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Wordless Wednesday: The What I’ve Been Up to All Night Edition

Oh, and in case you were wondering, that would be peppermint bark, chocolate covered pretzels, white chocolate covered pretzel clusters, chocolate cinnamon almonds, chocolate saffron petals, chocolate covered potato chips and chocolate covered white fudge oreos. And yes, I have a chocolate mustache right now. 'Sup?

4 years ago, right this minute:

I was singing in a family talent show, as K and I were performing our now infamous duet of "Suddenly Seymour"; I was about to play Cranium, which K and I would win, for the very first time, triumphing over my previously undefeated parents; I was in St. John; I was blissfully unaware that the next morning would bring me some "unexpected ...

Dear Mother Earth,

I really needed that extra 2 10 minutes in the shower tonight. Please don't be sore. I hope that I am still the Earth Princess. I'd really hate to be dethroned. Truly and Tree-ly, The Earth Princess p.s. did I mention that I am the daughter of an environmental lawyer and an environmental educator? p.s.s. If I am dethroned, can ...

Once upon a noon-time cheery,

there was a girl. Let us call her Rebooka. When she was 3, her parents took her out to a nice restaurant for lunch. Being the precocious young girl that she was, she asked for a sip of her mother's red wine. Not seeing the harm in one little sip, her mother obliged, and granted her daughter that small taste. With a ...

A few Sundazy things:

1. I got an email from my online pregnancy calendar today, congratulating me on reaching a new pregnancy milestone. 2. I am not pregnant. 3. I am not pregnant, but sometimes, a craving or two sneaks it's way in. I've been baking all day. 4. cravings 5. I got another email from my online pregnancy calendar today. It said ...

Right this minute,

exactly one year ago, I was on stage, clomping around in clunky shoes, thick, nude stockings, and a tent-like tunic from the 50s, while performing as Mrs. Martha Arable, Fern's mother in a community theatre production of Charlotte's Web. Right this minute, exactly one year ago, I was tired. Tired, and a bit disheveled. See? See, that's me, ready to leave for my evening performance. ...

Scene from the living room floor

Wishing you a peaceful, featherful, lovely Shabbat. Shalom, chaverim.

Word-ful Wednesday

Okay, Okay. I know it's not Wednesday. It's Friday. I'm not being tricky. It's just that I wrote this post on Wednesday, and could not get the photo to work until just now. And it's also just that I couldn't think of another, more appropriate, more creative, more fitting title. That's what a long week, a baby ...

Sometimes, when I post pictures like

these, I forget that my grandparents read my blog daily. Oh well. Dance on, twisted sister.

c-o-o-l. s-i-s-t-r.

These pictures that I just spotted are hard copy evidence of how no matter what, she will always be the cooler sister. Oh, and in case you were wondering, she just informed that in these shots, she is doing The Twist with an Italian gentleman who doesn't speak of a word of English. Yeah, I want to be her ...