I am a super cool chick from Orange County, California who has been transplanted to New York City in 1998 and then on to Dallas in the Summer of 2010. The first thing I lost was my blond hair. These are basically my ruminations on everything from religion to what I had for breakfast this morning. And I promise, you'll rarely leave my blog without a smile plastered on your face. Yeah, I'm that good. Peace.
Saturday, September 22, 2007
Spring Awakening!
I'm catching up after a busy week filled with Read Hebrew America calls, root canals, and two new teeth (I know, I'm like the Bionic Woman now, temporary crowns are cool). Last week I finally saw Spring Awakening. It was just as incredible as I imagined. Even more so actually. There is a lot of humor which is something you cannot tell listening to the soundtrack. I don't know if the people who wrote it had planned that but it was awesome. My brother Alan got me tickets for my birthday which rules cause its still super expensive to get seats. Afterwards we waited at the Stage Door and got to meet the whole cast which was mind blowing. They were all sooo nice and signed autographs and took pics with everyone who wanted. Most shows (especially those this popular) have casts filled with jerks. We chatted with the Tony winner John Gallagher Jr. who plays the tortured teen Moritz (seen above with Sara and I). He's soooo awesome. Now as I'm writing this I found a bloke on MySpace who posted a video of the show so um, I'm going to be watching that for the next few days I'm sure. My new obsession. Good times.
BREAKING NEWS! Key Food new sells Abba-Zaba!
This is big I know. Everyone has that one kosher product that they love thats so hard to find that when they do see a store that sells it they buy a ton. I have two of those. Starbust Hard Candies (not even sure they make them anymore, sniff) which taste exactly like regular Starburst (after all, its the same artificial flavors in each) and I can't eat regular Starburst anymore after choosing this damn kosher way of life so these Orthodox Union sanctioned hard candies were the next best thing. My second item is Abba-Zaba! This delicious chewy taffy with a peanut butter center is like heaven on Earth all sealed up in a checkered black and yellow wrapper. It even has the additional hechsher sticker that these frummy companies feel compelled to add to their already kosher product. Abba-Zaba for example has a KSA parve emblem on the back of the wrapper, but some shmegeg at So-Yum Candies felt the obligation to frum it up with an added Star-K. The same way when you go to a kosher store theres a Paskesz sticker all over the bag of Twizzlers. What a waste of a sticker. Anyhoo, this candy is super yum and I think you'll like it too. For those who missed my birthday and still wanna give me a gift, feel free. I'm registered at Key Food. In the kosher aisle. Next to that Paskesz garbage.
I recommend any PB lover like myself run out and buy them today. But leave a couple in the store. My stockpile is running low.
Tuesday, September 11, 2007
Rosh Hashana Greetings
Okay, heres the deal. I honestly feel as if no time has passed since last year and the last time I wrote this letter. Like its my birthday again in 6 days and I feel like my birthday party last year at Yogi's (which was lame and I was home by 11 pm) was just yesterday. Its gone by in a flash. I'm seeing little glimpses of this past year in my mind.
My mom being followed by 50 little children in Honduras because she made the mistake of giving one child a quarter and then they came out in droves.
Traveling abroad for the first time with friends to Madrid over Shavuous, and eating yontiff lunch in a Starbucks near the Prado because we were desperate to get out of the rain which plaugued us the whole trip.
Becoming an ordained "clergy member" and being able to officiate my first civil wedding ceremony.
My first root canal (which was this morning by the way and the drugs might be an explanation for this incoherant rambling).
Sure lots of stuff happened but I'm honestly not sure I bettered myself in any way. Rosh Hashana is a time for introspection. The flaws that I said last year I hoped to overcome are all still there. I still have a messy room. I still don't speak up when I know I should. I still "give it" but am incapable of "taking it" when it comes to constructive criticism. I miss my family terribly and can't believe I live 3000 miles away from them. Sure we fight like cats and dogs when we are all together, but honestly, distance does make the heart grow fonder. I hope that you can somehow find it in your heart to forgive me for for all of these transgressions that I have committed. May all of our relationships with our families, our friends, and our neighbors be built on a strong foundation made of love, respect, and mitzvos. I hope this coming year will be filled with nothing but simchas! Gmar Chasima Tova! Have a Happy and Sweet New Year!
Love,
Susanne
My mom being followed by 50 little children in Honduras because she made the mistake of giving one child a quarter and then they came out in droves.
Traveling abroad for the first time with friends to Madrid over Shavuous, and eating yontiff lunch in a Starbucks near the Prado because we were desperate to get out of the rain which plaugued us the whole trip.
Becoming an ordained "clergy member" and being able to officiate my first civil wedding ceremony.
My first root canal (which was this morning by the way and the drugs might be an explanation for this incoherant rambling).
Sure lots of stuff happened but I'm honestly not sure I bettered myself in any way. Rosh Hashana is a time for introspection. The flaws that I said last year I hoped to overcome are all still there. I still have a messy room. I still don't speak up when I know I should. I still "give it" but am incapable of "taking it" when it comes to constructive criticism. I miss my family terribly and can't believe I live 3000 miles away from them. Sure we fight like cats and dogs when we are all together, but honestly, distance does make the heart grow fonder. I hope that you can somehow find it in your heart to forgive me for for all of these transgressions that I have committed. May all of our relationships with our families, our friends, and our neighbors be built on a strong foundation made of love, respect, and mitzvos. I hope this coming year will be filled with nothing but simchas! Gmar Chasima Tova! Have a Happy and Sweet New Year!
Love,
Susanne
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