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  • Seth and I recently finished watching the last episodes of Sex & The City. *Sniff* I'm very sad. I loved that show. Probably not the best show for a good, frum woman to be watching. Ask me if I care. It was funny. So there. Anyway, I love Chris Noth.
  • This is why it is so cool that my mother got me (at my request) Law and Order: The First Year DVD Collection for my birthday. Yeah, I already opened it. Serves her right for sending it directly to my house. But anyway, the first couple (I'm not sure how many) seasons of L&O have Chris Noth in them. YAY! And episode 2 of season 1 also has Cynthia Nixon in it! How cool is that? I wonder if that's how Chris Noth got hooked up as Mr. Big. He's such a baby, though! So young and little! With poofy hair. I miss old L&Os. Ben Stone rocked. Not that I don't like other casts. But you know. I mean, Jerry Orbach pretty much rocked, so I can't exactly exclude later casts, can I? Sigh.
  • Holy moly! I got L&O for my birthday. I'm getting OLD.
  • Yesterday was an extraordinarily long day. Court in the morning, working from home in the afternoon (the nanny threw her back out, poor thing, and wasn't able to come in until ~2:30), appt. with the child psychologist at 8pm. Long day. Very tired.
  • My new glasses are growing on me. I think I really like them.
  • I need new shoes. Desperately. And a new winter coat. And a few suits. And another denim skirt would be nice, but not necessary. The other things are necessary. Well, the winter coat isn't totally necessary. I don't wear a coat very often, so it's not like I can't use my old one. And now, I must say, I am still in a drool fit over a coach purse I've wanted for 10 years. I can't buy it because I just bought art. But I still want it.
  • My head hurts. I have no medicine here. I think I may have to go to Rite Aid during my so-called-lunch-hour.
  • I'm wearing a very cute skirt today. Go me.
  • I was thinking maybe I'd go to shul this shabbos if Seth goes to the early minyan. But, uh, it might snow again. A lot. And believe me, I LOVE SNOW. And I'm thrilled to have snow. And I'm not complaining. But I'm also not walking to shul in it. I don't have boots, and I don't have a long winter coat. Therefore, the only playing in the snow I'll do is in my front yard. And I'm not even sure how much of that I'll do. I wish I could build a snowman on shabbos. Sigh.
  • Someone posted recently asking (in a poll, so she wasn't just asking me) what my biggest stress is. This is funny, really, but I actually couldn't identify any major stresses. Certainly I have stress. But unlike in my past, I really don't feel overwhelmed with stress. I don't feel like I might lose control of the stress at any moment. I feel like I've got a pretty healthy amount of stress right now. Enough to keep me motivated, not so much that I go beserk. I'm pretty happy about this.
  • More importantly, I'm not sure how this crept up on me or anything, but you know? I'm pretty happy with my life. I have a fabulous husband, a good house (though not a dream house, it is a pretty cool house), a great 1 year old bringing joy into my life, a good job, nice bosses and nice clients, good friends, and generally things are going well. Yeah, I get stressed. But I also am mostly happy most of the time. The vast majority of the time.
  • Not that I'm not happy about all the happiness going on or anything. But sometimes I seriously feel like an imposter in my life. My nurse practioner said today that she thinks we all feel like that. That sometime around age 18 we stop really believing the things in our lives. I sometimes look around and wonder who's house I'm in, who's car I'm driving, when I even got a driver's license (I didn't get one until I was almost out of college), how I ended up married, and so on. It's surreal sometimes. I feel like yesterday I was greaduating from high school and today, I'm married, have a kid (albeit temporary), have a house, have a car (and a license to drive it!), have art, have a real job. Seriously, when did I stop "playing grown up" and become an adult? Weird.
  • Yeah, I'm a freak. But seriously, lots of people have told me they feel the same way. So maybe I'm not crazy (at least not about this imposter thing).
  • The piano tuner is coming next week. I'm thrilled about that.
  • Um, other stuff, but I can't remember what.


