Monday, June 30, 2008

Zen and the art of handbag maintenance

1. Never be so smug as to assume that leaving a half-eaten nectarine core in a weak baggie in your handbag will not result in infusing your bag with a unique and pungent scent.

2. The colorful coating on the outside of pills such as Advil and Motrin will melt off when the pill comes in contact with a wet substance.

3. The colorful coating, once melted off the actual pill, is likely to seep into the lining of your bag, put up stakes and remain there for eternity, vaguely reminiscent of campy tie-dye.

4. Do not be discouraged, however! For the newly orange interior of your handbag now matches the exterior. Matchy = Zen.

Friday, June 27, 2008

Wanna know something crazy?

Sometimes I have this insane desire to just go and get totally, completely and absolutely smashed. Preferably by drinking something neon. (How do they get them that color anyway?)

Is this going to totally kill my shidduch chances?  Because at the moment . . . I really don't care! HA!

Monday, June 23, 2008

jumble

It's this weird thing about maturing, and getting older, that all of a sudden stuff just starts to . . . happen. Some of it's happy, like friends getting married, and having children, and some of it . . . isn't. Of course, all throughout my life I grew up with unhappy things happening around me. My house has been a shiva house four times. People in my community have had health issues, they've had family members who passed away, classmates have had siblings with serious illnesses.

But there's something different about having one of your own friends, who should be happy and healthy and looking forward to starting a family in the near future G-d willing, having a health issue that's so frightening that when you think about what she's experiencing, it takes all your willpower not to crumple right where you're standing under the weight of it. It's like I have this weird idea in the back of my mind that certain things are only supposed to happen to people who are older, not to people in their 20's. I am so thrown by this news that I received tonight that this post doesn't really make much sense . . . I don't even know what point I want to come across. My heart just feels so heavy.