily lines/chapter, I email it to my gmail account, which automatically goes to my yahoo, too. That way it's stored and saved.
Thursday, July 30, 2009
I decided to sleep later than usual, and due to the heat, I transferred to the couch. One peculiar dream was about a dog, that had attached itself to me. I kept trying to signal people to get the dog away, since I'm quietly phobic, but the dog was somehow under me. Maybe I felt the leather couch.
Another dream had something to do with going back to teaching. Yes, it seems like I am, at least for a few weeks as a substitute. I got a call from one of the largest girls high schools in the country. It's conveniently nearby. And they need someone to take a few classes. At first they asked for two, and then they wanted four. I declined, because four are too many. I'm game for three, but now we're negotiating about which three.
I need the money, and I'm sure that my lack of energy is a result of the fact that I'm bored and have nothing much to do. Energy generally expands with need... up to a point, like a balloon. There's a limit. So, we'll see what happens. As I said, it's just for a few months. And the traveling conditions are much easier and the school is tops. A friend reminded me that in my previous school the fact that the kids didn't work was draining. When kids work, it's more stimulating.
I still want to continue with the diet coaching.
Wednesday, July 29, 2009
Today's Pre and Post Fast Super Vegetable Soup
Tonight is the 9th of Av, and yes, it's a 25 hour fast. It starts before dusk and ends the next night in darkness.
I've been varying my vegetable soups recently. I made a pasta-less Minestrone three weeks ago. My classic vegetable soup is based on split peas, but honestly, it doesn't matter what exactly is put in it, it's always delicious and fantastically easy to make.
You don't need an exact recipe.
Today's soup is with light brown lentils. There's a brand pre-cleaned (bugless and stoneless) so I didn't have to spend time checking. The lentils cook up very quickly.
In one covered pot I put the lentils will boiling water and had them cook for awhile. When they began to soften I turned off the flame. Then I cut some onions and carrots and sauteed them in oil in another, larger pot. When they began to soften, I added the lentils, liquid, more boiling water, some sweet potato and a couple of stalks of celery. I also added some tomato paste for extra flavor, and then some salt and pepper.
After about 40 minutes I turned it off.
Why Blame The Cabby?
Years ago, in the days when either there wasn't car airconditioning or windows were still left open, people would hear the child crying, or if the kid was asleep, the car air was safer. Also, years ago you didn't have a carseat for every kid up to school age.
There's news now of a Boston cabby who drove a family home from the airport in one of those large bus-like vans. He checked as well as he could from the outside and trusted the family to take all their valuables. Yep! They left a sleeping baby. He's in legal hot water, and the parents aren't.
I'm sure that they counted their suitcases...
Could It Be The Coffee?
I drink two very giant mugs of coffee every morning as I type/blog/answer email etc. This is good coffee, made in one of those electric filter coffeemakers. I use good Turkish (Israeli) coffee. Then I add some milk and just a bit of sugar.
Then sometime after starting mug #2, there's a heatwave.
During the day I don't drink coffee, just water, so it's not like I'm a total/true coffee addict. On Shabbat I drink a large mug of instant coffee.
Even though my hair is pretty short, I feel like I've just been shampooed, all wet. And even when I walk too much during the day, I don't feel this sweated up, f'shvit'd.
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Tagged: "Seven Things I Love "
- I love my kids and grandkids, and if I was in the mood to cheat, I'd just list their names, and I've have more than a total of seven. But though that may be OK on a technicality, since most people do mention their family, I understand that we're supposed to list "things" and not people...
- I love it when people tell me that I've lost weight, which I have. I really get a kick out the those who tell me: "Enough is enough." My normal weight used to be much less than I weigh now, and I was considered fat. OK, overweight then.
- Let's stick with the ego stuff, just a bissel more. I love it when people claim that they don't believe I'm as old as I am. But the bus drivers haven't refused me the senior ticket yet, so maybe I do look my age. (Women start the discount younger than men.)
- This is getting harder. Maybe I should have just listed my children and grandchildren... OK, more ego stuff. I love it when people tell me that they read my blog.
- Why am I writing such selfish stuff? I love exercising in the water. The Nine Days are tough. It's the middle of the summer and the pool is closed!
- I love it that there's a pool very close to my house. It's open only three months a year, but that's better than not at all and having to travel all year long.
- I love living in Shiloh and feeling the Holiness here and I also love my neighbors. B"H, I'm blessed.
