Friday, July 14, 2006
What the deuces! I've been tagged.
By a nice blogger named Pavel.
Pay him a visit because he posts 5 times a day (he's a tech guy, you know how theyare) and odds are something will be amusing to you. He's speaks so sweetly of his children and, well I'm a sucker for that. Now go see what fun he has provided for your viewing pleasure today.
Since Pavel is a nice guy, I'll play along. He said such nice things about me, I'd be a witch not to. Just be warned Pavel, of the undesirables this may attract.
The questions went something like this:
1) What is in your bag? Happiness and a warm gun. Oh and a one-way ticket to Palookaville. Hey, I go bragging about what's in my purse and the next thing you know someone has alleviated me of its weight. I'm no fool.
2) What is in your fridge? Let's take a stroll on over:
the usual condiments, some Fage Greek lowfat yogurt, Brewer's Yeast, coffee beans, coffee grinds (nice variety), bottled Poland Spring Water for the go, leftover Moroccan chicken and brown rice with olives and mushrooms.
Look we have all the requisite fresh fruit and veg (which although we are not British, call it veg as an homage to Wallace and Grommet - the kids love to use the line "Veg bad" from when Wallace is trying to hypnotize the "wererabbit"). Let's see - whole ground flaxseed meal, skim milk, soy milk, soup cubes of various stripes to give that homemade soup the extra umph, some pita bread that's seen better days, brown rice, barley and double A batteries in a container. Homemade chocolate cake that is neither chocolate nor cake (Neva, please explain) and "keeflie" a Hungarian word (Ariel, are you out there?) for a homemade croissant type food. Both made for my children by the loving hands of my mother in law. Eggo whole wheat waffles (freezer), oj and the other staples that you can't do without nicely round out the contents. Oh and milk items we tend to keep toward the left and meat items toward the right as we keep Kosher. We remain stocked as we eat out rarely and prepare a weekly Friday night Shabbat meal. Okay pizza delivery here and there. Next.
3) What is in your closet? Oddly enough clothes, shoes, pocketbooks, lampshades, bulbs, xrays of my husband's knee or is it his back? My husband has about eight authentic soccer jerseys - USA, AC Milan, etc., etc. with Brazil lovingly but disgustedly tucked back to the bottom for now. That's about all that I am at liberty to share.
4) What is in your car? Let me think - my travelers prayer (no wisecracks), a hamsa that Tali made at camp hanging from my rearview mirror, lots of cd's, a car seat, an outdated insurance card (really officer, my insurance is current - it's just the card is outdated), the spoils of the day from the kids' last trip in the backseat; and in the trunk - some hand wraps from the gym when I took a boxing class a few times (haven't been there in quite some time), Tali's 3rd grade science project and Vincent from the Sopranos. Now see I've told, I have to kill you.
Riveting I say. Well, I am sure you are all fascinated and cannot beat a hasty enough retreat to peer into your own fridge. Come on, take your head out, I see you in there... care to play?