It has been such a long time since I last posted…
The few last months were hectic, intensive and full of excitement. And here I am, before my big move to NYC.
The apt hunting is about to start – HELP ! ! !
While most of the world relies on the Gregorian calendar, Judaism uses the lunisolar one. Yesterday, by the lunisolar calendar, the Jewish ”Valentine day” has been celebrated (oxymoron it is..) – Tu Be’Av.
Traditionally, in this date of the year all the single ladies wore simple white clothes, and only simple, so you won’t be able to tell who is rich and who is poor. This was a day full of hope and opportunity for all the singles.
Two days ago my husband bought me my first D-SLR camera (Pentax k-20d). I was longing for a real camera for such a long time… Although I’m not considering both of us romantic people, I found that gift to be very romantic. I think mostly because there was no real celebration that this present was bought for (although we are both saying that I got my 30th birthday present three years earlier…) and it was just a symbol of him wants me to be happy, a symbol of true love (or what you are willing to find in Tu Be’Av)
No photos today… (Isn’t that funny that a post that talks about new camera doesn’t contain even one photo?!)
I’ve been pretty quite in the last two weeks.
I feel like there are a lot of thing that going around me, as I am about to start my daily work soon and hopefully to be RA assistant (I know doesn’t sound very appealing…). I’ve been working from home in the last 3 years, and I feel like I need to absorb all that before I’ll be 8 to 3 kind of girl (as you can understand, it’s not going to be a full-time job).
So, this is how my days looked like lately:
and my favorite:
There is something kind of funny celebrating country’s independence day when you are not even her citizen. That is what happened to me this year.
You are not sure where you are, but this is your home.
Your are not sure where you will live in five or ten years from now, maybe still here, but you kind of look at yourself as a visitor at the same time.
You speak the same English as everyone else, but you are still much more funny in your own native language.
You look pretty much like everyone else on the street, but you know that this outfit will totally NOT work in your home country.
skirt: LnA, camisole: The Falls, and clutch: Naor Jacoby
One of the privileges of being “desperate housewife” is that I can allow myself to experiment in the kitchen. Yesterday there was a farewell party to one of my husband colleagues, and everyone brought something. This was the first time I made this sweet potato Quiche (recipe taken from here), and I hoped that I’ll have the chance to taste her.
unfortunately (or fortunately, depends how you think about that..) the Quiche was success at the office, and nothing left for me.
I guess I’ll make it again.
Waking up early at weekend is one of my most least favorite things to do… We woke up around 5 am this Sunday, in order to catch 6 am bus to NYC. I felt like my body was in shock from that all day long. As a result, I couldn’t even reach my hand and take the camera out of my tote. Lame, I know.
We were there for only seven hours, but I feel like we got the most out of them: We were with our family, my husband went to see one of the games with his friends in town, and I had the opportunity to stroll the streets without any purpose (which I really like to do).
And just a little something to bright up my day, and hopefully yours as well:
I wish it was literally a bound, since my husband and me are going to spend tomorrow equal time (if not longer..) on the bus to and from NYC, then in Manhattan’s streets.
We will be there to celebrate my great-nephew 8th birthday.
Here are some photos from the last two or three times I’ve been there:
From top right (clockwise): Somewhere near Canal st.; At the Union Square Greenmarket; Around the Radio City Music Hall; and at the famous Magnolia bakery*
*Although this bakery is an icon since she’s been mentioned both on SATC and The Devil Wears Prada, I must say that I wasn’t convinced. It was way too sugary for my taste, Georgetown Cupcake in DC are much better. And NO, I don’t work there..
More to come when I’ll come back.
Hope you all have a great weekend!
I believe that most of the time you can know pretty good what’s going on with other people life by the books that they are reading.
So, basically this my life at the moment:
From left to right (or top to bottom, if you are looking on the right photo):
>> Eat, Pray, Love by Elizabeth Gilbert (translated to Hebrew): I know that practically the whole world read this book already two years ago. For long time I was afraid that this book will try to teach/ lecture me what am I suppose to do with me life, and I prefer to find it by myself. Now that I am reading it I can say that most of the time I don’t feel this way.
>> The Elegance of the Hedgehog by Muriel Barbery: It’s a bit of a shame, but it takes me forever to read this book. I started reading it more than two months ago. This book is so sensitive, clever, and thought arousal, that it’s hard for me to read it more quickly. While Eat, Love, Pray is my “at the pool book”, this book is more of “my bedtime book”.
>> Getting In: A Step by Step for Gaining Admission to Graduate School in Psychology by the APA (=American Psychology Association). I believe it’s clear enough why I’m reading this book. NOT a sheer pleasure.
>> Le tout petit fantôme by Kay Winters/Lynn Munsinger
and
>> Une patte dans le plâtre by Charlotte Sjöstrand: As part of my attempt to learn French (here), I decided to borrow some books from the children department in the library. It is still way too hard for my knowledge…. Nice illustrations, though
Do you feel that your reading list defines you?
This is my second summer in DC (although most of the last summer I’ve been in Israel, my homeland), and I just found out not so long ago about “Jazz in the Garden“. As you can assume from the name this Jazz event takes place in a garden, well – the sculpture garden in matter of fact. I really liked the music, but mostly I liked the atmosphere.
I hope you can feel part of it through the photos.
My dress inspiration was Diane Kruger (her photo is taken from here). As you can see, she is pretty shy – just like me – so you can see only her body..