Back to work for me, now. I hope you all have a good day!

Current Mood: accomplished accomplished

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From: gittygiggles Date: January 25th, 2005 04:43 pm (UTC) (Link)
Not that I'm not happy about all the happiness going on or anything. But sometimes I seriously feel like an imposter in my life. My nurse practioner said today that she thinks we all feel like that. That sometime around age 18 we stop really believing the things in our lives. I sometimes look around and wonder who's house I'm in, who's car I'm driving, when I even got a driver's license (I didn't get one until I was almost out of college), how I ended up married, and so on. It's surreal sometimes. I feel like yesterday I was greaduating from high school and today, I'm married, have a kid (albeit temporary), have a house, have a car (and a license to drive it!), have art, have a real job. Seriously, when did I stop "playing grown up" and become an adult? Weird.

i TOTALLY feel the same way!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! and you say it in much better english tahn i do.....wow! except i feel 16. i'm glad i'm not a freak!!!!


you can't built a snowman on shabbos???? i never even thought of that! poop! i didn't realize we were supposed to get snow. darn it. i want a blizzard in the middle of the week!!!!!!!!
estherchaya From: estherchaya Date: January 25th, 2005 05:22 pm (UTC) (Link)
Don't take my word for it.
But I'm pretty sure that you can't make snowballs on shabbos, which would basically eliminate making snow-people.
From: gittygiggles Date: January 25th, 2005 05:33 pm (UTC) (Link)
well it's not like i can anyway. i dont have boots, the only coat that fits me is leather, and i'm the size of a killer whale. ;) so it's silly to ask.

where does it say it's supposed to snow though?
estherchaya From: estherchaya Date: January 25th, 2005 05:34 pm (UTC) (Link)
on a weather report I get emailed to me. Snow and/or ice either Sat or Sun. That's all I know.
ichur72 From: ichur72 Date: January 25th, 2005 04:56 pm (UTC) (Link)
Go you for being happy with your life!

And yes, I get that imposter feeling too. In certain respects, it really doesn't seem that long ago that I was a sullen 15-year-old decked out in eyeliner and combat boots, waiting desperately for high school to be finished. On some level, I have no idea how I ended up 32, married, making regular payments on a loan, hoping we'll be able to buy a house before too long. I don't exactly feel grown-up, but I know I am. It's weird.

I asked my dad about this once, a few years ago. I told him I'd always had this idea in my head that once I reached a certain age and had passed certain milestones, I'd feel like an adult, so why didn't I? He leaned over and whispered, "I'll tell you a secret. I'm in my 50s, with an office, a mortgage and child support payments, and I still don't feel like an adult."
estherchaya From: estherchaya Date: January 25th, 2005 05:24 pm (UTC) (Link)
When my mother was my age, I was four. Any 29 year old would have seemed ancient to me. I wonder if kids look at me and get that "oh, she's an adult" feeling from me. It's just that I feel like if I'm an adult, I should be taller.
From: bodnej Date: January 25th, 2005 05:28 pm (UTC) (Link)
Well, that's because most adults are taller than 4'5".
estherchaya From: estherchaya Date: January 25th, 2005 05:34 pm (UTC) (Link)
you are a pain in the ass.
From: gittygiggles Date: January 25th, 2005 05:38 pm (UTC) (Link)
HA! i remember one time when i was about 4 i asked my mommy how old she was and she said 21. ;)

she lied through her teeth. then again, i've decided that i'm not getting any older than 21. i'm going to turn 21 again on my birthday this year.
estherchaya From: estherchaya Date: January 25th, 2005 05:43 pm (UTC) (Link)
for the third time? Don't you think it'll get a little redundant?
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ichur72 From: ichur72 Date: January 25th, 2005 06:45 pm (UTC) (Link)
I remember when I turned ... um, 28, I think it was. I suddenly realized that I was older than my mother had been when she gave birth to me *and* my sister. I was appalled. I called Mom and asked, "What were you thinking?" She laughed at me.
From: bodnej Date: January 25th, 2005 05:27 pm (UTC) (Link)
And you may find yourself living in a shotgun shack
And you may find yourself in another part of the world
And you may find yourself behind the wheel of a large automobile
And you may find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful
Wife
And you may ask yourself-well...how did I get here?

