Eat Some Chicken Soup

 

My mom slipped in the kitchen

And hurt her back

Now her lumbar spine

Has a small crack

It was nobody's fault

So there's no litigation

But because of the pain

She had to cancel vacation

No cruise on the ocean

 No fun on the sea

Just lots of rest on the couch

And days of TV

She may get up to email

Or check out this blog

But mostly she'll talk on the phone

And cuddle her dog

She'll rest and feel better

Then be back cruising again

And that's the prayer I am sending

Let's all say "amen"

Love,

Your Daughter

 

Gotta Celebrate

Gotta Celebrate!

Today I'm celebrating...

Not really, but I'd like to be celebrating.

So I'm putting this original canvas painting on sale.

It's raining.

It's cold.

I don't like cold.  

This woman doesn't even really look like she's celebrating to me.

But I like her hair.

And I like the number 13.  It has excellent connotations.  It's not bad luck

In Judaism, the total number of Hebrew letters contained in a word reveals information about the word.  One of the many words with a numerical value of 13 is "ahavah" which means "love".

And the background reminds me of wallpaper in the house I grew up in.

Again - as usual - I welcome all comments. 

Keep In Touch

 

Today's post is about the telephone

I don't really like talking on it.

I have to think too fast on my feet.

Someone will say something and I'll have to respond right away.

I don't like that.

I think better, 20 minutes later.

I feel caught in those threads shown in the Keep In Touch Fine Art Giclee above. 

And I can't get untangled. 

I prefer email.  

I can edit what I say 

to sound more clever than I actually am.

I like that!

I like to think people read my emails.

but maybe they just delete them.

But since I don't know

that doesn't hurt my feelings

 

not like the time I was on the phone with my husband

in the middle of a story

and he started to snore

 

zzzzzzzzz

 

Toodles,

Binky

 

 

Take the Plunge

Today's Blog is dedicated to this past Saturday's discussion at my synagogue.

Kudos to anyone who can tell me why this pillow is on sale and what it has to do with the speech I heard.

What is the connection between this husband and wife and "the speech"?

Here's the question that I've been thinking about since that speech: 

Would I really do everything my husband asks, just because he asks or do I need an explanation for it?  

I don't need explanations all the time because most of the time the reason he is requesting something from me is obvious.  For example, "Could you add light bulbs to the grocery list? 

 I don't ask why because I know why.

This is NOT the same as just doing something simply because he asks me.  

If he said, "Could you take $750 cash out of the ATM on Monday", I definitely would ask, "Why?".  Does that mean there is something inherently wrong in our relationship?  

Absolutely not.  It's natural to ask "why".

If he said, "no reason, just do it", I'm not sure that I would.  

It would not be wrong to ask, it would be wrong to provide no answer.

I could make up reasons, but it would be better for me to hear the real reason.

And that's what I'd like to know - what is the "real reason"...

So - speech giver - what is the REAL reason?

I know - you'll say - we don't have the capacity to know the "real reason" - we do because we're supposed to - 

That, to me, is very unsatisfying....

Comments are welcome and encouraged....

Don't Bum Trip the Princess

Are you a princess? 

Do you have one lurking in your home?

Last time I blogged about my son and his inability to think at the same time he moves, nor move at the same time he thinks.

Today,  I blog about my daughter, the complete opposite.  

She is always thinking, planning, and dare-I-say manipulating her next move.  

She is our "princess".  

She's 14.  

Remember that age?

A time when you knew everything, 

and your parents always made you feel like you were on a bum trip?

I do not like to bum trip our princess.  It's NOT pretty!

And while she does not have blond curly hair like the woman in this photo, 

I can definitely see our princess in this painting.

She is casting curses in our direction, dropping her golden ball, totally on a bum trip when life is not going according to her plan

and, according to her, it's always all my fault.

Care to comment on YOUR little princess? 

Toodles,

Binky

Cupcake!

I love cupcakes!

The frosting!

The decorations!

Their tiny cuteness!

 It's a cake having a little baby!

They beg you to just celebrate something!

This fine art giclee print of "Cupcake" makes me feel a little bit edgy...

and for those who know me, I'm as edgy as a marble sphere

To me, this woman says: 

"Don't touch my cupcake" with just a hint of "Or else" and a side of "Bite Me".

So, go ahead, make my day, comment on this edgy giclee...

Toodles,

Binky

Do You Need a Lift?

This post is dedicated to my red-headed friend who recently lost her husband. 

A young man, only 48 years old, he died suddenly and unexpectedly about a month ago.

He left his wife and two children. 

They had been high school sweethearts, and married for well over 20 years.

And, ridiculously enough, she and her children were staying at a friend's house last week, and while they slept, their friend's house was robbed! They feel cursed no matter where they go or what they do.

She could totally use a lift right now.

Angels, if you read this blog, lift her up.  Help her out.

Thanks!

All comments welcome  - I would love to know what you think about this fine art giclee print.

To me, it's striking that the woman depicted has red hair.

Darlene Graeser, the artist, does not personally know my friend and did not even know of her existence when she painted this in 2005.

