Various stages of undress …

Reese loves Barbies … and she has a lot of them. She plays with them all day long. She plays with them before school and goes to sleep with them. She usually doesn’t go anywhere without at least one or two. I think it’s adorable. My other girls were not big doll lovers of any kind. I LOVED Barbie when I was growing up, so this is a real treat for me.

But there is something peculiar about Barbies that I had forgotten about since playing with them as a child. They are always missing an article of clothing. A shoe. A hat. A purse. Or, they are altogether naked. They never remain quite the same once being removed from the box. I mention all this because this afternoon Reese and I attempted to not only dress, but to put all her Barbies back into the original clothing they came in.

Aaaaand … it was impossible. HA!

Well, I hope you all have a day where you aren’t in various stages of undress!!!

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Something sweet from someone special (from Texas, via ALASKA!) …

This morning I was lucky enough to eat a yummy Round Rock Donut from Texas. Brought to me from Alaska!
Yesterday morning Sid and I got to spend time with a good friend of mine and her husband who live in Alaska. They flew into town to participate in the Disney Star Wars race weekend. My friend knows of my love of donuts and she wanted to share her favorite childhood donut with me. Someone she knew in Alaska had recently traveled to Texas and brought some of them back for her. And she in turn, brought one to me. Is that not the nicest thing ever?!?! She is so thoughtful!

And I have to say that even after all the traveling and storing this donut had experienced, it was quite tasty! I am a self proclaimed “donut snob” so for me to say that, it’s a pretty big deal. And it makes me want to go to Texas, HA! Bravo Lone Star Donuts, bravo!

Well, I hope you all have a day where someone special gives you something sweet!!!

  

Feeling a little blue …

For some reason this Christmas i’m feeling a whole lot nostalgic. My thoughts are filled with memories of Christmas past. This can be heartbreaking just as much as it can be heartwarming, so I’m going to have to really focus on the positives of being in this type of mood. Trust me I’ve tried to shake it for weeks now, but the memories keep flooding my thoughts. So I’ve surrendered to my heart once again and will just go with it.

When I was very little, up until age 4, I have an unusual amount of Christmas memories. I know I was that young because my parents divorced when I was 4 years old and all the memories I’m writing about my father was living with us.

Anyway, one of the memories I have that keeps popping in my head is that our tree had blue lights. Only blue lights. Blue on every branch. And the made a lasting impression. I remember how beautiful they looked lit in our dark living room. I remember the bulbs at my eye level. They were absolutely mesmerizing. To this day if I see all blue Christmas lights I am in awe.

As I got older I assumed that the blue lights were an attempt to bring our Jewish heritage into our Christmas celebrations. And I drew that conclusion based on the fact that all of the Chanaka decorations I was exposed as a child were blue and white. To be honest, I never learned the reason for the all blue lights prior to both my parents passing. It never seemed important enough to ask I guess. Yet now, this Christmas, over 40 years later, I find myself wondering … why?

Well, I hope you all have a day where you are feeling a little blue!!!

Jamie Foxx, Annie, Down Syndrome, and reliving a bit of my childhood …

Last night Libs and I went to see the new Annie movie.

We. Loved. It.

When I was 10 years old I flew back to New York, by myself for the first time, to spend the holidays with my family. It was a great trip and it was during that time that my love for the theatre was sparked. My Ya Ya (grandmother) took my cousin and I into the city that year and we saw the Broadway musical Annie.

It was truly magical.

I still remember the staircase in the theatre. All the red and gold. I can still feel the excitement I felt all those years ago. The performance was spectacular. The singing perfect. The costumes and staging transported me to a different time and place. I loved every moment of that experience. I must have listened to that album (yes, the black circular thing) a BAZILLION times thereafter. Andrea McArdle, who played Annie, was the most influential performer to me in my young life. If I remember correctly, she was also the youngest person to ever win a Tony award and it was for her starring role in Annie. Wow!

Flash forward to about a month ago. I’m not a big television watcher or movie goer, but when I heard Jamie Foxx was in the new Annie movie I knew I had to see it. I’m not sure if everyone knows this, but Mr. Foxx has a sister with Down Syndrome. Yep, he’s on OUR “team”! And I recently found out that he and his sister, Deondra Dixon, founded a magazine called “Down Syndrome World”, a publication of the Global Down Syndrome Foundation. I don’t know him personally, but he sounds like a pretty great guy to me so far!

So, last night Libs and I got an opportunity to go see Annie. I’ll admit that I’m not sure if it was the time of year, the memories it brought back for me or the fact that it was actually a great movie musical, but I LOVED IT! I laughed. I cried. I sang. And I danced. I even remembered the words to the original songs! Seriously, I was like a kid again! And it only added to my already intact Christmas giddiness!

Well, I hope you all have a day where you get to relive your childhood!!!

Donuts …

I am a pretty healthy eater and I have been most of my life. I came into my love of fitness and nutrition the summer I turned 12 when I discovered the Richard Simmons show. I would write down his recipes and when my mother would come home from work I would beg her to take me to the store to buy all the ingredients. For the record, that woman was a saint. Of course since then, I did the typical high school and college crappy diet scene. But in the end, I always came back to what I knew to be the best thing for my body. Plus I have ALWAYS had a fear of chemicals and preservatives (and plastic for that matter, but again, that is topic for another day). So needless to say, eating healthy caused me less anxiety than dealing with all my other phobias combined, HA!

That all being said, I do have a vice I will probably never give up … DONUTS. Donuts are my thing. They always have been. Honestly, I think it came out of being a New Yorker. Yes, I’ve spent most of my life as a Californian, but it doesn’t matter. Once a New Yorker, always a New Yorker … first and foremost. Anyway, one of my favorite childhood memories is of little pink pastry boxes tied up with string that always seemed to fill my YaYa’s (grandmother’s) hands. Yes, bakeries, pink boxes and donuts are a part of my personal history … silly I know, but sentimental to me nonetheless. Donuts are not just my vice … they have become my reward and my comfort food. When I celebrate, I usually do so with donut. When I am sad, I also comfort myself with a donut. Perhaps I seek them, in good times and bad, because they bring me back to a simple happy time when life was just starting for me. When life was genuinely good and right. When a sweet was just a treat. I cherish the memories I have of the smiles that came across the faces of the people I loved who delighted in what was found inside those pretty pink boxes. Donuts. They may not be the best thing for my body, but every once in a while, they are exactly what my heart needs.

Well, I hope you all have a day where you enjoy a donut!!!