Now, for the seven lucky bloggers, who I hope will forgive me, please!!
Here in HP, Ilana-Davita, Esser Agaroth, Seraphic Secret, Isramom, Beneath the Wings and The Rebbetzin's Husband.
Of course, anyone else who'd like to do this is invited!
Today's hot, and even if it's not a scorcher, I shouldn't have done so much walking. Three, too long to call them strolls, walks in Jerusalem.
And of course I haven't been drinking enough, nor eating enough. I can feel my body protesting. Even my knees, which have been enjoying the lighter load, 30 pounds (13 kilo) less, aren't happy.
And in 24 hours we start the 25 hour Tisha B'Av fast. I had better start rehydrating pronto!
Is It Just My Computer?
My body needs major refill, and it's just a day before Tisha B'Av starts. One must be very well hydrated before a twenty-five (25) hour fast.
I have to buy a slew of gifts for the many weddings we're invited to in the next couple of weeks.
I was offered a temporary job... It won't be easy, but I need the money. It doesn't start yet.
I've been facebooking more than previously. My computer doesn't have the strength/memory whatever to keep so many programs open all the time.
On with the day...
Monday, July 27, 2009
The Waiting Bug
It's late and I'm tired, so please just click here to see them on Shiloh Musings.
Sunday, July 26, 2009
School Debut, HH #227
Starting The Week With A Bissel Visiting
Veteran jbloggers must remember the great jblogging couple, the bagelblogger and his baleboosteh. Well, they have news. They began JPIX, after I mused how it would be nice to have a jpblog picture carnival. Consider this a reminder to send in your posts. I'm, G-d willing, hosting the next one.
A new jblogger on the block, the creative Jewish mom shows us how she celebrated her daughter's 7th birthday. Mazal Tov!
Leora blogs about famous farewells. It's not about Rhett Butler. Read the comments.
RivkA prefers shaving it off, rather than "extreme thinning." Refuah shleimah RivkA bat Tzirrel, and while you're praying, please add another few names, Tinok ben Liba Faiga, Neomi Rivka bat Bluma, Pnina bat Sofia Zlata. AMEN!
Irina's in Solitary Confinement studying for the Bar. Good luck!
Jacob Da Jew wonders if he should censor his kids' music.
Aussie Dave posts Reel Life in Gaza, not your usual Gaza story. It reminds me of a fact few people remember or know. Until the time of the Hebron riots/massacre in 1929, there was a Jewish community in Gaza. Gaza's history includes Jews; it wasn't a totally Arab city until very recently.
Harry Potter fans should enjoy Ya'aqov's post.
I prefer real life, like in Baka Diary.
This proposal to supplement the budget of a home for the severely retarded in Israel is worth reading.
Although this isn't Seraphic Secret's most recent post, it leads into one I really like.
Ricki's Mom is also a "A “Real” Grandmother," a fact she rarely blogs about.
Last week was pretty busy in Shiloh. We had a very special guest, and I had a nice group for Rosh Chodesh Prayers at Tel Shiloh.
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Naturally Not Natural
A recent pet peeve concerns the use of the term "natural" for things which don't seem natural to me.
I know people who "juice" their foods, rather just cutting, biting, chewing and cooking them. They claim they eat "natural." I consider "juicing" to be unnatural, a way of processing food. Extracting the juice and throwing out the fiber, the roughage isn't natural.
They need enormous quantities of fruits and vegetables and sprouts etc to make a cup of juice. Naturally, that's a waste of good food.
Some of those same people do that colon cleaning. I don't think it's natural to do repeated regular enemas.
Maybe if they ate naturally whole foods, instead of juicing, they wouldn't need artificial methods to empty their colons...
So naturally, I realized that my friend was getting rather upset, so I told her that I'm stupid and I see this very simplistically, naturally....
I am so miserably hot. I hate to complain,but my clothes are stuck to me.
I know that there are climates much hotter and much, much more humid.
So, please forgive my complaints.
Friday, July 24, 2009
The Nine Days, No Swimming!
All the clothes have been laundered before Rosh Chodesh, the first of the month of Av.
I feel like I'm swimming in sweat, all wet. Not pleasant. No, the house isn't air conditioned, just a fan and the shades are down. And the ceiling fan doesn't work. And I think that a mosquito attacked me last night. And my head is wet, although I just had my hair cut pretty short before the Three Weeks.