Letting the days go by/let the water hold me down
Letting the days go by/water flowing underground
Into the blue again/after the money’s gone
Once in a lifetime/water flowing underground.

And you may ask yourself
How do I work this?
And you may ask yourself
Where is that large automobile?
And you may tell yourself
This is not my beautiful house!
And you may tell yourself
This is not my beautiful wife!
estherchaya From: estherchaya Date: January 25th, 2005 05:33 pm (UTC) (Link)
Yeah, that was going through my head while I was writing that. It goes through my head every time I start thinking about being an imposter in a grown up's body.
yermie From: yermie Date: January 25th, 2005 06:07 pm (UTC) (Link)
If she ends up with a beautiful wife, I don't think she's in Maryland anymore... Vermont maybe..
From: bodnej Date: January 25th, 2005 06:15 pm (UTC) (Link)
I dunno; sethcohen has a certain girlish charm.

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sethcohen From: sethcohen Date: January 26th, 2005 03:27 pm (UTC) (Link)
Nudge nudge wink wink say no more!
From: gittygiggles Date: January 25th, 2005 06:09 pm (UTC) (Link)
maybe i'm dating myself here....but what song is that?
From: bodnej Date: January 25th, 2005 06:14 pm (UTC) (Link)
Maybe I'm dating myself...

Talking Heads, "Once in a lifetime", released in 1984 on "Stop Making Sense".
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estherchaya From: estherchaya Date: January 25th, 2005 06:14 pm (UTC) (Link)
Honey, you're too young to "date yourself."

It's Talking Heads "Once in a Lifetime"

http://www.lyricsfreak.com/t/talking-heads/135070.html

Google is your friend. Remember that lesson, my friend. ;)
yarbiedoll From: yarbiedoll Date: January 26th, 2005 08:41 am (UTC) (Link)

I just thought you needed 70 comments. Glad to hear you're doing fine, though!
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leftyjew From: leftyjew Date: January 26th, 2005 06:06 pm (UTC) (Link)
Not that I'm not happy about all the happiness going on or anything. But sometimes I seriously feel like an imposter in my life. My nurse practioner said today that she thinks we all feel like that. That sometime around age 18 we stop really believing the things in our lives. I sometimes look around and wonder who's house I'm in, who's car I'm driving, when I even got a driver's license (I didn't get one until I was almost out of college), how I ended up married, and so on. It's surreal sometimes. I feel like yesterday I was greaduating from high school and today, I'm married, have a kid (albeit temporary), have a house, have a car (and a license to drive it!), have art, have a real job. Seriously, when did I stop "playing grown up" and become an adult? Weird.

That's exactly how I'm feeling right now!! (except for the married, kid, house, car and art part)
glenbarnett From: glenbarnett Date: January 27th, 2005 12:19 am (UTC) (Link)

My new glasses are growing on me. I think I really like them.

Eeek! Take them off! New glasses aren't supposed to grow. It's likely some evil visual-correction parasite from Alien Space Bats Inc.

The fact that you like them is doubtless a post-hypnotic suggestion. Those glasses are probably laced with pheremones that make you susceptible to suggestion.

Quick, get glasses you hate. At least that way if they start to grow on you, you'll be able to resist the urge to leave them on until it's too late.
estherchaya From: estherchaya Date: January 27th, 2005 03:51 pm (UTC) (Link)
tee hee. You made me laugh so hard last night when I read this that I hurt!
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