To Move or To Think?
They can't do both at the same time

 

Poster of Original Artwork by Darlene Graeser at

Unconscious On Canvas

If this poster were a picture of my son, it would be depicting him on his iPod Touch....vigorously attacking the enemies in some crazy video game, or getting his next outrageous idea from a YouTube Video.  If some version of "boy thought" going on in that brain of his, he is not moving. 

Other times, like this past week, I watch my son play.  He tosses a baseball with daddy, not caring which direction the ball goes in relation to the windows around him.  He retrieves a ball that falls into the pool, oblivious to the fact that his shoes are still on as he makes his way onto the first few steps of the shallow end.

I also witness him talk excitedly about his day during dinner, with no concept of where his hands and arms are in relation to the glass bowls, plates and food right in front of him.

I can see him motionless as he works on an 800 or 1000-piece puzzle, or go crazy wild as he simply comes downstairs, leaping over the last 2, 3 even 4 steps, knowing I will make him go up again and "come down properly".

After enduring his full-contact, let's-break-mommy's-bones"cuddling" times, and his motionless "I can't hear anything else - were you talking to me?" thinking times, I believe that in a boy's body, or at least my son's body, thinking and moving are completely incompatible!  If he's doing one, he certainly cannot possibly be doing the other!

I would love to hear your comments - !

Fish Tales

Does "Never Leave Fish to Find Fish" 
Ever Refer to Gefilte Fish?

Happy Passover to those who celebrate!

Eating Matzoh and Gefilte Fish

Wondering what a gefilte fish in the wild looks like!

Does it swim in that clear jar-jelly?

Comment on your favorite Passover food! 

Or any other thing related to this poster or post!

Earth Angel

Peace at the Passover Table

Today's Post is about unexpected feelings of Peace on Earth

Amid matzoh balls and gefilte fish, naps and chats, this weekend I found unexpected joy during our Passover celebration!

Usually when family comes together you never know what to expect, or rather, you do!  This time, however, whether it was because the get-together itself was unexpected, or my expectations were lowered, or because I have just grown up (hardly!), I really enjoyed it, and felt peaceful.  So, I'm celebrating that feeling with this Poster as Deal of the Day.  Enjoy!

Toodles,
Binky

Kindly Ask for What???

Kindly Ask Salesperson for Assistance

Yes - this is how I view many salespeople I'm encountering lately.  Particularly Insurance Companies!  Now, I  know, they aren't salespeople per se, but REALLY??  Can I get so much wrong advice in one phone call?  And does it really take 45 minutes to get all this wrong advice?  

Here's how today went...after being transferred several times....

Me: "What is the correct address to send this claim form?  I have two, one in Kansas City and one in San Francisco."

Her: "I have to check.  Can I put you on hold for one to two minutes?"

Me: "Sure"

[not sure which clock she was referring to when she said one to two minutes - but let's just say it wasn't anywhere near the one we use for calculating time on Earth]

Her: "Hi.  Yes.  You can fax your claim to the following fax number."

Me: "It says on the form, must submit an original.  Can I really fax it?"

Her: "You can fax it or you can send it to our Chico address."

Me: "The form says either San Francisco or Kansas City"

Her: "No, you can fax it, or send it to Chico, but neither one is right because she's not covered."

Me: "What do you mean she's not covered"

Her: "Her coverage ended in 2011"

Me: "How do you know that?"

Her: "From the subscriber number"

(Note: I have not given her a subscriber number.  I attempt to do so, but with the first three letters, she tells me she needs to transfer me)

Him: "Hi.  How are you?"

Me: "Frustrated"

And thus continued my phone conversation to find out that yes, she is covered, yes, I can fax it, or send it to the San Francisco address I originally called about. 

So what does "she" look like on the other end of this phone - "she" looks just like the dragon in the poster....which is why it is today's Deal of the Day - and will be the Deal of the Day all weekend - until Monday when I can finally remove the cloak of frustration!  

Toodles,

Binky

Work-Out Frustrations!

Work-Out Frustrations!

Today I am blogging about my work-out routine.  

Why is it that when I consistently eat right, drink water, and exercise, I only to lose 1 or 2 pounds in a month, and my husband does much less, and much less consistently loses 5 pounds in a week!

I love him - but this just seems unfair!

This poster reminds me to be good to my self-esteem anyway!

Or is that just kidding myself?

What do you think? Also, I think this poster reminds me of a famous person - I just can't think who...Liza Minnelli? Not sure - please leave comments - I'd love to hear!

Toodles, Binky

Really Struggling with the Juggling!

Today I'm blogging about Darlene's poster, "Take The Damn Picture". 

I am feeling especially crazed trying to juggle a ton of activities right now - all of which seem to be, as my engineering husband would say, "Quadrant I Important".  This poster reminds me of how ridiculous I look in my own mind while I'm doing the seemingly impossible.  What a great stress relief!

How many of you are also "struggling with the juggling?"  I'd love to hear from you!

Just don't think of commenting on this blog as another "thing to do" on your ever-expanding "to do" list. Do it for fun!

Toodles,
Binky