I'm wondering if I should just let the strawberries die, dry up. So much water and I can't remember the last time we actually had some to harvest...
Sorry for the summer kvetches and rants...
Thursday, July 23, 2009
Another Good News - Bad News Scenario
I have a couple of shawls in my "box" along with the Holy Books I use for praying. I hope I'll be warm enough. If not, it's a short walk home.
Since they began the renovations and took out the toilets, our home has one of the closest.
After years of complaining that there aren't enough seats, I can't complain that there's building going on.
The "Nine Days" Cooking
Shabbat is the exception, meaning that either we have to cook meat and poultry in exact quantities or foods which can be easily frozen. An additional tip would be to make sure that all the side dishes are totally parve, so the left-overs can be served with dairy meals during the days leading up to Tisha B'Av.
Considering that more and more people are discovering that they're allergic to dairy/milk and/or lactose intolerant, lots of cheese dishes aren't the solution to "what to serve during the nine days." Celiac, a wheat allergy, is also becoming more well-known, so not everyone can fill up on breads, pastas and dough-based recipes.
That leaves us with lentils, rice etc, unless you're on a low carb diet like I am. Don't forget the fish and tofu. But tofu, and other soy proteins, aren't recommended for all. They mimic female hormones, so males, especially young boys shouldn't eat it too often, and little girls shouldn't either, since it may contribute to early puberty. I find that I can only handle very small portions, or I get stomach pain.
Fish, vegetables and salad are looking better and better. So are eggs. Recently, I've come across more and more articles contradicting what has been popular diet/health theories of the last fifty years. Eggs and full-fat dairy are now recommended. Eggs are the perfect complete protein. They're filling, nutritious and have iron, too. Yes, you must eat the complete egg to enjoy its health benefits.
Experts are now realizing that low and zero fat dairy aren't really good for you. They leave an aching hunger causing binging, and if you don't eat enough cholesterol, your body will over-produce it. We're satisfied eating much less, when there's fat as an integral part of the food.
Fatty fish are credited with reducing the chances of dementia. A small portion is very filling.
There's plenty to eat during the Nine Days. There's no need to fill up on breads and other carbohydrates. Base your meals on fish, eggs and full-fat dairy. Full-fat dairy is less irritating to those who are sensitive to milk products.
Remember, there's nothing natural about skimmed milk and zero percent yogurt. Many of the fat reduced products have more sugars, like from corn syrup.
Read ingredients carefully. Most yogurts aren't just fermented milk. The fewer ingredients the better!
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Yes, that's the flower. I remember it in all different colors. And it wasn't surrounded by the stones you see in this picture.
There was lots of sand. When I was growing up, Jones Beach, the enormous complex/series of beaches in eastern Long Island, New York, was full of those flowers. Even today, I smell those flowers, my body expects the odor of a sea breeze to join the sweetness. When only dust joins, my body is disappointed. It is such a physical memory.
KCC, Illustrated to Perfection
Another Birthday Dinner
Next year we'll both have our 40th anniversaries, five days apart. We ought to start planning how to celebrate forty years of marriage.
Multi-Lingual, What Happened To Our Brains?
The more languages a person knows, the easier it is to understand and learn newer ones. And the younger a person is when he/she learns, the easier it is.
When a child is exposed to multiple languages from day one, they are part of his/her speech, basic linguistic development, not "extra" languages.
Just like the medical experts who interfered so in infant feeding that few babies since the twentieth century are given mother's milk until old enough to eat regular food, modern educators and speech therapists made all sorts of rules and charts and insisted that it's "too difficult" for a baby or young child to absorb multiple languages, creating a mono-lingual society.
Suddenly, multilingualism became a rarity. The children of multilingual parents who grew up hearing only one language only found learning a second language in school impossibly difficult.
When I was growing up in mid-twentieth century U.S.A., learning a foreign language was considered "only for the brightest." It was rare to be exposed to a foreign language until high school. When that's the case, it is hard to learn a second language.
It's easiest and best to make sure children grow up on more than one language. It's a painless way of learning. The brain develops in a more flexible way, making it easier to learn more and more languages.
Don't listen to the "experts" who claim that it's best to perfect one before learning another. They're wrong. Even children of lower than average intelligence can be bilingual if that's what they're exposed to.
