July 31, 2008

remember that little comment i wrote a few months back?

“i anticipate this summer to be quite telling for me, ending  with a reemergence of clarity for my life. expect a blog near or on that date which will divulge my plans for the immediate future.”

i am laughing and rolling my eyes at myself.

oh, me.

here i sit

the end of summer has arrived

the plans are made

but they are set in clay.

i’ve thought the thoughts

in this process of

mine

the purchases are purchased

the schedules are scheduled

they are settled.

and i am not.

because

as time keeps moving forward

my awareness

that I must once again

check another bag

remove my shoes as I walk through security

and turn around that one last time

to catch a glimpse

and

wave goodbye

to someone I love

is drawing near

and

i hate to have to bear it again.

will the clay harden to stone?

or

will a fateful call,

which forever rings in my ears

always loom

close behind?

only time can tell.

so while i sit here wishing i could

turn back time

slow it down

speed it up

or

put it on pause

so i can catch my breath.

my tangled and confused thoughts

rise to you

and i wonder

are you still proud of me?

ode to summer. July 28, 2008

o my summer.
my summer of wandering;
sometimes lost, sometimes not,
sometimes roaming seemingly aimlessly through this maddening world
looking for a safe place to land
and sometimes finding it.
bold, and undaunted you are my courageous summer
you never allow the mishaps, and tragedies, and just plain
bullshit

to fetter you
or keep you from
literally doing the cliché:
taking the road which is almost never traveled
the one that will take you to the places you
know you must fly through

squinting
as i peek at you through the condensation forming on the glass of this
mohillo

i find myself perplexed and intrigued by this beautiful season,
which somehow alighted upon my shoulder
and whispered in my ear

sharing
laughter, the complexities of life, the tragedy of love, the evolution of faith, secret fears, the flash of the camera, the love handles that hug our hips, and the doctors that piss us off,
but most of all

randomness.

you are most definitely
my summer of beauty,
my summer of safety

my summer in israel

not Yours
damn you.

this is how we roll. July 27, 2008

you know you are sleep deprived when… July 25, 2008

as i draggingly made my way to my front door today, trying hard to be positive and focus on the fact, that yes, i would soon be able to sit my bum down on a soft fluffy couch and rest my weary bones and heavy eyelids…  i lifted my arm, made of lead, though it felt, to lift my key chain in the general direction of the door nob and keyhole.

…this is when i pressed the ‘unlock’ button on my car’s key chain. i waited for the “doop, doop!” and the click of the door automatically unlocking. it took a half a second or so… okay at least two whole seconds of utter sleepy confusion.

automatic door openers…they do not work on ALL doors people. only cars.

terrible math. July 4, 2008

Today, jenni came up with, (or so I thought), an amazing little concoction.

Let me start at the beginning…

So at Trader Joes, they have this trail mix called the ‘Nutty American Trex Mix’, it’s raisins, dark chocolate, almonds, and cashews.

 Very yummy mixture.

 So there we were, driving in the car, munching on our ‘Nutty American Trex Mix’, when jenni informs me that, “it’s really good if you mix the raisins and the chocolate.”

somewhat skeptically, i respond, “Really!? Noooooo…. that seems weird. Seems like it’d be really sweet. I like the chocoate with the almonds, but let me try.”  Since I’m driving, Jenni hands me two raisins and one little lump of dark chocolate…

I pop it in my mouth…

 “What the!? This is amazing!! Who woulda thunk it?!!”

 “Um. Rachel, this is a pretty popular combination already… I did not make it up. They’re called raisinettes.”

 Hm.

 Why have I not had chocolate covered raisins before? Why have I not had “raisinettes”?

Was I deprived as a child? Maybe. Maybe not. Maybe it just has something to do with the fact that the name is really really dumb.

Check this out…

1. raisin + chocolate = rais-o-late.

2. raisin + chocolate = roc-olate.

3. raisin + chocolate = raisenette??!! (utter craziness)

4. Raisin + chocolate= choc-en.

What the heck?! Equation #3 makes no sense to me… I mean, I’m not a mathematician, but it seems to me that my equations make much more sense. If I saw a bag with mysterious contents inside labeled “raisinettes”… I would assume that they were mini raisins. This just makes a lot more sense to me. Is this not reasonable?

i don’t know how to make this not sideways… but you get the point, they exist!!!

 

Whatever. Reasonable or not, thought up by jenni or not, they are good. my belly is full of rasi-o lates.

Yum to the third power…

yum x yum x yum= yummmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmy…or something like this.