Monthly Archives: April 2011
I am pretty sure I am not alone in the zits and blemishes department and so I find it to be my personal duty to reveal the newest secret. I would like to say that it is thanks to my knowledge and expertise in the natural phase that has swept the world, but it is not. I read this article on the oil cleansing method and I would like to vouch for its success.
I know, it sounds scary to what has become of me. I am slowly going green and sometimes it sounds like I am a natural nut-job. I am probably responsible for creating the images my brain is now picturing as those people. Now I am becoming one of those people. Read the rest of this entry
I finally got my broken camera to work, and I decided to get some outdoor shots of the beauty that has blanketed our town. The trees are all blossoming and the scents that are being emitted, are exceptional. Allergies are not all that great, but the view is definitely well worth it.
This is how you make do with what you have. I am not a photographer and I have an ancient and basic camera. I always want the latest and greatest in electronics, and I drool with the rest of the world every time Apple releases a new gadget. However, without the money to purchase and without the time to pursue photography, this is all I have.
I will attempt to share with you some of nature’s artistry that surrounds me every day; and finally now, I have found a way to capture it, even slightly. My eyes have been feasting on the scenery and I hope yours will get even a tiny taste. Enjoy.
Prince William and Kate Middleton are to be wed this Friday. The girl definitely got class and thee most beautiful dresses. I am not sure if they are just really expensive clothing designed only by the best in our fashion industry, or she just knows how to pull them off. She is cute and seems like a fairly good match for Prince William. It can be tough marrying off the most eligible bachelor of the century. Read the rest of this entry
I am trying exhaustively to post, but there are Dr. Seuss lines ringing through my head. My husband is in the other room reading “Our eyes see flies. Our eyes see ants. Sometimes they see pink underpants” from The Eye Book. I can’t think straight with the raised voice decibel in this house. The kids are scrambling my brain.
We told Child Number Two to stop making so much noise, and he said, “Put your fingers in your ears and then you wont have a problem.” He came over to me and told me, “Mommy, I just can’t deal with you now.” For a newly three-year-old, the kid’s got a mouth. It’s kind of scary when you have to be on your best behavior around your children or they will be mimicking you at the worst of times and yelling the “rare” obscenities that you may possibly shout.
Deafening noises… Zero concentration… Read the rest of this entry
I have this small dilemma. I have plenty, but we are going to zoom in on one for the moment. I love to cook and I love to attempt at making fanciful foods. I don’t want to feel obliged to create box meals like mac and cheese or pancakes or instant potatoes. I want to make something that, at least, sounds like it has class. Like Fettucini Alfredo, Pasta alla Zucchini Capricciosa, Torta Salata con Spinache… Yum. I am drooling. It doesn’t matter that these things are a basic quiche, or a pasta in cream sauce, or whatnot. They sound awesome.
I love when food looks pretty on a dish. I don’t want to slop down some macaroni and cheese. I don’t even want slap a slice of cheese on bread with some ketchup. Read the rest of this entry
So, I am starting to believe that the Freshly Pressed posts are really, truly random. Not only random, but not even read prior to propping them up on that pedestal. I occasionally look for a good read or for new favorite blogs. That is what it used to be. But recently, I have been reading thee-most-annoying and pathetically lame blogs. I often just close down my wordpress for some time to clear my brain.
Yes, there are still a handful that are decent if you keep searching earlier posts, but I am not imPressed. I know I may not be the best writer, perhaps, however, I consider my writing legible and easily dismissible if you are not in the mood for my taste. I actually read a blog that was so short and such a waste of my five minutes, I felt like commenting about how I would appreciate being given back my lost last few moments. A woman just wrote about how it was snowing outside and her kid was missing school again for the umpteenth time and it was a snowy winter. That in a longer dragged out post. Now it is fine for a Facebook status message and it was really harmless, but for interesting, chosen blogs, I am not sure what they were thinking. Read the rest of this entry
I spent the last weekend with my family in Itamar, a settlement in the West Bank of Israel. I went with a group of people to support the community in their mourning for the slaughtered Fogel family. Truthfully, I wasn’t sure what good I could do over there with three little kids, but it was worth a shot.
I had a truly amazing time, to say the least, and that says a lot for me. For starters, I had abandoned my comfort zone and stepped into the vast, scary world. Next, I left what I consider normalcy and joined a somewhat camper/wilderness gang far below my living standards. I had gone from civilian to girl scout in a matter of minutes upon exiting the car.
We stayed in a little caravan set out on a cleared mountain top. At one point, it was so windy, the little camper almost took off. There were no screens and four little cots. I am not sure I can call them cots. They were thin paper-like mattresses on a metal frame. The linen was washed and smelled clean. There was a fleece kind of blanket which I refrained from sniffing because even in 5 star hotels, I know they don’t wash those. I just threw those aside and paid dearly for it as I shivered through the night. Read the rest of this entry