My five kids all had different patterns in their early speech development. My oldest kids heard mostly English and just a bit of Hebrew when we were out. The younger ones heard mostly Hebrew, except from me. At times they "stopped" using English and only spoke Hebrew to me, but by adolescence they were all bilingual.
A Health "How To..."
You never know where you can pick up good ideas and information. So, take a look.
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
Sparkling Minestrone Vegetable Soup
Usually, I make a split pea soup, but I didn't have any peas on hand. Instead I found a package of mixed beans, which, as you can see, included:
I checked them for bugs and stones and then left them to soak in hot, boiling water. After it cooled, I poured out the water and added more. I've read that beans are digested better if you change the water. Whether it's true or not, I don't know.
Since the beans began to get soft, it was time for stage two of the cooking. I added more boiling water to the beans and began cooking them for real, not just soaking.
In a larger pot, I put sliced onions, carrots and squash and sauteed them in vegetable oil.
Once the vegetables were partially cooked, I poured in the beans, plus the bean liquid and cooked everything together.
Since I'm trying to cut the carbs, I added some tomato paste for extra flavor. That gave me a low carbohydrate Minestrone style vegetable soup. I added whatever seasonings smelled right to me, like salt, pepper, garlic, parsley. These are all standards I keep in my pantry.
It's funny how the soup sparkles. I guess the flash played on the oil. It really tasted good, and my husband even complimented me on it.
The best thing is that it is very easy to make.
I Hope I Fixed My Washing Machine
Bad news. I quickly closed the door and tried to get it in the drain and spin cycle, but it was too heavy to spin and no water came out of the hose.
Over the next few hours, I "wagged" the hose in a threatening way and kept spinning the dial, urging it to behave, expel the water, rinse and spin away. In addition I opened and cleaned out the filter, while tons of dirty, soapy, smelly water flooded the house.
Eventually, I was satisfied that the wash was laundered to a level of cleanliness to be safely hung in the sun.
Then, I let the machine convalesce a few days before attempting another wash. This was easier. The hose only needed a bit of wagging until it filled with dirty water, sort of like neurological "patterning."
So, I didn't call a repairman. The past few washes were uneventful, thank G-d. Today, I have a lot of laundry to do. It's the last laundry day for almost two weeks. According to the Jewish Calendar, tonight heralds Rosh Chodesh Av, the beginning of the nine days leading up to our most serious day of mourning, Tisha (the 9th of) B'Av. The Ashkenaz (European) Jewish custom is not to launder until noontime on the 10th of Av. Our local swimming pool will also be closed for regular swimming for those ten days.
Refuah Shleimah for A Baby and...
Monday, July 20, 2009
Better Food Pyramid
Not everyone does well, keeps a healthy weight, on the classic which is based on carbohydrates. This food pyramid is based on low carbs, on vegetables.
Eating Disorders, Not For Me!
I've been overweight for about fifteen years, if not longer. Even after giving birth to five kids, full nine month plus pregnancies and normal sized babies, I had a very small waist. Then, suddenly it seemed, my waist was gone and my clothes didn't fit properly.
I had always prided myself on being able to belt my dresses within a week of giving birth, and suddenly something was wrong.
People began telling me that it would be more flattering to hide my waist under long, full tops. Soon after I discovered the "fat lady stores" where I could buy clothes so large I didn't have to worry that I'd stretch them or outgrow them. That was the beginning of my "acceptance" of the new me. I have no idea why I didn't fight the bulge.
Over the years I tried various exercises and fitness routines, but I didn't try diet.
Even last winter, when I was offered the free diet, I wasn't willing to admit that it's all in what we eat.
In a sense I don't consider myself "on a diet," because as I've said before:
"Dieting is a temporary solution to a permanent problem."
- I don't eat diet food.
- I still have sugar with my coffee.
- I eat regular yogurt and drink regular milk.
- I eat chicken with its skin.
- I eat frequently and don't allow myself to get hungry.
- I do limit my protein, fats and fruit each day.
- But I have enough fruit, generally three servings, so that my body has plenty of sugar in it.
- I've eliminated high glycemic carbohydrates.
- I get my carbs from cooked vegetables and fruit.
- I eat lots of cooked vegetables and raw salads.
- I'm not hungry, nor do I feel "deprived."
- I enjoy my food!
I've been counseling people who want to lose weight. Contact me at shilohmuse at gmail dot com
Some people don't like my method, because it's "too easy." I like it, because I can live on it. All those strict, painful diets cause people to flee and go off it. What's the point?
