YES on Change

From Life is dandy

Have you ever glanced back, at who you once were? And did you recognize your old self?
You can't suspect the future. All you can do is study the past and live in the moment.

Amazing, how change creeps upon us slowly.

Who I was and what I wanted does not at all match up with myself today. That scares me, because if I have changed this much already, who will I be tomorrow? What will be in the future? what will be in the future? what will be in the future? what will be?

The thought keeps pounding my head.

Where will I end up, who will I meet, how will I make my decisions.
Is it healthy, to go to places I once swore I'd never go?



One day, I know, this will all start to make sense.

No internet = No brain (or something like that)

Yeah, I'm chewing on my own words right now. I told my friend Elisheva the other day that it's good to be off the internet.. And then of course I come back to Atlanta with no more hot spot/free-neighbor connection at my little post in the corner of the kitchen. I'm learning to manage, but in the mean time I can't seem to think about what to write.

So here is a nice picture to oogle at until I can write about something... (I was thinking of maybe about people who are grouches in the morning)..

From Tveria

And here's my thought.

I wonder if the old man is still selling his stuff. Did he give up?

Spring time in Georgia

But I prefer spring in L.A.

From Georgia

I'm home and loving it.

Someone, please make sure I don't sign up for southern life again.

Goodbye Peaches, Hello Avocado!

I really should be sleeping right now, since I have to wake up 4 hours to catch a plane back to L.A. But I was so excited to pack tonight, that I decided to share my joy.

3 years ago I got a great suitcase deal from Target, 4 bags for $100. Nice and cheap. They were good suitcases, sturdy, easy to pack away and stood out from others with their bright red coloring.

But after I traveled half way around the world and back, the largest bag ripped. A minor tear, nothing big. But as the traveling continued, the rip got bigger and eventually the handle stopped functioning. Finally, it came to the point where I couldn't bear the thought of traveling with it.

From Life is dandy

Two weeks ago, while helping my friend was scope around Marshalls for a new suitcase, I found IT. The Bag. The Ultimate traveling suitcase - for women. I scare myself as I write that because I don't like buying girl things because I'm a girl. I'm a picky shopper and I buy stuff only because I like it and not because some rich person out there decided it was made for me. Nope, I don't do that. What convinced me to buy The Bag was it's pink interior. As soon as I saw that BRIGHT pink lining, I had made up my mind. Only later did I notice all the pockets, zippers and trinkets that make it so much more girly. aaahhhh!!! I hate the idea of a woman's bag, but I really...like...this bag.

From Life is dandy

And that is why I was so excited to pack.
Maybe tomorrow I'll write about spring time in Georgia or Georgian mucky muck rain.

Shabbos Kodesh

From Life is dandy

Shabbat shalom y'all. (I can officially say that now because I'm in the south)

No Peeking

From Life is dandy

Well, you know how it is.
Yesterday went by too fast, tomorrow never seems to come and I've really had enough of today's challenges. Can't I just take a little peek into the future to see what it's like?

Any who, I finally discovered this week what gives me the most satisfaction from being a preschool teacher. It's not seeing the kid learn how to wash their hands, share toys, or name their colors. Its when I see the love a parent has for their kid and how special they are in their eyes.... I get this amazing feeling.

On another note -
after 3 years of blogging on and off, I've finally decided what "LIFE IS DANDY" means.