Monday, May 31, 2010
Friday, May 28, 2010
Last night some friends and I went to the Korean Film Festival here in Haifa - the Korean Ambassador to Israel and his truly lovely wife were there and everything - and I wore make-up for the first time in at least a month. [Eyeliner and mascara plus a proclivity for water sports is just a bad combination. Trust.]
So it seems that I left the shuffle home, after all. Which is good for a myriad reasons - not least because I really think I could be good at iTunes. I love music!
To sum: if you need to make fun of me for at least 3 weeks, I totally understand. I blame it on the blonde.
Thursday, May 27, 2010
I have lost my iPod shuffle - it looks sort of like this one... except mine is graphite in color and has my full name etched on (thanks Apple). I lost it somewhere between my house and the bus stop. Le sigh.
There are many opportunities for growth here - mostly centered around detachment and organization. ...but also a really fun exercise in irony. Yes, irony - the word most used by those who understand it least. I just learned how to use iTunes. Like this week.
Anyhow, if you live in Haifa & happen to have seen a lonely looking iPod and wanted to reconnect with your good Samaritan roots and reunite a girl with her portable entertainment system... tokens of sincere appreciation would likely include really delicious fresh baked scones and enthusiastic high fives.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
I first heard these girls covering the Fleet Foxes.... But they've come back into my life courtesy of my kid sister, Merilee. Kind of appropriate, considering. [They're sisters, too.]
They describe their sound as what Gary Numan would sound like if he made folk music... they put up a pretty good showing at SXSW (if what I see on yo.ut.ub.e is correct) - but don't take my word for it. Their second single, I Met Up With The King here.
Tuesday, May 25, 2010
Friday, May 21, 2010
Bayan and I finally (No. Seriously. Finally.) finished Harry Potter and the Philosophers Stone (UK edition) last night. We'll probably take a short break - Bayan is reading other books all by himself (!!!) now, afterall - before we move on the The Chamber of Secrets.
I further explain – in stilted Hebrew – that I play water polo at Technion University and that I learn Hebrew from my friends. She understands that I have a boyfriend who plays water polo at Technion……………
“no! there are like 30 or 40 of them!”
I get a very weird – very questioning look.
“no! it’s not like that!” and I manage to convince her I don’t have 30 or 40 water polo playing boyfriends…. But she’s still certain that I have at least one. “Israeli boys is very nice – they is very fit, yes?”
She then starts pantomiming just how nice they are and waxing dramatic on my 'imaginary Israeli boyfriend'. Please note the imagination being exercised in this scenario is hers...
“Israeli men, they are very fit when they are young” – holds her hands up to her chest and starts marking out pecs and a six pack. I’m pretty sure she was using the Hebrew words for such things, but then realized I didn’t understand her words so starts using little sounds – like the ones kids make when they are assembling legos “tchk-a tchk”.
*You should know that by this point I’m already trying not to expire from laughter/not offend her by outright laughing*
“And then when they marry – they go boom!” (pantomimes a ginormo gut)
“And they wife do too” she admitted after a brief pause and sort of contemplative look.
Sometimes learning a new language is really awesome.
**Translation: I Am Learning Hebrew
“I personally believe, that U.S. Americans, are unable to do so, because uh, some, people out there, in our nation don’t have maps. And uh…I believe that our education like such as in South Africa, and the Iraq, everywhere like such as…and, I believe they should uh, our education over here, in the U.S. should help the U.S. or should help South Africa, and should help the Iraq and Asian countries so we will be able to build up our future, for us.” Miss South Carolina - 2007.
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
However infrequently you peek in... I should think it fairly obvious that I am a not-so-closet romantic. I should also preface this by saying that I love the above referenced adaptations of Ms. Austin's classic tale of proud-girl-reforms-haughty-boy-and-makes-him-fall-madly-in-love-with-her.... I also have the highest respect for the actors who have so graciously lent their faces (seen pictured in their respective roles as *gasp!* Mr. Darcy) to random goo.gle searches.
Mr. Darcy seems to be the barometer by which too many women judge men and relationships. But do you know what? Mr. Darcy is literally the figment of another woman's imagination: do better.
Remember last week when I was walking to practice and had my awesome 'high 5' encounter? Well, as I'm still actively trying to learn the language, I decided on Monday at practice to learn how to say it (high 5) in Hebrew.
So back to the picture: my friend Ciamh. Ciamh is from Ireland... her name is actually pronounced 'Keev'. I know. It's too much, I can't handle all of this amazingness, either.
Tuesday, May 18, 2010
Image courtesy Le Love.
I think about love ...rather a lot. I think that too many people enter a relationship only considering what they themselves have to gain. I don't really have too much experience in this arena - I'm mostly just thinking out loud... but I imagine that if we were to reexamine and purify our motives for entering into a relationship - romantic or otherwise - with another that we, as a society, would notice a measurable increase in our happiness and productivity.
Maybe I'm being too formulaic (and so I ask that you please excuse my naivety) but how cool would it be if merging (ahem) corporations focused more on the product of their union than their potential material or image gains?
Afternoon realizations: With self, less is always more ...and lose the ish. As you were.
Monday, May 17, 2010
Head's up courtesy Tralalere - cheers.
This little girl kills it! I love the way she just looks straight in the mirror and tells it like it is - a neat little package of things she's thankful for and capable of... you may know them by their other names: everything and anything, respectively.
I really suggest you to try it, though. Acknowledging the positive things in your life, your strengths and capacities. I don't think that this is akin to exercising one's vanity factor - I think of it more as keeping it real.
Keep up the positivity, friends.