Israeli Restaurant Site
As part of the search, my husband found this site on the internet. It's a general site/source, and not all the featured restaurants are kosher. But they do indicate which are and what sort of kashrut standards. You can also check out the menu and specials etc.
The listing is pretty complete, unlike eluna which demands payment from the restaurants. I was also searching the internet and discovered other sites, but they hadn't been updated for years. A lot of information was out of date.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
My Friends Need Your Prayers
You don't have like Harry Potter to...
Sometimes I think I'm one of the only people in the world who hasn't even read a paragraph of it. But... I always read Havel Havelim! You should, too!
There's Nothing Like Dieting To Make People Gain Weight!
Then I learned the trick, adjusted the diet I got from Start Fresh and I began to lose weight. I sure don't feel like I'm dieting. Of course, there are things I don't eat, but I don't feel deprived refusing them. I eat so many other foods which fill me up and keep me satisfied.
I'm not the only person touting the method. I find more and more articles refuting the old mantra which proclaimed:
"The best way to lose weight is to keep your mouth shut. Don't eat."
"Eat, and eat frequently! Just eat the right foods in the right proportions."
Veteran dieters have trouble with the idea that they shouldn't suffer. I see that among the women I counsel. That's what makes diet coaching so challenging.
You must eat enough proteins, fats and complex carbohydrates to lose weight. And you must eat every few hours, like a newborn baby. And newborns should eat every two hours most of the time, like many babies demand. The four hour schedule which many of us were forced on may have set us up for our present weight problems. Even three hours, for many infants, isn't frequent enough.
Saturday, July 18, 2009
About Those Google Ads...?
Friday, July 17, 2009
I Can't Divide Myself In Thirds
In the main Mishkan Tabernacle Synagogue, one of the youngest (or the youngest) of a large family will be Bar Mitzvah. In the Hesder Yeshiva, there will be another Bar Mitzvah. This one will read in his traditional Yemenite way, even though on ordinary Shabbatot they doven with us in the very Askenazi shul. And in our small neighborhood shul in my backyard, there will be the Bar Mitzvah, delayed by seventy years, of a neighbor who's the patriarch of a three generation Shiloh clan. If I have the story right, he grew up in Scotland. He prepared for his Bar Mitzvah on time, but just before the special date the Germans began bombing, and all the children were evacuated to safety. Better late than never, even seventy years.
So, besides all the Torah reading, each family is making a Kiddush, a special snack/meal afterwards. There's no way we can get to all of them.
I Don't Croc
They were highly recommended, and I did try a pair on, but they suit neither my feet nor my walk.
They've been all the rage in Israel, the genuine and the copies. I need a shoe which stays on my feet, no dragging and no "flip flops."
My dancing career was in bare feet.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Shopping In My Closet
But what can we do with the clothes? What can we do with the gorgeous clothes, the clothes that made being obese almost fun?
Luckily, I have a friend who has been shopping from my closet. Today she and her husband popped in for some coffee and brunch (for her and me.) I gave her a bag of tops. There's no need for me to keep them. It would be best to start replacing all the big clothes. G-d willing, when my weight stops dropping and stabilizes. Maybe by then I'll have more money.
It's so nice to give presents!
Others are talking about doing similar things. Neighbors a bit older than us just moved to Jerusalem and are looking to sell their house in Shiloh. Their rented apartment is a fraction of the size of the house, but the house had become a burden.
Yesterday I visited a friend who sold her enormous Jerusalem apartment for a smaller one, but one that has a garden, and she is very happy in her new home.
Other friends have been enlarging their home to make it comfortable for all the married kids and the grandkids to visit. And other friends wonder if they should just start visiting more, since it's hard to fit the next generation in the house.
Life goes on...
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
JPIX and KCC Reminder, Two For The Price of One!
If anyone's interested in hosting a Kosher Cooking Carnival, please email me shilohmuse at yahoo dot com --thanks!
And while we're at it, don't forget to submit posts to HH
Nurture vs Nature. Are Boys Born Boys and Girls Born Girls?
Are we brainwashing girls to be feminine and boys to be masculine?
It became very poplar and politically correct to give boys dolls and girls trucks or at least have both types of toys available for children.
A friend of mine, raised in very PC California, worked in an infant to three years old day care center. She religiously made sure that both types of toys were available for all the kids. Inevitably the boys played with the trucks and tools and the girls played with the dolls and kitchen equipment.
