It's a small world

I was in Tel Aviv this morning with 11 second graders, a parrot and a skink. Now I'm getting ready for a geology field trip to Hawaii. Hopefully, I'll be back in Ohio at a decent hour so I can do laundry and pot some plants.

Shalom!

I mean, Aloha!

I mean...oh, never mind...

Me sing pretty now

I'm taking a voice class this semester with the misguided belief that I will again be a music major. After several weeks of technical lessons, I finally get to learn an aria. I'm attempting to sing "Voi, che sapete" from The Marriage of Figaro. The first video is how it should be sung. The second video most closely resembles how I sound singing it. Enjoy!

Federica Von Stade : Cherubino's

voi che sapete

Gimme a break

We had some much needed rain today. A beautiful harvest moon is shining through my window as I type this, which means it's the first day of Sukkot. Fortunately, Sukkot doesn't require me to drive to Dayton for Temple activities, but I may visit the Sukkah that Hillel built. I'm enjoying my week away from Temple. I'm using the time to sample the new network t.v. offerings. Tonite is the remake of the Bionic Woman. Since I am a huge fan of the original show, I have to watch the new one, but I remain a skeptic. I will write a real post sometime in the near future.

E.T. phone home

I am still recovering from High Holidays. I keep falling asleep on the couch before I have a chance to post something. Here is what I meant to write yesterday.

I was doing some research and ran across this. Intrigued and amused, I stopped what I was doing and started researching breatharianism. I found this site that sounds much like the previous article. Then I found The Breatharian Institute of America. I can't even begin to summarize all I found on this site. Leave it up to an American to take something spiritual (albeit wacko) and turn it into a capitalistic freak show! This site provided much entertainment yesterday. I recommend reading the Q&A section.

la la la...

Heroes is new! A happy ending to a mediocre day.

Sunday

Chaos

Yom Kippur

As The Critic pointed out, I neglected to post yesterday. I could give you excuses, but the plain fact is, I was busy yesterday and forgot. And while we're speaking of not posting. Yom Kippur starts tonite and goes through tomorrow evening, so there will not be a post tomorrow.

Here's the crux: I promised myself when I started this blog that there would be certain subjects I wouldn't mention. Well, because of my experience yesterday, my mind is fully occupied on one such subject. So...do I break my promise to myself? Not today. If I know you and you want to know what's going on, send me an email and I'll explain all.

recant

The Critic sent this in response to my previous post. It's not nearly as inflamatory as the CNN article makes it out to be. I've had this problem with CNN before. I should know enough to verify the facts before I post stuff here. Thanks Critic.

Wow!

This is just amazing!

Ms. Keirn-Swanson's English assignment

Where I'm From
by Erin
with thanks to Ms. Keirn-Swanson
and George Ella Lyon

I am from an acoustic guitar
from Coca-Cola and pickles
(to appease maternal cravings long after childbirth)

I am from the rose bushes in the front yard
the pine trees planted by young hands
in celebration of Arbor Day

I am from Christmicah and singers
from L'Shana Pearl and Orla
I am from 'I can do it myself'
and 'I'll take care of it later'

From "you're the one who has to wear it"
and "you're so pretty; you could be an actress"

I am from The Beatles and The Eagles
Sonny and Cher
from family sing-a-longs
and Barry Manilow specials

I am from Bellefontaine and Russia
(where the pogroms made the name of the shtetl obsolete)
from peanut butter cookies and tuna noodle casserole

From the seamstress who traveled alone
to the Land of Opportunity
and the grocer's wife who created a family
in the post-War boom

I am from an LP player and the kitchen table
that greeted us with bowls of cereal and Valentine's candy
From photos still waiting to be put in albums
to share with significant others and the next generation

Validation

I don't know why this is such a big deal. I know plenty of women who are with older men, but people still have a hard time accepting an older woman with a younger man. Just call me a cougar :)

My day

Temple, grocery, laundry, study, clean.

I guess it's called a life changing event for a reason, but, man, does the mind rebel. It's not easy getting to acceptance. Hopefully I'll get there, but right now the tunnel is still too fucking dark.

For a funny commentary of America's favorite past-time go here.

The root of the problem

I started writing a post in my head last night as I was falling asleep. It was very thoughtful and introspective. The kind of post that would shine a spotlight on the inner workings of my heart and mind. It was going to be fabulous. Then I woke up this morning and it was gone. Don't get me wrong, I'm still thoughtful and introspective, I just can't put my thoughts into comprehensible sentences at the moment. But, at the moment the fact that I can compose the simplest of sentences is an accomplishment, as I am extremely tired.

I've decided to make it my goal to try to post something everyday, even if it's just a random word. We'll see how long this lasts.

L'Shana Tova!