So I finally got a radio - with the express purpose of listening to local radio stations and improving my (limited) comprehension of Hebrew. I plugged it in last night and wouldn't you know that late night radio is just as horrible (I mean charming?) in Israel as it is in the States. I was amazingly comforted by this realization. Three cheers for global truisms!
Thursday, May 13, 2010
So I'm nearing the one year mark in my service. One year until I must leave the comfort of the Bahá’í World Centre.... Aside from the obvious, I'm mostly having palpitations about having to leave Israel - I truly love this place. But I'm starting to also consider what it is that I'm going to do with myself. By which I mean 'how am I going to be useful'. I have time, I know - but the job hunt seems a little daunting. Just saying.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Now he's all grown-up and having birthdays, and stuff.
My brother is a champ... in a family of three siblings, he's in the middle between two very opinionated sisters. His birthday always falls during a whirlwind week of celebrating the women in our family - mother's day, our mother's birthday, and our aunt's birthday, too. Same week. Ha. Our mom used to be frustrated by having to celebrate a combo birthday with her sister - imagine our poor Bill! But he's seriously the best. He reminds me of those beautiful stones the sea churns out - just smooth and collected.
Happy birthday, Bill. I love you.
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
So you may remember that I regularly feel as though I'm in my own little world when I'm listening to music... even when I'm on the go. Well last night as I was walking across campus to water polo practice I was rocking out big time. Okay, technically I was listening to classical Irish folk music - but the violins were kicking (it all sounded very "beef. It's what's for dinner.) and as I was walking I may have been (definitely) dancing a little too.
Did I tell you the part where I was at that moment on a university campus (Technion - big shout out) and that the sidewalk I was on was pretty packed? Yeah - it's how I (rock and) roll.
Right... puns aside, I see this guy walking towards me - and all of a sudden he starts imitating my sweet dance moves (which may have included - though were unlikely limited to bobbing my head in time with the music and a little "air percussion"). Naturally I laugh aloud ...at that point it was about 50/50 embarrassment to hilarity "this is my life" factor... and give the head nod/universal sign of acknowledgement.
Friends - the part that happened next is excerpted from my real life and is not a case of wishful thinking or an over-active imagination. He put his hand up and we gave each other a solid 'high 5' in passing and kept on our separate ways. You do remember how well I like high 5s, right!?!
As Ray pointed out today at lunch, I could not have orchestrated that moment better if I'd tried. And while I'll probably never see that guy again, I'd like to put it out into the universe... thanks. That was really cool. Oh - and I like your sense of humor.
Monday, May 10, 2010
Please try not to die... but this little girl is so cute it hurts me. To quote the Australians (and Haley) in my life: sdlkfjeoaierf!
Post Script... her mother is Japanese and her father is American. Further proof that multicultural children are beautiful and amazing.
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Remember all of that Liquid Beauty action from December? Well the good folks at TED (Ideas worth spreading) have done us a proper by inviting LXD - the League of eXtraordinary Dancers - to come and share their craft with us. Glorious and amazing - I pinky swear.
Thursday, May 6, 2010
So this jump for joyness seen above is pretty much how I've felt since last week. Remember how my mom sent a package of care for Bayan and I? Specifically, she sent some books that he could read - all by himself! Oh friends - he is so excited! I saw him at the Holy Day celebration of Ridvan (marking the Declaration of Baha'u'llah) and he was SO excited by those books!
Well (!!) when we had reading times tonight, Bayan read to me from one of his new books! And he's so happy and proud to be able to read on his own! I'm so happy and proud of him!
The interwebs have come to the rescue - again. As you may suspect I'm struggling with a nasty bout of sleep deprivation today (exhaustion courtesy midnight bongo drums and pre-dawn construction) - and while I'll likely make myself an afternoon caffeinated delight, this picture has done wonders for my mood. ...alas I'm wont to be a little grumpy when I'm tired.
So I think that Matthew McConaughey may have moved in next door. No? You're sure he's not living in Haifa, Israel? Well... my neighbors have bongo drums and they're not afraid to use them. The least they could do is masquerade as good looking southern gentlemen - am I right?
UPDATES: I was (rudely) woken at 6 am by ear-splitting, room shaking, dream shattering construction work. I like a remodel as much as the next girl (HGTV anyone?)... but really? 6 am? Sigh.
Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Like today. For afternoon snack I had an orange and a cup of coffee. Friends it took me the better part of 15 minutes to peel that orange, and I had juice all over my hands...! [You may remember my thoughts on dirty hands.] Sometimes I wonder how I'm even alive.
Dictionary(dot)com's Word of the Day today - not unlike this holiday - comes to us via Mexico:
vamoose \va-MOOS\, verb:
1. To leave hurriedly or quickly; decamp.
2. To leave hurriedly or quickly from; decamp from.
Vamoose originates in the 1800s, derived from the Spanish vamos, or "let us go." The word likely entered American usage through Mexico.
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Monday, May 3, 2010
So in addition to all of the water polo I play with the Maccabi Haifa women's team, I also workout with the men's team at Technion University here in Haifa sometimes. This weekend (yesterday, specifically) they hosted an intercollegiate tournament and I naturally went to support my friends.
Also yesterday the New York Times organized a global photo opportunity (peep the link for information). The idea was that at a specific time (that translated to 6pm in Israel) photographers - be they novice or professional and everything between - were to take a single picture, and then we (they?) would wind up with a global snapshot (pun intended) of a single moment in time. So the above picture marks my submission.
Reunited with a digital camera ...and it feels so good. I'm not really sure that this will make a big difference here in this space, I realize that I'm sort of lazy when it comes to these things and I don't want to disappoint...?