My grandson has two, not all that much, older big sisters, so there are plenty of dolls and all the feminine paraphernalia and accessories available. He loves cars, trucks and trains. He'll break a crayon, put one piece in front of the other and shout:
And he'll push his little "train" around the room. Today when we were out, he was overjoyed to see a bus, pointed and shouted:
"Autobus! Autobus!" the Hebrew for bus.
His sisters had different interests at that age.
Maybe It's The Coaching?
I dreamt that I was in New York and going to a Broadway show. Tickets to these shows are very expensive; heavily discounted they can still cost $60 or more.
In the dream, I got to the theater and couldn't find my ticket. I remembered having it in my hand, but suddenly it was gone. I checked my pockets and bag and pockets in the bag, but I was somehow calm.
"It's only money. It's not the end of the world."
And then I woke up, calm, but curious about why I kept my cool and didn't go into anxiety panic mode.
For the past few months, Yehudit has been coaching me through my anxieties. I still have this week's assignments to do. I hope the dream is a sign that I'm on my way...
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Nu, So Call Me: Yenta, The Matchmaker
Now, I've promised to help a friend find a wife.
He's a youthful, energetic and physically active blue-eyed 83 year old, bilingual (English and Hebrew,) veteran Israeli. He's a traditional Jew, devoted father, grandfather and great-grandfather. He's the neighbor who fixed our television. He's a retired scientist, so he's not afraid of modern technology.
Please pass the information around. If you have any ideas or want to know more, please email me shilohmuse at gmail dot com
Let's make two people very happy, ad me'ah v'esrim!
Make me a match,
Find me a find,
Catch me a catch,
Night after night in the dark I'm alone
So find me match,
Of my own.
Tizku l'Mitzvot; may you be rewarded with more mitzvot.
Separation Anxiety and The Cell Phone
Last month, was it only a month plus ago?, when I was visiting family in the states, a New Jersey bus driver berated me for talking on my cell phone. I had been told to call my host as soon as I took off, so he'd know when to pick me up. I hadn't noticed the sign about "no smoking, no eating and no talking on the cell phone."
In Israel, besides smoking, there aren't too many forbiddens on buses. In the society I'm in, in which it's common to give and hitch rides, cell phone taking is barely accepted. Texting and a quick verbal message, along with apologies to the driver, are generally alright. Just make sure you have a silent keyboard.
I think that cell phones must be off, not on silent/vibrate, in the classroom. My students' attention spans and power of concentration were weak enough without a certain percentage eagerly awaiting a call. And that's besides using the phone as a cheating tool.
And at social events. It's antisocial to be busy with someone else on the phone while sitting around the table. If you'd rather talk to that someone else, why'd you show up?
Did I, Or Didn't I?
So, I quickly closed the door and tried to get it going. The motor made noise, so I knew it was "alive," but the drum didn't spin and the exit hose didn't fill.
Next I tried cleaning the filter, and tons of stinky water flooded the house. I pushed the water out the doors, cleaning the tile floors at the same time. No wooden or pvc or lenolium floors here in my house, thank G-d.
I kept fooling with the dials and shaking the hose and clearing the filter and running the machine until the wash seemed clean enough to hang in the sun.
Then I gave it, and myself, a rest. I also queried my yishuv (community) yahoo list about washer repairmen. Today, I'll try laundering again. Let's see if the machine works. If not... I'll call in a washing machine doctor.
Monday, July 13, 2009
My Dream Job!
Last year I heard about people who are paid to blog. I wonder how I could get into the field. It's a new type of public relations. I used to work in public relations, over twenty-five years ago. I've also worked in all sorts of sales positions. I have to stop dreaming and find out how to really get a job like this.
We've All Heard Of Wedding Consultants, Event Consultants, But Did You Ever Hear Of A....
For the rich criminals in the know, you just can't serve your term without one. Gevalt!
Even in the United States of America, there's no real equality in the justice system.
It Has Returned!
The powers that be had just lifted it up and "carried" it to the temporary school bus stop. We were livid. That little structure had been our protector and rest stop from sun, wind, rain and exhaustion. Especially after our bus service was reduced, meaning that the buses no longer went up to our neighborhood, we needed a place to safely wait, sheltered from the elements.
When the powers replied to our complaints with:
"Be patient. A parking lot is being prepared."
