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Fun Meme

The latest Facebook meme (not the bra colour, that was so last week) is to change one’s avatar to a picture from yesteryear. I love seeing my trendy and chic friends exhibiting the terrible fashion of the 70s and 80s along with those ridiculous hairstyles. I have a favourite few pictures of myself from back when I was a little girl. Not many of me on my own, being a twin and all, but I thought I would take this opportunity to share some of those pictures with you, just cause I was so darn cute back then!!

Number One is my absolute favourite – look how cute I was.

Number Two – on the beach somewhere in Wales. (Mum – Caernarvon? or something with a P? Mum replied: Penarth or Porthcawl, probably Porthcawl)

Number Three – this was taken in Israel.

Number Four – this was in Boro Park. I cut my brothers out of the shot, because, well – it’s bad enough you get to see how *I* was dressed!!

This one was cute:

Fine, I will post one from the teen years, this taken in Switzerland:

I challenge my fellow bloggers to do the same on their blogs…and put some linkage in the comments…

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I was tagged by Chaviva in a meme, so here is my submission. I don’t do a lot of memes, but Chaviva asked me, how could I say no??
The rules are:

  1. Open the fourth file where you store your photos.
  2. Pick the fourth photo.
  3. Explain the photo.
  4. Pass challenge onto four other bloggers.

My Photo.

momo chumash party 006

I had taken a pic of my Shabbat table to send to someone…can’t remember who now. Don’t you want to be a guest at my shabbat table?

I tag Shorty, Chanief , the very funny Benji and Yonit.

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OK Enough with the self pity

I am listing ten things I love about TODAY and I dare you to do the same

1. I love that I spoke to the KoD already today and his voice made me smile.
2. I love that the sun is shining but it isn’t too hot.
3. I love that I woke up this morning.
4. I love that even though I am in a foul mood it hasn’t stopped me from doing what I had on the list to do today.
5. I love that I managed to separate the little dudes’ bunk beds as a surprise for them.
6. I love that I got squishes from the little people.
7. I love that I am seeing a friend later.
8. I love that I am giving things away for free – its win-win for all.
9. I love that my sons teachers care so much that they called to talk to me about them.
10. I love that I ate up all the chocolate in the house so it cannot tempt me anymore.

TAG, you’re it!

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Seven things I love

Because it’s Wednesday and I have to desperately look for excuses not to go clean my kitchen, I have decided to this meme. G6 did it a little while ago but I decided to be my sappy self and change it to seven things I love about my KoD.

  1. I love that he is my husband and my best friend.
  2. I love how generous he is with his love, time and spirit – for ALL of us.
  3. I love that he has a wild side which he has no problem sharing with me (see the Harley posts and pictures).
  4. I love that he calls his mother often.
  5. I love that he is deeply religious and spiritual and believes in all that he does with a full heart.
  6. I love his sense of fun – he plays little tricks on me and I keep falling for them time and time and time again. Even the kids have sussed most of them out.
  7. I love that when I am in his presence he makes me feel at peace.

I would tag you, but then you would feel obligated. So tag yourself if you are so inclined.

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Ten – a meme – revisited



A while back I did this meme, and reading it today made me smile. How things change in a few months. SO I figured I would redo it for today now.


Ten years ago I was a pretty young thing, mid twenties, had just given birth to my third child, and life was a bed of roses. I had the optimism only young people have, and was so sure my life would continue to be perfection itself. I guess self deception doesn’t get you very far. (OK so this one didn’t change)


Ten months ago I was very close to being the mother of a barmitzvah boy, I was heavily into the shidduch / dating scene, and I was starting to enjoy being the me that I always had wanted to be.


Ten weeks ago I was a week away from my wedding to the KoD. I was counting down the hours until we would be united forever in front of family and friends. I was floating so high.


Ten days ago I was enjoying the Pesach holiday with my KoD and my princes, eating out at friends’, just having some amazing family time and bonding even more.


Ten hours ago I was fast asleep in the land of Nod.


Ten minutes ago I texted my husband to tell him I blogged. (so romantic lol)


Ten seconds ago I ripped my tichel off my head and allowed my hair to run free.


In ten seconds from now I will probably still be online.


In ten minutes from now I hope to have made my way into the kitchen to eat some breakfast / lunch and have some coffee.


In ten hours from now I will probably be on the phone with the KoD telling him the funny things the boys said or did since they got home.


In ten days from now I hope to have some answers to some questions.


In ten weeks from now the children will be have finished school and it will be summertime. Yay! Preparations for the next barmitzvah will be in full swing.


In ten months from now with G-ds help we will be living in Monsey, all happily settled and enjoying our new life.


In ten years from now I will be possibly menopausal (oy) (that still holds true, eeep!!), blissfully married to the most wonderful man in the universe, I could technically be a mother in law, or even a grandmother (ok, whoa nelly there). I hope to have earned a Bachelors in something or other. I will have had some of my writing published. I hope by then to have a CAREER!!!


So what are your ten?


Tag, I’m it!!

Kosher Academic tagged me over the weekend, so I must do my bit and pass it on.