All I could say and think of was that French Queen, Marie Antoinette's:
"Let them eat cake!"
A parking lot services those with cars, not us the "carless." Yesterday, I was overjoyed to see that we again have some shelter.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
How To... Havel Havelim
Well, Maya, this certainly makes you a veteran Israeli jblogger!
She did a great job. Take a look.
If I Get So Many Compliments Now, Why...
...Why was I considered overweight years ago when I weighed twenty pounds (8 kilo) less?
This peculiar situation has been troubling me a lot. I was considered "too heavy" all my life. It certainly didn't help that I was a teenager when Twiggy was the idealized figure.
My self-image, even when I was thirty and forty pounds less than my present weight, has always been that of a fat person. I truly wonder if that contributed to my obesity. It became a self-fulfilling prophesy.
I felt comfortable even at my fattest. That's bad. And I was in no rush to get the weight off. I was on the obese charts for about fifteen years. That's a long time.
Don't call it diet... Since I've changed my way of eating, I've been losing weight. I can't predict how much more I'll lose, and I tell people I counsel/coach that they shouldn't make strict goals. Just find a healthier way to eat and accept the results. Temporary diets are the worst, because the resulting weight loss will also be temporary.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
I was so impressed by the examples of his work which illustrated the post and Robert J. Avrech's more complete article in the Jewish Press. Davka, on Shabbat our guests' last name was also Hammer, but they don't know of any relationship.
And a different sort of coincidence...
After Shabbat I came across an op-ed piece by someone who also does sketches, granted a totally different style and subject.
The pen and ink drawings of Hammer and Arthur are very different. Arthur's focus on the people and leave lots of empty space. Hammer's are to illustrate religious texts and blessing. The pictures are complex and the space is full of Hebrew prayers and text.
I enjoy them both.
Shavua Tov U'Mevorach
Have a Good and Blessed Week
Friday, July 10, 2009
Losing A Different Sort of Weight
"Nice to see you, at least what's left of you."
I'm glad that they notice, and I know that there's lots more to lose. My daily eating has changed, and I don't know what weight will become "my weight."
But there's something else that's lightening, and it's because I'm being coached by Yehudit. I don't want to go into any details, but let's suffice that the blogging me is just one (OK, considering my varied blogs) or a few of the various aspects of my personality.
There are things I must change, and it's not just my figure. Yehudit is helping!
They Asked For Chulent
My family doesn't like it, or they don't like what I used to make, so I don't cook it.
But yesterday my neighbor who arranges meals for those who need them asked me to make someone chulent. If that's what they want, that's what they'll get. Here's the new version:
- A couple of handfuls of mixed dry beans (lima, kindney and chickpeas.) Presoak, rinse and soak again for quite a while to soften.
- A package of turkey wings, better ratio of meat to bones than turkey drumsticks.
- spices, peppercorns, ketchup and whatever
After the beans have gotten soft, cook them up with the turkey and water. Then add the potatoes and ketchup and more water. If my pot hadn't been so full, I would have added carrots and onions.
It smells good!
"Retraining" My Yahoo
It took a few weeks of rescuing the letters, moving them to the inbox and then opening them for yahoo to recategorize them as legitimate mail.
So, now I have to do this all over again with my blogger comments. It doesn't matter who is listed as "sender," they all go to spam.
Thursday, July 09, 2009
TV Kashrut Problem
I never saw him demonstrate a recipe combining meat and milk or some traif ingredient.
The problem is something that someone who only knows "the basics" of kashrut can get caught in. He used liver in a recipe as if if was regular meat. Liver requires a special kashering process, burning over a flame, so the blood will be burnt, destroyed. Other meat and poultry (poultry livers are kashered as beef livers) are soaked and salted.
Especially nowadays when we buy our meat and poultry, all kashered, cut and frequently frozen, ready for cooking, or even cooked and ready to eat, many people are unaware that liver demands special care. I've been married almost forty years, and I only kashered liver once. We buy chopped liver ready-made, and that's a rare week.
Liver is sold frozen next to all the other meat parts, which are already kashered. So I wonder if all the consumers realize that they have to treat liver differently.
Insulting! Disappointing, too.
My parents were always asked to show proof of age when they wanted the "senior discount." They've always, and still, look younger, much younger than their ages.
This week I finally began using my discount bus ticket (had to use up the old one first.) I was devistated. Nobody, not a single driver has questioned me about my rights to senior discounts!