Here are the rules:
1. Link to your tagger and list these rules on your blog.
2. Share 7 facts about yourself, some random, some weird.
3. Tag 7 people (if possible) at the end of your post by leaving their names as well as links to their blogs.
4. Let them know they have been tagged by leaving a comment on their blogs.


Seven facts about me:

1…I collect all things Betty Boop, especially clothing

2…I have a major compulsion to ride a Harley – (Freud – shut up!!)

3…I cry during really sappy movies and even during ridiculously sappy commercials

4…My clothes closets are colour coordinated and it bothers me tremendously if something is out of place.

5…I can burp much louder than my sons

6…I can wrap my ankles around my neck

7…I love to crochet and knit…..


Here are the people I have decided to tag

A mom in Israel

Juggling Frogs



Here in Highland Park

I’ll call Baila

Shiloh Musings



Does your era define you?

Took this off Treppenwitz, and had so much fun walking down memory lane in my mini skirt and gogo boots.

Year you were born: 1973 (shhh its a secret lol)

Generation: I have no idea what we are called.

One or more national leaders that year: Ferdinand Marcos (Phillipines), Richard Nixon (USA), Edward Heath (UK)

Other big names of the day: Brezhnev, Kissinger,

News headlines from that year: offensive action in Vietnam suspended, US Supreme court overturns ban on abortion (Roe vs Wade), Tottenham Hotspurs wins the FLC at wembley (this is a historical moment), London Bridge is opened by her Majesty the Queen, Lexis Nexis starts, WTC in NYC is opened, Sears Tower in Chicago is finished, Deep Throat retires from FBI, DEA is founded, movie American Graffiti is released, Yom Kippur war, Princess Ann married a commoner, homosexuality is removed from the DSM-II, OJ Simpson first to rush 2000 yards (that’s good, right?)

Books from the crib:  all the Noddy books and anything else by Enid Blyton. (just to note, not that I read it then, but Erica Jong’s Fear of Flying was published this year)

Cutting-edge technological of that era: Skylab was launched – first ever spacestation, Barcodes launched, Optical Fibers, Intel chip.

Not-so-cutting-edge technology of the era: 8 tracks – remember those?

Omni-present then… but missing in action now:  Elvis Presley, Charlie perfume, rotary dial phones, funky psychedelic pants (shudder), platform shoes, glam rock clothes a la Gary Glitter (more shuddering), chopper bikes,

Odd things in your baby albums:  men with huge hair and shoes with heels and lots of facial hair esp sideburns, tiny cars, crazy funky clothing on the grown ups (what were they thinking?!!), big huge eyeglasses, huge angel sleeved blouses (could hide lots of things in there), toy guns.

Smells that take you back: Charlie perfume, mothballs (shrug), coconut, oh what’s the soap called – Leather something…… Imperial leather, that’s it!

Sounds you were raised on: Beatles, Elvis, Simon and Garfunkel, Rolling Stones

The electronic babysitter (TV and/or radio):  Doctor Who, The Archers, Alistair Cooke’s letter from America, last of the summer wine, are you being served, Some mothers do ‘ave ‘em.

Earliest memories: Waking up in the night at the age of 2 to find that my dolly’s arm had fallen off, still scarred to this day.

Leave us with a quote: Childhood:  the period of human life intermediate between the idiocy of infancy and the folly of youth – two removes from the sin of manhood and three from the remorse of age.  ~Ambrose Bierce, The Devil’s Dictionary, 1911


OK TAG YOU’RE IT – post your own here, or at Treps place, or on your own blog and link to it here.


Ten – a meme

I tagged myself from Rabbi Fleischmann’s Blog. Tag yourself if you so wish.


Ten years ago I was a pretty young thing, mid twenties, had just given birth to my third child, and life was a bed of roses. I had the optimism only young people have, and was so sure my life would continue to be perfection itself. I guess self deception doesn’t get you very far.


Ten months ago I was adjusting to being a single mommy, had been on some dates, some good ones, some bad dates from Hell. I was 30 lbs heavier than I am now (I cannot bear to look at those pics..who was that zaftige mamma??)


Ten weeks ago I thought I had my life back on a very even keel (that darned optimism again) and was starting to plan the upcoming barmitzvah.


Ten days ago I was using superglue to stick myself back together again – Humpty Dumpty makes a huge mess when he falls off the wall. I was up to my eyeballs in lists and suits and more lists.


Ten hours ago I was talking with an amazing person, feeling happy to be alive.


Ten minutes ago I came home from picking up some groceries.


Ten seconds ago I kicked off my shoes to make myself more comfortable.


In ten seconds from now I hope to be preparing for a nap.


In ten minutes from now I hope to fast asleep, tucked up in my freshly made bed.


In ten hours from now I expect I will also be sleeping, but its quite possible I shall again be awake contemplating the beauty of the universe.


In ten days from now I shall be panicking with the countdown to barmitzvah going full steam ahead.


In ten weeks from now the children will be back at school and perhaps I will be working?


In ten months from now the kids will be counting the days till the end of school, and I will once again be snowed under with barmitzvah preparations.


In ten years from now I will be possibly menopausal (oy), hopefully blissfully married to the most wonderful man in the universe, I could technically be a mother in law, or even a grandmother (ok, whoa nelly there). Maybe by then I will even have had some of my writing published.